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Posts: 613 (01/12/08 14:38:46) Administrator Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	For those easily shocked, pay attention. This book is in story form and should not be taken too literally. You guessed it, the more people gossip the more website traffic! (Want something to gossip about? Try the 9/11 conspiracy (click here) or play it safe and ridicule the little people who want to become parents) While you weep, laugh and become stunned by the events in this book, reading it will save you time and could easily save you thousand of dollars. Aside from discovering our website www.oneinsix.com this eBook should be your second most important move towards that elusive goal of parenthood. Be armed, be ready, preferably before you ship out. Don't say we didn't told you so! A word of caution - it's a book! Our story amongst hundreds could be told here. If you are of a weak disposition or suffer from high horse mentality do not read any further. Based on a true story, literary license can go a long way not that we used it extensively or at all. Those that hang on to every word and sentence written here will find themselves no time for other duties save being judgmental on what goes for the disease which is childlessness. If one prefers controversy and shocking tales then we suggest the following books be added to your 'to read' list - the Bible or the Torah or the 9/11 Commission report amongst others. As for the literary agents rejections, Tom Cruise will only be too happy to take up Bobby's role, especially in chapter 5. Two Flew Over A Cuckoo's Nest - The 1 in 6 Story (Free eBook to those that have donated to our website!) General Overview (scroll half-way down page for the shortened version of actual book) This book will be about our desperate attempts to have a baby seemingly at all costs. We have been through 5 IVF failures in England, 7 failed surrogacy attempts in Mumbai, 2 failed surrogacy attempts in Gujarat and we're onto our tenth clinical surrogacy attempt. Blackmailed by two British surrogates. Robbed, extorted and conned by Indians abroad. The 'mother' of all lies given to our mum dying of cancer with a fake pregnancy report. Supernatural events, exorcism and snake-medicine peddlers. Incidents in a red-light area and to spice it up there was XXX with .... er, this part is too hot to ever place here! Can this be truth? Or is this part of show business? Buy the book and see for yourself! Brief Chapter Summary The Introduction Chapter 1. The First Few Steps Our initial expectations and the five failed test-tube attempts in England which scuppered all our future enjoyments and trappings of a normal family life. The hocus-pocus, exorcisms, herbal medicine, reliance on 'holy' persons and confidence on religious faith. All part of a 'normal' child-free existence. (scroll half way down the page for excerpts) Chapter 2. The Surrogacy Market The bleak surrogacy options facing childless couples in the UK and the costs of just sitting on the shelves next to cans of baked beans at a supposedly helpful UK Surrogacy Organization. Akin to a cattle market except there wasn't any cattle. Advertising was against the law but what else were we to do to find our surrogate? So we advertised and set up a website. (scroll half way down the page for excerpts) Chapter 3. The Blackmails We consider ourselves fortunate that we did not proceed with the British surrogates that approached us. Smelt a rat, but blind we were to go along with it, the thought sends shivers to think what might have happened. Blackmailed for money by a British asian surrogate and side tracked by another English rose who thought twice upon finding out we were not white. Thinking back did we really stood chance of goal when the goal-post always kept moving? (scroll half way down the page for excerpts) Chapter 4. Two Flew Over a Cuckoo's Nest So began our search for a surrogate abroad in India through classified columns in Indian national newspapers. We did not help ourselves by narrowing our criteria to such an extent but there seemed one good candidate and so we booked our flight and packed our bags and left the storm clouds of England unknowingly in to a force 9 hurricane of a ride in India. (scroll half way down the page for excerpts) Chapter 5. ------ with an Angel - The Unreported Surrogacy To what lengths should anybody go in order to have their baby? This chapter was deliberately kept 'under cover' and not spoken about or hinted at even on our own website. And for a very good reason! This will be one of the main talking point and hence selling point of the book. Come to think of it, Bobby's experience in India wasn't that bad at all! Nikki's experience on the other hand, well she's still living it and continues to remind Bobby of it and he has the bruises to show. (scroll half way down the page for excerpts) Chapter 6. India 2005 - Angel with a Broken Wing This was our first 'official' surrogacy attempt. Yes, that same lady from the previous chapter features. This surrogate had her arm in a plaster cast having being broken from a riding accident perhaps an omen of sorts. Took her to a fertility clinic in Mumbai. Her father died, her family discovered her desire to be our surrogate so she pulled out. Back at our hotel the reception woman turned out to be a Reiki Healing teacher who taught us the first degree before miraculously disappearing. The return of the surrogate after a round of séance. Arriving home we best thought to visit a catholic church to give our thanks to the lord in giving us this beautiful Indian catholic surrogate. No sooner than we got back home from the church we received a phone call and a negative pregnancy test. Amen to that. Chapter 7. India 2006 - Surrogacy Attempt #2 As it turned out our surrogate had very poor quality eggs and few in numbers but we requested the doctor to reuse her a second time as she was now becoming a friend of ours. We think. The year did not get off to a good start as our mother was becoming seriously ill. A mix up with the cycle dates of our surrogate meant an air ticket purchased went to waste. Bobby bought a second air ticket a month later. The surrogate now had a job which meant playing games with our schedule. 8 hour wait for a taxi at Mumbai airport. A phone call from Nikki saying mother was diagnosed with cancer. I had only 3 days in India, barely enough for me to purchase white funeral attire for my family back home along with a garland to hang over a possible portrait of our late mother. We all knew what was coming. A third visit to India in May to continue what was rapidly becoming a joke. The surrogate went missing when it came time to implant, again poor quality embryos. It was all a shambles and as our mother was dying, Bobby alone in his hotel could do nothing to save this situation except to lie to his mother and family in UK that all was well and that twins are on the way... Mother died, I gave a shocking speech at the funeral. And to cap it off, our friend the surrogate rang us from her call centre workplace selling us a cell phone. She got the commission. Again you could not have made this up! Chapter 8. The Mother of all Lies As if 2005 wasn't awful enough for us, right from the start 2006 was heading into another nightmare. Mother's deterioration and a race for time. Could we possibly get some good news this time? Even if we had to lie? Which of course we did. As our relatives assembled to see our mother perhaps for the last time, we persuaded our friend, our surrogate to do us a favor and that was to call mother from India to say she was expecting a baby. Twins to be exact. Turned out to be the last positive thing our surrogate did for us. We also needed evidence of some sort so we begged our Indian doctor to give us a sonography scan of somebody else's twins so that we can show mother. Mum was pleased, she heard this on her hospital bed and mumbled something like "god helped out in the end". Bobby cried. Job done. Mother did not get to see the fake scan of the fake twins, Bobby never got home in time to show it to her. She laid still on the slab, mattered not Bobby showed it even though mother's eyes were shut. I'm sure she knew all along it was a lie. Blood and vomit was all that was left of mum . The lie helped ease the grief for the rest of the family. Bobby wrote the eulogy on the plane home and shocked the congression at the crematorium. The difficult part is living with this burden until we make amends. This time with a real pregnancy with a real surrogate. Turned out not to be anytime soon. Chapter 9. To Hell With It It was a dark time. Mother was dead. Took her remains to Punjab and poured it in a river. That did not go smoothly funnily enough with spillage of the smashed duty-free bottle all over the holy ground! With no surrogate or donor we printed and distributed leaflets everywhere and knocked on doors. Rich pickings for greedy Indian con-men and ripe for extortion. Bobby's search took him to social workers, hospitals, churches, the Red Cross and the red-light areas with all it's delights and charms. Why didn't it occur to me earlier that we can use the clinic's surrogate and the clinic's donor? Perhaps we could've just found a donor and use the clinic's surrogate which would have been easier. Bobby was so wrapped up in his own world, in his personal crusade to find a surrogate on his own. This hunt for a woman who could both be our surrogate and donate eggs was obviously going to end up fruitless. Four months later he came back wizened, empty handed and thankfully disease free. Chapter 10. India 2007 - Surrogacy Attempt #3 A contact in India showed us a girl who wanted to be our donor. Bobby looked at her and in blind desperation shrugged 'what the heck'. This was a mistake as on second viewing this time in daylight she was quite dark. Took her to see our doctor, I think the car broke down five times, we had to push the car many times. It was the turning of 2007 and it seemed we were in for another nightmare start. On the way home we ended up in the cabin of a truck, all seven of us! Don't ask how, it was a circus act.You could not have made this up. In the end I gave the donor some money so that we could get rid of her. Came back home and none the wiser. An email from the doctor spoke of a possible donor. She was 'healthy' and quite pale and educated which was a good start. Go ahead we said, crank up the engine. Bobby went in April, made some new friends at a Sikh temple, things looked promising. The donor wanted double pay which we agreed to. Implanted 6 embryos. Waited for the results. It was my wife's birthday on May 1. Sitting in the temple, I got the bad news from the clinic. I was cursed twice. My wife thought I must have been shagging some woman as I did not reply to any of her by now angry cell phone messages. Didn't have the heart to tell we weren't going to have a baby again anytime soon. Chapter 11. India 2007 - Surrogacy Attempt #4 So let's see, our first two failures was down to poor eggs and low egg numbers, the third was good quality but average in count. Looks like progress on any other day! We used the first woman twice so why not reuse our current woman. Okay so this donor who was of the 'upper class' divorced with a daughter of her own and not lacking for money! She just came back from Hong Kong, presumably paid for with our money. The doctor doubled the drug dosage on her meaning more cost for us. Bobby's new friends at the Sikh temple took him on a 9 hour coach trip to a Sikh Holy place where miracles are said to happen. Well they obviously never heard of us. Paid for prayers, paid for kitchen supplies, volunteered for charity work etc. My good deeds as it turned out was ignored again. Greediness, betrayals and other undevout goings on inside the temple let alone outside, our faith in our own religion of Sikhism was torn. Let down, red-light district beckoned. Chapter 12. India 2007 - Surrogacy Attempts #5 and #6 Bobby did not leave India but extended his stay to incorporate another surrogacy attempt. Number five. He did not tell Nikki about the failure instead said it was delayed for another few weeks. The doctor emailed us the profiles of new donors. I chose one. Later on the doctor suggested another donor for us, he meant to say why not have both surrogates on the go? Number six. Meaning it would cost us extra. Gave my semen sample again, getting to be a habit this. To attempt to get two surrogates pregnant from two different donors, let me see, that's 4 different woman not counting my wife! What would be the complications if all got pregnant? Was the doctor serious? Did he really wanted to see the backs of us? Apparently so, letting us cross that bridge when/if we ever get there. Seemed the risk wasn't no where as risky as thought. I had to explain to my wife about the money I took from her bank account to pay for the second surrogate. Got home and received the dreaded cell phone message. Seems we're doomed forever as incredulously none of them got pregnant. As a side note, my so called contact friend in India decided to not return my cell phone. I got shot of her as my guide and interpreter enabling me to save money to which she then retaliated shouting "Pray you never have a baby!" A nasty woman indeed but how true. How very true. Chapter 13. India 2007 - Surrogacy Attempt #7 By now we were clearly on auto-pilot. If it wasn't for the fact that we are providing 50% of patients to the clinic through our website the doctors at the clinic wouldn't even touch us with a barge pole. We were clearly affecting their success rates but I'm sure they needed us just as much as we needed them. Sure we could've gone to another clinic taking their customers with us where we could've got payments for bringing in western patients. That's an issue I can take up with them at a later date. Right now I must take another donor and surrogate off their books and basically ruin their festive season along with ours. How's that for a Diwali and Christmas? Bobby booked his flight, gosh his passport must be hidden under stamps and stickers! Implanted 9 embryos the most we ever had. My old contact now a spiteful viper must be happy to know that I have been failing. On my last trip I told my hotel worker friend that if ever she comes asking for me and she has no doubt regretting things, that to say to her "You have missed the boat!" Implying that Bobby's surrogate is expecting and she will not benefit in any payouts and gifts. Yet another lie which I have to make good. This time it was Christmas with my wife. And was it a good Christmas? Er, yes and no! Chapter 14. India & UK 2008 Our current events which can be read http://1in640715.yuku.com/topic/470 www.oneinsix.com If you find this site useful the Donation Button took 6 years to develop. What's another 9 months hey :) Plz Support if you can. eBook sent to the following: Jules&Gina, Xueyan, Sadia, GAURAV, GULNAZ, Dieter&Corinnex2, LINDSAY, Peterx2, Lisax3, Paul, Dr Marcus, Richard, Julie, Peter&Helen. Watch my youtube Star Wars trailer! 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1 in 6	The Introduction	#1	[-]
Posts: 619 (01/22/08 13:53:37) Administrator Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	I think my head would have exploded had I not written this book. Too much had happened for me not to share this with others. The past few years were a nightmare that we had to continually pinch ourselves for the unbelievability of it all. You'll discover for yourself the sheer stupidity of the situations we found ourselves in and hopefully by the book's end come out smiling whilst opening up the eyes and ears of everyone to the world of surrogacy and to the world of the childless. One might say much of this book would make for unpleasant reading but with the unfolding of our story I have tried as I have done so on our website, to inject a little humor which I hope I have succeeded in doing. If the spell-checker could have a sense of humor it would surely nod in agreement. We are no different from any other couple with only the one thing missing from our lives, one really big thing, well a tiny thing to be more precise. Each and everyone of us has stories that could be told and there are never two cases totally alike but there is one common thread linking our story to many other couples and that is this burning desire to have a baby and that seemingly at any cost. I am Bobby Bains, my wife Nikki we are 43 and 42 years old respectively. Nikki works as a PA to a senior partner in a law firm. A mouthful, but I'm quite sure indispensable to her boss. Whereas I have shunned any working responsibility for the past several years to set up a website called www.oneinsix.com, well that's my excuse anyway. The title of '1-in-6' refers to the statistical chances a person having some sort of fertility problem. We first introduce ourselves, how we came to be, our health, our background and how our marriage, incredibly some would say lasted through the thick and thin mostly thin over the past several years. We married relatively late in our lives hailing from an Indian background the pressure to get married earlier was evident, so too was it to have a baby. But our parent's sound advise which by the way they usually are fell on very deaf ears. We had met each other without the aid of our parents via, and this was before the age of the internet, on a newspaper dating page. Though the lost and found newspaper column would have been more suitable. The one area where we wished we had listened to our parents was in the grandchildren making department which tragically for our part was too late as far as mother was concerned. The clock stops for nobody and at the risk of being blunt and brutal, not having any children signals the end of this particular family tree. Perhaps that is not such a bad thing as looking back at our lives did we really make the most of it all? Pretty sure our forefathers would be tut-tutting and our late dear mother's head shaking down at us from the heavens saying "I told you so." On the plus side we have Nikki. She is especially good with babies and would make the perfect mum. Yes, how many times have we heard this before but there's no other describing Nikki except to say she is both beautiful and the most perfect daughter-in-law any parent could possibly wish for their son. How lucky then is Bobby? How she has coped without having a child of her own and managed to keep a lid on her emotions god only knows. But from a male perspective coming into a brick wall, a full stop, adios amigo etc. it is not an option so I must do something and do it quickly even if it means that our family and our friends raise eyebrows or have suspicions and have 'not ours' stamped all over the poor baby. Besides we have mother, our descendants and more than enough well wishers on our side so the opinions of others does not or should not matter. One has to always keep things in perspective and always have a good sense of humor which we hope comes across well in this book. To summarize our fertility problem in one word it would be 'unexplained' as our consultant said and it was this verdict that sent us on an expensive journey both here and abroad, the horrors and the joys of trying to find us a surrogate and an egg donor. I'm afraid you do get what you pay for in this world. An amazing coincidence is that we are both Celiacs, meaning that we are allergic to certain food products. Namely wheat, barley and rye. Foods we have to avoid range from pizza, sausages, breads, cakes, pasta you name it we can't eat it so just don't ask what we eat as it would be a lot easier to spell out what we can eat instead. As if this wasn't bad enough, we were both vegetarians! No meat, fish, eggs, gelatin or alcohol. Well to tell the truth we were vegetarians for a few years but that's another story and another instance of trying everything to appease the gods as we hadn't stopped eating meat for any green ethical or medical reason but because we were desperate for a baby and so decided to favor almighty in this way. A lot of sacrifices, still it was for a worthy cause. As we stand now, Nikki eats everything which is not saying much as she barely eats at all. And Bobby has stuck to the self-imposed meat free diet until the delivery of the baby and it has been what seven years since Bobby tasted chicken. The bacon sandwiches he makes for Nikki is always tempting. It certainly is a strange way of having a baby. Goes to show how desperate or foolish one can really become to fulfill desires. We were diagnosed with this celiac disease independently before and after our marriage. I have been on this diet for twenty-five years and my wife Nikki in 1997, just two years after we had got married. So if we were to have children 'together' they would more than fifty-percent be likely to inherit our condition. It's the protein called gluten that we are unable to digest. It harms the intestinal lining and curiously it is mainly a western European non-catchable disease and we being Asian it certainly raises eyebrows whenever we attend our annual celiac get togethers. When Bobby first saw Nikki she was at work. She was then working seven days a week and I can understand why she chose to as idleness made her conscious of her crippled past and of being shackled to a hospital bed for much of her teens to early adulthood. Nikki is a walking text book of ailments. Where do I begin here? Is there enough ink I ask for even the briefest synopsis? Though aghast at being exposed so openly on the web and in this book it's for the best I'm sure. As a result of having a very late diagnosis of her celiac condition the consequences were dramatic. My wife physically stopped growing at the age of 12 and is now standing tall at 4'7". By continually eating wheat which was harming her, Nikki did not absorb any nutrients which a body needs to develop. Other than the dilemma of her height, further symptoms manifested themselves that her doctors fought to overcome unknowingly at that time the underlying problem was her damaged intestine. And so it remained until she met Bobby who himself was by that time a celiac veteran for a good twenty years. Those early honeymoon years when Nikki ribbed Bobby about his diet, looking back one can laugh about it saying we were a good match for each other. So through this lack of vitamins, Rickets had developed in Nikki. She would eat but the food in her stomach would just sit there and not digest and she could go without food for days on end. The only way to 'unload' was through bulimia and this was the only method she knew how to relief herself. She just would not eat and could not eat and so suffered in silence until the day her father found her totally collapsed in the toilet. Girls her age should be enjoying themselves but not my Nikki. Hobbling down her high street it was quite evident that something was wrong with her legs. The underlying problem was her intolerance to food containing wheat flour but first her legs had to be straightened. This was corrected by removing large portions of both her inner thigh bones, clamps, frames, plaster, crutches the lot. She lived in hospitals for periods of six months at a time and the hollowed out areas of both her thighs and scars running the whole length she just would not wear a bikini on our honeymoon! Even now she is unable to sit cross legged or hold them apart wide enough for any length of time let alone for a gynecologist. When I married her she was very anemic. I asked her to see if she could be a celiac like myself. Low and behold finally a doctor had got his prognosis right. Her other ailments are eczema, allergies to strawberries, air-conditioning, hay fever, reactions to anti-biotics. Her skin is sensitive to tomato, onions, pineapples, smoke etc. The white patches on her skin are called vertiligo. So why did I marry her I hear you ask? She's not one to skip her duty and we are all thankful for that. Throughout our engagement her father was dying of terminal cancer. On return from our honeymoon there was little time to get to know his new son-in-law. It used to be that one half of us was the optimistic one and looked to the future whereas the other was always the pessimistic. Now I think the roles have reversed. Our priorities have changed. We can no longer afford the time nor money to really enjoy ourselves the way 'ordinary' couples do. Looking around, whenever we visit people's homes we see not only families but people bettering themselves. We don't want to sound too defeatist but where is the impetus for us to better ourselves. Our standard of living has really dropped. Ten's of thousands that could've been spent on home improvements and luxuries are being channelled into this black hole of seemingly endless medical bills with no guarantee of success. And as our life-force drains we put on a brave smile whenever we visit relatives. We play with their kids and pretend everything is alright. As the years go by the gulf between us and everybody else develops further so we retreat into our shells. "Look daddy, those are the people who can't have babies". There's little point in trying to keep up with the Jones or in our case the Singhs. Our only hope lies in prayers and that one day we will get there in the end. Ok, now that we are infamous, there are always going to be inaccuracies in the press. More colorful expletives are used to grab attention along with massaged figures and so on. You need to take them with a pinch of salt. Besides we won't need to question people's intelligence as they already know that nothing ever is that black or white. We're hoping all this publicity is not going to be our undoing but instead be of some use in bringing attention to the plights of childless couples who hanker for children of their own despite, though meaning well, suggestions from others to foster and adopt which is a different kettle of fish and one we know nothing about. Surrogacy is our story and the newspapers got much of their text from a quick phone call and from web pages. Would you believe us if we said we never saw the draft before it went to print? An excuse we cannot use compiling this book even to the more racier chapters as you read along. Though we mustn't grumble, we'll leave that to those more capable individuals whose emails we're grateful for; not. We thank the vast majority who still send in their best wishes. Whether we get a roasting from the media or the public or indeed the government for bringing surrogacy to the fore, we can at least console ourselves with the knowledge that any offers of help from potential donors and surrogates that we receive will be held and forwarded to fulfill the dreams of other childless couples the world has suddenly woken up to. Hopefully of the decent, married, law abiding and god fearing type. These journalists have been kind towards us and we thank them. We have kept their calling cards should we ever get raked over hot coals by rulings made against us and other childless couples the press might be interested to hear about it. But why the attention now? Don't we usually hear about such stories afterwards when couples, same sex or not, bring home babies by whichever means only for the media to get a sniff of it when it's all done and dusted? In our case, they were with us from the ground floor up. We find ourselves still on the launch pad some years later in a much delayed and anticipated take off. But now we're yesterday's news and might be glad of that. Things move on and we hope other couples can learn from our experiences and somehow get their own Mr. Stork winging his way to their home without the 'mother' of all detours. Last Edited By: 1 in 6 01/30/08 08:34:09. Edited 6 times.
1 in 6	The first Chapter	#2	[-]
Posts: 621 (01/25/08 13:43:06) Administrator Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	The first chapter in the book "THE FIRST FEW STEPS" is already written. Do I now place it here for everybody to read? Then who will buy the book? I will remove the above Introduction post before I place chapter 1 on this board. And same with the removal of chapter 1 when chapter 2 is ready and so on. So you have to be quick!
1 in 6	Chapter 1. The First Few Steps (shortened from 5500 words)	#3	[-]
Posts: 625 (01/31/08 18:58:50) Administrator Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	The lucky ones have an unplanned pregnancy. Then you would not need to calculate body temperatures with a thermometer placed somewhere in your nether regions nor plot charts like some possessed statistician. There would be no buying of ovulation predictor kits and those prohibitively expensive and disposable home pregnancy detectors that lie in wait for the unsuspecting parent. I believe we still have those accursed charts at home scattered about our by now very well worn bed. Who were we trying to kid in those days. The only people who gained any benefit were the manufacturers of these to our minds detestable objects. No, only the lucky ones benefited. Not us. Our expectations of becoming pregnant with ease hit the buffers quite early on. We were not getting any younger and by the end of this book you will find we were not getting any richer either. ~ ~ (You don't know what you're missing - Get the Full eBook ) ~ ~ The final follow up consultation at Holly House came amidst one of our new prayer routines. Our lives was shaky at best and it didn't help when the doctor now told us to basically get lost and go look for donor eggs. Great, all we could think off was jumping in front of a bus, in fact one of us has already been knocked down more than once before. So now we had to hunt around, advertise and basically beg everyone we know of for an asian or olive skinned donor who lives in the UK. Our initial expectations of a simple family life was now truly buried. I guess each couple has to go through their course of repeat failures using every other means available before their doctor ultimately recommends the use of a donor egg that is assuming you haven't had any hysterectomy or if you think your body will not carry to term for reasons numerous like you cannot bear having another miscarriage or the wife's instincts or the tea leaves. And no amount of logic or reasoning will deter a woman from seeking out a surrogate or an egg donor. But in our case Nikki had been put through so much medically that she was mentally and physically exhausted and that is when surrogacy normally comes into play when you are at the end of your tether or should that be the hangman's noose. Sometimes you have got to learn to listen to your body, to your instincts and to your wife. Should that mean we totally give up on ever having our own baby and stick that bit of paper on our backs? Hell no, we still have thirteen more chapters in this book to explore together! www.oneinsix.com If you find this site useful the Donation Button took 6 years to develop. What's another 9 months hey :) Plz Support if you can. Recent contributors GAURAV, GULNAZ, Dieter & Corinnex2, LINDSAY, Peterx2, Lisax3, Paul, Dr Marcus, Richard, Julie, Peter & Helen. Last Edited By: 1 in 6 10/15/08 13:11:11. Edited 5 times.
1 in 6	opinion please	#4	[-]
Posts: 626 (01/31/08 19:00:13) Administrator Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Tell us what tosh we have written. May just rename the book to TWO FLEW OVER A CUKOO'S NEST.... What do you think? Last Edited By: 1 in 6 02/06/08 13:35:33. Edited 1 times.
1 in 6	Chapter 2. The Surrogacy Market (shortened from 5500 words)	#5	[-]
Posts: 629 (02/06/08 13:40:54) Administrator Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	It was the end of the road as far as throwing money at the problem that my wife would get pregnant. We of course never gave up hope that we could still conceive naturally and so kept that part 'up'. The solution of using just an egg donor was not the complete answer for us. Nikki had been a guinea pig for way too long that it was now 'due' for a different person to take over to become pregnant if not become the mother of our child. We had options, egg donor, surrogacy, adoption, surrogacy, egg donor. Obviously surrogacy together with egg donation was on top of our thinking. The third option was too messy, too complicated and too time consuming. Besides we knew next to nothing about adopting other than having various social service departments knocking on your door poking their collective noses on parents of adoptive children for years on end and hound us at our very fireplace. No, we are selfish enough to want our own children and to those who would deny us that well they can canvas and rattle their tins on normal couples. Leave the likes of us alone and chase broken families instead as we are trying to fix and mend our way to become a family unit. ~ ~ (You don't know what you're missing - Get the Full eBook) ~ ~ The waiting list for an Egg Donor in UK was two years. The waiting list for finding a surrogate in England was none. There wasn't a list. Ham-struck by law, no organisation in UK can match you up with a surrogate. No organisation in UK can find you a surrogate. Instead the reliance was on the surrogate to find a couple with whom she feels most comfortable with through the internet version of a one-way looking mirror. It is achieved by her having to sift through your plea and those of many others on the message board of these surrogacy groups. Summing up, joining a surrogate organisation in the UK is almost pointless for most couples, especially blacks and asians. Unless you have someone in mind to carry your baby you must sit it out on the shelf next to tins of baked beans and try to get yourself sold. And the privilage for doing just this was £1,000. If it wasn't for our website we would never have got as far as we did. It didn't seem possible that despite all the publicity and all the millions who had heard of our plight that the outcome would be so unproductive. It was the day Bobby proposed to Nikki. It was Diwali time, the Indian new year, a time of celebration. We drove home from the cattle market, except there wasn't any cattle. Driving through the drizzle watching fireworks through the condensation on the windscreen we got home and pulled the sheets over us and slept on the floor. www.oneinsix.com If you find this site useful the Donation Button took 6 years to develop. What's another 9 months hey :) Plz Support if you can. Recent contributors GAURAV, GULNAZ, Dieter & Corinnex2, LINDSAY, Peterx2, Lisax3, Paul, Dr Marcus, Richard, Julie, Peter & Helen. Last Edited By: 1 in 6 10/15/08 13:11:58. Edited 2 times.
1 in 6	Yes you	#6	[-]
Posts: 631 (02/08/08 20:09:03) Administrator Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Chapter 3 is ready. You who is reading this, yes you. The one laughing deliriously. What's so funny? I need some opinions please. And if you're waiting till chapter 5 , forget it. There will be no sex on this board! Away from July till September. Will try to respond. Internet access from August limited. www.oneinsix.com If you find this site useful the Donation Button took 6 years to develop. What's another 9 months hey :) Plz Support if you can. Recent contributors Dieter & Corinnex2, LINDSAY, Peterx2, Lisax3, Paul, Dr Marcus, Richard, Julie, Peter & Helen.
1 in 6	Chapter 3. The Blackmails (shortened from 7800 words)	#7	[-]
Posts: 632 (02/11/08 13:19:26) Administrator Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	The lid keeping Nikki's emotions in check was slipping and who could blame her. Think along the lines of the 'Incredible Hulk' and you would get an idea of how volatile the situation was for her and to those around her. Not the lovely little Nikki everyone knew and loved. How grateful must we be for her diminutive stature as heaven help those who double cross her. Bobby's bruises can testify to that and Nikki's use of him as a pin cushion at times, she usually ends up forgiving herself by baking him a gluten-free cake. It's been a while since she last baked a cake and speaking of 'ovens' ours was empty and would remain empty for this chapter and alas several more. With the very bleak surrogacy options facing us and the loss of perhaps many potential surrogates to others our hard work in promoting ourselves and promoting the cause of surrogacy was about to come crashing down. Of course the victors were those surrogacy agencies who rounded up 'our' surrogates, branded them and sold them down the line with not so much as a thank you to www.oneinsix.com ~ ~ (You don't know what you're missing - Get the Full eBook) ~ ~ All in all we considered ourselves fortunate that we did not proceed with any of the two British surrogates that approached us. We smelt a rat, but blind we were and the thought sends shivers to think what might have happened if we ever had a pregnant British surrogate. Blackmailed for money by one and side tracked by another English rose. Thinking back did we really stood chance of a goal when the goal-post always kept moving? What dire straits then for the computer illiterate when even armed with Fleet Street's finest and in a barn full of other childless we still sat firmly at the bottom of the pecking order. The shenanigans did not stay there. The infighting and bickering between the two supposedly helpful UK surrogacy groups where one society was formed from another after a fallout between their founding members. Distrust and hijacking of each other's members and a burning desire to become a charitable status while fleecing the childless. The straw that really broke the camel's back was when the self-preserving society rang us not to congratulate us for being in the news but to ask us to not mention them at all when we were being interviewed by journalists. I would imagine followers of our story pondering the very same trail of thought; Time to leave this party and so we did. www.oneinsix.com If you find this site useful the Donation Button took 6 years to develop. What's another 9 months hey :) Plz Support if you can. Recent contributors GAURAV, GULNAZ, Dieter & Corinnex2, LINDSAY, Peterx2, Lisax3, Paul, Dr Marcus, Richard, Julie, Peter & Helen. Last Edited By: 1 in 6 10/15/08 13:12:54. Edited 3 times.
1 in 6	Chapter 4. Two Flew Over a Cuckoo's Nest (shortened from 5800 words)	#8	[-]
Posts: 635 (02/18/08 16:56:23) Administrator Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	It was not made clear what your chances were of ever finding a surrogate before one stumped up a fortune with an agency. Instead what was becoming clearer and clearer with each passing day to many a British worker and that was 'business outsourcing'. We did not beat around the bush, our website was quite clear on this and what's more we did not charge. Why should surrogacy or any other branch of medicine be any different from offices and factories when it comes to selling out? The numbers of westerner's fleeing their own wards to be treated abroad are in the tens if not hundreds of thousands. When the west is poaching doctors and nurses from the third world why cannot the patient travel and be treated in India? This slow realization of what the 'poorer' countries have to offer is suddenly dawning and especially noticeable in the all important wallet-factor. The Indian way of doing business was simple and flexible. If an opportunity existed then some enterprising soul would quickly steer his cart there and plant his business firmly under the noses and detriment of the establishment which in this case are the arcane and unbending, dressed up to their finest, British way of doing things. How ironic that a former colony would fill the void and champion the causes of a British subject. Indeed the irony when even our parents from deepest Punjab were subjects of the crown. God save the king then. ~ ~ (You don't know what you're missing - Get the Full eBook) ~ ~ Hearing that the British health services had placed age limits on helping couples with IVF treatment was not very helpful. Yes a cut off point was needed but not at 40. What they forget is that some couples have reached that very age threshold not by putting their careers ahead of starting a family but by marrying late as was in our case. Then what of the doctor who proposed the endless preliminary tests during the early years which when proved negative only to find out your deserving doctor then recommending IVF by which time you have reached that cruel age limit. Do they wish us to start the expensive IVF treatment without investigating other forms of cures? There may be cheaper treatments out there but due to that age deadline we're choosing to crack the nut with a sledgehammer. Age thresholds for free fertility treatment needs to be raised. Offering one free IVF on the NHS is not sufficient to justify all that expense if we're limiting the number of embryos that are permissible to grow to one or two. This and many other reasons are why we and many other childless couples who have approached us are opting to go abroad for treatment. Medical tourism is like business outsourcing. No different. Britain was expensive and saddled with far too many choking restrictions. HFEA? Why they can carry on arranging their deck chairs as much as they like. Our ticket was already booked. Hearing then that there's an 8% chance that a British pregnant surrogate not wanting to hand over the baby at birth, that's like one-in-ten who renege on their contracts. Sod that we thought, we're off to India. So with our bags packed we left the storm clouds of England unknowingly in to a force 9 hurricane of a ride in monsoon India. www.oneinsix.com If you find this site useful the Donation Button took 6 years to develop. What's another 9 months hey :) Plz Support if you can. Recent contributors GAURAV, GULNAZ, Dieter & Corinnex2, LINDSAY, Peterx2, Lisax3, Paul, Dr Marcus, Richard, Julie, Peter & Helen. Last Edited By: 1 in 6 10/15/08 13:13:31. Edited 3 times.
1 in 6	Chapter 5	#9	[-]
Posts: 636 (02/18/08 20:47:41) Administrator Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	I'm currently typing up Chapter 5. ------ With An Angel. I know we said we wouldn't comment any further on this chapter in this board but it's too damn good not to! I may think about snippets. Away from July till September. Will try to respond. Internet access from August limited. www.oneinsix.com If you find this site useful the Donation Button took 6 years to develop. What's another 9 months hey :) Plz Support if you can. Recent contributors Dieter & Corinnex2, LINDSAY, Peterx2, Lisax3, Paul, Dr Marcus, Richard, Julie, Peter & Helen.
1 in 6	Chapter 5 Title	#10	[-]
Posts: 638 (02/20/08 15:15:42) Administrator Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	May as well inform everyone the full title of the chapter of the most eagerly awaited book in history.... Chapter 5. Mating With An Angel Full of British seaside postcard humour and smut. I'll tone it down of course for this board. The full version is in the eBook. Available freely to the press and media and all donators! Last Edited By: 1 in 6 04/24/08 09:33:09. Edited 1 times.
1 in 6	Chapter 5. Mating with an Angel - The Unreported Surrogacy (shortened from 5000 words)	#11	[-]
Posts: 640 (02/25/08 17:09:49) Administrator Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	To what lengths should anybody go to in order to have their baby? Be honest, what really comes to mind when you hear that another woman was to become pregnant and bear a child for another man. How about going to very extreme lengths. Beginning to get the picture here yet? Or maybe you require a more graphic depiction of what occurred on our trip to India in the autumn of 2005. This chapter was deliberately kept 'under cover' and not spoken about or even hinted at even on our own website. It's possible we may have had a good reason to keep it hidden knowing the explosive nature of the subject and the recriminations we could have faced from our own family and community. Of course we could be lying and had made this entirely up in order to sell our story. We could say we had little to do with it as we had a scribe or a ghost writer fill and pad out our story with inaccuracies and red herrings. Part and parcel of journalism and show business is that out goes the dull and boring bits and in comes the sex, IVF drugs and Indian rock and roll. Well anyway that is our guard and protection that we could simply deny these events took place at all should we ever become accused of dishonorism, disrespectfulness and of downright disgusting behaviorism. Welcome to the world of printing and publishing. (real or not, don't waste your time ticking us off. If you do then great as it helps sell our story!) ~ ~ Last but not least was the paperwork for consent. Consent for what you may ask? If you need explaining here then perhaps we better start off with the birds and the bees... ~ Two months of DIY inseminations then off home to England with a big wide grin on Bobby's face. ~ I married the most beautiful woman on the earth and was about to be alone with a strange woman and all for the sake of having a baby. ~ That night Nikki was surplus to requirement. They left together leaving Nikki alone with her thoughts. ~ As nervous as he was Bobby was heading to Nikki2's apartment with something bulging in his trouser pocket and it wasn't the Rs3,000 he needed to pay for his time with her. ~ Bobby must have thought he died and gone to heaven. Nikki was still in hell back at the hotel when Nikki2 slid off her clothes and laid on the double bed. What was Bobby to do? ~ At the very least Bobby may have held her legs apart or had helped support her hips up high with a cushion after the insemination. Either that or the dirty so and so had it off with her in which case nobody would want to be in Bobby's shoes on his return back to the hotel where his nearest and dearest the waiting dynamo fumed. ~ Some modesty remained. Nikki2 had left her bra on. ~ She said 'thank you'. This whilst ..... 'What for?' I questioned still on top.... 'For thinking of Nikki' she said referring to my wife. ~ (You don't know what you're missing - Get the Full eBook) ~ The sessions with the surrogate was carefully timed by Bobby's seething wife. If I was not home within the hour she would murder me. ~ There would be a Spanish type inquisition of did I do this with her and how did I feel about it and more to the point how did our surrogate act and behaved. What my wife was trying to get out of me was 'was she any good in bed?' I would be guilty if I answered and guilty if I remained silent. I could not win. What's more I deserved the beatings my wife meted out. Hit me and hit me hard for I have sinned. ~ What sort of images come to mind when the woman you have to XXX has her arm in plaster. Can it be done at all I ask. This awkwardness gave Bobby something to talk about. I could hide behind this I thought. I could mention to my wife that Nikki2 was in no shape to go swinging on chandeliers with me or perform the lotus position from the Kama Sutra as her arm was in a sling. ~ 'Did I get in to her knickers again?' the wife yelled whenever I crept back to our hotel room. Oh no, not again. Once more in to the breech for punishment I thought. Sometimes I'm in between a rock and a hard place and it's quite alright if nobody felt sorry for me. Had I died there it would have been with a smile on my face. ~ A sleepover? Only one problem with that. It was insemination time and Bobby's rucksack was back at the hotel. My wife thoughtfully exited the room leaving her husband alone to... and sat in an adjacent room. We had to be quick... More to the point how did my wife fare while I was at it next door. Was she pacing up and down continuously checking her watch and similarly on the look out for a candlestick? Fearing my life I have yet to ask this of her. That night the wife and I slept in that very same bed. The bed was warm but wife was cold. Nikki2 slept besides us on the hard floor. You could have heard a pin drop. ~ ~ We waved goodbye to our surrogate standing on the platform as our train headed back to Punjab a second time. If nothing else we would at least have accomplished all our shopping. Not all was at a loss for my wife though. She had bought 53 Indian suits and dresses, paid mostly with the help of her cheating husband's money. For revenge is sweet. The lineage of kings and royals down the ages are peppered with the same philosophy as Bobby's. Borrowing a line from Star Wars it would be this, 'Do what must be done. Do not hesitate and show no mercy'. Avoiding any further temptations from the 'dark side' would we ever be successful in parenting. Failing that we could always progress on to IVF at the Mumbai Fertility. I once argued with a vicar outside our door. 'Whose to say that Jesus wasn't conceived in the manner as our baby was to'. He had trouble accepting surrogacy or IVF as cures. But similarities with the miraculous conception made the vicar pause a moment. That and the many good deeds we do on our website could be why God chose this path for us. For it was decreed that I should jump into another woman's knickers. Spoken like a true king. Coming to a conclusion you could argue that my experiences in India wasn't that bad at all. I had after all and this without protection embraced an angel. On the other hand my wife's experience, well she's still living it and continues to remind Bobby of it and he has the bruises to show for it. www.oneinsix.com If you find this site useful the Donation Button took 6 years to develop. What's another 9 months hey :) Plz Support if you can. Recent contributors GAURAV, GULNAZ, Dieter & Corinnex2, LINDSAY, Peterx2, Lisax3, Paul, Dr Marcus, Richard, Julie, Peter & Helen. Last Edited By: 1 in 6 10/27/08 15:54:25. Edited 4 times.
1 in 6	What say?	#12	[-]
Posts: 641 (02/25/08 17:16:06) Administrator Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	How the documentary people are going to film this I don't know. But they'll have fun trying! Opinions please. Away from July till September. Will try to respond. Internet access from August limited. www.oneinsix.com If you find this site useful the Donation Button took 6 years to develop. What's another 9 months hey :) Plz Support if you can. Recent contributors Dieter & Corinnex2, LINDSAY, Peterx2, Lisax3, Paul, Dr Marcus, Richard, Julie, Peter & Helen.
1 in 6	Chapter 6. India 2005 - Angel with a Broken Wing (shortened from 4300 words)	#13	[-]
Posts: 645 (03/03/08 13:14:20) Administrator Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	This was our first official surrogacy attempt. Yes that very same lady from the last chapter coming to our rescue again but this time with the aid of an Indian doctor and clinic. It would all be above board. No more hanky panky home remedies. No more sneaking back home dripping in testosterone with my fly unzipped and most of all no more beatings from my wife. With most of our shopping accomplished we packed once more for the trip back to Mumbai. Definitely not looking forward to another 33 hour train journey but we had no choice. Knowing us there would be many such journeys to come. Our pilgrimage is one of millions here. If God hadn't noticed us before then we thought coming to a land steeped in religion can do us no harm. We were in good company as we were traveling amongst the most dedicated worshipers in the world and having the most humbling of experiences; the poor and the crippled of India placing our need for a baby quite positively trivial. ~ ~ (You don't know what you're missing - Get the Full eBook) ~ ~ After four chaotic months we finally arrived back home to London. On December 10 we found ourselves in the Saturday edition of The Times Of India newspaper again. What now we thought. Why can't they leave us alone to pray. Our surrogate was catholic so we thought proper to head over to the nearest catholic church to offer thanks to Mary, Jesus and the rest and to pray for a miracle in the shape and form of a pregnant surrogate in India. Glory be! No sooner than we had got back home from church we received the phone call saying that she had bled and therefore Nikki2 was not pregnant. Amen then. An angel with a broken wing? Why we should have known better. Our Christmas was rescued somewhat by our baby niece who we practically kidnapped to stay with us. She had grown whilst we were away, a price to pay if we're ever to be parents ourselves. For us it was back to Sikhism and back for surrogacy round two only this time my long suffering wife would not be joining me and who could blame her? www.oneinsix.com If you find this site useful the Donation Button took 6 years to develop. What's another 9 months hey :) Plz Support if you can. Recent contributors GAURAV, GULNAZ, Dieter & Corinnex2, LINDSAY, Peterx2, Lisax3, Paul, Dr Marcus, Richard, Julie, Peter & Helen. Last Edited By: 1 in 6 10/15/08 13:15:46. Edited 2 times.
1 in 6	ebook	#14	[-]
Posts: 651 (03/06/08 21:27:41) Administrator Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Looking like an ebook then. No one wants to publish my memoirs. So be it, Free ebooks to those that have donated to our website. To the rest I will say, you don't know what you are missing judging from the few who have read our full chapter. They can't get enough of our story! Pity it has to end. Away from July till September. Will try to respond. Internet access from August limited. www.oneinsix.com If you find this site useful the Donation Button took 6 years to develop. What's another 9 months hey :) Plz Support if you can. Recent contributors Dieter & Corinnex2, LINDSAY, Peterx2, Lisax3, Paul, Dr Marcus, Richard, Julie, Peter & Helen.
1 in 6	Chapter 7. India 2006 - Surrogacy Attempt #2 (shortened from 4000 words)	#15	[-]
Posts: 654 (03/10/08 12:08:58) Administrator Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Yet another year off to a bad start we thought as mother's health was beginning to alarm us. To ever think of going back to India and into another whirlwind of physiological suffering any other couple would run a mile. Not us, why we're glutton for punishment. Better the devil you know as the saying goes for we had requested the doctor to reuse Nikki2 again as our surrogate and egg donor. Yes she had a low response to egg stimulation and had very poor grade of eggs. Yet she was a friend and we saw how hurt she was upon hearing she had failed in her agreement to grant us our baby. You know we must stop calling our surrogate-cum-friend Nikki2, or she or it. She does have a name other than an angel or a saint but since she still prefers to be anonymous we shall continue to call her by a pseudonym and this year there will be a slight upgrading of her name to a Nikki2.1 instead of nikki2 or indeed my own Nikki the original. ~ ~ (You don't know what you're missing - Get the Full eBook) ~ ~ The follow up was to be on May 26 for the Beta-HCG blood test. Don't hold your breath mum. You can go now. Departing India on May 16 I had left two bags of clothes and belongings with Sweety. We hardly talked on my journey to the airport. I mustered up enough to say to her how vital this trip of mine was to mum and that she should do her utmost for pregnancy sake and why I persisted much to her annoyance in trying to reach her at her workplace. Nikki2.1 remained silent. I then muttered 'Mum has died'. She shed a tear and we said nothing else until I was dropped off at the air terminal. We just said good-bye to each other. I then searched for my passport and to my horror I must have left it in the back seat of the car but I had no cell-phone on me to call her back. A kind person lent me their phone and so I asked that Nikki2.1 return back to help me find my missing passport. She quickly reappeared and opened the car door but before she could step out I made sure that I touched her feet one last time. My passport was in my trouser's back pocket all along. It would do me no good to make her believe that I did not fake this so as to see her this one final time. She would no longer be referred to as Nikki2 or Nikki2.1 or 2.2 for that matter. She was gone. No longer our savior for we had inflicted some harm. Her inability to become pregnant will haunt her for life. A discovery we thrusted upon her and for that we are gravely sorry. That summer, after our mother's torturous cancer ridden departure, this dear friend called us up from India. She had called Bobby not to mourn or to offer her condolences but to sell. Biting her tongue, Sweety sold on 'Hello... would you like a new cell-phone...?' She had got the commission. www.oneinsix.com If you find this site useful the Donation Button took 6 years to develop. What's another 9 months hey :) Plz Support if you can. Recent contributors GAURAV, GULNAZ, Dieter & Corinnex2, LINDSAY, Peterx2, Lisax3, Paul, Dr Marcus, Richard, Julie, Peter & Helen. Last Edited By: 1 in 6 10/15/08 13:16:25. Edited 1 times.
1 in 6	a likely story... for Lisa.	#16	[-]
Posts: 656 (03/10/08 13:15:07) Administrator Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	We swear to you we did not make that up. It happened exactly as we have written. Lisa from Scandinavia who has donated very generously to us will therefore receive all the full working manuscripts as we type. She'll be the envy of the world! Away from July till September. Will try to respond. Internet access from August limited. www.oneinsix.com If you find this site useful the Donation Button took 6 years to develop. What's another 9 months hey :) Plz Support if you can. Recent contributors Dieter & Corinnex2, LINDSAY, Peterx2, Lisax3, Paul, Dr Marcus, Richard, Julie, Peter & Helen.
1 in 6	Chapter 8. The Mother of all Lies (shortened from 4200 words)	#17	[-]
Posts: 658 (03/17/08 14:01:50) Administrator Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	The year was heading into another nightmare. We all knew what was coming. Whence last year all the focus was on our surrogate, this time we ask the almighty that our mother lives on to hold our baby. Exactly when that'll be is any body's guess. Too late springs to our minds. Have we left it too late? The best thing Bobby brought home was his ever loving and caring wife and daughter-in-law. Scant consultation for mother especially when I keep playing this same old record year after year that my wife is this and my wife is that. Aside from that are we just a waste of space and material? If God's chariot must swing by our house we would ask for two more tickets; on a one way journey of course. Life for us doesn't seem to be all that it's cracked out to be. If it wasn't for the well wishers of our website it would have been that much harder to carry on this seemingly never ending crusade of ours so we do have people to thank but this was no time to dilly and dally. ~ ~ (You don't know what you're missing - Get the Full eBook) ~ ~ A scary thought, what if our mother saw through the fog of lies and deception and decided enough was enough. The candle flicker that she was might had blown herself out on mothering Sunday night. Why that particular day you ask? Because that's the exact Sunday that our dear surrogate went missing. On this day of all days Nikki2.1 decided to go absent when the embryos was to have been transfered. The opportunity to beg wasn't available. This was to have been for our mum but the only thing that went on cue in 2006 was mother's cancer. Bang on six months. So you can see nothing at all went right for us and if our next surrogate is reading this then we hope she can afford us the opportunity to beg at the very least. To cap it off, our friend the surrogate then rang us from her call center workplace to sell us a phone. Even if you tried you could not have made this any more disbelieving. She actually won the commission and it costed me $600 for a second cell phone which we never needed as we hardly ever used our other one. Mother did not get to see the fake scan of the fake twins, Bobby never got home in time to show it. Mother laid on a slab. Mattered not I showed it anyhow. I'm sure she knew all along it was a lie. Back at the house, blood and vomit was all that was left of mother. I cannot help thinking that last year's sexcapade with the surrogate was the cause of all that had happened. Mother's other son produced another baby girl some ten days after she died. Cruelly she died just short of the birth of our second niece. Like the rest of us I'm sure she wished it a boy. Us Bains' are not quite in the safe hands that mother had envisaged. With my brother's baton passing ceremony over do we now run with it or stumble and fall? The results of little brother's surrogacy farse would be known by funeral's end and frankly, I didn't give a damn any longer. www.oneinsix.com If you find this site useful the Donation Button took 6 years to develop. What's another 9 months hey :) Plz Support if you can. Recent contributors GAURAV, GULNAZ, Dieter & Corinnex2, LINDSAY, Peterx2, Lisax3, Paul, Dr Marcus, Richard, Julie, Peter & Helen. Last Edited By: 1 in 6 10/15/08 13:16:56. Edited 1 times.
1 in 6	Not for the faint	#18	[-]
Posts: 659 (03/17/08 14:02:46) Administrator Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Isn't it just dreadful? Away from July till September. Will try to respond. Internet access from August limited. www.oneinsix.com If you find this site useful the Donation Button took 6 years to develop. What's another 9 months hey :) Plz Support if you can. Recent contributors Dieter & Corinnex2, LINDSAY, Peterx2, Lisax3, Paul, Dr Marcus, Richard, Julie, Peter & Helen.
1 in 6	Chapter 9. To Hell With It (shortened from 6800 words)	#19	[-]
Posts: 660 (03/25/08 20:31:11) Administrator Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	It was a dark time. Mother was dead. The surrogate reported in with a negative pregnancy and family and relatives all flew back home. To make matters worse that same week Bobby's favorite football team Arsenal had lost in their European Championship final to Barcelona. Now that was bleak. Mum came home in a small urn on September 25, 2006. Bobby draped it with a garland of flowers that he held in a frozen state for this purpose from one of his many earlier Indian forays. The room did smell funny and tomorrow the flowers in it's yucky state was returned back to it's freezer. The original idea of holding on to mother's ashes until the arrival of our baby looked a forlorn one which is why we decided to hold on to these flowers and return mother's remains to Punjab instead. This time we will play it by ear and not put too much emphasis on pregnancy and attempt more to chill out and to try and enjoy our stay in India or so we thought. We'll sift through the fallout later and those hippies in Goa might have been on to something after all. Ommm... ~ ~ Obviously he was taking me for one of his many rides. And if he was out to put his filthy hands in my pocket once more I thought it wouldn't be for my money. ~ The narrow streets were heaving with pedestrians milling around trying not to appear to be eyeballing any of the females lining either side of them. There were groups of men, mostly teenagers standing opposite doorways trying to pluck up enough courage to enter. ~ Yes there were scary moments when I had to almost dash out the window and across the roof tops to escape an extortion from one flaky looking @++%!. ~ The sordid looking lot appeared to not have a mirror between them. Don't they ever wash or paint themselves with anything other than a three-and-three-fourth brush? Apparently not as I took a closer inspection of the den's interior. ~ The buxoms, the flats, all different shapes, sizes and colors on display for punters to choose from and a lot were young but over the age of consent. The darker women tended to have the 'features' most sought of by the boys but for me any would do but I wasn't here for stress relief, hand relief or any other types of relieving I was here to find my Nikki3. But there was no harm in looking was there? ~ Narrow stairway up and low headroom, very dimly lit, divided rooms not big enough to swing a cat in. Sex in this cupboard? ~ (You don't know what you're missing - Get the Full eBook) ~ They knew I was on the prowl for somebody special. It would not be the common garden variety lining the walls of the premises and streets, she would have to be different. Speaking good english would be a start. Then a good wash and 'scrub' up I thought; and the girl. ~ With nothing else on my radar I began to beat a path once more to India's version of Amsterdam. I had shown the video tape of this prostitute to my wife. ~ My wife must have suspected me of canoodling with her over the past couple of weeks. After all I had to check her pulse didn't I and her other vital statistics before bringing her to my wife's attentions. ~ 'I love you, you love me?' Sure, just get your skirt back on dear and no need to unbutton anything for me today. We're going shopping. ~ The unlucky ones gets to be pummeled one after the other by groups of young men clubbing together their whole weeks salary. Now there's a thought. ~ When I mentioned that she would have to take medication in order to get pregnant she did not agree. 'No, no. No medicine. You, me together...' ~ Having had my fill with her, in mid stride I abandoned her on the corner of one street and hastedly walked off and never looked back. She had lost her prince charming. Never mind love, you have your night job and would soon forget me with drugs and alcohol. The silly cow. ~ Of all what Bobby hadn't achieved that year, the boy had become a man. His 'cumming' and going antics in that red-light area with all it's delights and charms, he arrived back home four months later wizened, empty handed and thankfully disease free. www.oneinsix.com If you find this site useful the Donation Button took 6 years to develop. What's another 9 months hey :) Plz Support if you can. Recent contributors GAURAV, GULNAZ, Dieter & Corinnex2, LINDSAY, Peterx2, Lisax3, Paul, Dr Marcus, Richard, Julie, Peter & Helen. Last Edited By: 1 in 6 10/15/08 13:17:42. Edited 1 times.
1 in 6	In to the Mire	#20	[-]
Posts: 661 (03/25/08 20:32:25) Administrator Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	It really doesn't get better does it. Away from July till September. Will try to respond. Internet access from August limited. www.oneinsix.com If you find this site useful the Donation Button took 6 years to develop. What's another 9 months hey :) Plz Support if you can. Recent contributors Dieter & Corinnex2, LINDSAY, Peterx2, Lisax3, Paul, Dr Marcus, Richard, Julie, Peter & Helen.

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