“You did what?!” my mother yelled, her eyes wide with anger as she slammed something onto the table.“I got it, okay? I found that bastard at the club,” Sandra replied, not hiding her defensive tone. “It was easy. He was with that woman... that blonde he’s always going out with. I approached them, flirted a bit, and it didn’t take long before we ended up in one of the rooms.”“And then? What happened?” my mother pressed, impatience growing in her voice.Sandra sighed. “Inside, I put the medication in his drink. It worked. He was completely out of it, didn’t know what was going on. We did what had to be done, but...”“But what, damn it?”“He insisted on using a condom,” Sandra said, almost spitting the words out. “Even while drugged, he wouldn’t give in. So all I got was his sperm... in the condom.”My mother snorted. “That’s not a problem! We’ve talked about this, Sandra. We have the syringe, we can do the insemination.”“I know, mom, I know! But the problem was after...” Sandra start
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