Chapter 6

My husband was not successful in his entry. It was so painful that I felt I would bleed to death if he forced me. I had broken into stages of orgasm during the foreplay, but all the pleasure disappeared when his head hit my entrance. I was trembling and sweating, and suddenly I didn't want him to touch me.

"It's excruciating at first," he said, "but most of the women say that an extreme pleasure will follow."

"I know, but I can't take it," I protested; I didn't even believe the sense of pleasure would happen after a few days, not until my wound would heal.

"Okay, we will try again next time," he said, and I hugged him tightly, moved by his thoughtfulness.

My thoughts then drifted to an incident in the past when two college lovers rushed into the hospital where I worked as the head accountant. I was in the admitting office when the in-charge interviewed the boyfriend who processed their admission.

"Sir, can I have my downpayment later? We were in a