I was feeling sorry for myself and went out to the club to drown my sorrows. I met the cutest bartender. We hit it off pretty well and I worked him until he was ready to give me my next conduit. It took a few tries, but I finally had success. I'm really hoping I don't need to get a fertility treatment every time I'm ready for the next conduit. It's expensive and rather intense. But that will be a few weeks to come. For now, I'm going to focus on taking care of myself and this Cancer baby.
Here's Kingsley shortly after we successfully created our next conduit
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