Virtues of getting pregnant

She feels not the least lessened, not the tiniest teensiest diminished. Not dishonored—nor dishonorable. Not at all, not any of that, kiddo.
Why in hell’s name for? Why should she?
She is, in fact, proud to have accomplished what she has accomplished.
Proud, proud, triumphant and proud! Who among women would not envy her what she has pulled off? Her triumph?
All that a woman has in the war with brutish, sex-driven men is what she has. Sex...
What else has a poor girl got?
Mrs Wallis Warfield Simpson, so the rumor goes, learned almost mystical ways of Chinese sex torture at the hands and sides of an ancient Chinese Madame.
These mystical Chinese sex tortures she practiced on the Prince of Wales so well that ever after he never wavered in his devotion to her, even giving up the Throne and Crown of England to be with her—and her alone.
Hell, since the Garden of Eden, in a line that stretched through Cleopatra of Egypt all the way to Mae West herself, all that a woman had, really and truly had, was what every woman had: the only thing men desired of them, madly, deeply and completely. If briefly...
Crazy not to use it. Crazy...