It was obvious that we were slaves. Slaves were the only ones who wore revealing clothes here. The last I heard, these were the cheapest clothes our masters could afford. Wait, did I say masters? No, the same man that invades my dreams every night, is the same man who tells me what to do and how to do it. That disgusting Idiot, I hissed, drawing attention to myself.
Wait, where am I, and where am I even going in this… trash I'm wearing? I scanned around; even the eyes I drew to myself still looked at sea. Everyone here is lost, and it's so obvious. I spotted a familiar face in a corner. She bowed her head when she saw me, but that did not stop me from going to meet her. Esther, my old best friend, now lives in my dream world. Wow.
"Esther!" I said as I approached her. The others sent me dagger stares. Guys, I'm not crazy what is going on here? Am I supposed to be dumb or…
"Dina," Esther corrected me. She still had that innocence in her look, and she seemed like a newbie. Yes, she was new.
"Dinner?" I laughed. "What are you saying? What are you even doing here?"
"Aholah, I need to see you." She held my left hand. "Privately," I observed the crowd around us. No one seemed to be minding their own business.
"You'll have to lower your voice then. No one has privacy here."
She nodded. "I need you Aholah. I have a spelling competition and I don't know how to spell." She sounded timid and scared but I was lost. Spell? Here? Where? Who does spelling competitions at this age? This girl is crazy.
"Please teach me how to spell. Be my coach."
"Coach?'
"Yes, teach me how to spell…"
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I jumped out of sleep. Why is Esther asking me to teach her how to spell? When was the last time I even spoke with her in school? She joined Chaplaincy recently though. I checked the time, 7:30, the exact time Micheal asked us to meet. I actually thought I had woken up into another day.
Okay, there's a lot of gist you guys have missed in my life the past week. At this point, I had finally gotten Micheal. It was easy. I followed my instinct. One day while we were studying as usual, I did what every girl would do, ran my finger through his thigh to call him into knowing what I was, a beautiful lady who can be touched, and his response, was just as I expected and we kissed and that was it. He asked me out almost immediately and our relationship began. He's the touchy type and suited all my fantasies.
I wore a bubu gown forgetting that i have just a bra top on and marched out to our usual spot to see him.
"Timely huh?" I chuckled as I approached him.
"Always."I was able to get his attention from his tab and his ever-handsome smile.
"How was your exam?" I asked. The frst week of exams was over and according to Micheal, it's been a breeze but for me, well…
"Great as usual and yours?"
"On God o!" I laughed, finding my place on his lap. His hands moved to my belly, and my soul quaked. I could feel the hotness on his lap. What is Micheal up to this evening?
"Oh, my gush! What are you watching?" it was compulsory that I shouted the way I did. This guy was watching rubbish.
He just laughed.
His hands moved further against my bra top, and that was when I realized what I wore.
"WHAT'S UP WITH YOU Micheal? What is your hand doing there?"
"I'm hungry."
"You're crazy. Go to the cafe guy."
"No ma, i can't."He whispered. A flash of my dreamcame to me. I tried to figure out what kind of slave i was reresenting in that dream. Janet's words came to me; "You will always find yourself going back to it."
And truly, all my body screamed was "Touch me"
This relationship is less than a week Aholah. My subconscious warned. BUt i wasn't going to listen to that. i was gone.
"You know we can enjoy ourselves like this without anybody knowing. besides, look around, its's just you and me here." WE were inside an uncompleted hostel project some miles away from the school's cafeteria. THis has been our meeting point at night from the onset.
I wasn't planning on giving him any answer because I didn't have any myself.
"Just relax and let me..."
And my faith was sealed. i leaned into him as his hands explored every particle of my being. And somehow, my new world began and... it felt like home.
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ESther's POV
"You have no right to make me feel bad for how I feel towards someone. Come on Christine, what are you even saying?" I said to Christine who was trying to support a young preacher in a girl-to-girl movie we were in that evening. Since we had only three papers left we decided to chill out that evening with a movie we hadn't watched before. A young girl realizes that she only feels attracted to girls and this so-called preacher calls it abnormal. But this is how some people are wired.
"What? Esther, na you dey talk?" (in pidgin language meaning; "Esther are you the one talking?) "I would never have believed that you would support this girl."
"yes, i even heard that this thing comes with some people's genetic makeup and they just can't help themselves."
"Like me." Christine pouted.
"Like who?"
I needed to be sure I heard the right thing.
"Yes me, I feel drawn to girls too."
"Wait" I laughed. "I thought you were supporting the man just now."
"I was just saying what i thought would be right." She shrugged. "haven't you noticed? In how i touch you sometimes?"
I blushed. No, this isn't happening to me. How can I be blushing that a girl likes me? I suddenly became aware that she was just in underwear and I was in a singlet and nothing covering my lower body and we were sitting skin to skin on my bed. I went quiet and she did too but the movie only worsened. As minutes passed I wished I could tell her to put it off but a part of me wanted to know how it would end. Then the scene came when these girls were going to make out. I saw my friend's eye on my body like it was a piece of cake.
"Maybe we should stop watching?" I said
"No, I want it." She stared into me.
"And I know you want it too." She tickled my thigh.
"You don't have sense."I pushed her hands off my thigh.
It's a girl. You won't be disvirgined but just a touch from a girl.
Come on, Esther. The battle began in my heart.
"Come on naw. They're not even doing much yet they're enjoying themselves. I've always dreamt of this with you Esther."
"EH, what did you say? Are you okay?"
She moved her hands into my singlet following what one of the characters in the movie did. My exploded in excitement and my next word came as a gasp.
"Please don't... let us do this."
"You are enjoying it. Come on bestie. it's just between us no one will know." She kept squeezing and touching. "The light is off, we're alone in this room. And I'm not a man. I'm your best friend."My body gave her all the responses that she needed. In no time my friend's hands were all over me. After a series of torture on my sensitive areas. She said.
"I'll replay it. Let's follow them. You're Dina and i'm Jessy. You'll do what she does to me and I..." I obeyed. We had the evening of our lives but deep down I knew two things were sure.
One, I have just done what I may never stop doing
Two, This is wrong.
"I love you, Esther." Christine gasped.
I just nodded.