Ben and I arranged for a court wedding, followed by a Church wedding, in a span of two months, to the dismay of my dad. The main point was that we were married now, however, this turned out to be the worst mistake of my life!
Two weeks into the marriage, I found myself pleading with Ben each night to make love to me and make me feel like a woman... His woman! But it was always one excuse after the other;
"Sweetheart, work was hectic today. I'm really tired. Let’s do this another time.”
“You know I need enough rest so I can report to work early tomorrow morning!"
Ben would always say.
He worked as a surgeon, in the accident and emergency unit of a government owned hospital, while I worked as a teacher at a private secondary school not too far from where we lived. Ben worked far away from where we lived so he always left home before me and returned late in the night. Once he had dinner, sleep was the next on his agenda.
Three weeks and five days of pleading with Ben to make love to me, my ears finally heard what I couldn’t possibly have imagined. While trying hard to get him excited one night, he showed no signs of pleasure. He wore a sad look on his face as he spoke;
"Baby, it's not like I don't love you, but no matter what you do, I just can't do it. I've tried several times to get over this but it's not working."
I quizzed, “Honey, what are you talking about? What's happening? Get over what?!"
I had a thousand questions running through my mind.
"I was molested when I was young..."
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