STORY: Even Your Boo Get A Boo (Part 4)

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..grabbing the back of her neck, I pulled her face
closer to mine. Then leaned in closely and kissed her
on the lips.
Now, this was totally against all my rules. For one, I
don’t kiss girls on the first date. Really, I think it gives
a bad first impression. Like the conji over-hold you or
something. But here I was kissing this girl and on my
way to having s*x with her in a public place.
…now, that wasn’t my thing. but I wasn’t thinking. It is
not every day this kain fine girl dey make pass on
person abeg.
Slowly, I nibbled on her lower lip. Then bit it gently
and used my hand to move the hair covering the left
side of her neck. Moving in slowly I kissed a spot on
her neck and she moaned.
Oh, I thought, she is one of the neck-ish girls. Girls
that like their necks to be kissed. Oya na. I dropped
another kiss and she threw back her head and
grabbed the back of head with one hand and started
reaching out for my Zippers with the other one.
By now lil Jack the ripper behind the trouser was
starting to want to tear comot for trousers. That was
when my idiat mind decided to knock.
“Guy”. My mind voice called out. “You well at all?”
Shhh, I mentally silenced the voice; I’m busy.
My mind voice sighed. Fool, where is thy condom.
Leave it like that, I told the voice, I go like give this girl
belle. Our children go fine.
Dude, the voice said again, STD.
Pfftt, I thought, sharap…
But even when I was sharapping the voice my head
was rebooting. Clara reached into my trouser and
clutched Jack the ripper.
I sighed. Reached for her hand and pulled it away.
Then, gently, I heaved her off me.
How I go take explain wetin I just do now.
“What is it”. And from the sound of her voice she was
surprised like mad. She obviously doesn’t get this
type of behavior from guys alot.
“I can’t” I told her. “Not yet”
She no reply. She just eased back into her seat really
slowly and bone me like this eh.
We watched the movie to the end and although we
were acting polite and stuff, that fire we been get just
die die anyhow.
The movie ended and we entered awkward question
time: how was the movie, did you like it. That sort of
question. As if we even watched the damn thing.
Outside, I got her in a taxi and paid the driver. She
mumbled something that sounded like goodbye and
got in. The taxi drove off and like that like that. We no
talk again for like two weeks. Even on BBM, we just
went really damn cold on each other mehn.
Then one day she put on this dp of a guy who, let me
say the truth and shame the devil, was finer than me
like mad man. That was how jealousy knacked me.
And no, I don’t get jealous easily. Really. But mehn,
this is a Juliet Ibrahim kinda girl we are talking about
here. And I had hurt her pride.
Vam, I started typing…
“Your boyfriend is fine tho”. Piam, I sent.
That was how she left my message un-opened from
4.20 pm till like 8pm.
When she finally opened it she sent.
“I know”
I shake head. Roadblock mehn.
“How i’ve you been”. I tried again.
“Cool”.
Double road block. I looked at the reply. Like Nna,
what again can somebody ask now kwanu. She is just
kancking all my moves down.
“How are you”.
“Fine”.
“Alright”. I typed. “I’m trying to make a conversation
here and you are not helping”. I sent
“I don’t really think I owe it to you to make a
conversation”. She replied. Okay, I thought, that was
a full sentence. We are getting somewhere.
I typed another one or two things and she typed
another one or two things and we both realized how
much we’ve missed our chats and started chatting
like old times.
Somewhere down the line she told me about this
party she was attending. Then invited me over. Me,
i’m not a party person but damn, I’ve missed this
babe. so I agreed.
But when I got to the party I realized I should never
have agreed to come.
Will reveal why in the next episode.
To Be Continued…
WATCHOUT FOR PART 5

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