Nesta had always known how I feel about him from the first day we met under the shade, away from the torrent rain. I actually had not noticed him until it was only both of us left under the shade. They had been six of us but the other four ventured into the rain angrily after waiting for what seems like eternity. Maybe I would have joined them but I was not so much in haste. My house was a few miles away, very close indeed and I have already called my younger brother on phone to come and pick me up with an umbrella. It was after it were the two of us left that we actually noticed each other. Actually his hand has mistakenly brushed mine and as he turned to say an apology, our eyes met and locked for a while. Gosh! I had never felt the way I felt for him at that moment all my life. I instantly felt my heart flew out him. "Hi", he said jamming into my thoughts. I muffled a "hi". I was so shy and abashed to have been caught staring. "I am Nesta and you?" "Princess" I replied coyly, instantly looking downwards. "Princess", he repeated. "Do you really happen to be one?" he asked turning tartly to face me. "Not really", I replied. He smiled in understanding then leaned against the shade and said no more. I couldn`t understand the gesture. Somehow I was afraid that maybe I threw him off. I had wanted to find out if I said something wrong when he raised his heads once again to see something but stopped shut on seeing a huge guy come behind me. I laughed out loud when I turned and saw the alarming look on his eyes. "It`s only my brother" I said. "Oh that. I wasn`t afraid one bit. I saw the resemblance in him from a far distance" he covered up smartly. I muffled laughter within and introduced him to my brother. I watched Nesta, he hesitated a bit before he accepted my bulky brother`s hand in a handshake. "I have to go now, I said" "Of course" he said as he dipped his left hand into his pocket and brought out his phone. "Can I have your phone number?" "Yes", I replied smiling as I called the eleven digits number for him. I watched him punch the numbers into his phone after which he flashed me so that I can save his own number. "I got it", I said, raising my ringing phone up for him to see. He nodded "I will call you tomorrow" he said "Okay. I would have loved to help you home with an umbrella, I don`t know..." "No, don`t bother" he interjected immediately in objections. "I have already told my cousin that I am here. He stays around he will soon be here" he said. "Oh there he is", he added immediately I turned to see a bulky guy step in. He shook hands with my brother and his cousin but merely said hi to me. We all said good bye to each other and faced the way home. After we have walked quiet distance, I turned to look at Nesta and found him staring back at me too; I muffled a short laugh before we bent towards the road home. I couldn`t sleep all through the night. I felt like calling Nesta at midnight but kicked against it. I didn`t want to appear cheap or make him feel that I was down for him. It was around 3.00am, when I was already thinking of retiring for the day that my phone buzzed. I picked it and saw that it was Nesta calling. I was so happy but I hid the happiness in my voice once I picked the phone. "Hello", I said with a feigned drowsy voice. "Sorry I disturbed your sleep", he said at the other end, in a sincere apology. "It`s okay," I said. "I just wanted to say hi. I don`t know but I can`t sleep" he said Same thing here, I said within myself, not out lous of course and listened. "Can I see you tomorrow morning?" he said "I don`t know" I said into the phone. Of course I would love to see him but I refused to admit that. No I have to play my cards well or he will toy with me, I told myself. "I will be going to school," I lied "Which school?" "Esut" "Oh!" he said dryly. "It's okay, I only thought it could be possible, I had wanted you to help mw with some preparations." "I understand" I said. "Don`t worry what I am going to do in school isn`t so serious. I will be back before 12. I will give you a call then" "Okay" "Bye", I muttered into the phone and ended once he had replied bye too. Once I dropped the phone, I leaped up in excitement, when I found myself laughing out loud; I clutched my hands against my lips to muffle the laughter. I met Nesta the next day around 2.00pm at his cousin`s house. I found out that he had just written his final exams at Unec and was planning to celebrate it. He was throwing a semi grand party that day. I joined in the preparations and exactly around four, the party kicked off. I was so na�ve and young then and didn`t know how to behave among big boys and girls. I felt so out of the party. I had to step outside for some fresh air leaving Nesta to entertain himself. Actually I felt a little jealous, watching him dancing with a black Sheila with so much abandonment. He looked so happy even though he can`t dance and I didn`t want to ruin his party for him after all he had first asked me to dance with him and I have refused because I felt bashful. Standing outside at the balcony and leaning on the rails barricading the flat we were in overlooking the heavy main road before me. My thoughts were far, I tried to think about Nesta to see if I could be able to explain the kind of man he was, although we haven`t known for too long. Nesta was quiet very fair, tall, slim and looked irresistibly handsome. He had a kind of unfamiliar charisma about him that had drawn me so close to him when we first met. He was also humorous but most of all, he was sexy, devilishly sexy. Listen to him when he talks and you are sure to fall in love. I just love the way he talks and the way he uses English. Inside he had told me he studied Estate Management and had went on to tell me a little about his nuclear family. He was the first son but not the most handsome of the three boys, he had said. I was still standing outside, leaned on the rails before me, ignoring the hip hop-highlife music blaring so clarion from the sitting room, when I left someone tickle me from behind. I turned to face the angel that has been tormenting my dreams. He was standing there with a plate of pepper soup and a bottle of malt. "I didn`t know the brand you take", he apologized as he handed me the pepper soup and the malt. "Which one do you take?" I asked gullibly. "This", he said raising an unfinished bottle of Star up to my face. "Oh! Not that. This will do quiet alright" "You don`t take alcohol?" he sounded astonished. "No", I replied. "What else don`t you take?" he wanted to know. "I hate to serve you poison someday" "You won`t" I replied and saw him raise a questioning elbow. "You didn`t today", I finished and turned to eat the pepper soup. "So tell me more about yourself", he began leaning beside me as he took a sip of his drink. "What do you want to know?" I asked just as the hot pepper soup scalded my tongue. I hid it and instead took the cold malt to quench the hotness in my mouth. "Tell me everything" "Okay", I said and began to tell him all. I merely told him about my family and my younger siblings and how it took me two solid years before I could get an admission. "That`s natural", he was saying. "It took me three years to gain one", he said. "Oh!" I was speechless and silenced. "Well that can`t be all about you", he jabbed into my thoughts. I turned tartly to face him. Obviously there were frowns of inquisitress on my face. "Don`t look at me that way", he said with a laugh. "What about your boyfriends?" "You talk as if I have many" I chided. "Well maybe not many but you are can`t be a virgin" "I am". I replied and watched his pupils disappear only to appear to become something else. For such, Nesta was taken aback and the impact of my revelation had not only affected him. There had been a guy I have met before, he had been surprised too. In fact he had left me because of that. He had two reasons, first he can`t defile a virgin and two, he can`t bear staying in a relationship without f**king her. To me with was good radiance to bad rubbish. "I had just been offered an admission into Enugu State University of Science and Technology to study Chemical Engineering was preparing to write my first semester Examination in two weeks time", I said when he couldn't say anything after the shattering revelation. We stood out there listening to the cool music and chattering away until it was time for me to go. "Can I show you something inside, before you go?" he asked. It took me a while to consider that but what harm can he do to me when the house is filled with people partying. I followed him inside. We went through the sitting room filled with jolly-old fellows. Most of the people were exhausted now, only few remained dancing. the rest sat with either their girlfriends or boyfriends, almost everyone was drunk as they shamelessly touched themselves in the open, I abruptly felt abashed for seeing such evil. As we passed a door, I heard loud moaning and screams behind the door and shivered. I suddenly felt like turning back and running away. Oh God! I hope he is not trying to rape me. I prayed. He must have noticed how tensed and frightened I was, because he came close and closed his arms around me and soothed my shoulders. The room we entered already had a lady and a guy in it, making love. I ran out immediately I beheld the sight. He as right beside me, before I could run into the noisy sitting room. I refused the go back into the room, My heart hammered against my chest. He held me still and patted me. His influence and the way he held me made my feet wobble beneath me and I lost the will to vacate from the premises immediately. He lead me back into the room. by the time we got there, the other pair were leaving. Once they were gone, he locked the room without realizing that he just looked my heart. The room was very spacious and beautifully furnished. The full size bed had a nice spreading with the colour of pink to match the pink colour of the room and the rug. There is only one cushion in the room beside the moderate, student refrigerator on the left. It was on this single cushion that I sat while he sat on the bed opposite me, the television and home theater stood adjacent to us. The cool music slowly creeping out of the music box gave the room, a romantic sensation. "Welcome to my room", he said once I was seated. I merely smiled and watched him rise, he went to the refrigerator and brought out two bottles of star beer and two glass cups. He sat down and opened them. I watched him keenly, wondering what he was up to until, he served me a full glass cup of beer. "Drink", he urged me, talking a sip from his own cup. "Sorry but I don't take alcohol", I said with the best calm voice , I could muster. He smiled and brought the cup to my lips. "Just a sip, it won't hurt you". he smiled again I was charmed. I wanted to say no but couldn't, I allowed him give me the drink. For the first time in my life, I was imbibing alcohol. He didn't let me go after a sip even when I protested, he kept sweet-talking me till the glass was empty. He smiled up at me, screaming that's my girl without realization how horrible I felt at that moment. My head swelled up as if it was going to explode any moment. One could say how come only a glass of star would have such effects on me but it did. I had always knew I had a light brain for accommodating anything hard and see what this one did to me as little as it was. I was suddenly feeling dizzy. Nesta noticed and asked to come and rest awhile on the bed. "I have to go now", I said and tired to rise only to fall back into the seat. he came in time and carried me to the bed. Although I was dizzy but not drunk. I knew when his hands came upon my bare thighs. my skirt, a flay that stopped just above my knee had exposed a better part of my thighs when i lay down. I had not noticed it because of my state till now when his hands slithered all over it. I wore a white tight underneath a white lacy panties and I hate to have men so much that close to me. I held his hand in time as they traced the fabrics of my tight atop my womanhood. He looked down at me. "I just want to feel you that's you. I promise I won't hurt you". I doubted that promise but not more than, I doubted my very own self. I knew that if I didn't get up now and head out of the door, I will do what I was going to rue all the rest of my life. I tried to rise but feel back to the bed, exhausted. "Just relax, he said and poured more drinks. the next thing, I knew I gulped down another glass cup. I was feeling more muzzier now and I could feel his hands on my chest, fiddling with my taut nipples. "Dear lord, please save me from this temptation", I prayed silently. I watched him with heavy eyes take off his shirt and his white singlet then pulled down his pants and boxers. I looked away when he stood before me, his eight inches, hard medium-seized dick standing erect before him. "Please don't hurt me", I cried with shaky voice, my face still turned away. The realization that I was going to be raped took away every ounce of drunkenness in me. "I just want to make you feel like a woman", he said coming closer. He bent towards me and took my hands and placed upon his turgidity. I pulled it off the instance my hands touched it but he took it again and brought close to it. He directed my palms, running it all over his taut dick. "Please", I cried, still looking away. I knew no one would hear me even if I screamed. the music from the sitting room was on full blast and who would come even if they heard me. What was I expecting coming to big boys and big girls party. I was alone, I muttered as the realization hit home. He came close and pulled my top over my head, leaving me with just my red bra. "You have nice tits", he said and I wondered what he meant by that. one would I would look up for once I leave here undefiled. the thought of being defiled made me shudder. "Are you cold?" he asked with concern and I nodded. He got up and turned off the air conditioner and left the brown ceiling fan at the lowest. When he came back, I was at his knees begging him but instead of bulging, he took his dick and put into my mouth. I spat out once, it touched my mouth. "Suck it, please", he begged. I was astonished to see him beg. He was totally taken now, seems like sucking was his turning point. H begged again and I felt like super girl. "I want to go", I said. standing up, I grabbed my top from the bed and tried to put it on but he caught it and forcefully yanked it out of my hands and took my nipple into his month while he worked on pulling off skirt. "You promised not to hurt me", I cried. He suddenly stopped and stared at me. Then to my chagrin, threw my top back at me. "Dress up so that I can see you off", he said and began to dress up too. I watched him dress and almost felt bad. I have spoilt something for him, I taunted myself, Knowing I would rue this forever, I offered him myself after all how long did I except to keep keeping my virginity. I lost the first guy because of it and now that I felt that I have found a soul mate, I am not going to lose him for anything, at least not something I could offer him. "Make love to me please", I said with deep aroused love. he stared at me for a long time as if contemplating whether or not I meant it or not. I grabbed the opportunity. I bent towards him and took him whole into my mouth almost gagging in it. he was taken aback at the gesture but he soon began to moan. "Don't rush it", He said when he noticed I gagged. It was my first time and I thought maybe it won't be such a waste if I enjoyed it to the last moment. He drew me up and kissed my lips, then fumbled with my boobs. My bras where lying on the ground the next instance, revealing my moderate, firm breast. "They are beautiful like your face", he said/ I smiled and he kissed the tip of my nose. He was the most romantic man I have ever met and vey gentle too. he was a good teacher and he took his time teaching me. when it got to the most crucial, he first used his fingers on me, I winced in pain and he withdrew his finger immediately. "Go on", I urged him afraid that I might lose this moment. "You meant it when you said, you are still a virgin?" he asked. There was a aprk of astonishment and pride in his eyes when he asked me the question. I nodded, a little embarrassed. He got up and went for his jean laying in the heap on the floor and began to dress up. "Dress up", he said. "Its past you bed time." "What's going on?" I asked. I was alarmed and befuddled. "Its time to go home", he said and threw my clothes to me. "Dress up" "Can't you at least tell me what I did wrong", I cried He came towards me and held my hands. "You did nothing angle, only that your parents will be getting worried". "That should be my concern not yours", I fired as I wore my panties. I was feeling used and discarded. He just wanted to make caricature with me. I hated Nesta there for toying with my emotions "They are also my concern", he said with a mischievous grin. Bloody pervert, i thought in anger. "you had better stop feeling the way you are feeling:, he told me. "Like hell", I mumbled and strode out of the room, fully dressed now. "Slow down beauty", he sang The devil, I grunted out in frustration. He was mocking me. We went through the long passage, bursting into the sitting room. Most people were gone, those that remained where either sleeping or making love. I over looked them and headed outside the door. The cool April breeze hit my face once I stepped outside. Nesta and I weren't talking yet and who cares. He tried to build up a conversation as he walked me home but none of it entered my ears. All I could hear was being not good enough for him. My parents were already asleep when I got home but my Brother sat in the sitting room watching a movie. He opened the door when I entered and told me he covered me. He told our parents that I went for prayers. I said a quick goodbye to Nesta and left him as he exchanged pleasantries with my brother. He Waited Outside for me to come and say a proper goodbye but when I didn't he left, after all he had a party to catch up with. I had watched him from the blind of my window until my brother shut the gate after he left. Good riddance to bad rubbish I thought and went to take a shower. I felt filthy as I bathed, washing myself thoroughly to remove any aura of him on me. Thank God, he didn't enter me instead I would have rue that all my life. My phone was ringing when I entered my room from the bathroom. I watched the phone ring endlessly. when it stopped, I picked it and stared at eh screen. Thirteen missed calls. Not enough, I thought as I put off the phone and went to sleep but did I sleep

 

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