The thing needed to make that future perfect was to use the time we had properly while making wise choices.
I brought the finger out of her and slipped it inside again while observing her face to see the sweet expressions she was making.
"Should I add one more finger?"
"Will it fit?" she asked innocently.
What was she saying? She was asking if another finger would fit? Did she think my finger was a thick tree trunk? Then what would she call my pride if she saw it?
I suppressed my laughter with great difficulty. If it was not for the mood, I would have choked on laughter. It was surprising- I did not remember laughing freely before. Everything felt so gloomy.
But that was until two days ago. Being with her was enough to lighten up my mood and even I could see a side of me that I did not know existed.
"We'll see," I said and pushed another finger inside her.
"Ah... umm..."
