''You now want to have the baby?'' ''I'm not sure.'' She took a swig of scotch. ''At first I hated the idea of being pregnant, now I like it, like living with you, hanging around like this, my belly showing, it like we are a couple and this is our first child, and I love smoking while pregnant, it so naughty, I wish I could just stay this way, but I'm just going to ger bigger and give birth. I'm still not sure I want to have it, only a passing though of late but I wanted to tell you.'' ''Thank you for doing so, are you think of keeping the baby, you know how I feel about that.'' ''No, I know how you feel and single motherhood does not apeal to me, I need you, our relationship. I promised I would have an abortion but now I kind of like my other idea. I know I could always get pregnant again, when its time and all, I'm just confused right now.'' ''Sounds like, just wait until the end of the sixth month, like you decided before, them make up your mind. I must admit, I enjoy seeing you walk around pregnant with our baby, its sexy yet, I don't know how to express it.'' ''Me too.'' More later
