The Augury

Part 137

[Mbali]

My father is sick really sick let's just say I'm just waiting for that one phone call that will change my life,
" Ms. Khumalo this is the hospital Mr. Khumalo just died"

I try not to think about it too much as I know that there is nothing in this world that my dad wanted more than life itself than to spend his last day with the love of his life
'my mom'

They moved back to Durban a month back and mom has been nothing but a perfect caregiver to my father's deteriorating life, I realized that my parent never stopped loving each other maybe this small-time God has given them to be together will surely bring them closure.
On the other hand, Lethu is still struggling to forgive Mntungwa but I know mom will get through to her. . .there is nothing important in this world than family especially when faced with difficult times.

On my side work has been hectic, I managed to squeeze myself through a needle hole to secure my career I almost got suspended but with God, on my side, I walked out with just a verbal warning.
" you still have her clothes in your closet?"
I looked up and I saw Jisha holding Jabu dress

Me: uuum "
She looked at me and frowned, why do I attract the most craziest girls?
Her: you need help with removing them?"
Me: Jay... Look"
She just shut the closet door and walked out, damn it!

Me and Jisha hooked up the first night I spend with her in Cebo bed, no we did not have sex, but came really close, I think the thrill of me being with her is that I transformed her into being a lesbian, with no other sexual experience in her life, it was just a perfect fit.

"I think I'm falling for you "
She said a few weeks back while we were making love
Me: I don't think I am, I felt it the first day I saw you "
I meant every word I was more taken by her eyes the first day I set my eye on her Her eyes are so beautiful, they are big and gorgeous, with a hint of bluish-gray.
It may have been her eyes that I was most attracted to then but now I think it's the whole package, her eyes, her body, her hair and face, her mannerisms, not forgetting the mind-blowing sex we have.
She is just a perfect partner that God has created for me.

I found her outside the veranda looking at the waves, The outside lights were turned off she likes dim lighting she says it reminds her of her sister 'Usher', With only the dim light coming through the windows it was still lit. I leaned against the railing and pulled her towards me. She fell into my arms with ease. We fit together perfectly we are about the same height we were eye to eye, staring at each other. I could feel her breath on my lips as we slowly moved closer. Our lips touched just barely. I kissed her very gently. Then again. Then a bit harder and longer. Her arms pulled me closer, her small hands moving up my back. I could feel myself getting hotter. And wetter.

I turned her around and made her sit on rails I spread her legs and she pulled me between them. I began kissing her all over the face. Softly and gently, barely pausing as our lips touched. She threw her head back as I moved down her neck, placing small little kisses moving across her chest. Her hands moved down my back and over my ass. I heard her moan as I pulled her body into mine.

"You smell wonderful," I said as I slid my hands under her blouse and unhooked her bra. I pushed her bra up as my mouth brushed over her breasts. Only the thin layer of her black top was between her nipple and my mouth. I moved my lips over it, feeling it hard and erect, but not stopping to suck it into my mouth. I wanted to make love to her right there, right then, but I knew it would have to wait. We had a pressing topic to talk about

'JABU'

I moved up her body, slowly kissing her until I reached her ear. Holding her tight against my body, I put my lips to her ear. "we need to talk"

"Can it wait ?" she said, her voice almost trembling.
Our bodies jumped as the landline phone ringed. I held her to my arms ignoring it.
Me: please my love "
She sighs and gently pushed me off her
Me: she was my first love...we were separated or as everyone says she broke up with me, we had problems mostly because we lived different lives, I knew this from the day we meet I was just hoping and wishing that maybe she might change, we drifted apart a long time ago but we both never dared to just let go.

The day she left me something bad happened to her, I believe the people who hurt her did it to hurt me, "
Her: Mbali...."
Me: Jay ..."
She places her finger on my mouth
Her: I know what happened to her Cebo told me "
Me: how long have you known?"
Her: it does not matter, look Mbali 
It is very difficult to say why sexual assault happens. But there is one clear thing, there is only ever one person who is responsible for a sexual assault, and that is the perpetrator. Sexual assault is never the survivor’s fault no is the enemy they were trying to avenge as you put it, what happened to Jabu was not your fault. There is nothing a person can do to deserve to be sexually assaulted. Sexual assault doesn’t result from what the Jabu was dating, or was doing or not doing, how they looked or acted, what they were wearing, how old they were, what their gender or sexuality is… People don’t commit sexual assault by accident; sexual assault is a choice that the perpetrator makes. In every case, the person who committed the assault could have chosen not to. And they should have."

Me: I just wish she could at least talk to me...you know that I'm the last one to find out about this ?"
Her: and when you did you were already with me ?"
Me: Jisha this is not about us "
Her: you moved on fast because you thought she broke up with you and when you found out she was violed you felt guilty for moving on with me, now you can't support her without making me angry and you can't be with her because she pregnant with another man's baby and you blame her for loving reckless life"
Me: Jay ... it's complicated "
Her: I love you Mbali "
Me: I love you too!!"

She pulled out her bra from the sleeves of her shirt and threw it on the floor
Her: but you still holding on to your past, you have her clothes in your closet, her pictures on your phone, her toiletries in your bathroom, damn it Mbali you more guilty than feel sorry for her and you don't want to let go because you know that it will hurt your already broken ex-girlfriend! "

I looked at her and ran my hands on my face
Her: I'm sorry but I can't keep doing this with you"
She attempted to walk out and I held her close,
Me: you are right I am guilty ...I'm mad ...and I'm worried about how she will feel if she finds out about  us, but I love you ...please don't walk away from me"

I was holding her from behind and she did not struggle, I pulled her left arm behind her back. I grabbed her other arm and forced them together, holding them tightly together, A soft gentle moan escaped her as I continued to kiss her, Neck
Me: please stay"
Her: uuuummm"

We walked inside the house I still held her wrist together and she was not even putting up a semblance of a struggle by this point. My free hand was groping her ass and she stumbled as I pushed her quickly along the hallway, I pinned her to the wall, we kiss deeper and more wanton now as I pushed the door, I broke the kiss and I continued to push her in, I let go of her wrist and I got on top of the bed

Me: Strip for me "
She bites her lip and giggled she started unbuttoning her blouse,
Me: slowly baby... very slowly ..."
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To be continued