: The Pon :

I put my fingers in between her legs and felt the string.

"Oh no, Aunty Flow," I said. "That’s ok," she replied and right then in there to my astonishment, she pulled it out and laid it next to my bed. For a split second I was surprised but that feeling was quickly overwhelmed by my need to get laid.

And then the next morning upon lifting the toilet lid, I saw the pink evidence floating in my toilet.