The rising cost of artificial insemination prohibits some women from extending courses of fertility treatment. Many of those who have tried and failed many times are at their financial and wit’s end. They are now turning to social media for help. They’re seeking donors who are prepared to part with their semen for free. The only catch comes from the men: Most want to perform natural insemination (NI) services with it. It’s got women suspicious and annoyed. They don’t want to be seen as servicing lonely, desperate men. They want their sexual encounter to mean something and they feel that their donor should have honourable intentions when making his deposit.

Sheesh! Is it just me or have I missed something vital here? Honour? Suspicions? All that’s required of a donor is semen. Let’s face it, this is still an artificial method of making a family. It’s not a blossoming romance for goodness sakes!
SHE needs something from HIM and HE needs something from HER. It’s a simple supply and demand market. It doesn’t require relationship-building complications ruining it. Make the damn trade! Altruism is nice but that ship left the dock the moment artificial entered into the picture. It’s time to step it up and forego tradition. Ride that guy’s rigid rod until it’s drained and then giggle your way over to the maternity ward!
Men want sex? (True)
Women want babies! (No more selfish than men who want sex.)
A decent guy with a hard-on and viable sperm is all that’s required — to lift up a skirt and make a delivery. Easy. Free. Quick. Natural. No cold, sharp objects. Why be suspicious of him? Ejaculation is his motive. Sure, it’s not a romantic way of making a child but nothing of this process was meant to be. It’s cheap, done for practicability. Take the goddam sperm for goodness sakes! Cheapness will be forgotten after the pregnancy test comes back positive.
Did you know that a turkey baster easily damages sperm cells? Did you also know that the journey of sperm through the female reproductive tract is designed to test sperm along the way? A woman’s body sorts out good and bad sperm. Of course, the biggest hurdle for all sperm is a woman’s brain. She screens her suitors at the front door. No one gets passed it until she’s ready to receive their magical baby-making ingredient. During fertility treatments though, this part of the process is totally circumvented. Yes, there are attempts to re-establish sexual screening by doing background checks on donors, but a high IQ, good teeth and a pretty face aren’t equal to what a woman can sense from a man when she’s on a date with him, during courtship, or established during intimate relations. (Men with high IQs, good teeth and pretty faces can be assholes too y’know.)
In any city, there are thousands of men ready to inseminate any woman at any moment’s notice. Bucket loads of baby batter are out there, just ready for the taking. A woman doesn’t need social media to get it. She can stand out in the street and drop her pants. It’ll come to her. She’s lucky to be in such a position of power. And another fantastic male feature is their screening process: It’s, let’s say, less picky. Any woman can get herself impregnated. She just has to get past her own head.
Sex.
Such a tiny word — but so complicated for some. A clucky female with depleted finances still needs sperm. If natural insemination is the choice of delivery, all she has to do is invite a male into her space and give him a sexy smile. The rest will be self-sorting. Bitching about men’s motivations is nothing. In fact, it could be seen as a delaying tactic. (Perhaps she fears rejection.)
To make things clear and easier for her, she should assume that men only want her for sex (that’s a good thing). His motivations are purely selfish ones. With that out of the way, she can get on with considering far more important things about her would-be sperm donor: Like whether or not he’s a serial killer.
Five women’s bodies are discovered after the nights of thunderstorms. Their spouses are suspected of the crimes, but it becomes clear that someone else is responsible. There’s no blood and few clues. A storm photographer who specialises in taking pictures of lightning may be the only witness.

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