The muscled judge’s upholstery rippled and flexed despite valiant efforts to relax it. The girl-judge’s midriff bulged and palpitated so that, grimacing with pain, she clutched at it and whimpered pitiably… The ancient woman, by the time Jan had got half way through his delivery, was enjoying regular contractions, attended by a volunteer midwife from the audience…

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