Regina's Misery

Chapter 3

I lifted my head off my folded arms a bit to look down towards my feet and was shocked to see Osaze. Immediately, I jolted up to a sitting position and scrambled away from him almost knocking down the mop. He quickly put a finger across his lips and whispered "Shrrrr..." to me.

I gave him a scornful look and asked, "What are you doing here? What do you want?"

He was squatted on his toes and was only clad in his boxers. In the dim kitchen, I saw the head of his dick sticking out from one of the leg holes of his boxers. It didn't really stun me because I had seen quite a number of dicks of different sizes, shapes and colours. "Just be quiet."

"What do you want?" I almost snapped, clutching my wrapper to my chest.

"I only came to take some food." He lied.

"But you already ate a full plate of yam porridge two hours ago." I said stiffly.

"Well, I'm a man and men get hungry often." He defended.

"Then take the food and leave! Why were you touching my leg?!"

"Shrrr na! Do you want to wake my mother?!"

"Osaze, please take the food and leave!" I ordered.

He straightened up but lingered as if he had forgotten his reason for being in the kitchen in the first place. I saw his dick twitching in his boxers but said nothing. He moved past me to the stove where the pot still sat upon then he lifted the lid, looked into it and frowned. "It's not that hot any more."

"You'll have to eat it like that." I said, eager to be rid of him so that I can go back to my sleep.

"How do you expect me to eat a lukewarm food? Can't you heat it up a bit?" He threw at me.

"The matches is there by the stove. All you have to do is put the stove on." I told him.

He frowned and then began to fidget. I watched his every move keenly and occasionally, I caught him occasionally squeezing his dick through his boxers. Soon, he turned and stared down at me for a moment as if contemplating on what to say next.

"What?" I stared at him under my brows.

"Sleep na. Why are you staring at me like that." He said.

"I can't sleep with you moving around like that. If you want me to sleep, you'll have to leave first."

"I'll be as quiet as I can be... Just go back to sleep." He assured me.

"And what will you be doing while I sleep?" I asked suspiciously.

"I'll heat up tje porridge." He answered and just then I slapped my palm on the back of my neck to annihilate the mosquito that had perched for a drink. "How do you even sleep in this place with all the mosquitoes and cockroaches?" He asked. "Why not come sleep in my room? I have mosquito net there and my mother doesn't have to know." He suggested.

"I'm fine here, thank you." I swatted at another mosquito hovering closeby and buzzing in my ear.

"I'm your cousin... Just come and sleep in my room." He insisted.

"I said thank you, I don't want!" I stood my ground.

"Okay o..." He lingered still and I watched him closely. He made no attempt to put on the stove neither did he attempt to leave.

I grew weary and said, "Osaze, please come and go, I want to sleep."

"Okay..." He said reluctantly then lingered a little more and I was already preparing to yell at him. I saw him wrap his hand around his dick through his boxers and squeeze hard then he swallowed hard and fixed a pitiful stare at me. "Um...Regina, please I need a favour..." He said in a pleading tone.