Sisi was just an 11-year-old girl when her mother entered her bedroom in the middle of the night to find her sobbing over her bloōdy bedsheets and the pain low in her belly.
Her mother laughed as she explained that it was simply part of being a woman, that it will still happen many times, promising to explain more in the morning.
Sisi's mother was always telling her that she asked too many question, so all she did was nod after her mother was done explaining and watch as her father got off her bed, pulled his trousers and boxers up, and silently followed her mother back to their room.
Her mother laughed as she explained that it was simply part of being a woman, that it will still happen many times, promising to explain more in the morning.
Sisi's mother was always telling her that she asked too many question, so all she did was nod after her mother was done explaining and watch as her father got off her bed, pulled his trousers and boxers up, and silently followed her mother back to their room.
Sisi was just an 11-year-old girl when her mother entered her bedroom in the middle of the night to find her sobbing over her bloōdy bedsheets and the pain low in her belly.
Her mother laughed as she explained that it was simply part of being a woman, that it will still happen many times, promising to explain more in the morning.
Sisi's mother was always telling her that she asked too many question, so all she did was nod after her mother was done explaining and watch as her father got off her bed, pulled his trousers and boxers up, and silently followed her mother back to their room.
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