Issue 17 Responding

I found out that I was with child on Halloween. I hadn't put any thought toward what an unexpected pregnancy might look like when you're a political lesbian, but a practical slut.

I had just moved from London to New York for a new job. The world was my oyster, or so I thought. When I considered getting a (free) implant from the National Health Service before I left, I decided against it. Just practice lesbianism, was the mantra I told myself. I had vowed no more cis men and was succeeding to a near 100% accuracy, until I went to a day party and accidentally took one of them home with me.