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    “Stop it, Kath, this isn’t about us, it’s about the baby.”
    She poked him hard in the chest. “You need to read a more up-to-date book, mate. I asked the doctor. There’s no bloody reason why we can’t make love, have sex, fuck, screw or go at it like rabbits.” She quashed the little voice that added within reason. That was a given. “I’m pregnant not ill. I’m not even anemic, and I wasn’t sick today.” Well, not a lot. “And I’m fucking horny.”
    “So was my mum. Pregnant, not ill. Or so she said. But I saw her, Kath, and no way do I want to see you like that.” Jeff shook his head. The misery in his eyes reached out to her and she took a deep breath, to tell him okay, whatever. But he hadn’t finished.
    “Hell, yesterday, I thought you were going to pass out. So we wait. Nothing, nada, zilch. It’s not that long, and then if the Doctor says it’s not harmful, well, we can see.”
    “You reckon?” Kath wanted to press her ears to see if they were working properly. “We’ll see. Look, Jeff, this is thirty years on, I’m not your mum and my doctor says I’m fit well, and she knows I wouldn’t do anything to harm our child. If you think that, well, sod you.” To her annoyance, Kath started to cry. “All I want to make love, not scene in the dungeon. Even though Dr Lynn said a bit of bondage or a blindfold was fine. Hell, even a few wee taps would be within the boundaries of okay. Well, if you won’t help, then I’ll have to do it myself, and that’s nowhere near as good. I want you in me. Bloody pregnancy hormones.” She sniffed. “And no bloody tissues.”
    Jeff handed her a box of paper hankies and waited while she blew her nose. Then he spoke so softly she had to strain to hear him.
    “I couldn’t bear it if anything happened to either of you because I couldn’t control my dick.”
    “It’s not your bloody dick, it’s my clit that’s in overdrive.”

Chapter Four
     
     
     
    She was wrong, his dick was more than in overdrive, but Jeff stuck to his guns.
    It wasn’t solely due to worry over his mum—he now accepted that was irrational. Holding Kath’s hair out of the way of the toilet, sponging her face when she stopped throwing up and making sure there was tepid water and dry crackers around, plus the worry over strange happenings on the estate was adding to his high levels of anxiety. Once she’d gotten over her sickness, she was almost her old quicksilver self, and apart from a thickening of her waist and her even more voluptuous breasts, you’d never know she was pregnant. However, there were lines around her eyes, and she looked drawn and tired. Jeff willed his dick to behave and did his best to ignore her sighs and sorrowful looks. It was damned hard, especially when she ‘accidentally’ stroked her boobs, or ran her hand over his dick. He’d grit his teeth and do his best to ignore the provocation. Even though he’d spoken to the doctor, the miserable video flickering through his mind couldn’t let him touch her in any more than a friendly, loving, but no sex way. Nor could he speak his fears to Kath, because that would make them all the more real.
    Every so often she’d try to run her hand up Jeff’s shirt or down his jeans. Every time, he stopped her.
    “If you can’t then neither can I.”
    Kath pouted. They were alone in her office, and Jeff’s dick was rapidly gaining zipper teeth marks along its length. Kath wore a blouse that had fitted where it touched even before she became pregnant. Now her boobs threatened to burst the buttons. It was agony. She knew it of course. He’d lost count of the number of times she’d had to refasten the top button. Every other breath seemed to pop it. Each time, her hand stroked the soft swell of her breast, and her tongue circled her lips. He lived with a permanent hard-on.
    Jeff got on with his software business as best he could, and took a lot of cold showers. He managed the club to such a degree that