So here's the Second and concluding part of Easter Sunday. Shoutout To Nicole (@GurlInRehab) And Tosin (@tOsloPz) for disturbing my life over this. Shoutout Also to Andrew (@Art_Junky) again for this entry. Incase you missed the Part 1, Here's a link to it: http://yourstruly-femi.blogspot.com/2012/05/easter-sunday-part-1.html?spref=tw
Anyways, Enjoy!
Yours Truly, Femi xx
EASTER SUNDAY PART 2
Me: WHAT! And u just telling me this?
Me: I swear u r very mean ooo! If only u told me earlier, I would have just stayed home
Miss S: Am sorry nw... But u see if I had told u then u wouldn't have come
My legs were so shaky and I immediately toned it down to gentleman attitude.
Me; Are they in their rooms?
Miss S: Nope, they are waiting for u at the dinning
Me: What!
Miss S: don't worry; it's just my step-dad, my mum, my sister and a guest
Me: OMG!
I grew very hot and the pores of my skin widened in sweaty lushes. I felt the first drop of sweat running down and absorbed by my shirt. I just couldn't imagine why she would set me up in such an unholy manner. I was very scared and shy.
Miss S: Man up jor, they are waiting for you
Me: why are they waiting for me nw?
Miss S: So lunch could be served
Me: haba! Am I that special?
Miss S: yes nw (with a wide grin on her face)
Me: Ok letz go in.
We walked through the lobby into the sitting area which emerged into the living room and the dining room.
As the door opened, I felt eyes penetrating through my tender skin and I instantly became very uncomfortable. I greeted everyone sitted and was about heading into the living room;
Her Dad: come and join us on the table
Me: Oh! Thank you sir
Me: am ok for now.
Miss S: Come now I already reserved a space for you to sit
Her Dad: are u sure u r ok?
Me: yes sir
My bladder almost ran out when she asked me to come join them on the table because, the only space left on the table was a Chair directly facing her Dad.
The table was packed with food in buffet style and the aroma coming out from the food made my insides jump like a replica of 'Tarzan' on the table and devouring every single bit of food on the table.
I went to the living room and sat down gently on one of the sofas. I could still feel eyes piercing through my skin, but I just tried to escape the moment by bringing out my phone to check if I had any message awaiting my reply.
Unfortunately for me there was none so I posted a catchy punch line status to get my gossip-loving friends curious; saying, 'what an awkward Moment!’ As I expected, the pings began coming in.
As I chatted away, I even forgot that 'Miss S' had left me and was nowhere to be found in the room. I just sat there and gazed at my phone and the television which was tuned to Al jazeera. I was present but my mind had drifted into another world entirely as I thought about all the things I could have done but wouldn't get the opportunity to do.
The tap on my shoulder landed me back to reality, as a yellow drink in a glass cup was offered to me. I quickly collected the tray and glass out of her hand (you know as a gentleman you have to do these things).
'Miss S' had gone to change her shorts into a blue cropped jean. She sat next to me and took my phone, I really didn't care because I knew there was nothing incriminating on my phone and as she searched through my picture folders with a few sighs, smile, disgust, and shocked expressions. I took a sip out of the drink in the cup and "Oh wow!" I could taste Mango as the dominant flavor and some other ingredients; hence I termed it mango juice. It was delicious, I wanted to gulp every bit and I couldn't help but ask what the ingredients were. She looked so lost in my pictures as she gazed at them. I asked her for the ingredients she used in making the drink but she told me to guess.
Me: I definitely knw mango is in it
Miss S: yes correct
Me: Milk (although I couldn't feel d milk but d drink was creamy)
Miss S: a little bit
Me: I fink sugar
Miss S: nope!
Me: ok am tired of guessing please tell me
Miss S: nope! I can't sorry after all u started guessing so continue
Me: that unfair.... I definitely know water is a major ingredient
Miss S (laughing)
Me: why r u laughing nw
Miss S: why didn't u just say piss? ...of course water has to be inside
Me: So u r using me to catch cruise abi?
Miss S: ok I promise to tell u the other stuff later
Me: ok
I had totally forgotten that her family was eating behind us, until I heard her pretty mother's voice calling out for her....
Her Mum: pls get me the Bowl of ice-cream in the fridge
Miss S: Ok mum
Getting up, She dropped my phone beside me and walked off swiftly her behinds in perfect motion with the rest of her body. I couldn’t help but gaze at the gracious endowment, but I put myself in check quick enough to caution myself of her parents’ who were close by lest I be classified as a pervert. Once she was out of sight, I returned gazing back to TV set hoping to forget what my eyes had just seen but the more I tried, the more my mind played more tricks on me and I started imagining other things that I could possibly do to that perfect behind. As I was still pondering to myself, she returned with a giant sized Bowl of Supreme Vanilla ice-cream on a tray with ice-cream cups and briskly dropped the tray beside her mom, which her mom offered to me. I quickly and politely replied, "No thank you ma! Am ok" before Miss S could intervene. Though I longed to have some but it felt like the perfect words for the moment and as I looked behind me, I saw 'Miss S' disapprovingly squeezed her face in wrinkles and said to her mom
“Mummy don't mind him, he's just shy that's all".
This statement crushed my ego like being hammered and battered by the stump of an elephant’s foot. Before I could sulk deeper into the sofa, a cup of freshly scooped ice-cream was pointed towards me by 'Miss S'. I quietly accepted the cup (wishing it helped me regain my ego) in appreciation.
She smiled as she sat next to me which alarmed me, until she asked "who's is this?" I froze because it was a picture of my "to-be" girlfriend and I had no explanation because she had already seen the name of the folder which I titled 'MY HEART'. I had to say something really fast, so I just said "well those are pictures of my friend that I really like". Well, I felt safe as I did not lie because literally I wasn't dating the girl yet and even if I was it wouldn't have mattered because I and 'Miss S' understood ourselves so none of that mattered.
As we were still talking in the living room area, her family retired into their bedrooms and we were left there alone. A sneaky thought crept into my mind; "you better act now before it's too late" and then another thought went; "you better don't do anything because you know the parents or her sister could walk in at any moment". After hearing the second thought in my head, I just piped down and sat there like a saint until she tapped me and invited me over to the already cleaned table with fresh dishes laid out in a very classy style. All I could think in my head was "Damn! This girl is homely".... I kept this attribute in store for future; whomever I would get married to must possess the great attribute that this wonderful young lady possesses.
Digressing further, I quickly sat down on the lovely carved mahogany and leather chair, waiting for my host to send the green light to dig in without limit. At this point I honestly began drooling as I badly waited for 'go!'. She passed me a bowl which contained some sort of soup, of which I had no clue. I opened it and promptly asked "what is this?" The soup looked weird and I stared alarmingly into the bowl, when she burst out laughing at me and she said "it not poison now.. Itz some Chinese chicken broth and carrot soup with some other stuffs inside". After she assured me it was safe for consumption, I quickly took three scoops out of the bowl into my own bowl and started to sip it. Oh wow! The taste was out of this world and I just kept sipping and sipping until my bowl was empty.
After the soup which was meant to serve as the first course, she took my soup bowl away accommodating the plate for the main course which was Some Sweet and Sour sauce with Chinese rice. I really didn't care what it was called; all I cared about was to taste from the bowl which emitted a nice aroma as it was introduced. As the rice and sauce was served, I could not help sneaking a photo of the food with my phone. As I finished divulging the scrumptious meal, I realized that I hadn't paid enough attention to 'Miss S' who was eating quietly beside me and armed with a charming smile on her face as she gracefully ate her food.
After the meal, we sat at the table chatting away till I remembered I had totally lost track of the time. She persuaded me into staying a while longer and with her lovely charming smile I obliged her. As she was about clearing the dishes, I quickly stood to help her with it. Though she immediately insisted I need not bother but I insisted, being a gentleman, to help her with the dishes.
In the neat and spacious filled with provisions in the shelves and cuisine utensils, she whisked her away around the place and before I knew what was going on, she had already disposed of the garbage. She offered me a chair while she went on washing the dishes. I took another drink from the mango juice I had earlier and I felt royal drinking from that glass as we made small talk doing dishes. We then fixedly began to stare at each other in a very nice and loving manner and it felt so nice to know that I could feel safe when she's around me. She wrapped up what she was doing; put the items back to where they belonged and we left the kitchen to the sitting as I said my farewells to her sister and her guest. She then accompanied me off to her estate gate, where I was to mount a bike.
As I stood there under the setting clouds in the sky and the stars were beginning to shine slightly, she took my hand and I felt an urge to kiss her but for some funny reason I didn't want to kiss her because I didn't want to lead her on to think I was ready to date her nor being unfaithful to my girlfriend. This, among other reasons kept my head spinning. I could not phantom the thought of hurting my dear friend. As free bikes sped on, she kept clinging tighter to my hands not wanting me to leave and I could feel there was a little bit of sadness mixed up with her smile and I instantly felt guilty for making her feel this way. All that couldn't change anything because I definitely couldn't spend the night with her so I decided to take control of the situation and called a bike. I bargained the price and told him my destination, quickly hugged her tightly and pecked her on the cheek. As I was about to mount the bike, she whispered into my ears "Just so you know the last ingredient in that drink is Ice-cream". An animated shocked look could be seen on my face as I felt I had just being punked with cameras waiting for my reaction. As we sped off, I couldn't help smiling till I got to my destination.
As I got to the bus stop, I just kept imagining how my day had gone, how I was deceived with my own lustful desire into going to see 'Miss S. The earlier excitement I had earlier in the day about going to 'get some' (that lustful desire) was surpassed by the feeling I felt on my way home.
A part of me concluded "Oh! U dulled it man, u had that ass right infront of u and u did nuffin" and the other part went, "u did good son! At least u didn't end up leading her on and then breaking her heart."
All I know is that I was stuffed and I felt fulfilled with my inner being, which meant an overall success for the entire day.
As I got home, I sent 'Miss S' a BBM message saying;
Me: thanks for a wonderful day! Although I didn't get my kiss...lol
Miss S: No u thanks hun! U made my month
Miss S: u won't understand it, but u made my week as well. Am sure nuffin can top this.
Me: wow! Am glad I did something positive then (wink)
Miss S: and about the kiss, well u knw itz sunday so u gotta keep it holy! Lmao
Me: that's blackmail u knw. But am happy I saw u though! Fanx and ave a lovely nyt.
Miss S: u welcme hun! Sweetdreams hun!
After the message, I put my phone to charge and watched 'No ordinary family' till I slept off.
Oh well! I guess she sure put my mind straight after reminding me it was a Sunday and Easter Sunday for that matter. At least I had something to be thankful for now; I put a smile on someone's face without doing too much.
I hope you had something to be thankful for? Because not even my anticipated kiss hindered all the things I had to be thankful for.
If u read this up to this point, I appreciate your valuable time spent in reading this. A Huge Thank You To You.
- Andrew
