OGECHI AND I # EPISODE 33#

Ogechi and I EPISODE: 33
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I had never been in that position before. A position where all
hell broke loose and I couldn’t seem to device a means of
escape. She saw me. She couldn’t believe it was me. I stood
still like a stature with a blank mind, while she was still
trying to come to terms with the fact that it was really me
she was seeing in her apartment. We stood silently in utter
amazement on seeing each other for nearly 60 seconds
before she finally broke the silence.
“Jesusboy?”
I didn’t respond. I didn’t move. I didn’t shake. I just kept
looking at her like a lunatic. I wasn’t supposed to respond
that way in that situation, but I guess the feeling of guilt had
consumed me so much that I couldn’t help but act like a
culprit. If Ogechi didn’t know me, I bet she would have called
in the cops the moment she saw my face. Or maybe she could
have called the cops if I still maintained that weird display of
mine. But she called on me again;
“Jesusboy?”
“Ogechi” I replied.
Hearing my voice, she opened wide her mouth and covered it
with her both palms, her eyes wide open in further
amazement. She was confused. She didn’t know whether to
ask how I got there or what I was doing there, or why I was
snooping around and all that. She may even have thought it
was my spirit she saw and not me. I made some steps
towards her and she motioned me with her hand to stop right
there. My problem from that moment was not Ogechi
anymore. After all, she had seen me already. My greatest and
only problem was Cynthia. I feared Ogechi was going to
create a scene that would draw the attention of others to us,
so I was very careful in dealing with her to avoid that.
“Ogechi it’s me.”
“You? How..how…how?”……
“I can explain please. I have a lot to tell you”
“Explain? I found you snooping around like a bugler. Do I
take it that it was me you were looking for so you can
explain? Who the hell are you? Are you sure you are the
Jesusboy I know? I better call in the cops before I get hurt by
whoever you are”
Immediately I interrupted her and said; “I’m the one the cops
are looking for?”
Ogechi didn’t understand that too. “The cops are looking for
you?” she asked.
“Yes” I replied. I’m the guy who came to earlier and
demanded to talk to you in private.”
“Wait a minute,” Ogechi said, motioning me with her hand to
keep standing still. Oh my goodness! It was you?”
“Yes it was.”
“Why did you disguise yourself?”
“It’s a long story. Right now we need to make sure the cops
don’t know about this. This should remain between you and
me. None else should know about this”
“Why are you so frightened? Have you done something
wrong? I do not really understand all these. What are you
doing in Oklahoma? In my house?! Please start explaining
before I lose my mind”
I had hoped that our reunion was going to be initiated with a
romantic hug and a long passionate kiss, but the reverse was
the case. She didn’t get too close to me because she was still
afraid, though she managed to keep her calm. It’s a good
thing she didn’t scream from the start. Now she wanted to
know what exactly was going on, and I started talking. I
explained everything to her, starting from my arrival at
Cynthia’s house till that very hour. Then she understood all I
went through because of her. She didn’t need to tell me
anything anymore, for I had already heard all she had to say
about her life during her little story session in the VIP. We
both knew all there was to know about each other again and
it was clear that true love still burned in our hearts for each
other. After I got her to understand the circumstances that
surrounded my presence in her house, she gave up every fear
and embraced me dearly. It was so warm that it felt like she
just unleashed the warm she had been saving up all those
years just to give to me the moment we saw each other
again. And indeed, she kissed me passionately like I
expected on a day we met again.
Tears started raining down our eyes as we held tightly to
each other. We didn’t want to let go of each other again. We
then sat down and began tingling our ears with romantic
words for about ten minutes, after which she took a firm look
at me and said; “I missed you,” to which I replied “I missed
you too.” Ogechi held me by the hand and lead me from the
VIP section to her room. We entered and she shut the door.
You know that feeling when you find your long lost love and
want to show him or her how much you missed them?” Well,
that feeling registered its presence in that room and we
welcomed it dearly. Hugs graduated to kisses, kisses
graduated to cuddles, and the heat intensified. We lost
stamina and fell right on the bed that was there to catch us
lest we fall. We lay sideways on the bed facing each other
and continued with the activities that pushed us down. Our
heart beat increased, and we could hear the sound of breath
loudly. Our clothes developed sudden hatred for each other
and couldn’t stand each other’s touch anymore. We had to
separate them to avoid a fight, as that was the last thing we
wanted at such a time. So I initiated the process by quickly
unzipping her dress from behind without a warning. I was so
fast that she got tickled by the speed at which I drew the zip
from her collarbone level to her waist level. It happened in
less than half a second. She shifted closer to me in effort to
prevent the zip from cutting her skin in the process, and then
she gave me the “bad girl” smile, which I reciprocated with
the “bad boy” look.
She then responded by ripping off the buttons of my shirt and
almost doing same to my singlet if not for its commendable
quality which prevented an easy tear. It was becoming more
like a wild-wild west. We shared the same naughtiness, and
our hearts could no longer contain the desires it had bottled
up for the past years. We were on the verge of committing the
sweetest taboo, and whatever was going to be the aftermath
of that act was not put into consideration by either of us. Half
way to the blonder, our whole being was overly ready for the
merge that would fuel the transfer of all we had to exchange;
the good, the bad, and the ugly. I guess we had played “the
heroes” long enough and it was time to take a trip down to
the valley. (Not Advisable)
A knock on the door was what continued the validity of our
salvation, as it definitely would have gone down the drain if
Cynthia lacked the courtesy of informing Ogechi before
taking her leave. Though we had ignored it initially,
Cynthia’s persistence certainly stalled our little pre-intimacy,
and we hoped to continue after attending to her.
“Hold on Cynthia, I’m coming.” Ogechi answered.
“She must not know about us. Say nothing to her” “okay?”
“I’ll find a way to take care of things, trust me”
I had told Ogechi about Cynthia after she found me in the VIP
section when I narrated the circumstances that surrounded
my presence in her house to her. So she also understood the
complications of the whole matter, and did just as I told her.
I got into the bathroom to hide myself until she was done
with Cynthia. She opened the door and Cynthia came in.
“I just want to tell you that I’ll be leaving now. I’m going to
the police station to report my man missing.” Cynthia said
wearily.
“What? You don’t have to do that. I mean, we don’t even
know if he’s missing or not. He could just have lost his cell
phone somewhere or got robbed or something. But not
missing. He doesn’t appeal to me like someone who can’t
take care of himself. He could already be in Regina as we
speak.” Ogechi responded.
“You have a point there. But why hasn’t he called yet?”
Cynthia asked.
“Have you forgotten that he lost his phone?”
“Yeah, you’re right. In that case I’ll hold on a little. If I don’t
see or hear from him in three days, I’m going to the cops.”
“That’s better. I’m sure you’ll see him before then.” Ogechi
said positively.
“About the models, there are ready for you anytime you need
them.” Cynthia said.
“Alright. I’ll let you know when I’m ready.”
“Thank you. I’ll take my leave now.” She made to leave the
room and suddenly remembered something. “Our deal still
stands. You’ll pay 60% of the original price for the models
and do a song with my man when he’s found. I know he’ll
surely be found”
“Yeah. Surely! Deal still stands.” Ogechi replied.
They thanked each other and Ogechi escorted her to a cab,
which drove her to the airport where she boarded a flight
back to Regina. Ogechi came back to the room and I came
out of the bathroom. The spirit we were in before Cynthia
came was no more. The issue now was Cynthia. Ogechi
wasn’t comfortable with her referring to me as her man. At
the same time, she felt so bad for Cynthia. It was indubitable
that Cynthia had to be out of the picture for our lives to be
perfect and complete again, but I owed Cynthia a whole lot
and she and Ogechi had become more like sisters on
discovering themselves to be indigenes of Eastern Nigeria.
There was no way for a happy ending to be without hurt
feelings. Ogechi trusted me to come up with means that
would save the situation to our favor. It was fully morning,
and she had to go ahead with her superstar activities. We
couldn’t have time to ourselves anymore because her
manager was unto her to get ready for a performance
somewhere. I got her number from her but didn’t give her
mine because I was going to get rid of my phone in order to
leave no traces to the whole night’s incident. We kissed
again and I made to leave. She offered to drop me off at the
hotel I lodged but I objected and she insisted on escorting me
to a cab. Some people who saw us walk out of the building
had confused looks on their faces, probably wondering who I
was that made her give me such attention. We got to the road
and I boarded a cab. We bade each other goodbye and off I
went.
As the cab was moving on high speed, I winded down the
glass and dropped my cell phone outside which got smashed
by following vehicles. I stopped on the way to buy a new cell
phone and SIM card before proceeding to my hotel room. On
reaching my room I called Cynthia but the call didn’t go
through. I called Ogechi and her manager picked it up. I
dropped the call without saying a word. I then fell on the bed
and began thinking about all that had happened. It was
indeed an adventure. Finally, I reunited with Ogechi. We
kissed, hugged, cuddled and nearly bleeped, if not for
Cynthia who hindered the process. Talking about Cynthia,
what was I going to do with her..?

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