'Fuck us up good; Die,' she said and dropped it on the desk. It was a five.
`I don't feel like fucking anymore,' she said, but when she saw the frown on Dr. Rhinehart's face she smiled and felt
she was beginning to see the merits of a dicelife. But before she could begin to let the large part of herself go to work,
Dr. Rhinehart spoke.
`We may now toss the dice to determine how we will make love.'
She hesitated.
`What?' she said.
`There are innumerable ways to engage in sexual congress; parts of us are attracted to each of these ways. We must let
the dice decide.'
'I see.'
`First of all, which of us shall be the sexual aggressor, I or you? If the dice say odd '
`Wait a minute. I'm beginning to understand this game. I want to play too.'
`Go ahead.'
Mrs. Ecstein picked up both dice and said `A one means we'll make love that funny way you seem to like.'
`Fine.'
`A two means I'll lie down and you use your hands, mouth, and Johnny Appleseed over every part of my body until I
can't stand it and demand something else. A three-'
`Or rather we flip the die again.'
`A three …-let's see: you play with my breasts for five minutes.'
`Go on.'
Mrs. Ecstein hesitated and then a slow smile began to brighten her face.
`We must always let the dice decide, huh?' she asked.
`That's right.'
'But we control the options.'
'Very good.'
She was smiling happily as if she were a child who has just learned how to read.
`If the die is a four or a five or a six it means we have to try to make a baby.'
`Ahh,' said Dr. Rhinehart.
`I've removed that rubber sort of plug Jake had a doctor put in me and I think I've just ovulated. I read a book and it's
told me the two best positions to make a baby.'
`I see. Arlene, I-'
`Shall I toss?'
`Just a minute.'
`What for?'
`I - I'm thinking.'
`Hand me the die.'
`I believe that you have loaded the odds a bit,' said Dr. Rhinehart with his accustomed professional coolness. `Let's say
if it's a six we'll try one sexual position after another as determined from a list of six we will give it. Two minutes on
each. Let the orgasms come where they may.'
`But the four and five still mean we make a baby?'
`Yes.'
`Okay. Do I flip?'
`All right.'
Mrs. Ecstein dropped the die. It read four.
`Ahh,' said Dr. Rhinehart.
`Yippee,' said Mrs. Ecstein.
`Precisely what are these two medically recommended fucks?' Dr. Rhinehart asked a trifle irritably.
`I'll show you. And whoever has the most orgasms wins.'
`Wins what?'