OGECHI AND I # EPISODE 22#

Ogechi and I EPISODE: 22
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I wish I could just skip this part of the story or just say
something like; IT ENDED ON THE COUCH. But I know this
will be the best part of the story for some readers, so I’ll just
get on with it. The long and short of the matter is that IT
ENDED ON THE COUCH. You still want to know how? Okay,
let’s ride.
Cynthia, in order to make sure her apology found its way to
my heart, started playing with the beard. That soft palm of
hers found its way to my chest and started pinching the hairs
therein. Haha, this Cynthia sef. That hurt me and I
responded to stimulus. That’s exactly what Cynthia wanted.
She may have made it look like she was trying to show me
how sorry she was but I knew she had always wanted to do
this and this time she caught me by the neck.
I began to return everything she was giving to me. I even took
over and got a little rough with her. I grabbed her by the
waist towards me and we faced each other as our upper
bodies glued together. I then grabbed her hair with my right
hand and dragged her head away from mine while my left
hand was around her waist holding firmly onto her to make
sure her body didn’t separate from mine when I drag her hair.
She was hurt by that, but endured it for the sake of the
pleasure she would derive afterwards. Suddenly, I separated
my body from hers and stood some distance away staring at
her lustfully. She could tell I was in the mood to get naughty.
Exactly what she wanted. I then said; “I’m about to invade
your sacred zone with much hostility. I’ll need all the
strength in the world.” “Tell me what to do” Cynthia said
with a voice burning with excessive desire for pleasure. “I
need food” I said. “I’m really hungry and won’t make it past
the first quarter if I take on this race in my present state.
Believe me, I wish to see a corps at the end of it all. Your
corps to be precise.” “How dare you!” Cynthia said as a
challenge. “You want food, food you shall get!”
She left to the kitchen to prepare me food. I quickly got to my
room to get some left over sleeping pills I had been using to
knock myself out whenever sleep went on a journey. I took
three pills at once and rushed back to the sitting room.
Cynthia prepared the food like machine. Before I could say
J.A.C.K, there was food was waiting for me on the dining
table. She called on me and I joined her there. It would take
some time before the drug begins to have effect on me, so I
had to delay everything till then.
I joined her at the dining and instead of eating, I asked her to
feed me. It was exiting for her. It was as if I was playing love
with her to properly prepare the way for the real deal. We
started doing those things they do in Nigerian home videos.
She would scoop food from the plate towards my mouth, and
when I open my mouth to take it she would withdraw it, and
sometimes have it or gives it to me after doing that over and
again. She was really helping matters.
It wasn’t quite long before I began to feel the effect of the
drugs and started feeling dizzy. I was so happy and that
made me smile a lot. Cynthia misunderstood my smile for
lustful desire for her. We finished eating and she didn’t
bother to clear the table. As soon as I stood up she jumped
on me and started kissing me real hard. She was so in the
mood. But we got to the couch and then like an elephant that
had gotten in contact with hunter’s bullets, I fell on the couch
and became motionless. She called to me and got no
response. I heard her but didn’t respond. She thought it was
part of the process until she realized I was really asleep. She
couldn’t believe it. She didn’t know if it was the food or
something else, but the fact remained that I slept off
helplessly. She was so frustrated and didn’t know what to do.
Nevertheless, she put her head on my chest and continued
rubbing it until I slept off completely. That was how it ended
on the couch.
The long night finally ended and Cynthia woke up but me, I
was still deep in slumber. I normally took one pill of that
drug when I wanted to sleep and it served well but this time,
I took three because I wanted to pass out before Cynthia had
her way. Now I had to deal with the aftermath of that
uncalculated action. 1pm and I was still sleeping. Cynthia
got worried. She woke me up but I slept again after some
minutes and Cynthia concluded I needed medical attention.
She talked about calling the doctor and I objected dizzily,
telling her I preferred going to the hospital instead of having
the doctor come to check on me. I wanted to buy enough
time to sleep away the effect of those pills.
I finally woke up by 7pm feeling very hungry. Cynthia wasn’t
around then. I asked her maids about her and no one seemed
to know her way about. I told them to prepare me food
immediately. I went upstairs to get myself cleaned up while
that was done. Those maids had known of my situation, so
they were somewhat happy that I was back safe and sound.
At least they considered me safe and sound, unlike Cynthia
who had gone ahead to bring home a doctor to check on me.
While on the dining eating, Cynthia walked in with a white
man in white medical suit and some instruments I couldn’t
decipher.
“Oh my God! You’re awake! Were you waiting for me to be
gone before you ended you slumber?” Cynthia asked.
“I guess I was really tired from the midnight exercise you and
I engaged in last night, so I had to sleep that long to regain
all my strength.” I said with a mischievous smile, pretending
to believe that something happened.
“What midnight exercise are you talking about?” Cynthia
asked with a confused.
“Oh Cynthia, I know I shouldn’t be saying this before this
stranger but I just couldn’t help it. Perhaps he should leave
now because my body is catching some signals from your
cleavage and I bet it wants a repeat of last night’s royal
rumble. But if he chooses to stay, he can watch.”
As I was saying those things I stood up from the dining and
walked towards Cynthia as though I wanted to make out with
her. Cynthia had always sought occasions to do so but this
time around, the reverse was the case. She didn’t know if I
was sane or not. That was very unlike me. Truly, that wasn’t
me. I purposely did all that to prevent the doctor from
carrying out any tests on me because if he did, my secret
would have been unveiled. Another trick on Cynthia, and
guess what; IT WORKED!
The doctor bade Cynthia goodbye and left the moment I got
up to Cynthia and tried to kiss her. It was all an act. Ever
since I met Cynthia, that was the first time she resisted me.
Though the doctor made a statement saying; there’s nothing
wrong with this man, I think he’s love sick, Cynthia didn’t
believe him. She thought there was something wrong with
me, and she wasn’t going to let it slide just like that.
Since then, Cynthia treated me like someone with an
unsolved problem, and as long as she wasn’t sure my
problem was solved, she wouldn’t do anything to endanger
herself. And that meant she wasn’t going to want me to bleep
her until I was normal again according to her judgement.
That was so cool with me. In fact, I started acting really
strange but not in manner that suggested mental imbalance.
I made it look like it was spiritual, but she believed it was
medical and tried everything within her power to get me
checked out by a doctor. All her efforts failed. It was sure to
fail. It was best for her to think of me that way because I had
changed my mind on her after watching the Ogechi on TV.
Everything just worked out well. I don’t know how I would
have broken up with Cynthia, though I never officially
pronounced our relationship into existence.
Cynthia didn’t avoid me, neither did she stop me from getting
close to her. The only thing she made sure I didn’t do was the
only thing I didn’t want to do, which she had always wanted
to do. I took advantage of the situation and acted as though I
wouldn’t last a day without feeling the warmth of her body so
that she wouldn’t have any reason to say I avoided her at any
point in time. As much as Cynthia would have loved to do it,
she didn’t for the sake of her health. She was afraid I had an
internal disease that could be contacted by blood. “What sort
of disease would make a man suddenly fall asleep without
prior symptoms and wake up over eighteen hour later” she
kept wondering.
Nevertheless, Cynthia never let me go. She never gave up on
me. She didn’t take it kindly with anyone insinuated that my
problem was psychological. She always believed it was
medical. She was so sure I was going to come around
someday and she didn’t mind waiting for that day no matter
how long it took. She cared even more about me and was
determined to see to it that my problem got solved. Cynthia
had a good heart and indeed loved me. She’s always been
there for me. I can’t begin to number the things she’s done
for me even though I wasn’t giving her what she really
wanted from me. She’s always been the one around and I
definitely wouldn’t have gotten this far without her. Just at
the time she was to reap the fruit of her labor; I was set to
leave her for Ogechi, the one I loved but hadn’t been around
me for years and I can’t tell what she has grown to become,
unlike Cynthia whom I had gotten to know in and out. Was I
being fair with Cynthia?

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