“Awesome. So I just choke the chicken in a room with a ton of other dudes going at it in their own rooms, too. Hand a cup to the nurse. She seals up the goods. Then, what’s next?” “They do tests on your swimmers.” “They’ll pass. Then you come in, maybe the same day, maybe a few days later?” “Same day. We’d have to time everything to my cycle and when I’m ovulating.” “Fine, so they undress you, prop you up on an exam table, and stick a turkey baster into you?” “You paint a lovely picture of the process.” I hold up a hand, waving her off. “Wait. I’m not done. You’re in nothing but a hospital
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