Chapter 96

At Cindy’s request, John went in for an operation to attempt to reverse his vasectomy. It was suggested to the brides that anybody who didn’t desire to get pregnant, should probably have their tubes tied. Sheila chose this option because of her age, Judy chose it for reasons of personal preference. Because of Steve’s vasectomy she chose not to have any children. Mae chose this option as well, also because of age. As did Jean.

Cindy, Theresa, Alice, Amy, Sally, Candice and Heather made the choice to have themselves inseminated. Surprisingly all the procedures were successful. This was followed by the natural conception of Andrea by Bill.

It was an interesting time at the silo with eight pregnant women around. The women all swelled to seemingly gigantic proportions, even the triplets. John’s seed producing unusually large children.

John and the rest of the men and women made the expectant mothers all feel that they were still attractive, making love to them up to the minute that the doctors denied them further intercourse, and then anything that would induce abdominal contractions. Even so emotions were on the ragged edge by the time the ninth month rolled around.

Due to their small body dimensions —which got considerably bigger on the top— and the concealed fact of multiple conceptions, the triplets were first to deliver by Caesarian Section. Alice being the first. John was in an utter state of shock when he learned of his twin daughters; named Amy and Andrea. Amy came next and presented him with three sons; named Scott, Jim and Steve. Bill started to get very nervous, but Andrea presented him with a large healthy baby girl; named Alice.

Theresa was the first to contract natural labor pains. She presented John with a son; named Kevin. She was followed in quick succession by Heather, Candice and Sally, who each presented him with daughters; named Cindy, Mae and Theresa respectively.

Cindy came last, two weeks overdue. The doctors about to put their foot down about her multiple conception that she had hidden from John. She chose to deliver naturally, much to her doctor’s dismay and over John’s very verbal and repeated protests. She presented John with both a daughter and a son. It almost cost her her life. It did cost her the chance for future children.

Through each child birth, John patiently held the women’s hands as they alternately shifted between vows of eternal love and calling him a low down dirty son of a bitch! In the end all returned to their vows of eternal love.

John spent two days sitting by Cindy’s bedside holding her hand until the doctors were well satisfied that she would pull through. He didn’t want to leave then, but Sheila dragged him away promising that she would not be unattended by her family. She held him tenderly in her arms at a nearby hotel as he passed out from exhaustion. Continuing to hold him and gently caress him as he slept. Indeed, the vigil at the hospital was taken up by Catarina, Bianca and Shannon in shifts.

John was back in twelve hours, having slept for eleven of them. Sheila wouldn’t let him return until he ate some breakfast. He was there when Cindy regained consciousness. She suddenly squeezed his hand and opened her eyes to look at him.

“Hey you ... Have we met?” she asked groggily.

John smiled at her and held up his ring finger, now adorned with a single gold band adorned with fifteen emeralds.

“Oh, you’re married. Such a pity as you’re such a handsome gentleman.” she said.

“To you. First, remember? The White House and the Lincoln Bedroom? Our vows were read by the Chief Justice of the Supreme Court?” John said.

“Oh, yeah. That really happened? I thought it was a dream.” Cindy said, trying to smile.

“Every day since I met you has been like that for me ... Why did you have to go and pull that fool stunt? I could have lost you.” John asked, tears rolling down his cheeks.

Cindy slipped her hand out of his and caught one on her finger, moving it to her lips. She smiled at him and held his hand again.

“I wanted to know what it was like to give birth to your children.” she said.

“Well you almost killed yourself doing it ... The doctors say you ... can’t have anymore.” John said, tears rolling down his cheeks.

Cindy smiled at him.

“That’s okay, two was enough.” she said, trying to chuckle.

She winced a bit and the doctor stepped in.

“Okay, that’s enough excitement for now. She’ll be fine, but she needs to sleep.” he said.

“Guess I’ve got to go. You get better. I love you.” John said.

“and I will love you forever. Can I have a kiss?” Cindy asked.

Despite the tubes leading from her nose, John bent and softly kissed her lips. She slipped her tongue between their lips and then withdrew it. John kissed her forehead and then withdrew. She was smiling at him.

Cindy was back asleep before he left the room. He didn’t go far. Down the hall to see his multiple children and other brides. The last just getting out, the rest cycling in one at a time. At their request, the other mothers were alternating breast feeding Cindy’s children with their own. Sometimes two at a time.

“Have you decided what to name these two darling children?” Theresa asked, one on each of her enlarged breasts.

“I want to let Cindy choose.” John replied, kissing her softly and then each of his children on the forehead.

“Well, It’s a good thing I’m producing lots of milk. Cause they sure are hungry little darlings. You need to teach the boy the difference between nibbling and biting though. I know you know the difference.” she chuckled.