Obinna stood dazed and transfixed as though he suffered a system malfunction; his mouth opened and Shut itself five times in three seconds in his feeble attempt at an explanation. I struggled to cover up my exposed buttocks and I wondered how long he must have stood and stared at my wide open legs and unclad body.
”I am truly sorry, your door was slightly opened…I knocked severally and had to let myself in when I got no response…I have only stood here for a few seconds”
He gently closed the door as he left to his own apartment. I had a rough time deciding on getting raging mad or accepting my fate; a full grown man had a nice time assimilating my naked body with his eyes.
I bolted my door, and sunk into my sofa. “Ene, the daughter of her father, is this what has become of you”? I pondered. I was weak and tired and terrified of a new life in Abuja. The first time I visited Abuja was with Bash and now my job requires me to relocate and work in the capital city. I had only two days to prepare for my trip.
I worried about what Abuja would hold for me; this new city, what new evils would I have to face? What new heartbreaks would I encounter? What new drama and work colleagues would I have to deal with?
I was so stressed up and tensed up that I needed an outlet. I had only a few more days to remain in Lagos, I might as well get the best of it.
I picked up my phone and texted Obinna. The text had hardly delivered before light tapping sounds on my door heralded me of his presence.
I don’t know if it was the police cell experience, but there was a new aggression in me. I threw my hands on Obinna and jumped on him sucking on his lips and whining my waist on his groin.
“I know this is what you want Obi…I am offering you a taste of me”
Obinna had such strong arms and as he lifted me to my bedroom, I felt safe. He laid me gently on my bed and held my hands.
”Not Yet Ene…It’s too early…I do not want your body”.
To be continued…