I wish I could just skip this part of the
story or just say something like; IT ENDED
ON THE COUCH. But I know this will be the best part of the story for some readers, so I’ll just get on with it. The long and short of themthe matter is that IT ENDED ON THE
COUCH. You still want to know how? Okay,
let’s ride.
Cynthia, in order to make sure her apology
found its way to my heart, started playing
with the beard. That soft palm of hers found
its way to my chest and started pinching
the hairs therein. Haha, this Cynthia sef.
That hurt me and I responded to stimulus.
That’s exactly what Cynthia wanted. She
may have made it look like she was trying
to show me how sorry she was but I knew
she had always wanted to do this and this
time she caught me by the neck.
I began to return everything she was giving
to me. I even took over and got a little
rough with her. I grabbed her by the waist
towards me and we faced each other as our
upper bodies glued together. I then grabbed
her hair with my right hand and dragged her
head away from mine while my left hand
was around her waist holding firmly onto
her to make sure her body didn’t separate
from mine when I drag her hair. She was
hurt by that, but endured it for the sake of
the pleasure she would derive afterwards.
Suddenly, I separated my body from hers
and stood some distance away staring at
her lustfully. She could tell I was in the
mood to get naughty. Exactly what she
wanted. I then said; “I’m about to invade
your sacred zone with much hostility. I’ll
need all the strength in the world.” “Tell
me what to do” Cynthia said with a voice
burning with excessive desire for pleasure.
“I need food” I said. “I’m really hungry and
won’t make it past the first quarter if I
take on this race in my present state.
Believe me, I wish to see a corps at the
end of it all. Your corps to be precise.”
“How dare you!” Cynthia said as a
challenge. “You want food, food you shall
get!”
She left to the kitchen to prepare me food. I
quickly got to my room to get some left
over sleeping pills I had been using to
knock myself out whenever sleep went on a
journey. I took three pills at once and
rushed back to the sitting room. Cynthia
prepared the food like machine. Before I
could say J.A.C.K, there was food was
waiting for me on the dining table. She
called on me and I joined her there. It
would take some time before the drug
begins to have effect on me, so I had to
delay everything till then.
I joined her at the dining and instead of
eating, I asked her to feed me. It was
exiting for her. It was as if I was playing
love with her to properly prepare the way
for the real deal. We started doing those
things they do in Nigerian home videos. She
would scoop food from the plate towards
my mouth, and when I open my mouth to
take it she would withdraw it, and
sometimes have it or gives it to me after
doing that over and again. She was really
helping matters.
It wasn’t quite long before I began to feel
the effect of the drugs and started feeling
dizzy. I was so happy and that made me
smile a lot. Cynthia misunderstood my
smile for lustful desire for her. We finished
eating and she didn’t bother to clear the
table. As soon as I stood up she jumped on
me and started kissing me real hard. She
was so in the mood. But we got to the
couch and then like an elephant that had
gotten in contact with hunter’s bullets, I
fell on the couch and became motionless.
She called to me and got no response. I
heard her but didn’t respond. She thought it
was part of the process until she realized I
was really asleep. She couldn’t believe it.
She didn’t know if it was the food or
something else, but the fact remained that I
slept off helplessly. She was so frustrated
and didn’t know what to do. Nevertheless,
she put her head on my chest and
continued rubbing it until I slept off
completely. That was how it ended on the
couch.
The long night finally ended and Cynthia
woke up but me, I was still deep in
slumber. I normally took one pill of that
drug when I wanted to sleep and it served
well but this time, I took three because I
wanted to pass out before Cynthia had her
way. Now I had to deal with the aftermath
of that uncalculated action. 1pm and I was
still sleeping. Cynthia got worried. She
woke me up but I slept again after some
minutes and Cynthia concluded I needed
medical attention. She talked about calling
the doctor and I objected dizzily, telling her
I preferred going to the hospital instead of
having the doctor come to check on me. I
wanted to buy enough time to sleep away
the effect of those pills.
I finally woke up by 7pm feeling very
hungry. Cynthia wasn’t around then. I asked
her maids about her and no one seemed to
know her way about. I told them to prepare
me food immediately. I went upstairs to get
myself cleaned up while that was done.
Those maids had known of my situation, so
they were somewhat happy that I was back
safe and sound. At least they considered
me safe and sound, unlike Cynthia who had
gone ahead to bring home a doctor to check
on me.
While on the dining eating, Cynthia walked
in with a white man in white medical suit
and some instruments I couldn’t decipher.
“Oh my God! You’re awake! Were you
waiting for me to be gone before you ended
you slumber?” Cynthia asked.
“I guess I was really tired from the
midnight exercise you and I engaged in last
night, so I had to sleep that long to regain
all my strength.” I said with a mischievous
smile, pretending to believe that something
happened.
“What midnight exercise are you talking
about?” Cynthia asked with a confused.
“Oh Cynthia, I know I shouldn’t be saying
this before this stranger but I just couldn’t
help it. Perhaps he should leave now
because my body is catching some signals
from your cleavage and I bet it wants a
repeat of last night’s royal rumble. But if
he chooses to stay, he can watch.”
As I was saying those things I stood up
from the dining and walked towards Cynthia
as though I wanted to make out with her.
Cynthia had always sought occasions to do
so but this time around, the reverse was
the case. She didn’t know if I was sane or
not. That was very unlike me. Truly, that
wasn’t me. I purposely did all that to
prevent the doctor from carrying out any
tests on me because if he did, my secret
would have been unveiled. Another trick on
Cynthia, and guess what; IT WORKED!
The doctor bade Cynthia goodbye and left
the moment I got up to Cynthia and tried to
kiss her. It was all an act. Ever since I met
Cynthia, that was the first time she
resisted me. Though the doctor made a
statement saying; there’s nothing wrong
with this man, I think he’s love sick,
Cynthia didn’t believe him. She thought
there was something wrong with me, and
she wasn’t going to let it slide just like
that.
Since then, Cynthia treated me like
someone with an unsolved problem, and as
long as she wasn’t sure my problem was
solved, she wouldn’t do anything to
endanger herself. And that meant she
wasn’t going to want me to bleep her until I
was normal again according to her
judgement. That was so cool with me. In
fact, I started acting really strange but not
in manner that suggested mental imbalance.
I made it look like it was spiritual, but she
believed it was medical and tried
everything within her power to get me
checked out by a doctor. All her efforts
failed. It was sure to fail. It was best for
her to think of me that way because I had
changed my mind on her after watching the
Ogechi on TV. Everything just worked out
well. I don’t know how I would have broken
up with Cynthia, though I never officially
pronounced our relationship into existence.
Cynthia didn’t avoid me, neither did she
stop me from getting close to her. The only
thing she made sure I didn’t do was the
only thing I didn’t want to do, which she
had always wanted to do. I took advantage
of the situation and acted as though I
wouldn’t last a day without feeling the
warmth of her body so that she wouldn’t
have any reason to say I avoided her at any
point in time. As much as Cynthia would
have loved to do it, she didn’t for the sake
of her health. She was afraid I had an
internal disease that could be contacted by
blood. “What sort of disease would make a
man suddenly fall asleep without prior
symptoms and wake up over eighteen hour
later” she kept wondering.
Nevertheless, Cynthia never let me go. She
never gave up on me. She didn’t take it
kindly with anyone insinuated that my
problem was psychological. She always
believed it was medical. She was so sure I
was going to come around someday and she
didn’t mind waiting for that day no matter
how long it took. She cared even more
about me and was determined to see to it
that my problem got solved. Cynthia had a
good heart and indeed loved me. She’s
always been there for me. I can’t begin to
number the things she’s done for me even
though I wasn’t giving her what she really
wanted from me. She’s always been the one
around and I definitely wouldn’t have gotten
this far without her. Just at the time she
was to reap the fruit of her labor; I was set
to leave her for Ogechi, the one I loved but
hadn’t been around me for years and I can’t
tell what she has grown to become, unlike
Cynthia whom I had gotten to know in and
out. Was I being fair with Cynthia?
To be continued.
