"Why do you want to know about everything?" Jessica muttered as she stood about leaving the sitting room. She was obviously angry, probably due to the question I asked her.
But why angry? I only wanted to know what happened, she had the right to tell and not tell anyone if she wish. I wouldn't bother her again. However, the whole thing would keep lingering in my mind and I would continue to wonder what exactly happened that day between the two... until she say something reasonable to me about it or narrate everything to me.
"I am sorry, Jessica... please wait" I said and watched as she halted, "I think I should be the one to leave the sitting room, I came back and found you here. Plus, I thought you were watching film here. I can give you the space you need" I sweettalked her.
"Okay," she muttered and gently returned back to where she stood from, "thanks for understanding" she added.
"You are welcome" I beamed at her and then left to my room upstairs with different kinds of thoughts pacing round my mind as I laid on my bed with my face facing the ceiling.
I was really surprised to see her that angry, I only asked about what happened between her on that day with Reade. I thought she would be happy to share the story with me since now the two weren't in good terms, but reverse turned out to be the case. If I had allowed her to leave the sitting room for me, things would have been worst I guess since she might spend her time thinking about my interference and might even misunderstand my motive.
Nevertheless, I still think I needed to know what happened exactly. The only thing I could imagine is, they both had some kind of love that day. I mean, they were probably intimate or had one way or the other engaged into a s*xual activity. She might still be virgin but I doubt that. When I say she might be virgin, I am talking about the possibility of her giving him a handjob.
Didn't know much about that but I once had an argument with an Arab girl and she told me a lot about their religious belief. She said when a woman is on her period, her husband can not approach her for his marital right.
That is to say, s*x. And when I asked why, she told me at that time she's impure and God forbids a man to sleep with his wife at such state. Well, I didn't want to argue with her the fact that science had also advised against it. But didn't forbid it or outrightly tag it as harmful.
So I asked her, what if the man is seriously in need of his wife on bed and is the horny type. What then should he possibly do, what exactly when sleeping with one's wife during period is forbidden in her religion.
She then smiled and told me she could give him a handjob, and as long as she displays her sensitive parts for him and used fluffy creams for the handjob, he would get the same experience and pleasure as normal love making that involves penetration.
And when I did research about handjob on the internet, I saw so many demonstrations which involves a woman holding a man's private part and cuddling or playing with it until the man reaches the state of orgasm and release semen.
Disgusting, huh? Well, a virgin woman can give that to a man and still remain virgin and the man can experience the same pleasure as love making. I would be very glad if that was what happened, handjob, and not what I feared.
While thinking about Jessica and Reade, the thought of Mrs Smith bounced into my mind. Jessica had apprised me on phone earlier that she came to see me and promised to come tomorrow, to what did I owe the pleasure? What did she came to see me for? Or did she have another good news to tell me about Aunt Vicky? I heaved a sigh as I continued diving deeper in my thoughts.
When she last came, she fed me a good news about Aunt Vicky. I was so glad the fact that there was nothing to worry about and that sooner or later, she would be recovering. That was why I didn't bother at all, and I bet Jessica had heard the same thing too that was why she wasn't worried like she was before. But, whenever I recalled Aunt Vicky in life support machine I still used to wonder if really she would recover soon as we were told.
Human body is a complicated thing when it comes to human knowledge. And although human beings have gone have in research, there were a lot more that are yet to be discovered. So many things remain a mystery to us, which means there are a lot that we don't know when it comes to how our body works.
With each passing day, scientists engage in different kinds of research about human body and medicine. If you ask why certain sicknesses or diseases have no known scientific cure, you would be told the cures are yet to be discovered. Some would say, there might not be cure anytime sooner but probably in the future as science and technology advances.
And I believe, one day there would be cure for everything. Even the seemingly incurable diseases we have now, that way nobody had to spend days or weeks in the hospital battling to survive an ailment. We would be cure in no time with the future medicine, I just hope that future is near. I huffed as I smiled and before I knew it, I was beginning to feel sleepy.
That was what I had been waiting for. Yes, sleep. And now, all I need was given in to slumber and relaxed my body for fast drift into the land of sleep. Or should I say, the land of dreams even though I don't often used to have dreams. No, not all the time like when I was a kid. When I was a kid I used to dream a lot.
When I woke up the following day, thank God I didn't oversleep, I took shower and changed into a wonderful dress. Thus, I went downstairs to prepare breakfast. There, in the sitting room I found Jessica sleeping.
The television was still on, although nothing was playing. It was obvious she dozed off while watching, otherwise it would have been an empty sitting room and an off television.
"Hey, Jesse, you still sleeping?" I uttered as I tapped to wake her up, "Jesse, wake up. It's already morning" I tried to lift her up.
"Oh, Laura..." she opened her puffy eyes, "I am exhausted" she said, trying to lay back on the counch. That was one of the effects of not sleeping in time. When you want to wake up, you feel the urge to continue with the sleep.
"Sure you," I replied to her words, "you didn't sleep in time, you know... that's why you are exhausted" I indirectly scolded her.
"It's not my fault," she huffed finally agreeing to sit down, "you bombarded me with questions last night, which made me unable to finish my movie in time" she said, now placing the blame on me.
"Now you are blaming, huh?" I feigned angry while glaring at her.
"Yes, you are to blamed" she said.
"I don't think so" I giggled, "Now go and get yourself showered, and come down here for breakfast. I would like to pay your mom a visit today, but I would wait and hear what Mrs Smith will say about her current situation first" I apprised her.
"Okay," She managed to get herself up to her feet, "I should be going now, see you when I am done" she said and began heading towards the stairway.
"Alright" I smiled and watched her until she was finally out of sight. Thus, I went to the kitchen and began preparing breakfast.
I broke and fried some eggs, pilled some Irish potato and fried them as well. Then I made tea for the two of us and served each one of us with three slices of bread, a plate of fried eggs and Irish potato. And by the time I was done serving, Jessica was already downstairs.
"Hey," she said as she pulled a chair the moment she arrived at the dining, and then sat down, "nice one" she commented on what I prepared for breakfast today.
"It's been long, huh?" I wrinkled a brow at her.
"Yes, sure!" she said.
Just then we began eating. The whole dining island became silent as silence crept upon us. I had nothing to say to and obviously, she also had nothing to say to me. We just continued eating until her phone rang. And just as she brought the phone out, I saw Frank's name.
She saved it as Dear Frank, with a happy emoji. I didn't know what that meant but I was okay by with, after all it wasn't as if something was going on between them or she was trying to overtake or snatch him away from me.
But wait a second, why was he calling her this early morning? What did he had to say to her so bad that he couldn't wait to do that later? And wasn't I supposed to know about... whatever it is? I mulled over while trying as much as I could to hide my anger. I didn't want her to know I was jealous and curious at the same time. I really didn't want her to know.
"It's Frank" she said about taking the call. She was someone stunned too, and the way she was looking up and down, it was obvious she was afraid of what I might think. "Hello," she said the moment she picked the call, "good morning" she added. "Fine", she huffed, "Fine also" she glanced at me. He must have asked about me that was why she glanced at me. "Yes, I did" she nodded her head positively as if he was right there in front of her. "Okay then, see you soon" she uttered and then ended the call.
"What did he asked about?" I curiously asked.
"He asked if I explained everything about what I told him, and I told him I did. That was all" she said and continued eating.
"Oh, okay then" I muttered and continued eating.
When we were done, I cleared the table and washed the dishes while she did other chores. Suddenly, the thought of Mrs Smith came into my mind, she promised to come but also asked me to see her should in case she forgets to come. I am sure she's in the hospital already.
After my morning chores, I went to my room and got myself prepared. Then I bade Jessica goodbye and left. I didn't need to take any vehicle to the hospital, after it wasn't as if it was that far. Plus, trekking would be good for me as morning exercise.
I kept on walking until suddenly, a car pulled over by my side. It almost rammed me but I was lucky I shifted away from its direction. "What the heck is wrong with you?" I yelled at the driver who turned out to be Paul the moment he raised his head. "Paul?" I glared at him, I had never seen him witg such an SUV before. Too big to handle for someone that is into drugs like him. He better get a small car and manage, "What exactly is wrong with you, are you trying to kill me or something?" I was furious, but despite my uproar he giggled and kept giggled while blowing his cigarettes. "If only you know how bad this lifestyle is, you wouldn't be doing all that you are doing. It's pathetic, you are too young to ruin your life" I rolled my eyes at him and began walking away.
