I don't ask much from you. I've been your dirty little secret for quite some time. I've even tolerated you remaining married to that slug. But I know deep down what you want. She's infertile, and your p@t3rn@l instincts won't be denied. I can give you a (h 1ld that will carry on your name. And with both our genetics, he's guaranteed to be perfect. And think just how cute I'd look pregnant! My tits will get huge, I'll get an adorable tummy bump. And of course, the sex will be amazing as always. Throw away the condoms, honey. Let's get down to business and procreate.