Assistant girlfriend episode 5

February 2012
By the time I resumed year three, Richard was extremely skinny, and frequently spent time in and out of the clinic. He had frequent hemodialysis now. He had chronic kidney disease and was awaiting surgery for a transplant. I’d never been so close to such a thing in my life, I didn’t even know what to say to him or how I could help him. All I felt for him was fear and pity.
But Richard was a wonderful guy. He was full of life and so lively that I felt ashamed for being depressed over a failing relationship. Jack and I eventually patched things up and for a while didn’t get into quarrels or arguments.
I was happy for a moment, but things were no longer as pure as they once were. For me, i had been too depressed, it was hard to believe everything was cool.
For him, some of his friends had begun filling his ears with lots of gist about me, and the guys in the bq. They didn’t matter for a while until he began to repeat some of their advice to me.
Technically, we didn’t have sex because I couldn’t go all the way with him. We would fondle, smooch and even give and receive blow jobs but that was where it ended. It wasn’t like I didn’t trust him fully, I just wasn’t ready to go all the way and no amount of his cajoling could make me. I know what girls like my roomie say about guys and how they wouldn’t stick around if you didn’t go all the way with them. I wanted Jack to stay with me but I just wasn’t ready yet.
Some of his friends advised him to get another girl and he would often repeat this when I was stalling his attempts to have sex with me. I really don’t know if he ever cheated on me, but i know what happened on Valentine’s day.
We had planned to revamp our relationship. I was supposed to spend the weekend over at his place. I finally planned to go all the way with him and for days leading up to Val’s we talked of nothing else.

But on the D-day, he was nowhere to be found. I couldn’t reach him on phone because his phone was switched off. After hours of not getting through to him on phone, I decided to take the bull by the horn and go to his place, invited or not, after all we had planned to see.
I didn’t know what to expect at his place but I went anyways hoping he had some reasonable explanation for the silence. I hoped in my heart I could make things better between us this weekend. I wanted to go all the way with him on this special day because I always thought our not having sex was the cause of our issues. Kristen thought so too so I believed it must be so, the only thing was, nobody was home when I got to his place.
I sat outside and waited for hours but Jack never returned home. I went back home dejected and disappointed but the next day when he called with a truck load of apologies and promises, I felt happy again. He said his phone fell into water that morning and he had to go to the phone repair shop to have it fixed. He forgot his smaller phone at home so had no means of reaching me. The phone was still at the phone repairs shop and he would be going back to collect it that day.
I didn’t ask pertinent questions like, why didn’t he call me to tell me of the misfortune? Why ignore my calls that morning on his smaller phone and eventually switch it off? Why didn’t he call as soon as he got home. Those questions were at the tip of my tongue to ask but I swallowed them. I was glad we were good again, nothing else seemed to matter beside that