CHAPTER 1

THE PERIOD 

“Ohhhh no!!! not this time,” I said as I woke up to seeing myself bleeding, my white bedsheet was covered with blood stains.

I already knew what it was, my period, so I didn’t freak out.

Teen girls usually see their periods from age 13-15, but mine came out late. I'm 19 and about to turn 20 next month in October.

I’ve always wanted to see my period, though I’ve heard my friends in class talk about their first experience, the cramps and all, but guess what? I can’t relate because my period has refused to come.

“Door clicks”

It was Rain, my favorite and only sister.

Immediately she saw the blood stains on the bed, she looked at me.

“Oh my baby, the long-awaited period is here.”

I looked at her, making a pity face. She came closer and hugged me while I was standing.

“You know, we should wash up. You go to the bathroom while I help you with changing the bedsheets and placing your pad on your pant.”

I just love her because she’s very supportive.

“Thank you,” I greeted as I walked close to the bathroom.

“I got you sis.”

As I was bathing, what was running through my mind was, I don’t know how my mom is going to react hearing this news; she’s going to bore me with her advice.

“Stay away from boys, don’t do this, you will get pregnant.” I just get tired of her sometimes.

As she noticed I hadn’t seen my period, she was worried, so we went for a check-up, but the doctor said I’m fine.

Hearing from the doctor made her relax her mind; if not, she would have thought that I am pregnant. I know my mom.

Coming out of the bathroom, I overheard Rain telling my mom that I’ve seen my period while they both entered my room.

“I deserve some privacy at least, you guys didn’t knock,” I said jokingly.

They both laughed.

“Rain told me…” my mom was about to start preaching before I cut her short.

“I know what Rain told you, mommy. What advice do you want to give me now that you’ve not given me before?” I asked her.

She smiled.

“Take, I made you coffee.” Rain said

“Thanks, sis.”

“You’re welcome, darling. I will go make us breakfast. If you need anything, let me know.”

“Sure.” She left the room while my mom stayed back.

“Look, baby, I need to talk to you.”

“But mommy, anything you want to say can actually wait, you know, right?”

“Let’s just have this conversation before I leave for work.”

“Okay, fine,” I said as I dropped my coffee on the table, tied my towel around tightly, wore my pad that Rain arranged in my pants earlier, and sat on the bed.

“Are you still a virgin?” she asked.

For a moment I paused, looked at her in surprise.

“Mom, there we go again.”

“It’s fine if you don’t want to answer.”

I didn’t want to stress it, so I answered.

“I am, can I have peace now?”

“You should be more careful now that your period is out. You can actually get pregnant if you’re not careful.”

My mom never trusted me when it comes to sex and men. And me? I’ve always wanted to explore, but I can’t because I have a strict parent.

“Thank you, ma.”

“I will go get ready for work now.” She stood up and left the room.

I stood up, untied my towel, and stood in front of the mirror, admiring my boobs and my nipples, hoping that one day those tits would get sucked.

Daisy, my friend, is no longer a virgin. She lost it to her boyfriend in school and she tells me about her experience.

How she sucks her man’s cock and how she gets eaten, those gists alone make me wet.

She once sent me a picture of her man’s dick in her pussy, which makes me want to relocate to another city.

Hence, I’m close to my mom; I won’t enjoy my sex life. I might even end up not knowing the right thing to do when having sex.

I’m not a fan of keeping my virginity till marriage.

“Breakfast is ready!” Rain shouted.

“Coming!”

I quickly dressed up and joined them in the dining room.

It’s just my mom, Rain, and I.

My dad? He was tired of the marriage, so he requested a divorce. My mom didn’t want that, so they separated, but no divorce papers were legally signed.

She manages her boutique so well and provides for us. We are not wealthy, nor are we poor.

Rain and I have an inseparable bond. She’s 22 and almost 23; she’s the big sister I would always want to have.

After eating breakfast, I started having cramps, my waist ached, and my stomach hurt. I was so uncomfortable, but Rain gave me pain relief. After sleeping, I got better, took my phone, and was doom-scrolling on T****k.

I came across a post of a lady saying that where we urinate from and where our period comes out are different. I became curious and wanted to check immediately, but I was on my period. So I waited four days until I was done with my period so I could check.

I locked my room that very afternoon, brought down the mirror from where it was hanging. I pulled my pants, spread my legs, and was fact-checking.

That was the first time I looked at my vagina, and gosh, it’s so beautiful.

How small my clitoris is and how I have a very tiny vagina hole.

I was admiring my pussy while caressing it. I was already getting wet and horny; I needed to be fucked so hard.

“Zoe,” my sister called me.