Pearls of Love (Episode VI)

By Charles Oluyori 

 

We continued seeing but I deliberately didn’t mention anything about dating to her anymore, overtime I met her friends, most of them were beautiful, and had been anxious to meet me probably because of the things she told them about me. You know how the female hostel is!

They wanted to know the guy that kept their friend away from them. It’s funny though because we had not started dating at this time. I remember Juliet one of her roommates who even without meeting me was already in love with me. I guess hers was a big infatuation, which could have led to a terrible situation for me, if I had been a womanizer. I mean how do a woman fall in love with her roommate's boyfriend, who she had not even met?

The first day she met me I went to Ann’s hostel and they had both come into the common room to meet me.

“Hi Dan” Juliet came and hugged me, I felt embarrassed because we had never met, though Ann had mentioned her and her infatuations of me. I was watching to see Ann’s reaction all the while, but she didn’t show if she was angry or not, she was just smiling all through.

“Do you play basketball?” She asked again before I could even answer her greeting. Judging by her appearance, Juliet was finer than Ann, but she wasn’t my kind of girl, she was too forward and lousy. Almost all the time we were in the common room she was the one that talked all through. I know she only wanted my relationship with Ann to end somehow, hoping that I could date her, but things don’t work for me that way, I mean I could be bad in anyway, but I wasn’t cut out for cheating on my girl, and besides Ann hadn’t even agreed to be my girlfriend yet.

I decided to try another strategy after a week. I told Ann of my feeling, it looked silly, but it worked! We were both in my room that evening playing scrabble, it was a Saturday. I was lying on the rug across the room while she sat facing me as we played the game. 

“Ann, don’t you think we should stop seeing?” I deliberately asked to see if how she would react. She held up her head in surprise. It worked! 

“Why?” she asked.
 

“I don’t know, but I think we are getting too close and yet you are not my girlfriend. What if we get tempted”? I explained.
 

“What do you want Dan?” she asked looking at me straight in the eyes. 
 

“I want you to love me the way I love you, okay even if it won’t be with the same measure, at love me a bit, not just being my friend.  See Ann I love you so much and that is why I spend all my time with you. I know you have given me more than enough time too, and I truly appreciate it, but I want us to be closer”.  I stood up.
 

“Okay. Dan”, she said and stood up. 

“Do you truly love?” She asked
 

“Ann, I love you a lot”.
 

“Then, will you take an oath never to betray me?” She paused, then continued, “can you swear to me that you won’t jilt me if I ever agree to be your girlfriend”.

I thought over this, an oath! Sure, why not?  I had never liked anybody the way I do with Ann, not even my mother! Though taking an oath is another thing altogether. But I was willing to do it if that was what she wanted. At least it would prove my love for her. If I have a woman like Ann, I don’t think I need any other woman. I stopped asking girls out until I met her, I was fed up of their attitudes, you are just getting close to a girl and have not even told her your intention and the next thing she’s thinking of his getting into bed with you, and if you are the slow type that takes one thing at a time, they call you and impotent! Some others wants to get as much money they could from you from the very first day you are meeting them.

“I will’, I replied. 

“I think you truly love me Dan; you behave differently from most of these other guys. From the short time we’ve spent together I think you are sincere and caring. You know I also have feelings for you, but I just wanted to be sure it wasn’t an infatuation”
           

I listened with rapt attention digesting every word she said. Just like my wedding day, everything suddenly appeared like a dream, and I was praying not to wake up from it. So my dream was finally coming true.  She was going to accept me. I couldn’t wait for her to say it. 

“Please tell me”, I told her, and she smiled, I knew she was happy. She was going to be my girlfriend finally.

“I‘ll be your girlfriend”. She finally said it.

 
I couldn’t contain my joy; I grabbed her and held her so tight; I didn’t want her to go. She laughed. “Hey don’t hurt me, your grip is tight and strong” I let loose of her and held her hands but she looked shyly away.

“Ann today is the greatest day of my life and I am going to mark this day every year for as long as we are together. I love you so much”. I wasn’t sure of what to say or what to do at a time like this. But one thing was sure, I may not have taken a oath to keep my relationship with her, but I had made a promise I must keep.
           

“Please let’s talk’, she said urgently, and we sat back on the rug ignoring the chess pieces.

“Dan, you have to promise me that you won’t try to seduce me because I am not prepared for sex yet”.

I wasn’t expecting to hear that. And millions of thoughts went through my head, could she be a virgin? Though I had no plans of seducing but I also didn’t plan not to have sex with her, I wonder what her reason could be, except if she was a virgin, but I didn’t think she was a virgin.

Virgin! I thought of what it would be like having sex with a virgin, I must tell you this that though I have had sex but I wasn’t so knowledgeable about it. The first time I had sex, I couldn’t tell the girl we did it together that it was my first time, until she asked me, I guess because of my poor performance. After that I had with someone else maybe a couple of time, but I never had sex with a virgin, even up till now. 

I have heard several talks about virgins but much as I thought those things are interesting, I didn’t want to go through the rigor of wanting to be the first to have sex with a virgin.

“Are you a virgin?” I asked without thinking and she blushed.
 

“No I am not”, she replied in the same tone.
 

“I thought you said you never had a boyfriend?” I asked her curiously and disappointed too, wondering if she was lying.
 

“It’s a long story Dan. I never had a boyfriend, like I told you, but I am not a virgin”.
 

“Were you raped?” I asked.
 

“God forbids!” she replied.
 

“You don’t want to talk about it?” I asked her.
 

“Not now” she answered flatly.
 

“If that’s the way you feel about it”. I shrugged.

I didn’t like it, as much as she has some secrets which would affect my relationship with her, I could try to bear not having sex but keeping me in the dark about it is not something that goes well with me. I think this is lesson for guys who lie easily, swearing and making promises to girls, you might just be in for a shock. What if I had taken an oath and hear this, how would I have felt?

I tried not to think of what might have happened; perhaps she had been careless and lost her virginity to someone that wasn’t worth it. I decided not to talk about it again, and I kept to myself.

“Anything the matter?” she asked
 

“Not really, I am just thinking everything over again”.

“You want to change your mind?” She asked

“Nope”

“But you are regretting?”

“No I am not regretting anything” I answered trying not to be angry with her.

“You don’t seem happy?”
 

“Somehow”, I replied. “I just don’t understand how it is that you don’t have a boyfriend, you never did, yet you are not a virgin and you were not raped and yet you won’t have sex with me for this same reason”.
 

“I’m sorry Dan, but that’s the truth’.
 

“Let’s forget about it for now,” I said trying to pretend it didn’t matter.

We later strolled out around campus, we took some photographs at the Sculpture garden, and we still have some of those pictures in our old school album. When it was dark we went to Darwin and sat there watching people pass by, lovers cuddled in the open, while noise came from speakers from Christian fellowships around the campus, Ann was lying on my legs with her legs crossed on a park bench. 

Birds were mating just like humans were catching fun. The noise of their mating was everywhere, campus seems to be the most peaceful place, and everyone does what they feel like doing without anyone stopping them. Students are anxious to resume back to school after the end of a break.

Streetlights lit up the night and dark spots were brightened. Ann and I talked about many things that night from campus politics to relationships on campus she asked me of my opinion about the general believes that guys are not interested in a long term relationship but just to hit a girl fast. I told her I hear things like that but do not agree that all guys would do that. We also talked about future plans after school.

I asked her how long she thought that our relationship would last; she said she could only keep her fingers crossed about it. And I told her that I would prefer it lasted for ever.

When it was ten o’clock that night she reluctantly returned to her room. At the entrance to her hostel, we stopped and kissed before she went in. people gazed at us, but I didn’t care less. I couldn’t sleep that night. I was thinking of her, and all the things we talked about. All through the next day we were in the library until at night when we returned to my room, we cooked and ate then played chess.

While playing chess, I pulled her to me and we kissed for about five minutes, touching and exploring places on each others body. Her breasts felt good in my palm as I touched them. We tried expressing our love for each other by being creative with our kissing and touching but we did not make love that day, I didn’t have the courage to try it. When she had left, I bathed and lay on my bed. I thought about what we did over and over again, I didn’t know when I slept off.

The following day was my birthday; Ann came early in the morning accompanied by Juliet her roommate, she wanted to be the first to wish me a happy birthday.

Juliet later left when she noticed none of us was giving her attention. We were playing scrabble, I guess the excitement led us into touching, I did more than I did the other time, this time I pulled off her bra, and had a good suck of her breasts. I didn’t know she had such a wonderful body, soon we were wrestling on the rug, and soon I was trying to pull off her jeans trouser. I let my hand go inside her and she let out a low moan. Soon she was naked on the rug except for her G-string panties. I stood up to pull my trouser, she stood up too.
             

“No, please Dan I can’t do it” she said urgently.

Sometimes I wonder how some guys manage to rape a girl. Maybe I am not like most guys; I easily get turned off by the slightest resistance from a girl when it comes to sex, my hard-on went limp immediately and I felt embarrassed as I pulled my trouser back. Ann began dressing up too. This time I was angry. I didn’t understand what was wrong with her, if she wasn’t a virgin, then why put me through so much stress by playing hard to get. I decided not to make an attempt of touching her again. Maybe it was better I got someone else.

I sat on the bed while she finished dressing up. Then she came to meet me, she put her palms on my knee. “Dan”. I looked up at her almost disliking her. I didn’t notice if she was embarrassed by what happened or not though she didn’t behave like anything happened and this was what annoyed me most.

“Dan”, she called again “is sex everything?” 

“Sex isn’t everything, but it is part of everything”, I replied annoyed that she was asking.
 

“You serious?” She asked, smiling. And I started to smile too; her smile was good enough to melt even the heart of Pharaoh. 

“Seriously Ann, we should make-love,” I told her. “Love-making strengthens relationships. It makes two lovers to be committed to each other. When you make love to your lover, you are sealing up your relationship. Genuine loving making is like blood taking, and so you don’t want to cheat on your partner because you have signed your relationship with something as thick as blood. That is why it is easier for people who have not made love to easily break up”.

“Thank you Mr. Lecturer” She teased. 

“Truly” I said trying to convince her. “I promise you, you won’t hate it” 

“I hated it the once, and I am sure I will hate it again”, she replied. 

“So do you want to tell me about it now?’ I asked, moving away to allow her sit beside me on the bed. She sat down and stretched her legs out.

 
“I hope you will believe me after telling you?” she said looking straight ahead. 

“I will, because I am not forcing you to say it” I answered.
 

“I stopped being a virgin just about three weeks ago”.

That shocked me for two reasons; one because she looked like someone that had been having sex for years, and two, because we were already seeing at that time, though that was just about the same time when I asked her out.

“Was it Adams?” I asked because that was the only person that could come to my mind at that time.

“Adams? How can you think like that?” She answered.

“If it can be anybody, why can’t it be Adams, doesn’t he have dick?”

She slapped my back and laughed out uncontrollably. “See, Adams is just a small boy, he can’t even think of asking me out”

Now that she had mentioned it I thought I should enquire further. “You mean he never asked you out?”

“Did he tell you he asked me out?”

“Nope”

“Well, I know he had the intention, but apart from being too small to talk to me about it, anyway he never summoned enough courage to”.

“So, how did it happen?” I asked, trying not to get off the discussion. 

“There is this guy”…. She started

“The one you told me about?” I asked
 

“Yes’, she replied still looking ahead but was at ease. “He was asking me out and we were getting really close even though I hadn’t agreed to date him, but he was very nice and kind with gifts. We go out often and I do visit him. One day, in his room we were playing a video game in relaxed atmosphere and I fell for his advances and we had it”. She stopped.

Very kind and caring indeed! I thought. I couldn’t talk, I felt a strong jealousy within me, and wasn’t sure whether to despise her or not. If the story was true, then she was careless and I didn’t like careless girls. 

That means any guy could have sex with her at anytime just because she couldn’t control herself. 

“You are not saying anything”, she turned and looked at me sharply. 
 

“I was thinking”, I told her
 

“Thinking of what?” she asked holding my arm. Everything about her was soft even her palms.
 

“You”, I told her
 

“What about me?”
 

“I was wondering why it happened so easy when the guy wasn’t even your boyfriend”.
 

“I wanted it”, she replied and I looked up at her sharply.

 “Don’t get me wrong Dan. See it doesn’t change anything. I didn’t know it was going to happen, I didn’t plan it and when it happened I felt maybe it was time. I was already twenty years, many other girls lost their virginity at much younger age. And Dan, I didn’t do it when you and me started dating, what is important now is what we mean to each other from now. Dan I am a very good girl, I have never been spoilt. I remained a virgin for this long because I cherished my virginity or else I would have lost it even before my high school”. She stopped.

I thought over this. Maybe she was right. What if she didn’t tell me at all or maybe just tell any lies. And like she had rightly said, it happened before I asked her out. So why should I be bothered. What if she had been having sex for years before I met her, is there anything I could do about it! She wasn’t unfaithful to me, because it happened before we started dating.

“I agree with you”, I told her “it’s just that I wish I was the person to have it with you” 

“I wish the same too, but now it’s no more there, what can we possibly do?  And do you know what, it’s not like I really wanted it, but I can’t give excuses because I wasn’t raped”. She closed her eyes for a while. “I hate to remember it. It was painful and didn’t last thirty seconds. So it wasn’t really lovemaking, he didn’t really go into me, but I know I lost it because I felt the pain and saw small blood. And it has never happen again since then”.
 

“He isn’t asking for it?” I asked her

“No. I stopped seeing him”
 

“And he has not been checking on you?”
 

“Yes he does, but that doesn’t mean I will respond to him”
 

“How does he fell about that?” I asked wanting to be sure that the person didn’t pose a threat to our relationship.
 

“He knew that what happened was a mistake”.
 

“Has he stopped coming?”
 

“He still comes but I don’t see him”.
 

“Is he someone I know?” I asked her
 

“I’m not sure you know him”.

 I pulled her and held her by my side; we lay on the bed like that for several minutes not saying anything, I was wondering what she was thinking and thinking if I could trust her or not.

“Do you see why I am scared of sex now? It hurts”, she said.
 

“I don’t think it hurts” I replied
 

“But it was very painful”, she explained.
 

“Perhaps, because it was your first time” I told her.
 

“I read in books too that it is painful’.
 

“The same way I read in books that it is great!” She tapped my shoulder. “I hope you are not a spoilt boy?”
 

“No’, I replied smiling “Do I look like one?”
 

“You can never tell by a guy’s look”, she replied. “Tell me the first time you had it”.
           

I told her about the first relationship I had and how it ended. We talked and talked until she returned to her room later while I was going to the library. We were seeing every day and soon had become so close that we did almost everything together.

We eventually made love. It was easier than I thought, though she screamed almost all through it but it was most wonderful, I didn’t know it would go that way. From the day we made love, we stayed together all day except when we have lectures; it was only at nights she returns to her room to sleep.         

I remember the first time we slept together over night. That day we had earlier gone to the library in the morning and read till evening. When we got back to my room we cooked and ate. She was too tired to return to her and so she slept in my room that night.
           

We made love for hours and she slept off in my arms till the next morning. That was twelve years ago. Twelve memorable years!

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