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'I thank u very much for delivering my baboo.' Gambia said gratefully as I interlocked our hands. I smiled and looked over to where her baby daughter was laying down.

'what will you name her then?' I said, trying not to smirk as I could see Gambia's cleavage. She leaned forward even more and my eyes widened before she sighed in relief again. I waited patiently as she finished weeing in the tin bowl I had given her.

'i will name her Darren because she is my little Darren.' She chimed happily as I nodded my head to show her, that the choice of name was excellent. I kissed Gambia's cheek. The other nurses didn't mind my affectionate tactics as they calmed the women down. Also I got a thrill out of it too so bonus for me.

'I must go before my husband gets home.' Gambia said and my heart sank as I took in her words. Well obviously she would be taken if she a baby, my conscious sneered. I watched Gambia get dressed before she fled the scene with little Darren in sight.

I looked at the cheap, knockoff watch attached to my hairy, fat arm and gasped. I needed to go. NOW. I hurriedly leapt out the room before giving a flirty wink to the receptionist who was turning 68 tomorrow.

I started running in the direction of my house and started puffing out. This was too much for me

I couldn't walk anymore. I dragged my feet on more before I saw my house which was no bigger than a room and walked in. I grabbed my clothes and took my nurse outfit off before getting ready for my next job.

No one knew yet. This was my secret...

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