Life Hacks/Start cleaning while you continue explaining
“Well,” you say, “you know your uterus is where the baby grows inside you right?” You respond to Angel’s question as you hear the sound of Brittany’s footsteps coming up the stairs.
“Uhhh…. mmm, hmm?” She responds in an affirmative, but it doesn’t seem all that confident. Did she actually not know that and is just pretending she knew what you just said? You would think she should at least know about her uterus though, right? Your mom and dad had given you and Charity a pretty good sexual education by this point, maybe she thought it was your job to teach Angel though? You haven’t taught her anything, and you are pretty sure Charity wouldn’t have either in the past 4 years. So, maybe she really didn’t know?
Well, at any rate, let’s not make an issue of it. “Well,” you say, “in order for your uterus to get ready for the baby, it needs to make a new special layer of skin inside the uterus to help the baby grow, but if you don’t get pregnant when it has the skin ready, that extra skin dies and comes out as blood.”
You can see Angel staring blankly at you after that explanation, that was probably a little too much for her. “Umm… it’s kinda like if you make a cake for someone’s birthday but nobody comes to eat it. If nobody’s there to eat it, it gets all stale and hard as a rock and you have to throw it in the trash. The same thing happens to the skin inside your uterus when it’s trying to get ready for the baby, except instead of turning hard like a rock it turns into blood.”
“Eeeew!” Angel squeaks. At this point you’ve already started sliding the piece of toilet paper you have previously torn off up between Angel’s legs as you gently part her knees and you begin lightly rubbing the blood from her inner thighs. “Umm…” She begins to shift uncomfortably, giving you a little bit of a weird and embarrassed look as she reluctantly opens her thighs and allows you access. As Angel’s pussy splotched with dried ugly-brown blood comes into view, you can see a small trickle has begun again from her vagina in this motion, however it quickly seems to stop. Angel looks down at her own privates with a complicated expression before looking away.
“Uhh… X..Xander?” Angel hesitates. Meanwhile, the sound of Brittany’s footsteps have stopped right outside the bathroom door. You can hear her breathing very shallowly out there as she stands without making a sound. Is she ease-dropping on this?
“Uh-huh?” You respond, dropping the toilet paper into the bowl after having it caught in the stream of her dripping period blood as you were trying to wipe off the dried-on blood on her outer labia. Fortunately though, the fresh flow from her vagina seems to be stopping.
“I.. is it true you make a baby by a boy… umm… putting his… thing in… there?” She asks and her face becomes extremely flush as she makes a general gesture toward where your hands are caring for her.
“Yeah.” You tell her.
“Hmm…” She responds and a somewhat uncomfortable look comes over her face. “But… I didn’t let any boys do anything like that!” She says somewhat insistently.
“Uhh…” You let out a dumb sound, wondering what she’s talking about, and at about the same time you hear some shifting outside the door. You wonder if Brittany understands something about the weird thoughts that must be going through Angel’s mind right now.
“Why is my.. uterus trying to get ready for a baby if I didn’t do anything like that?” She asks.
“Oh!” You respond. “No, no, you don’t have your period because you.. uhh… did things with a boy. Actually, you have your period when you DON’T do things with a boy to make a baby. Now that you’re old enough, your body is going to keep trying to make a baby, and when there is no baby you get your period.”
“Oh..” She responds, “That’s stupid!” You give a little chuckle at her pouty face. This dried-on blood though is not coming off just from rubbing it with the toilet paper though.
How will you handle this?