Tomorrow owes us today [Part 3]

It was no time for Frank to answer questions. He quickly pulled off his cloths and hers, yanked her legs apart as he yearned for action.

He slid his thing inside the nylon, grabbed Chiny’s braids, removed the rubber band and tied it on the nylon around the stalk of his erect thing and did the dance he delighted in. It was a perfect improvisation.

And as he did, he took the remote control of his DVD player and turned on a track of Timaya’s latest, Sanko, as though he danced to the rhythm. They both enjoyed the song each time they were in such a mood.

Their relationship continued until Frank was in 400 level while Chiny was in her final year.

Chiny travelled for holidays and came back after three months. The night she came back was a different one. Frank had waited impatiently for that long. He pounced on her hurriedly that night as though it was the first time he saw her. Soon, it was over as usual, much briefer than usual. It was romance-free. Few minutes afterwards, Frank shouted ‘Jesus!’

‘What is it?’ Chiny asked, springing up from bed.

‘Nothing,’ Franky retorted.

‘You scared me, yet you say nothing?’

They had earlier decided to be using condoms consistently after a certain month when Chiny had felt afraid of taking in. She later saw her period. Frank had explained to her that it was her fear of getting pregnant that delayed it.

‘Baby, I am sorry. I forgot to use condom.’’

‘O! God, you have killed me!’ Chiny shouted.

The mistake generated ripples between them but Frank dissipated her fears using his medical knowledge. He assured her that she wouldn’t get pregnant. Chiny reminded him that her menses occurred sixteen days earlier. The information deepened Frank’s fear but he never expressed it. Chiny on her part had her full confidence in Frank, at least for his knowledge of medicine.

Chiny bled at the month end but she was surprised the colour, volume and duration were not the same. She observed that the colour was brighter, flowed in streaks and only lasted for two days. Her joy of having seen her menses overshadowed her suspicion, and she felt whole.  She later told Frank that she had seen her period, and both were happy again. They made sure they used condoms consistently afterwards.

Days turned into weeks, and over three months after she bled, Chiny never saw her period again. Tension arose. Frank was confused. He doubted Chiny’s faithfulness to him at first, but Chiny’s sobbing and claim of innocence made him have a rethink about it. Frank went through his notes on embryology again to know what might have happened. He was shocked by what he saw and he didn’t want to believe it. No, she couldn’t have had implantation bleeding. Frank had thought.