The Great Unknown

Behind me is a very pregnant Anastasia. 

I am rather alarmed as she clearly seems as she has indeed been pregnant for what could easily seem as four months. Now our encounter has surely not been that long ago. She should, by all reason, only be pregnant, but what should be a few weeks.

So it is out of rather a concern that I lead her back to the bedroom.

"My beloved, how are you feeling?"

"Well, where should I even start. This morning I was only but plagued with what one calls morning sickness. Then after resting for several hours, I did, much to my very annoyance, realize that my clothes do not seem to fit me anymore. Now, you better start explaining to me why this child is growing so fast."

I feel as she starts to dig her nails rather deeply into the skin of my hand as she we enter the room. Now, if I did not know any better, I am guessing that she is not leading me to the bed with the intention of giving me pleasure; she is, in fact, trying