Page 9 of The Champion
Cramps...check.
Discharge...check.
Sudden gush of fluids...doublecheck.
Scared shitless...triplecheck.
Standing there reading these signs of labor, I realized Iwas now standing in yet another puddle of water and scared shitless.
This can’t be happening.
“Oh Jameson,” I yelled from the bathroom as though I wascalling a dog in from outside.
He didn’t answer.
If he thought he was sleeping through this, he was out ofhis damn mind. This was one shit storm I wasn’t handling alone.
Opening the door to our master bedroom, I tossed the bookat his head, not caring at that point if it hurts him or not. Of course, ithits him in the back of the head with a thump.
“Oww...fuckSway, why in the hell did you do that?” He asked rubbing his head and glaring.“That hurt.”
I must have looked rather hideous because when he lookedat me, his mouth dropped open in shock.
There I was, with just a bra on standing in the doorwayto our bathroom in a puddle of water. My hair probably looked like a haystackand I’m pretty sure my nipples were leaking again. I checked just to make sure...Yep, leaking.
Great, now I needed to change my bra too. I threwmy arms up in the air once again, frustrated with my lack of body control.
“Mmm, since you’re up...”Jameson reached for me pulling me onto the bed after I put on a new pair ofunderwear. “you have some serious make-up sex to do.”
“My water broke.”
“I’ll get you a new one.” He said yanking me down. “Backto the make-up sex,”
“No, I’m serious. My water broke.”
“And I told you I’d get you a new one tomorrow. Get overhere...” his expression of lust changedrather suddenly when he felt my lack of body control leaking on him. “Did youpee on me?”
“What are you?” I slapped him across the face. “I toldyou my water broke!”
“Well shit...” hetook in my appearance again, comprehension flashed when I turned on the lightand untangled myself from him. “Are you...?”
“Either that or I’ve peed my body weight in piss. Getyour ass up!” I yelled walking over to the dresser to find some clothes towear.
Jameson was rambling incoherently and pacing across ourbedroom as he tried to find clothes to wear. It wasn’t long before I wasstaring at him naked and then the reality of the situation hit me. I was inlabor and couldn’t be focusing on a camshaft.
After all, that camshaft was the reason I sprung a leakin the first place.
2.Bell Housing – Sway
Bell Housing – Acover, shaped like a bell, that surrounds the flywheel and clutch that connectsthe engine to the transmission.
Every time I thought about going into labor...I didn’t think it would happen on Christmasday nor did I expect it would be anything likethis. I wasn’t preparedfor the pain nor was I prepared for unprepared we were.
Jameson was wound up and I was a basket case with an egg,the egg being the baby if that didn’t make sense.
“It’s fucking freezing out here!” Shivering, he rubbedhis hands together once he was inside the car.
“Jameson, just calm down,” I glanced down at his barelegs and giggled as we sat in the Expedition.
