Sometimes, I think I am cursed, looking at the misfortunes that follow my love life, reigning on my parade like they are entitled, I look to the skies and simply shake my head.
Recently, I met a very beautiful girl, endowed with character, brains and those eye brow rising looks. Top of her class at Makerere and well, she rolls with the big dogs. I found my self a fancy girl and for 3 months we have been dating.
She put me on an indirect 90 day rule and I obliged because I loved her so much, and she loved me too so we were in no rush. On her birthday last week, after cake and dancing all night long, she invited me to her place claiming I would be her birthday gift, something I totally failed to resist.
If you have been held at ransom by the 90 day rule, then you know exactly what I mean. After a hot and cozy night of slow whispers and angelic moans, we all fell in a pile to our dream world, sleep. I am an early riser and when I woke this time, I was all wet, she was wet, the bed was wet and for a moment, I couldn’t remember her squirting the night before and on conscious inspection, I noticed it was pee.
It didn’t bother me much then till a couple of days ago when we caught the movies at my place, there was no sexual engagement and we just went to sleep after the midnight coffee but on waking in the morning, my bed was soaked and she was comfortable in her mess.
I love her so much, not after that 90 day rule, but she wets the bed and that’s disgusting, what should I do?
