[ FF ] `` My Frankincense is tingling . ''

The young woman sat up in bed, supported by the wall behind it. Most of her lower half had stopped hurting about a week ago, but she was still a little sore if she tensed the right muscles. She grimaced less out of pain and more out of annoyance at her husband. `` I already told you, no. Not yet. Can you not wait, goddamnit?'' 
 
 They had had this conversation every day for the last three weeks They'd only been married seven months but it felt like seven years. Most days she could n't believe she had ever married him, and this morning was no different. Her husband, a seedy-looking blue-collar worker named Joe, smoothed back his scraggly hair as he kicked his robe from under his feet and to the far corner of the room. He sat, naked, at the foot of her bed, pouting as well as a man can pout. `` Baby, *please*, I am begging you. We've been married over half a year and we have n't even done it yet! Do you even *know* how hard --'' She cut him off. 
 
 `` I was *pregnant*. We might have hurt the baby.'' 
 
 `` Yes, you were pregnant!'' He raised his voice. `` With some other bastard's fucking kid!!'' 
 
 `` That's *different*, Joe, do n't you dare bring that up right now!'' Her voice now matched his in pitch. The conversation became a screaming match. `` Do you think anyone really believed you had a six-month baby?'' 
 
 `` My mother was right about you, you jobless sleaze!'' 
 
 `` Sleaze?! Who went around *whoring* herself out while we were engaged?!'' 
 
 ``... Inconsiderate! Made me travel for fucking days when I was ready to pop and you could n't even take me to a damn doctor when I started going into labor!'' 
 
 The argument halted as the unhappy couple's attention turned to their new baby, whose cries at being awoken had finally grown louder than the both of them. Joe rubbed his temples, sighing. The new mother rose and rocked her child gently for a few minutes, placing him back down when his crying had abated. She turned back to her husband, who continued in a whisper, `` Please? We can use the massage oil we got at the baby shower.'' 
 
 `` Alright, alright, fine. Let's do this. *Quietly*.'' Joseph dipped his hand into the gilded vase of oil and rubbed it on his wife's nether regions. He kissed her, smiling for the first time in a week. `` Mary, you're the hottest woman in Nazareth.'' She giggled in response. `` Ooh, my frankincense is tingling!''
