Tonight a page would turn and a new chapter
would begin, one that would send you so far into
the world.
And because of this, you would dress in the
most revealing gown. Precious, your roommate
would give to you.
The one that would frame
your beautiful figure, full beasts, narrow waist
and tapering legs.
Precious would give you a sultry smile, telling you
how the dress fits perfectly.
Precious.....who was already used to this life.

Precious.....who would sleep with lecturers just to
pass a course .
Precious.......who had sex rush,
who
couldn't keep her legs closed for a week.

Thoughts of how you ended up with her would
cloud your mind but you would shove it away
and look into the mirror.

When you look into the mirror, your mouth will
hang open and you will gasp at the girl in the
mirror. This wasn't you, this you know. The girl
in the mirror has a seductive look.

"Ash*wo!" The gate man would spit at the sight
of you. Raining insults, mumbling something
indifferently and giving his head a few shakes.

You will flinch as if you'd been slapped in the
face by an invisible hand.

Fire would burn your cheeks, and you would
lower your gaze away from his stare, and then
wished you hadn't worn the "show me your
back" dress.

They didn't warn you about things like this when
they told you to give what you had in order to
get what you wanted.

But you needed this money desperately. The
school portal would be closed by the weekend
and still you hadn't paid your fees. Your parents
couldn't afford it, neither had the few persons
you'd asked given it to you.

Precious had introduced you to someone she called
"Big daddy". Someone she said, money was at
his Beck and Call.

But still, you wondered why he didn't just give
you the money without wanting to meet you in an
hotel.
At the hotel, Big daddy would settle his heavy
body on top of yours. His chest flattening your
breasts.
He would raise himself to pull your dress above
your waist but you would hesitate. Making him
smile and give you a wink.

The gate man's word...."Ash*wo".....would float
around in your head now. Ash*wo. Prostitute.
Cheap.
The words would make it difficult to
breathe, the same way it was difficult to breathe
when you wore the tight fitting dress.

You will tremble when he enters you, breaking
the seal between your legs. You had promised
to stay Virgin until your wedding night but
circumstances had made you do otherwise.
You
would close your eyes as tears will sear them,
blurring everything but the horrific thing on top
of you....an image you knew would haunt your
nightmares forever.

A low moan will tear from your throat as he
would thrust harder and harder. A solitary tear
will stream down your cheeks at the thought of
what your parents would think of you. But you
had to do it anyway.

You would stare at the huge amount of money
he gives you. A pile of eighty thousand naira,
something you had never held in all your
lifetime.
You will blink and thought of how cruel the world
was.
No one wanted rendering any kind of help
without wanting something in return.

The next morning in your room, you would stare
at a figure in the mirror.
The girl you once knew
wasn't the one staring back at you.
It was
written all over your face. You weren't a virgin
anymore