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Lol.. I don leave her.

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Episode 14

So, finally, I'd be going to Cynthia's lodge all because of my intelligence.
I wasn’t sure if Cynthia really liked me the way I cared and had feelings for her. I still felt she was just there for what she would gain. I could tell Benita had a thing for me, but I really didn’t like her that much compared to Cynthia.

That day, I purposely went in the evening because I planned to pass the night. She already sent me the directions to her lodge located at Umuchima. From Eziobodo to Umuchima was less than 15 minutes on a bike. All I needed was to tell the bike man the name of her lodge.

As someone going to a girl’s lodge, not just a girl’s lodge, but his crush's lodge. I wore one of my best wear, a very nice vintage shirt. I had only worn it once to church. Then, coupled with my blue Jean trousers and a black slide, well polished.Thank God I still had my perfume, though it was getting exhausted. I spread it all over my body, making sure I could perceive it.

I was really overwhelmed about going to see her even though the plan was to teach her Mth101, but subconsciously I think something else was boring in my heart.
Ready to go? I took my Mth101 material, one notebook, and a pen. She would provide a rough book for teaching and solving. I also went with my phone charger because I intended to sleep over in her lodge.

When I got outside my lodge, I dialed her number and informed her that I was coming. She said no problem and reminded me of the name of her lodge. It was 4:45 p.m. when I got to Futo Road Eziobodo and waved down a bike man.

"How much, Umuchima?" I asked him.

"Where in Umuchima?" Asked the bike man.

"St. Belarus Lodge."

"Okay, your money is 300 naira," he said.

"What is 300? I will pay 200."

"The last I can go is 250."

I bargained with him to accept 250, but he refused. I was with just a 1000, Naira note, and I didn’t want to waste it just on transport, to and fro. So, I stopped another bike man, but his price was even much way bigger than the previous man. I kept walking until I finally found the third bike. I ended up accepting to pay 250 naira. I didn’t really have much, so I was good at bargaining things in school.

I climbed the bike and we zoomed off on the tarred road filled with potholes here and there. Only God will save Eziobodo from their bad road.

*

On arriving at Cynthia‘s lodge, I stood outside the gate and dialed her number. The name of the lodge was written on it, so I knew I was in the right place. But I needed to be sure.

"Hello Frank, where are you?" She answered in her angelic voice.

"I'm outside your lodge. I’m at the gate."

"Pease, come in, you will see me."

"Okay, hope there is no dog in your lodge. I’m scared of those animals," I said, laughing.

"Come in, there is no dog," she confirmed.

I hung up, turned, and paid the bike man. He gave me my balance and I made my way inside.

As soon as I stepped in, I saw her in light pink trousers and sleeveless. She wore a bra too, so her boobs weren't exposed.

Cynthia signaled me to come over to where she stood, so I headed in her direction majestically with my phone in my left hand and the books in my right hand. I could hear loud music jamming from an unseen stereo. I guess it was coming from one of her lodge mates' room.

"Did you fly?" She asked, smiling.

"The Bike man is one of these Hausa men. You know how they speed like computer games," I answered.

"Welcome," she said and led the way to her room.

"Thank you," I replied, and followed her.

We got into her not-so-big apartment. "Do you stay alone?" That was the most important question I asked, and she replied in the negative. My heart cut.
"But my roommate traveled. She will be back in three days," she announced.

I heaved a sigh of relief hearing that.

"Do you mean Jessy?"

"No." She nodded her head sideways. "Jessy stays in Hostel C. She’s not my roommate."

"Okay, that’s cool," I said and sat on her bed.

Her room wasn’t looking bad, but not compared to Benita's apartment. I’m not sure this girl is from a rich family like I had assumed, I said to myself as I observed my surroundings. For her to even share a room with someone says more about it. She better not be a poor girl because it wouldn’t be funny after all that initial gra gra and ajebo lifestyle, she always pulled in class.

"I’m still cooking beans. When it’s ready, you will have something to eat," she said, walking back to her kitchen.

"Alright, I said," scrolling through my phone.

"No problem, once you are ready. I’m ready."

She brought out an extra plastic seat to her reading table and asked me to join her. I obliged and brought out my material and notebook. So I began by testing her knowledge of the previous topic we did, which was indices and logarithms. I gave her two questions to attempt. Cynthia solved the first one but got stuck at the second one and started laughing. Unknown to her, there was something her laughter did in my body, but I just ignored all those feelings and solved the second question.

"Oh, that’s true," she said when I arrived at the final answer.

"So today we are starting a new topic," I said, scrolling through my Mth101 material.

"Alright, no problem."

"So, let’s consider Real Numbers, Set Theory, and problems of Set Theory."

That was how we began to solve and learn together while the aroma of beans filled the room. At intervals, Cynthia would excuse herself to ceck the food, and probably add more water.

We continued until finally when the food was done. I looked at my phone, it was a few minutes before 6 p.m. It was still a bit bright outside when Cynthia served what I called watery beans. I’m not saying she is not a good chef, but I really didn't like what I ate, but who am I to complain before someone I’ve got feelings for?
Besides, I heard it’s better to tell a woman she’s not good in bed than to tell her she’s a bad cook. I don’t know how true this saying is, but whatever. I pretended to have enjoyed her food.

We had covered something meaningful in Real Numbers and Set Theory, but we weren’t done. Amidst eating, we talked about random topics. I told her Eziobodo was far better than Umuchima, but she insisted Umuchima remains the best off-campus area. She said Eziobodo was always crowded with people and they usually get robbed, unlike Umuchima. I just laughed over it because that was simply her opinion.

Gradually, it was getting dark. Cynthia asked when I would be going that it was getting late. I was disappointed. I already proposed to sleep over since her roommate wasn’t around.

"How about I pass the night here and go tomorrow?" I summoned the courage and asked her.

"Eeeh? You what?" She queried staring unblinking.

"Yeah, tomorrow is Saturday, I'll take my leave."

Cynthia refused. "Guys, don’t sleep over here. That’s what my roommate and I agreed to."

"But she is not around."

"Even though...,"

After much persuasion, she agreed, but on the condition that she would leave the room for me to go and sleep at her friend's place. I was like what? But we can sleep together, your bed is spacious.

"You know what, you will sleep on the floor and I will sleep on the bed," Cynthia insisted.

"Okay, fine." I agreed, even though I wasn’t pleased with such a suggestion.

There was no light, but she got a big rechargeable lamp that illuminated the whole room.

After we talked for a few hours. She went to the bathroom and returned on bum shorts and one red sexy singlet.
I could see the two waist beads on her waist and that got me reacting.
She lay on the bed and gave me a wrapper and a pillow to use on the tiled floor.

We then talked for a few minutes before she slept off, but then I couldn’t sleep. My body was just reacting and restless. I tried my best but no way. I couldn’t sleep. I closed my eyes wandering in thoughts.

Late into the night, I didn’t know what pushed me, I got up and moved closer to her, but still scared to make any funny move. After some moments, I crossed my legs over her and started caressing her boobs. She didn’t react, or say anything. I kept on as my whole system was getting aroused.
Gradually, I made my right hand travel down to her waist in a bid to unhook her bumshort, since she didn’t react all this while.

Boom! She stood up and quickly turned on the rechargeable lamp. Cynthia shunned me and started raising her voice. It was getting embarrassing. It was almost 2:00 a.m. and the whole lodge was calm except for noise from the generator outside. Cynthia kept running her mouth. She said all manner of things.

Damn, I felt like the land should open and swallow me. I bet I never seen that side of her. I was so embarrassed that I stayed up when she eventually got back to sleep.
Then, very early in the morning before she woke up, I flew back to Eziobodo, completely embarrassed and ashamed.

Cynthia, God will punissssh you. 😭


To be Continued.
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