Chapter 15: My Android Talks to My Belly, But My Uterus is Boycotting

“My love, I’m feeling horny, but I recoil at your touch. Please don’t leave me!” Dan looked at her sympathetically. “Sweets, I love you forever. I will never leave you, even when you’re itchy, bitchy, and cross. We will recover from all this medical manipulation, and restore our home sex palace! Don’t ever doubt me. I’m loyal, and I bring you tiny chocolate treats. Let’s go shower (carefully) and dress, and see what’s ready for breakfast.”

Grace and Darcy were learning the ins and outs of her implanted devices. There were hiccups in the bluetooth links, but they were corrected. Grace was feeling more stable, and the first period was only partly awful. Weekly statistics were emailed to Dr. Adams, and Grace began to feel more confident.

Meanwhile, Dan completed his semester exams. He oscillated between confident and fretful. But the results arrived by email, and he had pretty good grades after all. He decided to challenge a course in the next semester. It wasn’t critically important, and he intended to just take the final exam for the course grade.

Christmas brought the families together. Grace and Dan attended midnight mass with her parents, siblings, and of course Uncle Hugo. Darcy and Ed hosted a warm gathering and dinner with Thomas, his girlfriend, Dré, her friend Pam, and of course Grace and Dan. Before the end of the evening, Ed handed envelopes to Dré and Dan.

At home, Grace and Dan opened the envelope. Inside were two checks, post-dated to January 2nd, $15 thousand each from Ed and from Darcy. A post-it explained, “New tax year. CPA says give up to the $15000 federal limit. Fix up Sex Palace. Make Grandbabies. We love you.”

Grace: “Awww, they’re so sweet. We have to thank them. But first, I need to puke.” She ran to the bathroom and spewed. Dan: “Sweets! What’s wrong?” “All that rich food backed up on me. And I’m going into PMS. Forgive me?” “Of course, I will always be there to hold your hair and clean your vomit.” “And they say romance is dead,” smiled Grace.

Grace called in for Dr. Adams the next morning. “I thought this could happen. We need to goose your insulin pump before you PMS.” Grace took down the instructions. Then she called Darcy. She heard, “Mmph” and tittered. “Merry Christmas, Dad.” “Mmph, here’s Darcy.”

“Like I said to Dan, ‘And they say romance is dead.’ Did you wear out my Daddy?” “No, Grace, he just over-indulged. I’ll wear him out tonight when he feels better.” “Urrhhif?” came through the phone. “Down, boy,” Darcy chuckled. “So, what’s up?” “I want to get out and do something fun. It’s my day off and Dan is on break. Any ideas?”

“I’ll think about it, and pick you up in an hour. Dress warmly!”

When she arrived, she was wearing some kind of warm snow suit, with a collar of fake fur around her face. A knit hat and sunglasses showed she was prepared. Let’s take your Bliss, in case there’s snow on the road. Off they went, with Darcy giving directions.

At length, they reached a farmhouse and barn. “This is my buddy Suzie, she owns this ranch. Suzie, meet Grace and Dan, who are slated to give me grandchildren.” “Yeah, no pressure,” said Grace.

“Suzie has horses here, and acres of space to ride them. Grace has some belly devices, so we’ll be careful with her.” Suzie spoke up: Grace is going on Walnut, he’s my most reliable and stable mount. I’ll be riding Ornerie as usual, she and I have reached an understanding: she will behave, and I won’t kick her. Darcy, you’re on B-B, like usual. And Dan, you’re pretty big, I’m putting you on Oak. Now, tell me about your experiences. Dan?” “I had lessons at summer camp. I got up to trail riding a few miles.” “And Grace?” “Well, my mother wanted me to be a model.” Suzie: “What? You’re too pretty to be a model.” Dan: “That’s what I say.” “So I learned how to sit on a horse and walk around some. It was hard to spread my legs that far.”

Suzie said, “Don’t worry, Walnut is a peaceful beast, and you’ll be ready for your close-ups.” Dan chuckled. “Ignore him, he’s just the help.”

As predicted, the ride was pleasant and serene. Dan couldn’t help taking a few photos of his beloved riding in the woods. “I hope Dan and I can return here, with Darcy of course. I think Walnut and I are BFFs now. Do we have apples? Oh, I see. Here you go, Walnut. Look, Dan, his teeth are almost as big as yours!”

Inside the farmhouse they had a quick pee and then piled into Bliss for the return trip. “I loved tha... “ Grace fell asleep. “How is she doing, Dan?” “I think the new doctor is on the right track. Privately, she tells me eight more weeks and she will put me up for stud service.” Bliss hummed along, lulling her mistress as they followed the route back to town.