We headed to an eatery by the college sports villa which wasn’t too far from the café. Ella sat next to me, Rose opposite me, while Juliet and Frank sat on the table next to us. As we ate, we discussed about topics ranging from her lectures, plans for the rest of the week and the weekend (the coming Saturday was Obudu new yam festival).
Rose wasn’t that into the discussion, and severally I caught her staring at me rather than necessary, meanwhile I also couldn’t help but stare at her boobs and eyes.
We left the eatery agreeing to meet the next day. Frank and I went home from there.
Mum was the first to get back home while Dad and Fay came back together. The day went on uneventful. It rained throughout Tuesday and Wednesday, hence Frank and I stayed indoors and couldn’t meet Ella.
Thursday morning, Ella called me around 10am to come over that she was just back from her morning lectures. I took a bike to Calabar lane stopping where we had parked the other day. She came out to meet me.
Putting on a black bum short and a loose sleeveless shirt that revealed her purple bra, she came and gave me a hug and a peck. We then walked to her residential building and then into her apartment.
As I sat on the bed, I began to take a mental note of the contents of her room. 32 inches LG flat screen TV, LG mini home theatre system, LG fridge, LG Split air conditioning system…WTF! And a pink Acer laptop.
“What’s with the LG product’s? Your dad is a major dealer?” I asked her, surprised but impressed at her taste and combination.
“What will you drink?” she asked, wearing a smile as she opened the fridge, ignoring my question.
I continued my inspection. Many handbags (not familiar with their brands), but they all looked classy. Wedges, pointy heels, Nike Air max, flat sandals e.t.c. Framed art works and glass portraits, obviously from Jude’s shop.
She brought out a can of Malta Guinness and placed it in front of me.
“My laptop is not LG,” she said, heading into the kitchen. Minutes later, she came out with a bowl of water and two glass cups. Opening the fridge again, she brought out two bottles of water and placed them next to the glass cups. Returning into the kitchen, she came out with a plate of Afang soup and Eba.
“Breakfast is served,” she said, sitting opposite me, folding her legs like a northerner would.
Although, Guy1 had made a comment that Ella and Juliet were/are runz girls, I was beginning to wonder what a mysterious girl she was.
We ate while she asked me about my family, school, relationship and just about everything that came to her head. With the way I was sincere with her, I began to wonder if she put a truth drug or some other substance that makes one speak the truth when questioned. Then she started opening up to me.
“You know, I believe you already have an impression about me. Truth is, I really don’t care. I just like you,” she paused, staring at me.
She went on to tell me where she’s from, had attended FGGC Calabar, saying she stays in Calabar but because of her uncle who was a lecturer at the college and after 3 years at home, her mum suggested she picks up a degree form at the college. After all, it was Unical’s degree.
Don’t know exactly when or how she started smoking or drinking, but her partying days goes back to her days in FGGC. A past relationship messed her up and since then, she’s got trust issues. That she just found me crazy and despite how nervous I looked when I tried to chat her up, she enjoined my company.
Besides, the sex was really awesome. By now we were on the bed and she was already massaging fury through my jeans. Then, after making sure I was comfortable on the bed, she stood up, went to the door and locked it.
She came back to join me on the bed just as I was about to sit up and pushed me back against the bed, kissing me hard while grabbing fury through my jeans in the process again. Then she crossed her legs over me, straddling me and then resumed the hard kissing while pinning my hands beside my head.
Kissing her way towards my left ear, she whispered, “Have you ever been fucked?” she paused, licking and nibbling my earlobe in the process before continuing, “…’cos that’s what I wanna do now.” Then she rose up to a sitting position to see my facial expression.
In my mind I was like, “Na today I don dey hear that one? Chicks be forming they are gonna fuck life outta me, yet they can hardly maintain the (reverse) cowgirl position for more than 5 minutes without gasping for air and asking me to come over.”
“Really?” I asked, smiling back at her as she looked into my eyes.
I made to grab her ass and to my greatest surprise, she yanked my hands away with such force (my right hand hurting as it hits the wall) before adding, “You get to touch me only when and where I want, kapish?”
Looking at her face, I could see a devilish smile masked in seriousness, which made me nod my head like a lizard indicating I understood her perfectly while clenching my right hand.
“If you touch me, I’ll stop,” she added.
“This might be fun after all. Lemme relax and see what she can do,” I thought to myself. Then, remembering her composure when we first spoke at the pool and the way she talked back at me, it began to make sense to me that she is actually one who loves to be in control of proceedings.
To be continued…