samlak
The Painful Pleasure (By TPP)
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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.
