Ini: Femi what are you doing?
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Me: I don’t like the arrangement of this chairs. They don’t look to fit in the way I wanted
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Ini: And you think tonight is the best time to do that?
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Me: Well, I feel so strong. So I thought, why not now? Besides, I think I am ok. I can even resume work tomorrow. I am back to my normal self. Wow!
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She looked at me for a while and bursted into laughter
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Ini: Hahahahahahaha. Please I dey chop ooo. Ok, I don hear you. But please, can you leave the chairs alone tonight? Or at least for the time being? You can continue your work when I am gone ok? Hahahahahaha
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That cynical mockery made me look so silly and foolish. I left the chairs alone and sat down, angry. She asked me some questions which I refused to answer. She continued the laugh again and suddenly, out of nowhere, I slapped her!
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That was how loud my imagination was guys!
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She kept on laughing and I said nothing. When she was done eating, she cleaned up, washed the plates and the ones I had used earlier and got set to leave. She called my name severally but I never answered her. She walked up me, touched my head, moved her hand round my back and said
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Ini: Femi I am sorry. It’s just a joke now. Besides, you know you’re still recovering. Lifting those chairs would have taken a whole lot of energy from you now. You should be resting, not working
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Me: Who told you I am not resting Ini. I said I am strong and back to my normal self. I wanted to prove that to you that’s why I lifted those chairs all by myself
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Ini: Ok. Let’s assume you’re fully fit. Atleast give yourself a week to fully recover. Is that too much to ask from the man I love?
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Chai! See caging! She caged me with those words: “the man I loved.” My heart melted away. She drew me closer and cemented her lips with mine. Gosh! Apa mi jabo straight (I became weak and defenceless). I pulled her over and made her sit on my laps. Oh Ini was just too good a kisser. She removed her lips from mine and started kissing my ears, nose, eyes, neck…all passing electric feeling down my spine
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Again, my wayward hand found its way in between her tighs and got a sniff of her p@nt
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TO BE CONT

LIFE 4 9JA