I longed for a child, but I had no desire for a husband. So, I chose an auspicious day and headed to a bar, intent on picking out a special 'gift' for myself. To my delight, I found a strikingly handsome man with fair skin and an excellent physique. His foxy eyes, in particular, were dazzlingly beautiful. This encounter was to be my 25th birthday present to myself. Ten months later, I was in the delivery room, safely bringing a healthy baby into the world. On the day of my discharge, the doctor came to see me. As he removed his mask, he revealed the very foxy eyes that had haunted my dreams. 'Congratulations on your discharge today,' he said with a smile. 'Didn't the child's father come to pick you two up?'