He would visit me in school and take my friends and I out to the movies, we would all go on ecstatic rides and scream our lungs out, our trips to the mall was always my favorite, I would ride on his back and he would carry me all the way to our various destinations, he never for once complained of how I heavy I was or I made his back ache, he said he lived for my happiness. My friends always stared at him with admiration and whispered jealously between themselves how lucky I was to be with someone like him. After a fun filled day, he would take us all in his car and one after the other dropped us off at our respective houses.
He was my first love, the first man I ever knew, he taught me most of the things I needed to know about love, life and its surroundings. Life with him was always so wonderful and sweet. I never wanted to part away from him. He would always call me his lady, treating me like one.
He was around, mother had gone out earlier to get some groceries, and he came in with a book he bought for me from my favorite bookstore, I had begged him to read it for me, I always liked it when he read to me, I liked the way his voice sounded, his voice was deep and very soothing, it had the tone and feel of a thousand angels singing in harmony, he sat by the side of the bed and stroked my hair with each sentence he finished, as I stared up at him, I noticed just how manly he looked, his jaw line looked like it was chiseled to perfection by a craftsman, his eyes; a dark brown, always glittered as the rays of the sun reflected in it, his lips were pink and full so much as his hair, he kept an afro. I wanted to run my hands through his hair and feel as his mouth explore various parts of my body, sending down tingling vibes all through my being, He felt the same way also.
Our lips finally met for the first time and it was as though two worlds clashed into each other, it was a brilliant catastrophic collision, the feeling was orgasmic and sensational, I couldn’t get enough of him. We deeply explored the inner depths of our mouths as our tongues flickered in and out, saliva’s mixed together, and merged as one. It felt as though we created our very own BIG BANG.
We had totally forgotten about the book and it’ dismantled fate, as he slowly pulled away and laid me on my back, he gently laid series of soft pecks and lingering kisses which sent jolts of little electrifying shocks through my whole body, this whole feeling felt alien to me, and I was excited about the whole prospect. There’s only so much a 13 year old girl just entering her teenage years could know about her developing body. And I was ready to learn, so I surrendered completely to his electrifying touches and allowed him wander the unexplored paths of my young, frail body.
He was gentle and kind, not to quick to rush into an act, always asking for feedback, his eyes locked with mine, I could see the passion in them, I could see the hunger hidden also. He delved deep into my soul; he brought me to the peak of arousement, I wasn’t in this realm anymore, neither was he.
The disrupting sound of a loud thud brought us back to reality, it came from the door. Lying on the floor at the entrance of my room amidst bags of groceries all scattered around, was my mother, she was unconscious. We both looked worried. He hurried over to where she was to examine her, he felt for a pulse; she was still alive, I hurriedly got dressed and grabbed a phone to dial the emergency number. I handed the phone over to him, I watched as he talked with command and authority over the phone to the operator on the other end, and I realized I was in love with him, he was the perfect man for me. After the phone conversation, I sat beside him stroking his hair as he held her around his arms.
“Dad, is mum going to be alright?” I asked…
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