Folding washing in the laundry together, Asma and yourself discuss potential names in light of her upcoming pregnancy. When the topic of who the it may look like comes up, Asma mutters that its unlikely to look like you. After some further pressing on the topic, she asks you to remember what your sex life was looking like 9 months ago.... Remember how you wanted to let go of the reigns and let another man take control of your wife? Remember how you wanted to see her with another man? That happened, remember? And even though you'd agreed that Asma would organise a condom, her favourite Bull could never fit into one so they'd often play without. He's so big and fertile after all, isnt it likely that the pregnancy is his? Especially in comparison to you, being a little smaller, with a low sperm count and needing a condom to help extend your sessions? Asma