A TRIP TO NOWHERE PART 2

The house was dusty and it was slowly becoming a rat kingdom. I needed to locate those boys that gallivant around the street, to come help me clean. She changed to a short, and the work started. Her activities were close to that of a house girl. The energy was extreme and her consciousness of hygiene, made me know she was brought up from a good home. She also helped in arranging the things, I brought from home, and didn’t act impressed in any way. I wanted to know the effect of who I am, in what was happening. 

She had a hot bath and changed to my shirt. We are getting closer to the point I guess. I was on my bed with a boxer short on, trying to watch a movie; concentration wasn’t just possible. She joined me on the bed and in all anxiety I reached for her. She brought up the whole story of: stop now, baby I’m tired. I remembered some of the things I’ve learnt are when ladies say no, they mean yes subconsciously.

Thus I moved further, settling my hands on her breast and a heavenly feeling was uploaded in me. It took less than a minute for me to have a taste, as she pulled her hands around my neck with a lovely composition of sound track. I stayed on the nipples for a while to create awareness for the next level. When both shorts were down, it was a glorious entry. I was on it for over forty minutes. The more I plunged, the more energy I had. Then after a while I felt a flow out of my manhood, followed by a sudden loss of strength, and I knew I needed to rest a little.  She needed to clean the whitish liquid, but was also tired. We both lay on the bed looking at each other, and smiling in an act of appreciation. She moved closer and asked another question: hope you are not using me? How can I do that my love? Who would have you and do such. Men can promise what they cannot give, just to have what they want. She started rubbing her legs against my dick, and that started the second round. 

The whole activities continued for the next three days. School was getting full and flat mates are resuming, registrations needed to be done, and she didn’t make any move of going back to her school. Her profession of love is now higher than mine who started the whole thing. I wasn’t comfortable with her being around again. I had to make a move. Her reluctances were now becoming irritating. Charles just came back from school and knocked on my door. He stays in a room inside the building also. I opened the door and told him to come in but he insisted I should come out. I closed the door behind us; your girlfriend has resumed he said. She asked after you today and I denied you weren’t back yet. She acted surprised though, like she knew you were back. Brother, discharge this girl.

I made up my mind to tell her to leave but I couldn’t. She looked at me and said: your girlfriend has resumed right? And you need me to go. Remember I asked you these questions. I sat up to defend myself. She started crying, saying some things which sounded like incantations. I wasn’t interested in all those, all I needed was for her to go back to school first, and later on we settle it. With all these cries and talks, she made no move of putting her things together to leave. I walked out of my compound, to liaise with some friends to help me pursue her, although I didn’t want our relationship to end disastrously, but it seemed the only way out. They told me I was decorating the impression, and I’m not hitting the nail on the head. They came with me to see the fear of confrontation I spoke about. I opened the door to my room with four boys behind me. To my surprise, she had packed her things, and fully dressed, ready to go back to school. 

She called everybody by their names and told us what we discussed in the other house. We didn’t put so much attention  to this, until she had gone. Some said she’s a witch, some said it was possible for her to be listening. Whichever way, she is no more.  I tried to give her some money for transportation, but she declined and she told me I left a note for you in your room, under your pillow, make use of it. Cabs are the easiest things in Ado Ekiti, thus in a short while she was gone, and to me I just resumed school. I needed a shower and a drive to school.

I walked into my room with Charles. I told him what she said. We rushed to see the note she dropped. It clearly read “you might think you are living, but sincerely you are a dead soul; you’ll look for me, but you will not find me”. I was touched by this, but didn’t sound anything spiritual to me. My other friends laughed over it, saying girls can be so emotional. I pondered on it for a while but I can’t continue a relationship based on threat from a girl I thought to myself. I had my bath, and off to school I went. Everyone seemed surprised seeing me drive in school. I had joined the league of big boys, and now I can be reckoned with. Immediately Jumoke saw me, she started smiling, and for the first time in two semesters, she welcomed me with a kiss. Then I knew the powers of a Toyota corolla. 

Jumoke had been the only girl I’ve loved over a period of time. We’ve done everything, apart from sexual or relating to sex. I have professed love so well, and many people think we’ve started dating already, which we are not, but we can’t do without ourselves. I have been the escort for two semesters, preaching the same message of love. The holidays had made the difference. The land line telephones in both house obviously suffered this. One particular night she called and my mum picked. Her shout is always irritating. You have a call she said. I asked who? One girl, take my friend. I collected the receiver from her as the voice on the other side said: I have good news for you. What’s that dear?  I think I want to date you also, so let’s see how it works. I didn’t want to believe I just heard that. 

This beauty was what that stupid college of education girl wanted to spoil. She jumped into the car and off we drove, if I knew it I wouldn’t have brought her home immediately. And that was the second TRIP TO NOWHERE………..