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The next morning, I woke up feeling very happy and satisfied. The first person I had to call was Hillary;
Hillary: Morning baby.
Me: Good morning honey. You still in bed?
He yawned and I knew the answer to my own question.
Hillary: Yea bae. Couldn’t sleep well last night.
Me: Ah! What happened?
Hillary: Something serious. I had to manage all night.
I became worried immediately, thinking up different things that could make him loose sleep.
Me: Tell me. What’s the problem?
Hillary; Don’t worry bae. I’ll get over it.
Me: Over what?
Hillary: How was your night?
Me: Now don’t even try it. What’s wrong with you?
Hillary: You.
I eased up immediately. So, it wasn’t that bad.
Me: What do you mean by me?
Hillary: You were going through my mind last night, I couldn’t sleep as I was pointing an erection all through.
Now, I was left to wonder what he meant by that.
Hillary; Bae, I’ll call you back. Someone’s at my gate.
Me: Okay.
I hung up and quickly put on one of my old baggy tops. i had slept unclad last night and it felt really good. I ran out of the house and headed straight to Ken’s apartment. He was receiving a call when I got to his sitting room so I sat down and waited. He didn’t take long before joining me.
Me: Good morning bro.
Ken: Morning sis. This one you’re here with all this modalities, hope you ain’t planning a s£duct!on?
Now, I smiled. That’s how he talks to both Kamsi and I. If it had being Gospel, he would have ogled me out of his house.
Me: You’re sick.
Ken: Yes. I know. So what brings you this morning.
I cleared my throat and thought of the right way to ask him the question.
Me: Please, what does it mean for a guy to say that he was pointing an erection?
He smiled and looked away, making me feel very sorry for asking that question.
Me: I’m….
Ken: Wait. You don’t have to feel bad okay. Its normal for every Lady to ask questions. But let me ask, who told you that? Gospel?
Me: No. I called Lary and he was sounding so down. When u asked, he said he didn’t sleep well last night cos of the pointing of erection something.
He nodded like he understood and stared at me for a while.
Ken: Let me ask, do you both get under the sheet?
I paused for a while.
Me: Like sex?
He nodded.
Me: No. We’ve not gone beyond kissing and i feel bad about it because it’s like I’m the reason for it.
Ken: What do you mean? Did he ask and you denied him?
Me: No. No. I feel he pities me, he’s never asked for it, he doesn’t even talk about it. And I’m sure it’s because of what….
Ken: Sshh. Stop talking trash.
He came closer and touched my hair.
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