Chapter 23

Richard scanned her the following day. He expressed surprise at the size of one of the embryos considering they were only one month old. "Hmm, we'll keep a close eye on their progress. What about you? How have you been?"

Lisa said she was fine. Joe was with them this weekend so they went out for dinner that evening and Richard raised the subject of the birth. Shit! Thought Lisa, he thinks it'll be in a month or so. He'll want me to stay for a fortnight when I'm due and I won't go into labour when he expects. How am I going to play this one? She had no answer at the moment but had time to think about it.

Another pleasant weekend followed and although Lisa had planned to entertain Ted the Labrador dog some time during her stay, she had not managed to find a private time with him. Poor Ted! She thought. He'll just have to wait until next week.

On the Monday, the phone rang. "Hello, is that Lisa?" came a voice she didn' t recognise.

"Yes, who's this?" she replied.

"I hope you don't mind me calling like this, but Margaret gave me your number."

"Margaret?" quizzed Lisa.

"Yes. You know Margaret and Jack? They used your... 'er services for her birthday present."

"Oh, yes!" recalled Lisa. "I remember now."

"Well, I just wondered if you were free this week for my birthday? It's on Wednesday."

Lisa smiled. Another Lesbian trick! She was getting popular! "Wednesday is still free. What's your name and where?"

"Call me Angela. Would 8 pm at the Frenchman Hotel be OK. I've booked a room."

"See you there at 8pm. Shall we meet in the bar downstairs? Said Lisa.

"That would be fine. Thank you Lisa. I 'er don't do a lot of well... you know... sex, but I think as it's my birthday... well..."

"See you at eight Angela, " Lisa cut her embarrassment short.

Her driving test was on Thursday, so she had booked lessons for each morning until then. The next knock on the door told her that her instructor had arrived for this morning's lesson.

On Wednesday evening she dressed for her appointment with Angela. She found it very difficult to know exactly what to wear for a woman. Men were easy to please. Basques, stockings and high heels never failed, but women? She put on her most feminine pink bra and matching panties with red suspenders and sheer white stockings. She resisted the urge to wear high heels and put on a pair on black shoes which strapped around her ankles. A puff of very expensive perfume and she was ready. A taxi dropped her outside the hotel and she walked into the bar. Would she spot Angela? She played a game, she called it "spot the lesbian".

It was easy. There was only one woman in the bar. The others were businessmen and travelling salesmen. She could spot them a mile away! And they also spotted her... As soon as she walked through the door, the buzz of conversation died away. Then the whispers and nudges started as the men warned their colleagues of her arrival. Lisa always got a buzz from this treatment, it was the highest form of flattery.

Walking over to the woman she said, "Angela?"

Angela jumped and blushed, "Yes, Lisa is it?"

She introduced herself and motioned to the waiter to bring them both white wine. Angela was a slim woman in her thirties with fair hair that she had bleached blonde. She was not unattractive and Lisa looked forward to smelling her crotch. It was lovely being paid for work like this...

Lisa tried to put her at ease, but it was obvious that Angela had been worrying about her date for some time. After a lot of small talk, Angela asked, "Did you have your baby? Margaret said you were pregnant when you were with her."

"Baby? Thought Lisa. Then she remember the breast milk when she had the kittens growing inside her. "Oh, no. I'm afraid I suffered a miscarriage. I lost that baby."