Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 52
I paused the game and listened intently in anticipation of the knock again
It sounded again barely two secs later. I dropped my phone on the bed and walked towards the door
“who is that?” I asked in a whisper tone hoping it shouldn’t be Doris
We just barely escaped getting caught some hours ago, and am not ready to thread that path again. Atleast not now
“its me Joke”. Came the reply. My conscience started troubling me at the hearing of her voice
Can I face her now? Have Nike spoken to her?
I continue to dither for some seconds before she spoke again
“open the door now”
“just a sec…” I took a deep breath and opened the door ajar.
She was claded in a blue bumshorts and a strapless white top
The smell of her haircream penetrated my nostrils and the aura portrayed by her presence made me throw all the guilt into thin air as I dragged her inside, closed the door and placed a deep kiss on her lips
She stopped the kissing after 3secs and we approached the bed
I sat down with my back leaned against the wall. She relaxed on the bed and placed her head on my laps.
The fan in the room continue to discharge its breeze steadily to strenghten the hobnob moment we were having together
“you know, Nike has explain everything to me” she stated after some minutes of silence in the room
Chai, atlast, My barca is about to leave Champions league. My admission to get back on the street is finally completed
“talk now!” her voice snapped me out of my shivery metaphorical thoughts
“erm…erm…its not what you think Joke…I can explain..”
“Nike already told me at the salon that you have met the brother of one of the gang members” She clarified
“you mean erm..you were actually talking about those robbers?” I said with a less anxious tone
“yeap…How do you plan to settle the issue with them? You can’t stay here forever, which is why am so worried”
She turned her head to my stomach direction so our eyes were now at a confluence
I hmmmed as I felt a great relief run through my mind. I resumed to stroking her hair
“seriously Joke, I don’t know, but the good news is that, I just got to know the house of one of them…….I don’t have a plan yet but I will try and sort it out soon.” I explained hedgely
She stared at my face probably expecting me to say something else
“what style of hair is this one?” I asked after the prolonged silence
“its called brazillian weaveon..its the trending style in town” she replied casually with a smile and I can’t help but admire her beauty again
“hmmm…you look beautiful Joke, I swear to you with my ATM password, you are the perfect definition of beauty”
“ahahah…you flatter me too much…Darous” she said with a melodic laughter
“if you call that one flattering, then what do you call this?” I asked rhetorically
“what?”
I coughed a bit and began. “Gawd created you UNIQUE, He used all his beauty TECHNIQUES and gave you the best PHYSIQUE, even without you visiting the BOUTIQUE you look CLASSIQUE, Joke you are LOVELY!” I stated amorously and I could see the effects of my words in her eyes. She was so emotional
“hmm..Darous, that was really really lovely…you make me feel like a new baby..” She raised her head up and gave me a short kiss on the lips
“Joke, if I had the letters ‘HRT’ I can add an ‘EA’ to get a ‘hEArt’ or a ‘U’ to get a ‘hUrt’. But I’ll rather add a ‘U’ and get ‘HURT’ than have a ‘HEART’ without ‘U”
“wow! wow! This is too much honey…Gawd, I love you sooo much…I feel like crying dear…you surely know how to trigger my emotions..” she resumed to showering me with kisses and pecks
We romanced cladedly for close to 35mins before she pulled away
She sat on my stretched laps and stared into my eyes.
“can you make love to me?” she asked with a slight frightened tone that got me confused
“make love? To you?”
“yes love! I want you to be my first!” she beseeched with a cordial smile
“what!” I exclaimed in bewilderment as her words registered its meanings in my brain “you mean you are a…erm…I mean a Vir…..gin?”
“yes dear!….you make it sound as if its such a bad thing”
“no..no..it isn’t but its a very rare thing…care to tell me why?”
“why what?”
“I mean why you still a virgin at 25”
“no one wants to date a crippled lady except you” She said with a tone of irony
Even as a self-acclaimed pusee hunter that I am, this is one thing I hated most in my life. To Disvirgin a Virgin is a total phobia to me
In reality-check, this emotional Joke will never forgive me if I later betray her which I know I will
I turned her enticing offer down elusively by telling her that we should maintain her status till the night of our wedding. She wasn’t happy but she accepted it notwithstanding
It was 4:00am when she left my room and I slept off
***
I was having yet again the mysterious sexual dream when the ringing of my phone woke me up
I reached for it and was totally astounded with the caller I.d
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