Hello Hi,
Thank God it's Friday! Sorry I've been away for a while, I have been travelling a lot! This year has been my busiest year so far but I am thankful for it. Next week, I hope to share some of my travel experiences with you but today, I have a story from the talented Etoh, again! I know, he's fast becoming one of my fave writers. As usual, please leave your comments below, like the Google icon and share. Also tell a friend to tell another please :). By the way,my last article published on BellaNaija can be found
here. Enjoy:
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MY FIRST TIME
I sat on
the edge of his clean carved chair that was painted brown and looked so
expensive, crossed my legs so that the left was on top of the right, and my
hands were safely placed on the cap. I knew this wasn’t going to be a funny
ride, but at least Tayo had encouraged that I tried as much as I could to enjoy
it, after all what harm could it bring to a fighter like me, a desperate lady
like myself that sought after fame like the United States after oil? I actually
didn’t care about any other thing at the moment, but what I needed to do to
push my way to limelight.
I
carefully observed the house, and made sure I was at the right place. I heard
he was the best man in the game and if I was to make it quick, he was the
person I was supposed to see. And that I was sure I was going to be doing more
often.
His flat
was actually nice, at least it was well furnished, and from what I saw in his
wallet that lay on the center table, he had some cash to throw around.
“I know
you are a little tensed up?” he spoke up from a door that separated his room from
the sitting room. He was
sipping from a cup something that seemed like a pure Lipton, and had a banana
on his other hand.
“I heard
this two were catalyst to a great performance, and can prevent laxity and quick
tiredness when on top of something.”
“Kind of”
I gave him a funny look in return, and made sure he realized I was shy, or
probably think so.
“Your
first time?” he asked looking down to something that lay below his trousers.
I nodded
my head in acceptance, not thinking for once if there was any negativity in
accepting I was new to this kind of profession. It was a decision I didn’t need
to rethink, and his asking me started to push my urge some more, and I couldn’t
wait to witness his first stroke on something I had kept for just my eyes all
these years.
He stood
all open to my eyes; I guess he wanted me to see the private part of himself
that Tayo said he much boasted about. I never cared less, because I knew I
could handle anything of such magnitude that came my way. I had started reading
about such since I was ten, I took greater steps when I had to administer what
I learnt on anything I could lay my hands on, something I was sure would convince
me of my readiness to face a more physical creature, and I was more than
assured I wasn’t going to be immature today.
“Show me
what you’ve got?” he said.
I got up,
went straight to the side where I had left my shoes, and then I dropped every
other thing I had brought, ensuring I had nothing on me.
I was
bent on making sure he took me more seriously, not once was I going to bluff
this chance of rubbing minds with the highly placed.
“How long
have you kept this?” as he spoke he dropped the cup he was sipping from on a
little table close to a fine black couch.
“I have tried letting go of it, but fear of
the unknown held me back.” I spoke wrapping the towel around my right hand. “I
wanted my first time to be one I would cherish for a longtime, not something I
would regret and then curse myself.”
I was
sure my answer was cool and convincing as he kept shaking his head; he must have
concurred with my replies, I knew because he couldn’t stop looking at me and
smiling sheepishly.
“Well
spoken” he said “so can we begin?”
As I
heard the words drop, my heart skipped, and I suddenly started to feel
terrified. I feared he might not find me exciting as I wanted, or he may get
bored few seconds into the duel, at least Tayo also said that was not to be
written off. I was scared of him withdrawing in the middle of it, which would
make me look stupid and useless. I started to think of reasons why I ventured
this far, why I made sure there was no turning back once I stepped my foot into
his house.
“Please
can you be easy on me? You know it’s my first time, so you might not get the
satisfaction you find in other old timers” I said looking pale.
“You
know…when your friend told me about you, she said you were desperate, why?”
“I don’t want
to bore you with my life story, but the main thing is that I come from a poor
family, so I want to be able to train my younger ones, so they would have
better opportunities than I had, and then make enough cash to take my family
out of the poverty line.”
“I don’t
think this profession is an escape route from poverty” he said avoiding my
face.
“Why do
you think so?” I was beginning to get scared.
“You
might not get the exact kind of lifestyle you wish for. Or even if it comes, it
might take a while, especially as you are new into it”
He spoke
and spoke, delaying the whole process, and killing the urge I had taken the time
to prepare. It wasn’t like Tayo didn’t tell me all this, I just thought that
everyone’s destiny wasn’t the same. I had stopped listening to whatever he was
saying, and was beginning to look around the room for a good place we could
stay and begin the business that brought me here. I looked at the couch,
weighed it and decided it was going to be great for beginners like myself.
After all Tayo said her first time was done exactly on the same surface, and
although she didn’t tell me how the whole process went, I had a feeling that it
was a smooth ride.
He was
done talking, and since he was sure his convictions weren’t going to change my
mind, he sat down on the same couch I had also been checking out, gestured me
to come sit close to him, and then without much thought, we went down into
action.
He didn’t
stop praising me every time he caught his breathe, he kept exaggerating and
saying I was blowing his mind away, and that he actually didn’t believe it was
my first time. I was flattered, but I never showed it, Tayo said it was wrong
to feel on top of your game at the beginning stage, and so I kept a mute side,
and let him do the talking and show all the excitement.
And a
little above an hour, after some stroking and exchange of passions, we were
done, with a loud yell of satisfaction from him. I was actually glad I lasted
this long with him, and it made me smile. I knew I had arrived, and I was going
to be a star in this game. He kept staring at me, and shaking his head, and
smiling, all at the same time. And for the first time I was flattered so that I
turned my back so he didn’t see me blush.
“Thank
you so much” his words rose behind me.
I shook
my head as I bent down to pick my stuff. I was done with him, at least the
preparations were worth it.
As I
turned to leave his house, he grabbed my arm and said, “I can’t wait to see it
published, your story was so captivating, and I am privileged to have edited
it”
I said a
trailer loads of thank you as I carefully slipped my wrist away from his firm
masculine hold; I didn’t want to risk him taking pleasure in me. Or worse,
asking me to stay some more. Men could be deceptive, Tayo had said, so I had to
kill any chance of complacency as my career is just about kicking off.
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