This
was it, the moment she had been waiting for her entire life. She and Emeka
would finally get to have sex. It had been bugging her …the fact that she
seemed to be the only virgin among her friends. They excluded her in their
conversations about boys… mocked her with their eyes when they talked about how
the touch of a boy made their skin melt or how heavenly it felt to have the
strong, hard hands of a man on their body. She tried to wait, she really did
but Emeka had been pressuring her to give it to him like if it was his right or
something. Last week she noticed him looking at some of the girls in their
class lustily. He was very attractive, with his light complexion which always
made his skin glow like someone who had never been sun kissed, his hair was
always cut low with a little afro in the middle, which he relaxed and gelled
because he said it made him look sleek. When he smiled, his eyes seemed to
squint in a cute way that him look like the kind of cute boy you always wanted
around. Women were attracted to him; his athleticism gave his chest a puff
along with his large squared shoulders that always made his muscles bunch hard
when he was touched in a sensitive area.
Ego are you sure about this?
His
5ft 9inch frame towered over her as he asked her with fake concern in his eyes.
For a moment her heart was glad to imagine that Emeka would understand if she
said that she wasn’t ready, this was not how she had imagined her first time.
There was supposed to be dinner first, cheap red wine…a soft bed and Kenny G’s
jazz music coming through softly from the speakers. The moment would have felt
right and her body would have been heavily aroused as she anticipated his touch
of passion that would bring such sweet pleasure. Instead they had come straight
to Emeka’ house after his football practice. His clothes were strewed roughly
all over his room. His parents were out of town for a conference in Enugu and
his only sibling Grace would be at music lessons for another 90mins so he had
decided that this would be the only time they would have the house to
themselves. There was excitement in his eyes as he took in her body. She had to
do this; Ifeyinwa would finally include her in her gossip stories about boys
and her body would fully mature in that of a woman’s.
As
she came to the front of her house she noticed that there were several police
cars parked outside. She went inside curious as to what had brought them to her
doorstep. Her mum was on the front porch staring out in the distance; she
seemed deep in thought with worry lines etched on her beautiful forehead.
She
straightened her steps as she came closer. Her mum would be quick to notice the
limp. The sex had not been what she had fantasized about. It had been rushed
and had left her feeling used and dirty. He had touched her everywhere at once
seemingly. His hands had been rough as they groped her breasts insistently
trying to drag the softness out of her small round oranges. When he had
penetrated her… it had been swift and sour. His eyes etched in concentration as
deep grunts escaped his throat every time his skin slapped against hers. She
had lain there… motionless and stiff and she wondered how much longer it would
take for him to reach satisfaction. 10 minutes and a lifetime later he
stiffened as he released his sperm inside the condom and withdrew from her as
he went to flush the condom down the toilet. There had been no cuddling… he
didn’t ask her how she was doing or if the pain was bearable. He walked out and
asked her to get dressed so he could drive her home. That had been her first
time… 40 minutes of pain and torment.
Nne good evening…she
greeted her mum. She noticed how suddenly her mum seemed to have aged 10 years
between the last 7 hours before she went to school this morning.
Ego…how was school and basketball
practice…are you hurt? I can see that you are in pain….
Her
heart thundered in her chest as she tried to school her features into a mask.
Yes Nne I tripped on the court
today and hurt myself in the process so I was excused from practice to get some
rest
Ok…go in and eat your food…
What are these policemen doing here
Nne?
It is your father…they say they
have some questions for him…I have told them that he isn’t here but they
insisted on searching the building for him.
Do you want me to wait out here
with you Nne, I am not very hungry anyway…
Ok…come
sit with me…hopefully its nothing too serious.
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