I got 99 problems and you are one

I was falling asleep in bed after a long day at the sushi restaurant where I worked. It was a busy Friday, and my shift that began at 10:30 a.m. ended, at last, at 12 a.m.

Hart, who had spent another solid day as a jobless man, came in and laid down next to me.

I already knew what was coming, but I hoped that perhaps he would leave me to sleep instead of asking me for sex, as he did every night.^*

We talked for a little while; I told him about work and the comically sexist things my Japanese boss yelled and he told me how much he'd saved by buying pot from our friend's roommate down the street. He began cuddling me closer; I knew what was coming and I dreaded it.

"Hey," he whispered in my ear. "Wanna have sex?"

"I really don't want to," I whispered.

"Why not?"

Not wanting to site the overused "I'm too tired," as a reason, I opted for one of the many other choices available.

"Calvin, Shoop, Carson and Steg are all sitting right outside the door."

"They won't be able to hear us; we can be really quiet"

"We don't have a door, they definitely will hear us. Hell, they can probably even see us."

"Come on, they won't even know." He was grinning.

I felt annoyed that he was persisting and more annoyed that I'd not only been asleep, I'd had to work while he'd sat around the apartment watching movies and smoking out.

"Anyway I'm tired from working all day and I still have a yeast infection." I rolled over and closed my eyes to show how sleepy I was.

"You can't still have one."He said, crowding me against the wall."You know, sex would probably help it go away."

I was incredulous. "I'm pretty sure it irritates and makes it worse. Sex and dairy: both bad for the infection. Aside from making it worse in the long run it's also painfully uncomfortable to do it with an infection."

Surely this information would soften his demand; he cared for me and surely would not want to coerce me into sex that was painful! That would make it unenjoyable for both of us!

"Aww, baby, I didn't know that." He gently kissed the back of my neck. "I'll have to be quick then."

I rolled back over and used the wall as a brace as I pushed him off the bed with my feet.

"What?" Hart said from the floor.

Turning back to the wall, I pulled the banket over my head and shut my eyes.

Sometimes when you ignore a problem, it does go away.



^*Before I continue, I feel that I must say that I enjoy sex when the pleasure and amount of energy put in is reciprocal, when it does not become a chore, and when I am not guilted or badgered into it, especially if I am on my period or perhaps have a yeast infection from having terrible sex too often.