Hey, Dalton. They're called condoms. You don't want to be a parent? Use them. You don't trust the woman you're fucking not to try to trap you into parenthood? Then why are you fucking her? And if you have to use such colossally bad judgment, use a condom. Or get a vasectomy.
Them's the choices, pal.
Fortunately it seems to be no longer my issue -- the hotflashes and thickening middle attest to that. But if I had become pregnant and didn't want to be, I would have discussed it with Mr. Brilliant because we have a relationship of mutual respect.
If Dalton Conley is that concerned about not being consulted, or of being somehow trapped into paying child support, perhaps he ought to examine why he insists on sticking his dick into women he can't trust.