A STORY WRITTEN BY SERAH IYARE
Gbemiga walked towards the backyard. There was light off and the compound was dark. Candle lights and rechargeable lamps illuminated some of the rooms in the house. A few privileged ones powered their rooms with electrical generating sets. When he returned home from school for the Christmas holiday, he was surprised to meet his girlfriend running her own business. When he got her mail several weeks back, he thought it was a small scale trade. As early as seven in the morning, people queued in front of the hot fry pan. He recognized most of them. Several of them lived on the street, and others came as far as three, four streets away. Bukky’s bean cake was tasty and had a nice aroma. It was also a little bit bigger in size than what was sold in other places. He was proud of her. One of their neighbour’s daughters assisted her with scooping the blended beans into the fry pan and at times, she sold the bean cake to the customers. Since he got back, they had not really been able to spend time with each other. She was busy during the day and at night; she turned in early due to tiredness.
He walked straight to the back of the large kitchen shared by all the tenants. He noticed an average height figure standing at a corner. The bright moon light illuminated the surrounding. The moment he saw her face, he broke into a smile. He was glad she came. He had been able to pass a message to her that evening before she turned in for the night.
“My darling…” he stood in front of her and scooped her in his arms.
Her heart beat hammered against her chest. It felt good, close to him, in his arms. Seeing him home again, her joy had known no bounds. Although he looked a bit slimmer, he was still the same. She didn’t know how much she missed him until she saw him a week ago with his luggages. She almost ran into his arms, but, restrained herself. She had been longing to speak with him since he got back, but the opportunity had not presented itself.
“I missed you…” she whispered.
“I miss you more…”
He released her from his embrace and looked deep into her eyes, “So many nights I yearn to see you. I almost came home one day.”
She smiled and looked up at him. She had almost gotten on a bus, bent on locating him at school, but decided against it.
“I hope to spend lots of time with you before I return to school.”
He dropped his head and claimed her lips. She froze, then relaxed. She allowed him to pull her into his warm embrace. The kiss intensified. She heard him groan loudly. Back against the wall, she knotted her arms around his neck. She jerked a bit when she felt one of his hands slipping into her blouse. Panic coursed through her. She wasn’t putting on a bra. She was naked underneath. She felt both hands fondling her bosom, exciting sensations swept through her nerves. She tried to pull away, but he claimed her lips again, distracting her with sweet kisses.
Gbemiga pulled down his boxers with one hand and loosened her wrapper with the other. She pressed her hands against his chest. Her resistance didn’t dissuade him. He pressed into her, his groin rubbed against her trembling thighs.
“Gbemi… Gbemi…Please… don’t…” her heart hammered against her chest. She enjoyed his kisses but, she wasn’t ready to sleep with him. The pressure of his groin against her brought her pleasure and made her wet. She had never experienced such feelings before. She wanted him to stop, but, she felt pinned to the wall. There was no escape route for her except she screamed. That wasn’t an option. Her aunt would skin her alive if she was caught in such compromising situation.
“Don’t be afraid…” his voice was hoarse, “I won’t go far… I just want to feel you…”
Sweat broke out all over her, “No! Please stop,” she pushed against his chest, but, he wouldn’t bulge.
He kissed her again and slipped a finger into her. She jerked, then start to moan. He removed the finger and guided himself into her. The pleasure that flooded him clouded his mind. He was tempted to go deeper, but, he didn’t want to break her hymen.
A tear drop slipped down her face. She prayed that she wouldn’t get disvirgined that night. It was high time they drew a line in their relationship.
He slipped out of her and rubbed his groin in between her thighs. He jerked and worked himself up until he pulled away and released against the wall.
She pulled down her blouse and re-tied her wrapper around her waist. She couldn’t look at him. she wanted to return to her aunt’s room.
He adjusted his boxers and grinned at her, “I love you.”
She folded her arms against her chest, “Goodnight,” she started to walk away.
He reached out for her elbow and drew her back, “Hey…”
He sensed her anger, “Baby,” he drew her close, toe to toe, he looked into her eyes, “I love you. It’s hard to keep my hands off you.”
She eyed him and hissed.
“I promise you, I will never ever go deeper than… I just wanted to feel you.”
“We don’t need all that. I don’t want to get pregnant.”
He started to laugh, “I promise you, it won’t come to that.”
“Goodnight,” she hurried away.
“Bukky!” he dashed after her and bumped into his mother.
Remilekun eyed her son, “Where are you coming from?”
He scratched a spot on his scalp and looked behind her shoulders. He saw Bukky getting into her aunt’s room. He would speak to her the next day. The way her softness melted into him made him smile. It was going to be very hard to keep the promise he made to her. Most times, all he wanted to do was kiss her, but, once he got started, his emotions too over.
“Why were you calling that girl’s name?”
He directed his gaze at his mother, “Who?”
“Bukky, the akara seller.”
“Oh…em… we were just talking.”
She hissed, “You shouldn’t be talking to the likes of her. You are now in the university. Your level has changed.”
Her words shocked him, “Mum, Bukky is a nice girl. She is different.”
Remilekun hissed again, “Please, concentrate on your studies. If you want to have friends, at least choose from the people in your school or from those in your level. Bukky alakara is not in your category.”
“Mum, that’s absurd.”
“Your father will hear,” she turned around and headed to their room.
She didn’t respond. He watched her go into their room. He followed in slow steps. His father attacked him the moment he stepped into the room. His sisters were in support of his argument. They all felt he shouldn’t be socializing with the people living in the area because most of them were illiterate. He was supposed to be making friends with the educated ones, especially those living in high brow areas.
Gbemiga became troubled. He really liked Bukky. It hurt that his family didn’t approve of her as a friend. What would they say or do when he finally introduced her to them as his lover or the woman he would like to spend the rest of his life with? He decided to keep his relationship with her a secret. When the time was right, he would open up to his family, by then, he hoped that their perception would have changed.
Bukky lay on the almost flat bed. She couldn’t sleep. Thoughts of what transpired between her and her boyfriend remained like a rock on her mind. She shouldn’t have allowed him to go that far. What if he had lost control of his emotions and penetrated? What if she had been deflowered that night? Her dream of getting married as a virgin would have been thwarted. Was it possible to date someone without getting physically intimate with them? God made the rule that singles shouldn’t indulge in sexual acts before marriage. That alone was an inclination that it was possible. She needed to speak to her boyfriend about it. They should do without all the fondling. It would only stir them up and fuel the desire to consummate. At least, kissing was a bit appropriate. They could do that once in a while, not all the time. She didn’t know how he was going to take her suggestions. She believed that it was the best thing for them.
She turned on her side and stared at the wall. The room was dark. There was no electricity. The curtains were drawn and the only window in the room was opened, but, it seemed like air was trapped outside the room. Beads of sweat gathered on her forehead, around her neck, arms and chest. She scratched an itchy spot close to her spine. The area began to sting. She groaned. She must have cut herself. First thing the next morning, she would cut her finger nails.
Thoughts of how he kissed and touched her flooded her mind. She closed her eyes and inhaled sharply. It was a good thing that he would be returning to school soon. The distance was very good for them. The farther he was, the less likely it would be for her to loss her virginity. She hoped they would come to some sort of agreement. Fighting him off everything he touched her wasn’t an option. She doubted if she would be able to stop him the next he came close to her. She needed help. They needed to re-prioritize their relationship.
She planned to tell him about the Adult education centre Chike too her to. She would be starting lectures immediately after the holidays. The head of the centre told her that if she excelled, she would be able to take the Common Entrance Examination by the end of the New Year. Once she passed, she would take more lectures and prepare for the G.C.E examinations. In less than three years, she would be ready to take the JAMB examination and successfully gain admission into the university. She beamed with joy. She was going to get educated. Her parents and siblings were going to be proud of her.
Her train of thoughts returned to Gbemiga. By the time he graduated, she would be in her first or second year in the university, be it as a full time or part time student. His family patronized her almost on a daily basis. She wondered if they would support their relationship. His sisters seemed a bit friendly, but his parents acted as if they were not in the same category with anyone living in their compound. She sighed heavily and cleared her thoughts. When the time was right, Gbemiga would introduce her to them as his girlfriend.
To be continued…………………….
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