The Shoplifter Chapter Three - Sex Stories

The Shoplifter Chapter Three

... brought my gown around me signaling the end of my examination. Once he was finished the whole thing became somewhat reassuring. He really seemed to know what he was doing. I felt such a relief. The lights came up a bit and I could now see not only Bobby but two other black guys seated across the room. When did they come in? Were they in here for the complete exam? A chill passed through me. Was I on display the whole time? No one said a word. The Doctor moved back to his desk and I followed. There was no place to sit so I simply stood facing him wrapping the hospital gown around me in the back. Not a word for some time. He made a couple notes in a file and then looked up at me with a smile, “Young woman, first the obvious, you are pregnant as you suspected. You are in your second trimester If your wish was to terminate I should have seen you sooner. This pregnancy has proceeded beyond the point where abortion or normal pharmacology would be indicated. You really have just two options. One is for you to come under my care and carry this baby to term. That is the one I would recommend. Bobby has told me he would be able to support you and provide what you need, if that is what you would like to do. If you are determined to terminate, your only choice would be to go through a six weeks program with Ella. I would provide you one pill each week and at the end of that time you would come into my office for one final visit to handle a couple things.” I looked at him; my mind was a ...

... complete mess. Terrible guilt filled my eyes with tears. Memories of how cute and lovable those little black babies were at the mall. Jamal and I would have a beautiful baby. How could I do what I had to do? In short this decision was all about my family. I had to think about how important I was to them. I had to think about what they had planned for my future. I was their only child. They held me in such high regard. This was a terrible mistake; how could I ever explain a black baby to my dad—my mother—my other relatives—their friends. There was only one outcome acceptable, and there was only one way to achieve it. “Can you give me the pills?” Dr Smith looked at me with a smile, “I can make them available for you if you are absolutely certain, that is the way you want to go. These pills are expensive but I understand Bobby has a way for you to bring the costs down. Has he told you about it? Do you understand what his option entails? I nodded, “Yes.” What the hell, I knew what he meant, but it was my only way back to my normal life; the only way to return to a normal role in my family. Are you absolutely sure termination is that what you desire?” I simply nodded yes again. “How soon can I start?” My heart jumped with a quick feeling of horrible remorse; those cute black babies in the mall. PROGRAM UNDERWAY “I took the liberty of ordering the first of series when I heard of your problem. I have it here and the remainder will be available one at a time as you need them and they ...