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Inseminating Cathy (mff s****r In Law)

... that to do with us?” I asked. “That sounds like a medical problem to me.” “And, you’re right. Both Cathy and Ted went in for some testing last month. It turns out that Ted’s sperm count and quality are very low. The doctors give them one chance in fifty of conceiving naturally.” “Ok, so isn’t that what artificial insemination is intended to solve? I still don’t see how this is our issue.” “You’re right again,” continued Ann. “Except, Ted absolutely refuses to participate in the procedure. His minister says that artificial insemination is a sin and contrary to God’s plan. According to the minister, if God intends Ted and Cathy to have c***dren, He will provide them no matter what the odds.” “And, Cathy does not share this view?” I asked. “She is troubled by the moral implications of the procedure, but she is more troubled by the thought of not having c***dren.” Ann paused for a moment. “Oh Scott, Cathy has always wanted c***dren, almost more than life itself. She doesn’t think that she can stay in the marriage knowing that it was medically possible to have c***dren but for Ted’s refusal to participate in the procedure.” “Honey, I still don’t see how any of this involves us. She isn’t asking us to give her one of our k**s, is she?” “No, but you are a bit warmer. She would like you to donate sperm so that she can be inseminated behind Ted’s back. Then, when she gets pregnant, she can claim that it was God’s will or a miracle or something and Ted will be none the wiser.” The ...

... suggestion stunned me for a moment. I sat back in my chair and took a deep breath. “Why me?” “Two reasons, really,” replied Ann. “She cannot buy sperm from a donor bank and keep it a secret from Ted. He would see the expense and ask questions. Also, donor banks have limited information concerning the physical attributes of their donors. It is possible that her c***d would look nothing like either her or Ted causing questions. You, on the other hand, look quite a bit like Ted, and our c***dren look like they could be their c***dren. She figures that if your sperm combines with my eggs to make k**s that look like they could be hers, your sperm will combine with her egg to generate similar results.” I was genuinely speechless at Ann’s proposal. She clearly wanted me to donate sperm to be used to impregnate her s****r. In those few moments, all I could think about is how weird it would be to see Cathy’s k**s knowing that they were my k**s, too. This would not be a situation where I would never see or know my progeny. They would be there, at every f****y gathering, at every holiday dinner, from now until the end of time. I expressed these concerns to Ann to be sure that she had considered them. “You think I haven’t?” came her immediate reply. “I have thought of little else since Cathy first suggested the idea a couple month ago. So, I will certainly understand if you are unwilling to do this. But, it would mean so much to Cathy, and so much to me, if you would agree.” I looked hard at ...