ADA (2) : Menstruation

... Without displacing his gaze from her nude body,uncle francis barely muttered
 
   "you're fast becoming a woman"

   "Thank you"

she reluctantly replied,hardly knowing what to make of his statement.

He had told her alot of things-things about herself.

"Strange things will happen in, and to your body. Things that you may not understand. Things that may confuse you."

he said. He promised to be there for her- to guide and counsel her whenever she had any confusions,questions or strange happenings.

Ada woke up in shock and confusion the next morning. she noticed the semi viscous fluid dripping from her loins,mixed with blood and the now familiar searing pain around her waist. She was dazed and felt like an elephant fell on her. Aunty was too busy to treat her complaints. Thank God she had uncle. Uncle francis had expertly dismissed her trepidation and calmed her nerves. He said she was starting to mature and the fluid from her loins were menstrual flow,marking the first of many menstruations she may experience regularly,henceforth. He advised her to sleep facing the ceiling,with her legs spread and preferably,go to bed tying only a wrapper. He said this would ease the pain and reduce the flow.


She would wake up with her wrapper untied, feeling like something pierced her loins,every morning. In addition to intense headaches,Painful and burning sensations circled her pelvis.

   "with time,this phase would pass."

uncle francis assured her. It got worse. Poor Ada.


She took off the smeared bedsheet, and spread a new one on the bed. She lay down,after tying her favorite wrapper. She gazed at the door and wondered how the jam-lock was damaged. She knew no one would fix it-she wasn't worth the waste of money. Everyone preferred to barge into her room these days, rather than knocking or calling her,no thanks to the damaged lock. She said a short prayer lying on her back. She prayed for her uncle and his wife to treat her better,for mama and papa to remain alive till she could return to the village to see them and for God to make her menstruation stop or less painful.

Nine minutes after midnight,Mr. Francis quietly tiptoed out of his room,his wife fast asleep. In hush haste,made his way down the stairs,to the guest room. The bulge in his boxers' short increasing, as he twists the knob at the door of the guest room,where Ada lay asleep. Oblivious  to reason,he strokes his erection. Fifty six year old francis,basked in the twisted and perverted sense of pleasure,at the sight of Ada's young frame on the bed. He grinned as he inspects her.she lay facing north,her legs spread apart and her wrapper half untied. She took his advice to the latter.

Caught in a frenzy and overshadowed by his paedophillic quirk,francis mounted the bed where his ten year old niece lay.

He was Sweating profusely,as he wiped off the last drop of fluid from his pleasure rod. Quietly,he tiptoed towards the door, twisted the knob but strangely, found the door open by a crack. Amused by his apparent clumsiness,he opened the door. With her Mouth agape and tears flowing freely,his wife stood,right in front of him..

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..(To be continued)