Aiko. Tales of Full Contact. Part 1 Donor

I noticed him from the far corner of the banquet hall. We were all having drinks before the heavy meetings tomorrow. I liked the fabric I picked for my cocktail dress. He noticed I was staring.

Snifter in his left hand.

He looked so handsome.

I smiled.

We were going to have a conversation.


- Hello.

- Hello!

- I saw you staring at me, and I…

- Yeah. You look very handsome. I like looking at you. Where are you from, stranger?

- I’m Australian.

- Oh. Nice. You look very good. I like you.

- Oh, you look very nice too and…

- No, no. No need to say that. We all look like anime robots, haha.

- Oh, not at all. So… why else were you looking at me? What else? Besides that you like me?

- Oh, nothing. I see that you are married.

- Ah… yeah…


His hands moved as if to hide his ring.


- Oh, no. No, it’s ok. I was just thinking… to ask if you could be my sperm donor.

- Huh?…

- Yes. I was just thinking that. Nothing else, really.


Eyes opened wide. Confusion. A bit of anger. Hard to tell.


- What kind of thing is that to say?

- Oh, no, no. Don't get mad. No.. not now of course.


He froze. Stood still. Staring. I liked looking at his eyes.


- Maybe later? I just need a little bit.


I showed him with my fingers. My hands are very small. It looked like a tiny amount.


- Sorry! I asked for a little bit. Just a little sperm. See you later!


I smiled.


The next morning, I was leading the meeting. I had to greet every attendee piling through the door.

- Hi. I believe we’ve met already.

- Ah? You think so? No… I don’t think so.


I looked at him.

A complete stranger.

On the way to his seat.

Passing by.


- No, no. Remember? Yesterday…

- Mmm. No, don't think so.

Ok.

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