=THE STORY THAT HAS NEVER BEEN TOLD== Episode 19 My shameful - TopicsExpress



          

=THE STORY THAT HAS NEVER BEEN TOLD== Episode 19 My shameful s_êxual encounter with Ify really did got to me psychologically . I slowly started withdrawing from her since I could no longer look her straight in the eyes. I was always the first to look away in submission whenever our eyes met. I always wondered what could be going through her mind whenever we met to the extent I even started reading sîlly meanings into typical normal actions of hers. I also tried as much as possible to avoid s_êx related discussions. The truth is that I was so much wallowing in self-pity that I totally forgot trying my luck with her again. She, on her part, was trying so much to make us become more intimate and I wasn’t ready for that; at least, not with someone my Ifeoma is better than. . . Talking about Ifeoma, she was beginning to sense a gradual emotional disconnection between us though I tried so much to hide it. If there’s anything I admire about Ifeoma that would be her ability to sense emotional instability even when it is not yet pronounced. I guess she was so emotionally connected to me that our spirits became unified. She would always call me out of the blues to tell me she has got this strange feelings that suggested all was not well with me at that time even when I never said a word about it to her. How she knew still baffles me till this day. Her advice is always proactive and on-point. Her actions where becoming strange that I had to ignorantly started suspecting if she was possessed with some sort of evil spirit. My deep ignorant research yielded no result in the affirmative. I gave up on my stupîd investigation after I read from a metaphysical book about two friends who were so loyal to each other to the extent their spirits became unified and thus could communicate using their minds as a medium as against oral or sign language. Ifeoma’s visits were becoming more frequent. She would utilize every single opportunity to rush down to Enugu from Aba just to be with me even when I hardly gave her any money except the paltry 300 naira I would always squeeze into her hand whenever she would be going back. She never complained, not even for once. We would satisfy each others s_êxual desire in the most adventurous ways possible except penetration and cunnîlingus. Within me I knew she did most of those things just to makeup for the starvation she subjected me to. She never knew I had cheated twice behind her back. I was already satisfied from what I got outside so whether she served me her own ‘food’ or not was never my problem. I was with her because I saw her as the perfect partner, a wife material; submissive, not nosy, homely, never-nagging as well as possessing great s_êx appeal. . . Our relationship was sailing on cruise-control mode and the parties involved were in love. ”Nna how far about your Ifeoma,” Uche would always ask me using that possessive expression ‘your’. Uche never hid his likeness and approval of Ifeoma in my life. Unknown to Ifeoma, Uche was her greatest secret ally because he would always give me some advisoral punches whenever I was misbehaving. What else could a girlfriend wish for than for her lover’s best friend to be on her side at all times. ”Daddy, I’ll be coming to Enugu next tomorrow,” Ifeoma had informed me as we were talking over the phone. ”Hope all is well cuz this one came sudden. You never told me you would be coming when we talked earlier in the morning today?” I replied her in surprise. ”Yea, no problem… I lied to my uncle that I wanted to do ashebi for my friend that is getting married. I just want to stay with you for two days,” she happily explained. ”Kai, so you lied to the unsuspecting man just because of me. Hmmm, am feeling bad for him already,” I said jokingly. Ifeoma’s uncle liked her so much that he never denied her anything she requested. He also trusted her. But here was she risking all those love, care and trust because of one broke âss ‘jonxing’ guy. We exchanged a few more romantic flatteries before she finally ended the call. . . ”Ok na, I’ll be here waiting…” I encouraged myself not knowing this would be the visit that will change everything. TO BE CONTINUED
Posted on: Fri, 17 Oct 2014 08:56:55 +0000

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