Written by Feathers.
I couldn’t believe my eyes! What! How in the world is this possible.
“You did not have a p—y.” I screamed.
Jessie was shocked at my words.
“What are you talking about?” She asked with a cold face.
I ran to one of the rooms where a small mirror was, I brought it and showed it to her.
“check it yourself.” I said and she collected the mirror.
She tried looking herself but it seems she wasn’t believing her eyes.
I then went ahead and get a phone, I snapped her p–y and showed it to her.
“What! How come?” She asked.
“I don’t know too.” I replied standing akimbo.
Her p–sy was covered with skin, only a tiny place was left for her to urinate.
“Did you perform a surgical operation there when you were younger?” I asked.
“Of course not, I’ve never had a surgical opera–tion done on me. First I was pregnant mysteriously, now I do not have a p–y. I do not know what is going on with me, sincerely.” She said and I just peeked at her.
“Do you have secretes you are not telling me? Is that why you said you did not want us to make love in our marriage?” She asked.
“No, it was just a personal decision, I want our marriage to be unique and not like the common marriage of ‘give birth and watch them grow up’ ” She replied.
I sunk to the bed and rested my head on the pillow.
I have no idea if she was lying or telling the truth but what I know is that I’m frustrated.
“Oscar, help me….I’m now scared of myself.” She said and I went to look inside her face.
I never loved her from the onset, I just want to f–k her and run out of the marriage in no time but it’s taking time.
How in the world will someone not have a p–y?
Is that even possible.
This girl definately is hiding a lot from me
And I don’t care what she is hiding, I must make love with her before I leave this marriage.
I lai–d her down again and tried so hard to pene–trate but it was impossible.
The both of us sat on the bed, staring into our face without uttering a word.