Tolani

On my birthday, Chimaobi had bought a new phone, laptop, and microphone for me, for creating my YouTube channel contents.

He wanted me to get serious with my YouTube channel.

"You don't post on your channel, Tolani. I don't like it." He would always say.

"I don't have all the gadgets I need, Maobi m. My videos are blurry." I always had an excuse.

I couldn't contain the joy within to have him get me all the gadgets I needed to take my channel to the next level.

I had to jump on him on the couch, hugging him so tightly to myself.

"Ahhhhhh! Thank you so much, Maobi!" I exclaimed, and withdrew the hug when I noticed I had cold feet because the hug was pretty lengthier and more intimate than the brief hugs we usually had.

Chimaobi and I had been in a relationship for 2 years. I was rounding off my second year in school. We met when I came for my postutme examination in Nsukka; University of Nigeria.

Chimaobi would not agree to touch me intimately. He was that type of man that believe in sexual purity.

I, on the other hand, I grew up from a family of 5 boys and a girl. I was the only girl. My parents were never in support of me, studying in the eastern part of Nigeria because they felt I was too young at 20. My brothers were so protective that I couldn't keep a boyfriend in high school, so, Chimaobi was my first.

"Please, keep yourself and get married for me, my child. You are the only girl child I have. Behave well." Mom would always advise me.

So, I stood up, excusing myself as I walked into the kitchen to get some juice, just to ease the tension that had built as a result of the hug.

He was unusually quiet, and followed me to the kitchen.

I picked up a pack of juice from the fridge, and a glass cup from the cup shelves.

I kept the glass cup on the kitchen counter and filled the juice to the brim as I fiddled with the tip of the cup, and took a sip.

"You are nervous." Chimaobi said to me.

"No, I am not." I lied.

" You know we can't continue like this, Maobi. I am tired. I need you, I want to feel you. Why are you punishing me." I lamented.

"For God's sake, Tolani, you think I don't want you? Do you know how much I want you in my arms, in my dreams, in reality and in fantasy? Do you know how much you make me feel? Do you know how I can't take off my eyes from you? You run on my mind all day. I wish my heart was a prison, so you could be sentenced for life. My love for you is like diarrhea, I just can't hold it." He said helplessly with so many emotions in voice.

"Then, do it. Touch me, Maobi."

Chimaobi waited for a moment before he walked up to me, took a drink from my glass, kept it back on the counter, gently pulled my hair from my shoulders, placed his both hands on my shoulders and planted a kiss on my neck.

"I just want the best for you." He whispered and my body shivered.

I just wanted him, and I felt I was ready to have sex at 22.

I was so curious to know what it felt to have sex.

My curiosity got the best of me, I wanted him, badly. Both of us seemed high with our emotions.

"Now should be time" I pondered as I turned towards him,

"I need you badly, Maobi m. Just a French kiss. I won't disturb you again." I said, making a baby face.

Although I asked for it, I didn't expect him to because Chimaobi had refused to do that, he only kisses my forehead when we are pathing. He felt I was too young and would be distracted from school. Also, he was chaste.

"Please" I begged again, as he pulled me to his chest, quickly lifted me up onto the kitchen counter, knocking over the glass cup of juice.

"Kpakala!" the glass shattered on the kitchen floor, yet it didn't matter to us.

He stood between my legs with my legs wrapped around his waist.

His manly arms wrapped around my tiny waist, and he rested his head against my breasts.

"Tolani, you are breaking me. I feel it would be better not to do this." He said, helplessly. I could see how weak he was already.

I had longed for Chimaobi's touch, I had fantasized the both of us making love on the bed.

"Kiss me, Maobi. I'm a big girl. I'm 22 today." I begged him, and gave him a searing look, and then, our lips locked for the first time.

It felt new. It felt refreshing, tasting his lips.

In seconds, Mark and I tugged clumsily at each other's clothes.

He pulled my blouse, and I pulled his Polo shirt.

"I love you so much" he mumbled with emotions.

"I love you much more, babie." I responded.

At that time, the universe didn't matter to us again. The broken glass didn't either.

"Tick! Tick! Tock! Tock!" The kitchen clock ticked as Chimaobi carried me upstairs to his room and on his soft large bed.

The white blanket went off and on, as we threw and rolled on each other in sessions, as we ate each other's lips like hungry vam.pires.

There, I could feel the perspiration in my armpits. I could feel some warmth between my legs.

"This feels so good." I resonated as Chimaobi kissed my ears, my neck, my narvel, slowly, steadily, exploring his hands in my hair, stroking it like a maestro.

To be continued.

We slept off on the bed after we made out.

I woke up before him, looking at him for a few minutes before I dragged his nose, restricting him from breathing.

Chimaobi jolted from sleep, rolled over on the bed and stretched his arms high above his head, brushing his hands against my breasts.

He reached out to me and had me sit on his belly while he rested his back against the bed.

"You have finally gotten what you want, abi?" He said, licking his lips.

"Get a fuked! You are talking as though you did me a favour, or you didn't enjoy it." I fired at him.

"Now! Confess, did you enjoy it or not?" I queried him, while he laughed so hard.

"You no de fear o. Na me you de ask question?" He said, tickling me.

"Obi! Stop, please, I'm loosing my breath." I begged.

He dragged me to himself and kissed my lips.

" You are such a sweet girl, Tolani. Your eyes are as beautiful as the finest piece of art. I love every bit of you." He whispered, looking into my eyes passionately.

" Oh! And you were pretending like you did not want to." I snapped.

"Not at all, I just wanted us to do the right thing. I also feel you are young for that. Didn't want it to be like I am taking advantage of you. Not like I don't desire to get intimate with you. See, I have wished I was your blanket, your bed, your pillow, underneath your head, Tolani. I can't live without you." Chimaobi said.

"My love for you is like a fart because everything about it is powered by my system. The flames of your love lightens me up. Your words are sweeter than the HONEYCOMB." He continued, as I blushed.

"So, when are you creating a YouTube video? Everything is ready." He asked me.

"Common babe, you just bought this today. Can you please just chill?" I said, rolling my eyes girlishly as I stood up from the bed.

"Close your eyes!" I said to him, dragging the bedsheet to cover my nakedness.

"Something I have seen?" He said, laughing so hard that he reached out to the bedsheet, and began to struggle it with me.

"Stop!" I cried out, but he overpowered me and took the bedsheet from me.

I quickly had my left arm to cover my breasts and the right hand between my legs, as I trod backward out of the room to the kitchen, where we littered our clothes.

"Naughty Tolani!" I said to myself, picking our clothes, kept them on the counter, picked up a broom and a dustpan to sweep the broken glass.

"No! Don't injure yourself. These are glasses. It Shouldn't pierce you." Chimaobi said, taking the broom and dustpan from me.

I stood there watching him as he packed the glass shattered on the kitchen floor and threw it into the dust bin.

"Taaa!" He spanked my buttock and teased.

"I never marry you, you don de break my cup. What If I marry you?, you will break my TV." He joked, as I laughed hysterically.

"Ogbeni, stop making it look like I knocked the glass. You did." I argued, laughing.

"But you begged me to kiss you. Just a French kiss, Maobi!" He mimicked me, changing his voice like a girl's, with his hands in the air.

I couldn't stop laughing. Chimaobi was that type of guy that would make you laugh all day. He was gentle to the core, and highly dramatic.

It was getting late already. All I wanted at that point was to sleep over and have him around me.

I intentionally delayed dressing up, so I could find an excuse to sleep over in his place.

" Babe, can I sleep over?" I asked him when we got into the room.

"No!" He answered quickly with every fiber in him.

"Please!" I begged him.

"Don't even start. Don't even give me that face because I am not buying this idea. You have lectures tomorrow. You should not be here. I know you, tomorrow now, I would be begging you to go to school, and you would find excuses for not attending lectures. Wear your clothes, I will drop you at your lodge." He said, almost frowning.

"Once Chimaobi speaks in this tone, I know he is serious." I pondered, dressing up angrily without arguing further.

I walked downstairs, picked up my birthday gifts, my bag and walked out to the car.

He was not even looking at my face.

He got into the car and horned.

"Babe get into the car nah... We should not be dragging this. You have lectures tomorrow." He pleaded, as I stamped my feet like a child, murmuring and getting into the car, facing the other side of the window.

"Bae, I do not want this relationship to distract your studies. You know I love you." He tried to convince me, but I wasn't buying it.

He drove to my hostel. While he drove, his phone kept ringing, but he would not pick it.

"Who is that?" I asked him.

"So you can talk? I've been talking to you since, you just ignored me?, He said, but I refused to answer him.

"Tolani, I'm talking to you." He said angrily, as we got to my hostel gate.

"Leave me alone. You don't want me to stay in your place because she is coming to sleep over." I said, picking up my things to leave.

"How could you say that? Have you seen me with any woman before? You are my first and I am your first. We just broke our virginity today, for God's sake. How could you say such to me."

"Just leave me alone, leave me alone" I said, crying as I sat there, waiting for him to apologize?

I was at fault, and I was the one seeking for apology.

This part of me wasn't new to Chimaobi. I behave childish whenever I am with him.

I do not blame myself for that because he treats me as his little sister. I was 22 then, while he was 29. He would always take the blames whenever we fight.

Chimaobi dragged me to himself and consoled me.

"Okay, I promise to come and pick..." He said, when his phone ranged again.

"Pick the call." I ordered him.

"It's my mom calling with her second line, Tolani. Ah!" He said, irritated, as he picked the call.

"Mommie, Good evening. I'm on transit. When I get home, we talk. You've been calling me, do you want to run my battery?" He said to her, and I could hear her asking him why he was on the road at that time.

"Mommie, please... Hapu m aka doo. I will call you when I'm home. Stop troubling me, this woman." He said, hanging the call.

"Women self! Are you satisfied?" He asked, looking at me.

"What do you mean by that? So, I'm a pest? Pestering you." I said, looking at him quizzically.

With shock written all over his face, he laughed.

" Babe, but I never said that. How did pest come into this? Okay, I'm sorry. You just sleep over in your house and I will come and pick you tomorrow after lectures. Thank God, it is almost Friday. So, please, attend Thursday's lectures at least. You can spend the weekend at my place, okay?" He said, stroking my hair gently.

"Answer your boo na" he begged me, tickling me that I had to smile and blush.

Chimaobi always had his way of making me happy.

"Is that a promise, Maobi?" I asked him.

"A promise! Cross my heart." He said, making a cross sign with his arms on his chest.

"Alright..."

He walked me to my door and made sure I got into my room as usual, because of the boys who usually partied around our hotel gate.

"A French kiss for the night, please?" I requested, when we waved bye to each other.

" Come on! Get into your room naughty girl." He said, while I laughed hard, into the room and fell on my bed.

To be continued

I laid on the bed with a surreptitious smile for almost an hour, recalling again, scene by scene, act by act, everything that had transpired between Chimaobi and me.

It was like a kaleidoscope, every little thing seemed to tumble over in my brain box, initiating new ever more vivid and colourful love patterns in my mind.

My phone ranged and it was Chimaobi.

"Bae, I'm home now. I hope you've taken your night bath?" He said.

"No, just thinking about you. Can't take off my mind." I responded.

"Me too. Please, bath and sleep, so you can go early for your lectures." He suggested.

"Alright, I love you." I said.

"I love you too." He said, hanging the call.

I looked through my phone, clicked on my gallery and changed my phone screen wallpaper to his picture.

I jumped out of the bed immediately and went into the bathroom, singing Reuben Studdard's I need an angel song. I sang it so loudly.

The next day, I went for lectures in school and I could not concentrate. I was just thinking about Chimaobi.

I was seated at Hall 14, when Ruth, my friend, came in.

"What is it? You look so dull. I know it is Tochi again. That fo.ol has beaten you up again?" I asked her.

"Yes, because I confronted him over his WhatsApp message to a lady." She said.

" I have told you to leave that boy. That boy is nothing but a cheat and a monster. He lives in my lodge, I see how he brings different women to his room. Moreover, he's a small boy in the same level with you in school. Go for serious relationship, Ruth. Why should you allow a man you are not married to, to lay a finger on you? Even if you are married to him, he has no right to beat you." I blamed and consoled her at the same time.

After two lectures, I became famished and had missed Chimaobi. I had plans to go to Chimaobi's place. I hadn't the patience to wait for him to come pick me up on Friday morning as planned.

I had three lectures that day, but I couldn't wait for the last lecture.

"Ruth, make we go abeg. I am tired." I begged Ruth.

"Say you want to go see Chima, no de whine me. I'm staying back for Mr. Ernest's lectures, I do not want to have attendance issues with him." She said.

"Abeg, I no get that patience. I will call you later at night. No forget o, sign for me" I told her as I walked out of the hall.

I got home, changed into another wear and left for Chimaobi's apartment, almost immediately.

"Take your YouTube gadgets, so you can make video for your channel during the weekend, nah." I resonated, but refused to adhere to the advice.

I only had my handbag, no clothes whatsoever.

"Chimaobi's polo shirt and shorts would do the weekend for me."

Before going to Chimaobi's apartment, I went to Mama Mmesoma's roadside restaurant, where Chimaobi and I usually buy isiewu. I enjoyed her isiewu, although it was expensive. I wanted to surprise Chimaobi.

"I can't tell who likes the isiewu more." I resonated.

Coming in, Mama Mmesoma was shouting at her daughter to go get a spoon for a customer.

"Anuofia! Go and get him a spoon." She shouted at Mmesoma. Mmesoma was also an only girl child, she had many expectations on her, just like me. The differences we share is, my parents are wealthy, and I didn't have to work, while Mmesoma had to stay in her mom's shop to survive. I often tried talking to her anytime Chimaobi and me come around.

I could sense she admired everything about me.

"Good afternoon ma" I greeted Mama Mmesoma.

"Ehhee Nne m... How are you? You didn't come with your boyfriend today?" She asked me with a beautiful smile, revealing her wide diastema, that I wondered if she was really the same person who shouted a second back. How she could switch emotions was quite skillful and worthy to be studied.

"He is fine, ma." I smiled back.

"Hahaha... I know is isiewu(goat meat) you want. How many I go put?" She asked, as she turned to Mmesoma's direction and shouted at her again.

"What are you still doing there? Go and pound that fufu before it gets late. You know you are going to the market today." She said to Mmesoma and turned to me, raising her eyebrows.

"Three, ma, I want three." I spoke, as she packaged my order.

I walked down to the pedestrian bridge to cross over to the other side of the road, when I saw a man carrying fruit in a wheelbarrow. He wore an up and down Jallamia with a wove hat. I waved at him, but it seemed he didn't hear me, I waved and called him again, he turned and moved toward my direction.

" Fine pikin, forgive me, the sun is too much walahi. I no hear you" He said

"Sorry about that. " I said with a warmth smile and continued.

"Put a ball of watermelon, pineapple and 5 apples for me, please. This your banana is not fresh o, but put 2 bunches for me." I listed.

"Hhhmmn, fine pikin, you fit finish all these, abi na with your boyfriend you want eat am?" he asked, laughing.

"The boyfriend wey you give me na." I said, giving him his money, as I walked away.

Soon, I was in Chimaobi's apartment and at the door, I tried my spare key,, but it wasn't opening.

I decided to use the doorbell.

I stood for what looked like an hour before the door opened.

Shockingly, it was not Chimaobi that opened the door.

It was a lady, dressed in Chimaobi's polo, a polo I bought for him on last year's valentine day. Her hair was mercury-red, and it tumbled over her shoulders. She had a honey full sweet lips. They were blossom soft mere looking at it, slender eyebrows, and she had a glossy skin. She was actually beautiful that I could not help but to compare and contrast her beauty with mine out of jealousy. In seconds, I searched for what I was better in, in order to console myself.

A mischievous smile graced my lips when I noticed I had more curvy and fuller buttocks than she had.

"What is a woman without a full buttocks like mine?" I queried myself and got mad at the same time.

"Is this the reason Chimaobi refused to let me stay back yesterday?" I asked her as I stepped into the sitting-room.

"Hello! Who are you?" The girl asked me, irritated.

"I should be the one asking you that, ugly." I blurted.

"Are you mad?" She asked me, but I walked away from her, threw my handbag and all the goodies I had bought on the floor as I ran upstairs to Chimaobi's room while the girl followed me, shouting at me to get back, but I didn't even give her any attention.

I just wanted to see Chimaobi and show him how mad a Yoruba lady could be.

Getting to his door, I banged at his door like a mad woman.

"Chimaobi! Chimaobi, come out here!" I said, screaming so loud with my eyebrows scrunched together, my forehead creased, my lips tightened, my jaws tensed, and my nostrils flared.

I was ever ready to tear Chimaobi into nothing.

Tbc..