Go round

It was a beautiful spring night, and he walked hand in hand with his new wife, enjoying the smell of new blossoms and a low fresh breeze. He was nervous, though, and he felt the same tension in his wife.

“Are you sure you want to do this, honey? We can always go through the adoption route. Who knows, maybe the doctor is wrong?”
“Sweetie, I’ll always love you, but I am a woman and I need a c***d. The doctor clearly said that your sperm doesn’t match my egg [ok so this is not a biological reality – but this is a story], so this is the only way without waiting years for the adoption process. Also, think of what you could be doing for all the other women facing the same thing. Give a little honey, to me and to them.”

They walked a few more blocks and turned into an adult bookshop. Inside, it appeared like every adult shop in a red-light district, but everywhere they turned they were seeing young couples, hand in hand, browsing the shelves, but looking nervous and obviously waiting. They approached the counter, and handed over a ticket. The clerk mentioned in a quiet soothing voice to wait for two bells, and then all women proceed to the door in the back of the shop. After a while three bells will signal the men to enter.