I was so embarrassed..the feelings I had where indescribable.. Caught in the acts is is very condescending... Well I wouldn't like dwelling on that..

Timothy...babe we tin u dey do for my kitchen na?

I was visibly shaken so I remained quiet...

Timothy... U dey hungry he asked. With a grin playing on his face..
I was thinking so hard for a lie to cover up my behavior but couldn't come up with any..
Broda I stammered..- I just one look wetin u cook, that was a silly excuse, I know that..

Timothy... Come sidon for parlour na
I hesitated for a while before I joined him.
He brought out the stuffs he got, a can guinness and a small bot
tle of alomo..
I was uncomfortable and ashamed of myself but since timothy was less concerned about what happened I decided to loosen up..

Timothy... Baby! Nawa for you o.. Anyway see Guinness make you shark eh! Abi you wan drink my alomo?
I nodded and whispered no
I shyly open the beer and sipped a little.. It tasted very odd.. Not a bit appealing.. I pretended to like it. Anyways..

Timothy...sorry o...I been go chemist go collect small medicine for pains na em make I no come, no mind me o..

No wahala I said..

Timothy...haba pretty, why u no dey comfortable for my room.. No b today be the firs day u dey enter man room na.
I blushed.. And continued sipping my beer.
He reached out and touched my toes saying they looked beautiful... My stomach began to churn and I was having a silly sensation.

Timothy... You know say you dey beautiful.. You be virgin he asked.
Surprisingly, I was not shy.. I wasn't a virgin but how I got disvirgined is perhaps a story for some day..
Back to my story... I was becoming a bit high and if I may add freer with brother" timo". In my small mind I was feeling like a big girl.
Timothy... Talk your church mind o. No lie for me, person don enter you before?

yes o..buT e don tay. I no been like am sam sam, I no go do am again, I don promise myself say na only my husband go touch me I said.

Timothy...hahahahah.. Babe! How you take know say your future husband no dey kna*k another girl he asked.
He moved closer and I could notice something growing in his trouser.. I became tensed and was deciding if I should take my leave. When he started intensifying his toes massage...iTs felt good though.

I began feeling guilty...
He then asked if he could kiss my hand..

This diary is purely pigment of my naughty imagination....