We raced to his apartment laughing.Past the door, I jumped on the couch, lifted the dress hem the few inches necessary and spread my legs. He yanked his pants down to his ankles. It was a frenzy on the sofa with shoes on and attire asunder. Spent, it was too late. We’d skipped the condom.Driving home near dawn, re-dressed in work togs, a sober wife, I realized my stupidity.Edward took responsibility. He assured me he would take care of it, if necessary. I knew what that meant but was afraid to confirm it. After three days he gave me a pregnancy test and assured me all was okay. It was not all okay with me. It was me who could be pregnant. I didn’t know what I would do if so. How could I pray to God? It would be God’s retribution.I knew I couldn’t have an abortion, confess to my husband or marry Edward. Each day I lived in terror and soon lost five pounds. I counted the days. No, I counted the hours. Was it a week, no it was longer, oh God not two weeks since my period? Hubby noticed. What girl will ever want to go out with me? I might as well marry a guy. I can just see myself in a white satin wedding gown, standing before everyone, unable to breathe because of that damn girdle, saying "I do" to some guy while everyone laughs at me. Well, no use delaying it. I started putting on my lingerie. I was just pulling the slip over my head when Danny walked right in without knocking. I held my dress in front of my body. "Hello, pretty girl!" he said. "Oh, this is gonna be fun! I can't wait to see Dad's reaction when you skip into the room in your pretty pink dress! And Mom says you have to tell him it was all your idea!" "Shut up! Get out of here!" "Or what? Gonna hit me?" I ignored him, and stepped into my dress. I reached behind my back and started zipping it up. "Need some help with your dress, Melissa?" "I can zip up my own dress, thanks." I cringed as he laughed. What a stupid thing for me to say. And the sad thing was that I was able to zip it up myself.
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