“Was it something I did?”
“Did I hurt you?”
He knelt down next to me; a pillow tucked between his
knees, and continued to ask questions. He couldn’t figure out how I went from aroused
to frigid just like that.
I tried to respond but couldn’t say a word…instead; I had
tears streaming down my face.
Captain got up; sat next to me, clad in just his
briefs…he started to sweet talk me. Telling me how this was not just a night of
fun culminated in lust and passion. How he was going to take care of me and how
we would be exclusive.
“I just want
some joy back in my life…”
“I just want to
feel loved and get to show love again”
“I can’t force
you; and if you say no…I totally understand”
“It’s not
everyone that you really like that will reciprocate”
I could see he was crying too
“That’s not the
problem sir” I blurted out
He stopped and turned around…he was already walking
towards his clothes to get dressed
The look on his face suggested he wanted me to spill it
“I’m…I’m…I’m a
virgin” I stuttered
“Wow!” he
exclaimed as he collapsed into the sofa where we had flung our clothes.
He sat there for a while, scratching his head and
making all kinds of facial expressions that further confused me. He later got
up, came to sit next to me and continued talking
“I somehow knew
you’re a very decent girl but wasn’t really sure about the ‘being a virgin’
part”
“It’s okay…I had
no intentions of taking advantage of you anyway and I already mentioned that
nothing attracts me to a woman like chastity”
“If this is
true, it only consolidates what’s already on ground”
“Bu…bu…but you
are married sir” I blurted out again
“I know my
dear…but I’m at a point in my life where I need to make certain decisions. This
is a case of something that sprung forth on its own while you were still
thinking of planting it”
“I may not be
able to tell you exactly how this will play out but trust me; whichever way it
goes, the odds favor you”
“When we get to
the bridge of my wife, we will cross it”
He moved closer, wiped my tears and got me one of his
Tee shirts to put on.
He asked me to come sleep next to him as he held me and
laid my head on the right side of his chest. He was super fit; a little too fit for his age…maybe
it had something to do with his military background.
“Rest assured, I
will take care of you and yours…I promise” he said, as he reclined onto the
pillow.
It was an emotional night and I didn’t know when I
slept off on Captain’s chest…I woke up some hours later and Captain was still
up, it looked like he was watching me sleep with his right hand holding me close.
He smiled and asked when I would like to leave…it was
right around 4:30 in the morning.
I shrugged my shoulder, and said it was up to him. He then promised to drop me off after breakfast and wanted me to sleep some more…but I couldn’t sleep anymore.
He played a romantic movie and we watched together; sitting up in bed, in each other’s arms.
I wasn’t exactly sure of what was happening or what we
were doing but I was warming up to it. He was such a gentleman and the fact
that he respected my decision and my body, even when I had played along to a
dangerous extent, earned him some huge points. “Maybe not all men are bad after
all” I thought to myself.
Captain made breakfast and brought it to me in bed…he
said his cook had Sundays off because he used that opportunity to stay in touch
with his culinary skills. The food was delicious…it was fried eggs but it was on another level.
True to his words, Captain dropped me off at school.
On our way, he informed me of the money he had left in my
purse, (he did that while I was taking my bath). He wanted me to have it for
upkeep and for anything I needed in school. He also promised to be in touch but
wouldn’t do it in a way that affected my concentration in school.
I thanked him for such a wonderful time and for being
so nice to me…I couldn’t help but give him a hug before getting off his car.
“Awwwwwwwwwwwwww!
My baby is all grown…chai! See levels” “It feels like you graduated 3 classes all at once”
“You could have told me you were not coming home to sleep”
“I called and called but your phone was switched off”
“I was a little worried, so I sent Captain a text and he told me you guys were fine. It wasn’t until then that I could go to bed”
“I was here worrying my pretty head, not knowing you were busy getting ‘your groove on’”
“Biko (please), my ears are itching”
“I need to know
everything that happened o…every single detail”
That was Deola’s welcome speech as soon as I stepped
into the room…but with everything I told her, she found it really hard to believe
that nothing happened between Captain and me
“Why would I
hide things from you…”
“Captain was just
being a gentleman”
“If he had insisted,
I would not have had a choice”
“No be me waka go
there with my legs? (Was I forced to visit him?)”
“He’s such a darling…if
only he wasn’t married”
I said with a sigh, while clutching and squeezing one
of Deola’s stuffed bears.
“Hold up girl! This
one that you are already fantasizing and picking wedding dress in your mind,
you may want to tread softly o”
“It was just a
night together, too early to tell where this bus is headed. Too early to bring
in this much emotion”
“You are the
mistress, not the wife…you have to constantly be in control. Never, ever lose
your edge. Don’t ever let him feel like
he got you wrapped around his fingers”
“I’m not saying
don’t like him, but tread cautiously…and by the way, some of these men will say
or do anything to get what they want, then leave you high and dry; so less
emotion, more focus on the business angle…capisce?”
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