Don't Mention God To Me - S01 E15

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Don't Mention God To Me - S01 E15

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 15

His kiss tasted nice and sweet as he went deeper and deeper,wriggling his tongue in mine while he gently caressed my hair but I got lost and became 360° sexually aroused when his hands went down my tender breasts that I began to pull off his white singlet wanting more…then he paused, held my hands which were trying to pull off his boxers and said,

“I won’t go further than this…” He said smiling and touching my hair which had scattered in the process. I became ashamed at how loosed I had become as my eyes were red begging for something more, I buried my face in the bed for shame and couldn’t look into his eyes and he began to laugh and held me trying to tickle me again to laugh.

“My baby is shy…” He said and turned me over with a tickle until I began to laugh hard again.

“I’m sorry i made up go high.. was only hungry to taste those pink lips and not..” He said laughing and by this time, we had forgotten that it was already 8:42pm.

I jumped up in fear when I found out that it was already late into the night and he apologized for keeping, explaining that himself didn’t know the time had gone so far.

I hurriedly put myself together and he walked me down very close to the house and watched me entered the old metal gate before going back. I entered the house and was welcomed by the strange looks of everyone in the parlor but Baba was not there with them.

I breathed down a heavy sigh of relief as they were not my real problem and walked past them to my room only to find Baba in my room praying.

I opened the door but he didn’t know because he was lost in the depth of his prayers so I closed the door back and stood outside the door post peeping through the window as I saw him moved round my room from where my clothes were hanged to my clothe box, placing his hands on them and speaking into them.

He walked over to where my shoes were, picked them up and spoke utterances into all my shoes and did same to all my personal belongings… I remembered hearing him pray thus;

“Lord, open her eyes and let everything speak to her. Let her clothes speak salvation into her heart and life,let the the sun, the moon and the star separate her from every enemy of her soul.

For mine sake Lord, for the sake of my youthful years and ambitions which I sacrificed on the altar to obey your call,don’t let hell win the battle over Zion’s life..”

I heard Baba’s prayers and at a point, it seemed he was groaning in pain as he prayed . My heart became very heavy with the urge to cry, I became remorseful and felt loved at the same time as tears flowed down my cheeks.

After a while, he felt my presence and stopped praying, so I wiped me tears and set up a bold face waiting for his rebuke once he comes out, but to my dismay, he came out of the room sweating profusely, looked at me with a mild smile and walked past.

I rushed into my room and locked the door behind not knowing what to think but when I remembered the kiss incident at Greg’s place, I beamed with smiles and forgot every other things to concentrate on my memories with Greg .

Greg had told me he wants to travel back to Lagos as his father had been calling him to come back and he promised to get me a new phone before going back so we can be communicating while he is away.

He fulfilled his promise of getting me a new phone with enough cash which I kept secret from Baba’s knowledge. The day he traveled back,i cried out my eyes but he promised to return soon after which a very long kiss and romances ensued.

We talked regularly over the phone till December when he promised to return with his family for the Yuletide but he didn’t show up neither did I see anyone around their house all the through that festive season. Worst of all was that his numbers weren’t reachable, so I became very restless…