PENA'S STORY: Part 15: Planned Parenthood
Most Western people consider the moment of birth to be the start of life and that day is celebrated annually. In many Eastern cultures a Life begins at conception; birth is an "accident in time" that simply marks a transition as an individual separate from the mother. This is also how the start of life is viewed medically: life begins at the moment a sperm penetrates the egg. It begins to divide and grow.
Michael and I engaged frequently in erotic play together. Michael's ability to achieve multiple orgasms without ejaculating meant we could enjoy lengthy bouts of intercourse. However, both of us preferred the joys of oral sex. I never tired of slowly taking Michael's mushroom into my mouth, appreciating its texture before reaching up to stroke his nipples which inevitably resulted in a jet of warm salty fluid flooding into my mouth for me to slowly savor. One great advantage of wearing a menstrual cup is that I could receive oral sex at any time of the month. Michael took full advantage of this! Only once did he request me to remove the cup. His tongue had been busy for some time and I was really wet! It was my last day of flow and the cup had just been emptied so I told Michael to go ahead! He took the dongle at the end of the cup between his teeth and slowly pulled it free of my body. His tongue resumed its playful dance without hesitation and I rapidly reached an intense climax. Michael rinsed out his mouth and returned to bed with an enormous erection which I guided towards my wetness...
We finally decided it was time to have a child of our own. We had kept a record of my basal body temperature and cervical mucus for three months preceding our target date. The day before the calculated day of my ovulation arrived we headed for the Laguna Springs Resort for a 'second honeymoon'. We became very romantic, making sure my egg was fertilized with lots of love and joy. Sure enough, my next menstruation failed to appear and I headed to the clinic for confirmation. Michael and I spent a lot of time together as my belly expanded. We spoke lovingly to each other and to the young life that was developing within my uterus. We performed the Rite of Appeasing the Soul together regularly, often in the company of two other couples in the Society who were soon to become parents.
Exactly 283 days later I went into labor. I was taken to the local hospital where I placed myself in the hands of a female obstetrician who was Society member. Mother was present and I had an easy birth.
We called our daughter Annafrancia and immediately nicknamed her An-An. Our Society maintains a matriarchal lineage and so An-An became a Rivera, just as Mother and I had done. I added the date of An-An's conception to a yellowing document, kept in the Society's vault, that bore my own conception date, that of my mother and a line going back for many years. I felt proud to be a lineage bearer and hoped that the tiny bundle of life that was sleeping peacefully on my breast as I wrote would one day present me with a successor.
part 16 to follow...
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