Tonight’s Storyteller is a man who was at the time a young Mr. Loverboy π€
Enjoy this true-life story
Through out my secondary school days I never had or kept any relationship. All I did was to settle the various issues that my friends had in theirs. By so doing, I was learning from their experiences and mistakes.
I also listened to various radio programmes that discussed relationship matters. So after my secondary school, I told myself that now you’re ready to start that one perfect relationship with the conviction that I have learnt it all. What did I learn in the first place?
β’ keep sex away
β’ be faithful
β’ always create time for her
β’ don’t get caught π€£
I had all these in mind and the technicalities involved on how to achieve them. But the big question is, “with whose daughter?”
It was in my Jamb extra moral lesson, physics class, this beautifully dressed “she” with her natural hair packed one side in a unique style was sitting just infront of me. As usual, I admired her from that distance and in silence and kept the fantasy playing in my head right there in my head.
Just before I could say Jack, chalk finished and she stood up and went to get some more chalk for the class to continue.
Lo and behold, I saw a phone number written just infront of her note. As a sharp good guy π, I copied it down codedly to avoid being caught ( remember don’t get caught π€£)
She came back, I couldn’t help but stare at her and I got carried away. She saw how far drifted I was and smiled at me.
Don’t forget that na nwoke bu kwa full option too naaππ€£. That was the closest I got to her and it felt so heavenly chaaai.
As a good sharp boy, waiting to start his first perfect relationship, I decided to add one more flavour to the recipes I had gathered ever since, which was “Patience”.
I didn’t call and speak to her till after we had finished writing jamb ( about 2 months after copying the number).
On that fateful Tuesday morning, I called her, she picked and i heard this heart melting voice.
Uuh lalaa.
I quickly introduced myself, told her how I got the number and described myself.
She said she can’t remember my face.
Haba naa, nwoke bu water melon that you smiled at. She said she couldn’t recall any guy like that.
So we agreed to meet and we met. The obvious happened, guess what? she said yes to me( ka m nukwa na odi eme) but we agreed that there won’t be sex. I gladly accepted it cause it’s one of my recipe.
That was how we continued
And the “perfect relationship” started and was really going well. There were a lot of calls and sweet words that you can refer to as endearing π₯°π.
To make the already sweet love sweeter, the mobile network we were both using introduced a package that allowed us to talk from 12 am to 4 am popularly known as midnight call. What more could we ask for in this world?
Every night was life in Disney land. Once it’s 12:01am the call starts. The love grew each and everyday. So pure, so sweet,so everything. As usual we were at the Disney land ( midnight call) and the topic of us going out came up. We scheduled the date, venue and time.
Remember the 3rd recipe ( always have her time).
On that fateful day, I was the first to get to the location ( a well known eatery), bought myself soda and a snack, was enjoying it happily while I waited for my shining star π€©. In few minutes, I got a call from her that she had gotten to the place, I told her where I was and she showed up.
I gave her some money to get herself something to chew while we enjoy this lovely moment. She came back and to my greatest suprise she dipped the balance from what she bought into my pocket…wooow. We had a great moment together, did some lips touching π, and some more lips touching ππ. And then we went to our various homes.
On the call that night, we admitted that we needed some more lips touching, ( that one no be sex naa). So for the first time, I invited her to my house chaaai, see audacity.
That day came, it was in August because I remember my mom went for August meeting and I was home alone ( well planned π€£ππ
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As hungry as we were, we did the lips touching properly in full. . But our belts were never loosened neither did we pull our shirts. It was all about lips touching.
I was thinking that we were actually enjoying love, not knowing that I was setting her on fire.
After that day she wanted a second one, but August meeting doesn’t come twice naa, so I couldn’t invite her over this time. So she did the inviting and I gladly honoured it.
Just like it was planned, her mom, her younger brother and her elder brother all went few minutes after I arrived. She took me inside and started where she stopped. When the whole thing heated up, she whispered “do it”*.
Very good boy like me, I started reminding her we agreed we won’t do it, that we shouldn’t do it. She agreed and I went home. What a day it was mehn.
After that day, it was as if Disney land changed to a village square. The fun, the happiness, the love, all became a mirage. All of a sudden, someone that couldn’t wait for 12:01 am now sleeps and even sleeps off when I manage to wake her. The fire that once lighted up our love was now burning my bosom oooooo.
I demanded to know what happened and guess what, she said that I set her on fire without quenching it. How will I do that to her, how long will she endure the torture?
She broke the news, that she wanted to move on. π’ππ©.
I went back to check my recipes, all the information, experiences and everything I knew. I did all to the letter. Why would she broke my heart?
I thought that that was what they wanted. A sex free relationship. What did I do wrong?
In the end, I only realised it was just one side of a coin that I saw. I decided to try out the other side of the coin.
Follow me to the other side…
(To be continued)
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