Twenty-five year old Heather sat nervously on the couch in her small apartment, awaiting the arrival of her good friend Calvin, who was due to appear at any moment. Nervousness had set in some time ago, and she was now more nervous than she had ever been in her entire life. Even though they had been close friends for over ten years, she didn’t know how he would react to what she was going to ask him.
The waiting was torture, and she soon found herself pacing the room as she tried uselessly to stop the butterflies in her stomach, the pounding of her heart, and the racing of her mind.
This would be the day, she knew it, it would all work out for her, and she was so scared of the possibility that he would react badly.
Finally, fifteen minutes late, Calvin arrived, and she quickly showed him in and ushered him to the couch. “Sorry I’m late, I was caught in traffic. Are you going to tell me why you called? What do you need to talk about? I’ve been rather worried, are you ok?”
“I’m fine” she assured him, knowing full well that she mustn’t look fine, “I ummm, have something important to ask you, and please don’t freak on me, ok, I’m nervous enough as it is”
“Ok” Calvin said, becoming more concerned by the minute.
Heather took a deep breath and closed her eyes for a moment to gather her thoughts before she began, “Well we have known each other for a long time. I trust you, and I think you trust me”
“I do” he put in quickly before allowing her to continue.
“Well I’m twenty-five, still single, and a serious relationship doesn’t seem to be anywhere near for me”
“What are you saying?” he asked curiously, wondering if she was going to reveal some long hidden feelings for him or something.
“Calvin I want you to father my child”
Calvin almost passed out. This confession was the last thing he had expected from her, he had no idea she would ask something like this, she had, until now, given no indication that she had been considering this.
“Hear me out” she quickly put in before he could protest, “You don’t have to do anything other than impregnate me. I’ve wanted a child for so long, and I don’t want to just find some bastard at a club with aids or something, and screw him. I also don’t want some stranger who jacked off in a jar to be the father. I trust you, you are my best friend, and I’d rather you be the father than someone I don’t know”
“I…” he was totally lost for words, something which rarely happened to him, “I don’t know what to say”
“You don’t have to support the child in any way,” she continued, “And there is no reason our baby has to know its real father, I just want you to impregnate me, that’s all, no strings attached”
Calvin took a deep breath and thought things over for a minute or two, while Heather sat there patiently letting him think. He didn’t mind the thought of sleeping with her, she was quite attractive, and couldn’t understand why she was unattached, however that didn’t make the decision any easier.
He had never fathered a child before, and up until this moment he hadn’t thought much about being a father, even one where his responsibility was only to mate with the mother. It was ten minutes before the silence of the room was broken, much to Heathers relief, “Are you sure about this Heather? I mean, a child is a big responsibly, especially on your own”
“I’m sure” she insisted, “I want a baby, and I would be grateful if you would be the father”
He thought again for another few moments, “Well… when would we actually….” He trailed off.
“Well…” she took another deep breath to calm herself, “I have been checking my charts, and right now would be the perfect time to conceive, that’s why I called you over, I thought if you said yes things would be less uncomfortable if we got it over and done with now, without the waiting and all”
