Nailed & Recharged
On Wednesday, the 16th, my sister and I decided to get our nails done in Seattle at one of the numerous little asian-run nail salons. I *knew* my period was due to start soon so we stopped at the store for some pantyliners after an extensive debate about whether or not to put a pad on BEFORE it started, knowing it may come at an inopportune time when you couldn't get up and put a pad on, or WAIT. I myself hate putting one on before I absolutely have to; if it doesn't come for hours you wind up with a trashed and wasted pad, and bulk for no reason. After all, it *is* summer.
Anyway, the first thing I did when we got to the nail salon was take my new plastic-bag clad box of pantyliners (a generic brand) into their bathroom to ward off an accident. Lo and behold, my period had JUST STARTED so I put on a *real* pad and discovered they were out of toilet paper. I had to wipe this month's first blood off with a harsh paper towel. Sigh.
When my manicure girl started to make small talk with me in broken english, asking how I was doing, I almost told her, "my period just started." I decided against it even though I was very curious how she would respond.
*****
Yesterday I had no flow to speak of, just some mauve-tinted snotty stuff, until last night, when Tucker and I had a goodbye fuck (he's going to be gone for three nights on a backpacking trip) which recharged my period. Lube, his come, and my period mixed together for some comfortingly warm goo that's still leaking out of me today.
Anyway, the first thing I did when we got to the nail salon was take my new plastic-bag clad box of pantyliners (a generic brand) into their bathroom to ward off an accident. Lo and behold, my period had JUST STARTED so I put on a *real* pad and discovered they were out of toilet paper. I had to wipe this month's first blood off with a harsh paper towel. Sigh.
When my manicure girl started to make small talk with me in broken english, asking how I was doing, I almost told her, "my period just started." I decided against it even though I was very curious how she would respond.
*****
Yesterday I had no flow to speak of, just some mauve-tinted snotty stuff, until last night, when Tucker and I had a goodbye fuck (he's going to be gone for three nights on a backpacking trip) which recharged my period. Lube, his come, and my period mixed together for some comfortingly warm goo that's still leaking out of me today.
posted by Trixie Fontaine at 1:10 PM
2 Comments:
hey trixie,
good blog :). enjoyed reading it. well hey sometime email me maxipadboy2001@hotmail.com. i have a few questions for you.
(~pad~)
Trixie, have you ever told a woman stranger "Just started my period"? You saod you were close and I wondered how common that is among women.
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