He took off my underwear

"Rose, be a good girl and ensure you are closer to God, don't join bad girls club, face your studies and do your best to come out with a very good grade" those were the words my dad told me when I was leaving for the university in another city.

Life on campus was exciting, interesting and challenging at the same time. It wasn't long before I joined a Christian group due to my upbringing. I wasn't too committed in the fellowship as I struggled to strike a balance between my social, spiritual life and academics.

I was not used to going to night parties because of my parents' strict upbringing, although I had always wanted to be like other girls who sneaked out of the house to attend night parties on the pretence that they were going to study/sleep at a friends' place when I was in high school.

One day Alicia my roommate, a computer science student in her 2nd year invited me for a night party, at first I told her I could not go because I was afraid of what could happen there, that wasn't the first time she was inviting me anyway and I had always turned her invitation down, but this time around I really did not have an excuse because it was just the first week of resumption of the second semester and no serious work had started. As I was still contemplating whether to go or not, her boyfriend Stanley came in with a friend named Steve.

Stanley greeted us and introduced Steve to me as his friend, Steve was a fourth year Psychology student, handsome, tall, with a very catchy voice and carriage, he looked like any girl's fantasy or dream guy. He convinced me to accompany them to the party, assuring me that nothing will happen to me.

At the party I met other friends from my department, Steve and I were dancing and soon we got talking, he told me more about himself, his visions and goals in life, we talked at length and true to his word he didn't do anything strange to me.

Soon after the party, Steve and I started dating, he started visiting me in my room, we would talk, hold hands or go to the eatery outside the campus together. At this point, I had stopped attending the Christian group meetings, I gave lots of excuse to those group members that came visiting, I was enjoying life and celebrating my freedom from my parents.

One Saturday, as I was coming back from shopping, I decided to branch to see Steve in his house, this was the first time I was visiting him alone after he proposed marriage to me some weeks back. He was so excited to see me in his room alone, I told him I just felt like seeing him and to give him something special I had bought for him. We both sat on his bed as we talked; he started narrating all over again how he fell in love with me at first sight and so on... soon we ran out of discussion topics. He stopped and gazed at me with a very suggestive and seductive look, I managed to open a new topic for discussion, but he kept looking at me in the eyes, I felt a chemistry going on in my body, but I remembered how my mum had warned me against pre-marital sex ... I decided to stand up, but he stood up too and held my hands and told me in a subtle voice "Rose I love you". Those words echoed in my mind as if I had never heard someone speak such words to me in the past eighteen years of my life. Before I knew what was happening, we started kissing and fondling each other. Something in me kept telling me what I was doing was wrong, but my emotions had overruled my right thinking; he gradually removed my dress while I was lying on the bed. I was still thinking well I will stop him from having sexual intercourse with me, but before I knew it, he took off my underwear, the rest is history....we had sex! I felt so ashamed of myself. A sense of guilt overwhelmed me, I just sat on the bed with my head buried between my hands! I had lost my virginity! I had lost my pride, I had lost my virtue, I felt really bad.

I made up my mind I would not allow it to happen again but the more I tried the more I fell into it, I couldn't stop seeing Steve.

One day, as I was about entering Steve's room, I heard people laughing out loud in his room; I overheard Steve telling one of them, "that babe is cheap"! He started narrating our sexual encounters and everybody started laughing. I turned back feeling so ashamed of myself.