"....Alright,I'll call you later" Kolade said as he ended his call. It was one of his secondary school mates. He took a look at Tooke who was lying on his bed with her eyes closed.
"You look like an angel lying like that" Kolade said and bent down to place a peck on her cheek. They met at a dinner and started dating but things weren't going too well in their relationship because of- Sex.
Tooke was an only child with both parents as working at doctors. At age five,she had enjoy sketching human figures and other drawings. Her fine arts teacher noticed her interest in arts and offered to coach her,so at age ten, she already knew the basics of clay pots,paper mache,mosaic,collage and was hoping to learn how to carve.
She represented her school in a competition and came second where she was given carving tools as prize. At first,her mum had hid the instruments for the fear of her only child cutting herself and bleeding to death.
Tooke's father talked his wife out of her fears and started encouraging her and getting fine supplies of wood. It was no surprise when she choose fine and applied arts as her choice of career in the university level.
Nineteen years old Tooke was an epitome of beauty,she had coffee colour skin which fitted her petite stature. She was quite lucky that her parents allowed her to study her dream course and not impose theirs on her-she had vowed to make them proud.
When she turned thirteen, her dad had sat her down to give her the sex talk. "Five minutes of pleasure can destroy seventy years of existence" that line had stuck in her head but Kolade wanted more. He had been persuading her over and over but she kept rejecting him.
He moved his mouth to place his lips on hers slowing pulling her up until he had her back against the wall.He deepened the kiss but in a slow motion. He made sure sure he was dominating as he slid his tongue in. This continued for a few hours when they broke it off,they took a five seconds break to regain their breath then he started placing teasing kisses on sensitive spots around her neck. That aroused her,as she let out a moan.
He gradually led them back to the bed and placed her on it gently while still kissing her neck. He put his hand in her shirt making for her breast. When she realised what it was leading to,her father's words rang in the ear and she pushed him up.
"What was that?" Kolade asked in a husky voice
"Please let's not do this,sex is for the married.Let's try to keep me pure"
Kolade stood up and made for the door,he opened it and gestured for her to get out."That's the only way I can keep you pure"
She gave a one last look that was long enough to last sixty seconds in shock, picked up her purse and left his room"
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Kiitan woke up with a banging headache. It was the next day after the Coker's party. She popped two tablets of paracetamol into her mouth and took a sachet water nearby.
Thankfully,her roommates weren't around,they shouldn't see her in such state- soiled dress,banging headache,scattered hair and mouth that smelled awfully like alcohol. This wasn't want she bargained for after the party,she was supposed to come back with gist of stuffs that happened while her roommates watched in jealousy.
She stood up to sit in front of their dressing mirror,it was then she noticed her eye bags,and long neck; wait, where's the necklace? She used her hand to feel her hair and wrist. Everything was gone!
Yesterday's event came back to her, Mayowa had taken her to that damned party and abandoned her. She remembered dancing with a stranger, she didn't want to go with him to that corner but he was paying her the attention Mayowa hadn't payed her so her previous shyness in doing it with a complete stranger was totally out.
Could it be that he stole the jewelries! So the reason he was paying attention to her. I don't even know his name.
Dejected, she stood up to take a cold shower and sort herself out.
*Cover by RuthieEbun*
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