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seven days that a woman who has a regular cycle isn’t fertile. During this time period unprotected sex is not likely to end in a pregnancy,” she began.
    Micah nodded as if that made sense to him.
    “ But,” the good doctor continued, “it’s far from perfect. Leese expressed to me in the exam room that she doesn’t want to try the pill, patch or injection; she wants to keep this as natural as possible.”
    Micah nodded, “I can understand; I feel the same way.”
    “ Good, because from using your calendar, Leese,” she said turning to me, “your wedding falls perfectly in line with your seven days. I actually prefer to only trust this method for about four or five of those days, but that risk is up to you.”
    “ How big is the risk?” Micah asked before I could get the identical question out of my mouth.
    “ You’ll be running about a ten to twenty percent chance that this first union will end in a pregnancy.”
    We both swallowed audibly.
    “ I could use a condom,” Micah interrupted, his face turning scarlet.
    “ True and I’d normally prefer something like that in this situation, but after examining her, it might not be a viable solution.”
    Micah’s eyebrows rose and an odd smile pulled at the corners of his mouth, “Why?”
    Now I would finally learn what she found so odd about my anatomy.
    “ You’re going to have to forgive me for broaching what I hope is a subject you two have already discussed, but Micah have you ever had sexual relations with a woman before?”
    “ Yes,” he stated bluntly.
    “ Ever with a virgin?”
    “ Ah—no,” his face was getting red again.
    “ Good, then I don’t have to tell you to forget whatever you learned with that person, because Leese is a little different from most women.”
    We were both silent, but I was sure everyone in the quiet room could hear my heart slamming against my rib cage.
    “ Leese, you have a very thick hymen; that’s the barrier that partially closes the entrance to the vagina. Usually it is a thin membrane that is, more often than not, broken by a woman herself either by exploration or sports; yours is not thin; it’s more than a half inch thick actually.”
    “ What does that mean exactly,” Micah asked, curiosity written clearly on his face.
    She looked at him and semi-smiled, “You’re going to think there is no entrance. She’s a bit like Fort Knox.”
    “ But there is an entrance,” I said, a little shocked she was telling my future husband that I was similar to an impenetrable government facility.
    “ Yes, but there is a little bit more. I realized when I was checking you that you have an additional barrier just beyond the hymen. We don’t often see it so I ordered the sonogram to make sure I was correct. This is why a condom may not be a viable choice,” she said turning to Micah. “You’re going to need to be forceful to get past the hymen and you may feel you’ve met a wall when you get to the next barrier, but I assure you, you can push through it; it’s just going to be uncomfortable for Leese, and it might be too much stress on a condom.”
    We were back to being silent as her words were being ingested.
    “ I could,” she spoke up, “surgically remove most of, or the entire, hymen.”
    “ No!” we responded at the same moment, but I had a feeling for totally different reasons.
    “ I recommend you take a little tension off an hour or so before you actually have sex,” she said, once again looking to Micah. “You under—”
    “ Yes,” he said, red-faced again, but deeper this time.
    “ I’d prefer to put you on a low-estrogen birth control pill now Leese, so—”
    “ No—I told you my mother had all kinds of problems with the pill and I don’t want to risk it.”
    “ I understand, but you’re made from more than just her gene pool; you might not have any problems.
    “ Just the same, I’d rather our wedding night be as natural as possible.”
    “ I do recommend you switch to condoms