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Knock Me Up
(Kelly Addams)

Kimberley was hot.

But sometimes even hot chicks struggle to get what they need. 

It might have had something to do with her crazy look, she dressed in a style that raised eyebrows and provoked gasps. From her wild streaked afro weave and her shockingly vivid make-up, to clothes that were selected to clash with her smooth ebony skin. 

Garish some called her, eccentric said others, but whatever people's opinion they were all together on one point, they all thought the twenty-two year old half Jamaican chick was just too odd to get intimate with.

And that was the seat of the problem she discussed with her best, and probably only true friend Helen.

"I want a family." she had started, "A baby to be exact."

"So start dating." lily white, and very blonde Helen had replied.

Kimberley shook her head and sighed softly. "That's not really an option for me, you see, I don't want a husband, I don't even want a boyfriend... I just want a baby."

"But you'll want a husband eventually?" Helen questioned softly and avoided eye contact, she harboured a secret desire too, one that she had never revealed.

Kimberley shook her head and the smallest of smiles flickered on her friend's lips. "I don't think I ever will, I guess I want the family thing but with the male half missing."

"Maybe, deep down you want the female half?" Helen commented as casually as she could, what she was hearing built hopes that she never dared to dream could ever become a reality.

Kimberley shrugged, then a distance entered her dark chocolate eyes and the corners of her mouth twitched, just the briefest of smiles, blink and you would miss the reaction... but Helen hadn't blinked, and she hadn't missed.

"So what you're saying is that you want to get knocked up, then wave goodbye and watch him walk away forever!"

Kimberley turned to face her friend and brushed a white curl of hair from her eye.

"Yeah, I guess that's pretty accurate."

"So if you want to get pregnant, why not try a sperm bank."

Kim shuddered. "That was my first thought, but somehow I worry that I might look at my baby as some kind of freak, you know what I mean, no sex yet there's the baby... that's just creepy!"

"So a one night stand?" Helen offered, "Get picked up, fuck him bareback then forget he exists."

"Another option," Kimberley nodded, "And I did consider it, but if I did that I would still have an image of the father in my mind... I'm asking for too much aren't I."

"So let me get this straight Kim," Helen said cautiously, "You want to get pregnant... naturally, but you don't want to be sure who the father is?"

"Exactly."