Whenever my lips stretched out for a kiss, you looked left and right and left again, making sure no one was watching. Then you would lock your lips in mine in a rush and we would both laugh and laugh and laugh.

Our love was young, blooming into the future. I was going to be the father you never had and you promised to replace my mother who had died years ago.

One day, we sneaked out of school while others practiced for Inter-house sports. We tiptoed into the house through the backdoor. We lay on my bed, clothes carpeting the floor.

Seeing your unclothedness was like a dream come true. Your beauty beneath marched the one outside, you were perfect.

Your waist was full of flesh... http://syncityng.com/2018/06/18/to-love-her-forever-or-not-a-short-story-by-darlington-chibuzor/