CHAPTER. 2
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CHAPTER 2
ELLE. P.O.V
I wandered aimlessly that night until I stumbled upon a nearby park. Exhausted, I collapsed onto a bench and fell asleep.
I was jolted awake by someone shaking me. Groggily, I opened my eyes to find a woman around my age standing before me. I sprang up, fearful.
"Please don't hurt me," I begged.
"Shh, I'm not going to hurt you," the woman reassured me. "I was passing by and saw you sleeping here. Are you lost?"
"My name is Jessica," she added with a warm smile.
"I'm Elle," I replied, pouring out my troubles to her. She listened attentively, her expression empathetic.
Jessica invited me to her home, and I gratefully accepted. "Welcome to my house," she said. "It's not much, but you can call it home."
I thanked her, feeling a sense of relief wash over me.
Two months flew by, and I grew to appreciate Jessica's kindness. She'd leave for work late at night and return in the morning. My curiosity got the better of me, and I asked her about her job.
Her response stunned me. "I'm a club stripper."
"What? A stripper?" I exclaimed.
Jessica explained that she didn't sleep with men for money; she danced on stage, and men would throw money at her and touch her. After her performance, the club manager would pay her, and she'd return home.
I was surprised but intrigued. Jessica invited me to join her at the club, but I hesitated, citing my lack of dancing skills. She offered to teach me, but I remained uncertain.
"Will men be touching me too?" I asked.
"Yes, Elle, they will touch you," Jessica replied. "But it doesn't mean they want to sleep with you."
I agreed to go, despite my reservations. Jessica reassured me that not all men were like my uncle, who had r***d and beaten me.
"You don't know anything, Jessica," I said, tears welling up. "He put that fear in me, and I have nightmares every night."
Jessica listened attentively, offering words of comfort.
"Are you not going to get married and have children?" Jessica asked.
"I don't know about marriage, but I love children," I replied. "I can't wait to have mine."
Jessica asked how I planned to have children, and I explained that I could visit a sperm bank.
"What? You'll really do that?" Jessica asked, surprised.
"Why not?" I replied. "People donate sperm to make money every day. Why can't I use that option?"
DANTE P..O.V
"Yo, man! Can I come to your office now?" I asked over the phone.
"Have you thought about it? Okay, I'll be right there," I said, hanging up the call. I hoped Lucas would accept my proposal
Lucas and I had been friends since high school. He became a businessman, while I pursued a career in lab techniques.
I arrived at Lucas's company, L&D, and asked the receptionist if he was in. "Yes, sir," she replied.
I knocked on the door, and Lucas invited me in. "Hi Lucas, hi Dante, sit down," he said.
"So, have you thought about what I said?" Lucas asked.
"What's your answer, Lucas?" I asked.
"My answer is yes, but on one condition, Dante," Lucas replied.
"Okay, what's your condition?" I asked.
"(1) My sperm is to be used only in your lab. (2) Don't send it to the sperm bank for selling," Lucas said.
"Is that all?" I asked.
"Yes, that's all, Dante. Take it," Lucas said.
"Thanks, man. You're my friend, and that's why I'm doing this for you," Lucas added.
"I know, man. Be careful, Dante, if you mess up, you'll pay," Lucas warned.
I left his office, taking Lucas's sperm to my lab for research. A week later, I traveled to Canada to visit my parents and returned the next day.
At my lab, I asked my assistant, "Robert! Where is the sperm I gave you some months ago?"
"The one you put in special storage? Okay, let me get it for you," Robert replied.
"Boss, I can't find it," Robert said.
"What do you mean you can't find it? You put it in special storage," I exclaimed.
"I don't know, boss. I went to check, but it's not there," Robert said.
I panicked, thinking Lucas would kill me. "Call Daniel for me right now," I ordered.
"Okay, boss."
"Lucas will kill me. Why is the semen not here?" I muttered to myself.
"Boss, you called me," Daniel said, entering the room.
"Yes, Daniel. When you came for the sperm, did you open the special storage?" I asked.
"Yes, boss. I saw one of the sperm in there, so I took it," Daniel replied.
"That sperm is not meant for selling," I said.
"I didn't know, boss. They told me to bring out every single one of them," Daniel explained.
"Where did you send it?" I asked.
"I sent it to the sperm bank," Daniel replied.
I rushed to the sperm bank, anxious to know if they had sold Lucas's sperm. "Lisa, show me the last month's chart."
"Okay, sir."
I scanned the chart, searching for sperm (L). "Sorry, sir. Someone came for it one month ago."
"What! Can I have the person's details?" I asked.
Lisa handed me the details, and I took them, leaving the hospital. It had been a year since I started searching for the woman who bought Lucas's sperm. I finally found out she was a stripper, but she no longer worked at her favorite club.
I had to tell Lucas about this. I would call him and let him know I was coming over.
ELLE P.O.V
It's been two years since I became a stripper. Life as a stripper is good, but it's not easy. The pay is good, and I earn enough to support myself. I've even moved out of Jessica's place and now own a two-bedroom apartment and a car.
I'm getting ready to meet the girls, Jessica and Lena. Lena is a friend I met at the club. She's had a similar experience with men, even attempting to commit suicide. She felt alone in the world, unsure of what life had in store for her.
That was until she overheard two women discussing how they underwent insemination to have children. The idea stuck with her, and she went through with the procedure. Now, she has two beautiful children, Jerry and Sharon.
Lena introduced me to the idea, and I told her I'd think about it. So, I called Jessica to meet me at Lena's place.
I knocked on the door, and Lena opened it. "Hey Elle, hi Lena. Is Jessica here?" I asked.
"Yes, she just arrived," Lena replied.
"Where are Jerry and Sharon?" I asked.
"They're spending the weekend with a friend," Lena said.
Jessica walked in, and we exchanged greetings. "Hey Elle, what's up?" Jessica asked.
We all settled down on the couch. "Girls, I've decided to go for it," I said.
"Really, Elle?" Lena asked.
"Are you ready to be a mom?" they both asked.
"Yes, I'm ready," I said, and they hugged me.
"I'm happy for you, Elle," Lena said.
"Gosh, I'm going to be called an aunt!" Jessica exclaimed, and we all laughed.
"I'm also going to be the godmother," Lena added.
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