Nidia's face was so hot that she pretended to be calm. She raised her head to look at herself in the mirror. She was still wearing only that small white cotton camisole that was worn before shower.
She didn't know why, but he had put back again, what was taken off her previously.
Shouldn't she wear the pajamas?
The pajamas, however, were completely put aside.
When her hair was completely dried and the blow dryer was turned off, Nidia pointed to a box of tampons on the shelf with her injured finger. She muttered with downcast eyes, "Jackson, I'm in my menstrual period, so don't mess around."
"It seems like you are often on menstrual period?" He said slightly.
Nidia glared at him with disbelief, "What do you mean? Once a month, and I have an exceptionally normal menstrual cycle. You should be blamed for having a dirty, purposeful and filthy mind..."
And that was the reason he always had to meet with her menstrual period.