The painful pleasure - Season 1 - Episode 11

6 years ago

The painful pleasure - Season 1 - Episode 11

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I gently placed my hands oh her shoulder, and slowly pushed her away. “I’m sorry, I can’t do this.”

She looked at me for a while. “Are you the last born? Why are you making a big deal out of this? Seriously it’s no big
deal.” She began to raise her voice. “You don’t have to shout.

You are a very wonderful lady and I respect that. You are funny, outspoken and I like that fact. But don’t you think that
by doing this, you are going overboard? We haven’t even known each other for up to three months. And as a matter
of fact, this is the second time I’m seeing you in my whole life. . .” I explained so she could understand me, but she
replied sharply. “Wait dude, what is the whole speech all about, I didn’t ask you to date me, neither did ask you to
have s-x with me, it was just a kind gesture, it’s all fine, we are cool, I’m serious.” She started talking as if nothing had
happened. “Are you sure you are not mad at me?” I asked.

“Why would I be? I should be the one asking that question.”
She replied.

Since it was all settled, I thought it was time to go, then Sandra looked at me and said “I don’t have to beg you to ask
for my number, do I?” I had totally forgotten to ask for her number, the whole drama that just happened between us
has really destabilized me, that I didn’t even remember to do that. “My bad!!! I’m sorry I totally forgot.” I brought out
my ‘palasa’ and gave it to her, she looked at the phone, then she smiled, collected the phone and pressed in two
numbers, and saved them as ‘Sandra 1’ and ‘Sandra 2’
respectively.

“I don’t have to beg you to ask for my number, do I.” I repeated the same thing she had said earlier.

So she brought out her PHONE.
Yes! It has to be stressed, because
that was what should be referred to as phone, and not my
BB Tour. It was a Samsung ‘touch-screen’ phone, well I don’t know about now, but then, Samsung phones were
considered to be one of the most expensive phones.

I held the phone carefully to avoid stories that touch the heart, and pressed on the screen with my middle finger, my one and
only phone number.

It was then it occurred to me that she
was a ‘rich kid’.

We said good night to each other, and I gave her a hug, then we departed.

That was around 3am, so I headed straight to
my room. As I was going, I was wondering “this girl must be
really rich o”. I got to my room, everyone had slept, Mayowa was on his bed sleeping too. I just climbed my bunk and
slept.