He’s heaving above me. The only other sound in the room is the slap of his skin against mine. I look at the ceiling, my hands by my side. What would my mother in the village think? What would my local church think? Goodness! I would scandalize my mother, she wouldn’t hear the end of it from the other women in the choir. Would old papa be able to show face at the Town square?
Tears threaten to spill, but no! We’re not going there. Hold it in, hold it in. They manage to well on my eyes, and the figure above me is distorted. I wish it would disappear.
Ah, but what are wishes, if not lies created to hold false hopes. All lies. What are promises, but more lies.
“I promise to take care of her. Oh, she’ll be magnificent. She’s very talented. They’ll love her!” Huh! Bloody relatives! Only good for adding suffering to a family. Naïve us, trusting her smiles, her bloody promises, her gifts from the city. If only my parents knew! If only I could tell them that it is the angels that shouldn’t be trusted. Their deceptive looks, their charming smiles, their open hands. If only they knew that within those hands, traps lie.
And here I was, the girl who had spoken of being a neurosurgeon in a class of village pupils, all alike, all thinking being a neurosurgeon or a doctor would end the suffering of our families.
Here I was, the naïve girl who had fell in love with skyscrapers, not knowing the evil that lay within.
Here I was, opening legs without question, giving pleasure but not receiving it. An object, a sinner! With no future, other than of opening legs. Nothing good to offer, but what lay between open legs.
“What’s your job description madam?”
“A 5’4, dark girl with thighs for days. I offer men comfort, let them lay on my bosom and let out the stress of their day, and empty fruits of their loins into my open legs. Summarily, open legs best describes me sir,” and smile.
Curse you auntie, curse you for trapping me into this. Curse you for burning my dreams, and leaving me with useless debris. Curse you and this shameless married man. Curse him and may his wife forgive us, forgive his selfishness.
He doesn’t even care if I’m enjoying this. All he’s doing is thrust. In, out, repeat. Only his pleasure is important. I’m just but a tool, to be used to reach his goal. Huh! At least he has a goal. Me, I have nothing, nothing but today.
When will he be finished? I reach out my hands, my fingers feathery drawing on his skin. I press my lips to his neck, reach my tongue out to lick his skin. He gives a low moan, and I can tell he’s almost there. Anything I can do to end this. And soon, with a low grunt, he’s finished. He stills, breathing heavily, before rolling over to my side and looking at the ceiling.
God! What has my life become. Why do I do this? It disgusts me. He disgusts me. Give me an out. Rewind my life to its village simplicity. Make me a good girl that the church will be proud of. Who knows, I could marry the pastor’s son, as a virgin. My legs closed till marriage. The skin of my legs under my stockings unseen till my wedding night. My lips unmarred by kisses till the pastor’s order at our wedding.
Ah! Wishes.
Lies!!!
Darkness and light 
You’re just art!!👌and deep to add♡
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😍😍thank you so much. It means a lot coming from such a good writer as you ❤❤
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You welcome💙
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Wow ex
Wow
Your thoughts and ideas are something else
I do feel that inside your brain there is a house or a world 🌏 which you don’t fail giving us walks around through your writings..
Love you…. Looking forward to traveling where you want us to soon😘😘
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😂😂😂😂I have a lot of worlds in here.
I endeavor to walk with you guys. It gets boring walking alone.
But I can’t take credit for all my thoughts and Ideas. They are insipired by what I read, go through, see and hear
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This is a nice piece….. I love it
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Thank you 😅😅I’m happy for that review❤❤
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that was uncomfortably vivid and raw….i love it like absolutely love it
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😂😂😂😂I had to let you see everything, so you’d understand why she feels that way.
Thank you sis. I endeavor to please
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I felt it😓wishes…lies
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😅😅Hellen, thank you. I know you mean it. Yeah, sometimes wishes are lies ❤❤❤
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Awesome story I love it 👏👏
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Thank you Pius❤❤❤
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One of the sad slaps of reality
Awesome Terry,
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Yes, that’s what I wanted shown. Thank you Brandy❤❤❤
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Nothing less than art 💖💖We thank God for such great minds 👌Issa reality Tess
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Finally nimeiona😂😂…..asante Glenn… I thank God for you. Brilliant courageous young activist… ❤❤
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I repeat what beccah said…its uncomfortably raw.. I love it😍… hoping it’s not out of experience though
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😂😂😂😂I wish ningekua hapo ukisoma.
Woi, no…. Not out of experience. I wouldn’t be strong enough to last through that hell
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You should have seen my eyes when I read the first two lines 👀
But I love this, shows you’re diverse and your art is spread well. Go girl👏
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I blush when I read those lines😂😂😂😂.
Aaah Cloy, you know I look up to you. Thank you ❤❤
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What happened to the aunty ? Did God bring an out ? 😭😭😭
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To believers, God came through and punished her.
To avengers, the girl grew vengeful and became powerful enough to revenge.
To me, a girl out there going through the same does not know if the Auntie will get what she deserves. She only has today
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Girl …I gatta say you gat it …a small event but you explained the thing like whaaaaat ….good girl good ….fly high yoh….fly high ……do it again and ama support you ….mob love girl .mob love
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Tony?
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😂😂😂thank you so much. I wanna be free like you .
Thank you for that support❤❤❤
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Damn girl ❤️❤️❤️❤️.
Raw feelings
I fucking love it 😘
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Aaaa Brookie…..
I fucking love you 😂😂😂
Thank you so much.
That means a lot
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Anytime honey
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Reblogged this on BOLD News Kenya and commented:
Terry 254… So touching dear… Nice work
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Japheth
Thank you. Your continuing support humbles me. Thank you very much
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Im always there for you
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A good piece..opens eyes to view the situation in a different angle.
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Richypoet….. Thank you. I wanted all of you to see that. That some situations are unavoidable….
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Thank you for the much that you support me❤❤
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This is Amazing work ,
Such word smith .!
I love it
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Finally 😂😂
Thank you so much.
A lot.
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Awesome gal, it’s a challenge and also an inspiration, 😍😍😍I love it
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Thank you Faith. So much.
I’m happy I can inspire you.
Thank you ❤❤❤❤❤
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I bet you now can tell what means by ‘giving it a shot’ Go girlie goo😍
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😂😂😂😂I did promise to give it a shot.
Thank you for standing by me. ❤
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Word Manouver…😎
Imagery and vivid description …superb!!! Your aim to appeal to the senses of your readers is well.
Vivid description is well used, you make your readers feel like they are standing there and being witnesses…that’s mind blowing being a witness and you haven’t me say virtually teleported your readers to the scene…is it crime scene???
The paradoxes, you have used a number, that’s great…I love paradoxical sentences. They tell the image of the person you are describing.
And the readers are able to tell what kind of “aunt” she really was.
The first sentences… it’s fine and well placed…you have ensured that …the …your readers minds are prepared psychologically for what is to come…I mean this because of just one single word “heaving” someone could tell .
Good.
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😅😅😅Evans. Thank you. There’s nothing I love more than vivid description. I love explaining sth, and the one I’m explaining to should be able to get what I’m saying. So I have to use it immensely in my writing.
😅😅the first sentence shocked many as thet started reading it.
Thank you.
I look forward to more discussions on Literature with you.
❤
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