KONJI IN A NO-SEX-BEFORE-MARRIAGE RELATIONSHIP

Life is replete with so many hard things, one of which is getting hard — speaking from a man's POV — in a relationship that says, "No sex before marriage". Hard to believe is the fact, not a fun one though, that there are relationships where genitals don't meet to greet. I wouldn't, for all the tea in China, have believed that I would agree to something as unthinkable, at least to my younger self, as a no-sex before- marriage relationship. I mean, didn't this babe get the memo that a key factor to my attraction to her leans on her physical appeal? Oh, it just occurred to me you don't know the lady or me. I guess I'll have to start from the beginning. My name is Osas, proud boyfriend to Imose, a beautiful spectacle of a lady that didn't only catch my eyes but trapped my heart in the most unexplainable way. I remember that moment as if it was yesterday. My friends and I had gone to Ikeja City Mall to see what fun we could scoop up from an array of activities that promised the kind of escape we were looking for. Twenty minutes in and I'm faced with a sight my mind would be holding on to for a long time to come. Funny how her feet were the gorgeous first impression that welcomed my eyes to the unplanned but exciting tour nothing on earth could keep me from taking. Her toes hinted at a recent pedicure treat because the white nail polish glittered on her complexion that sits beautifully between fair and chocolate. My eyes travelled northward, relishing the straight legs that guided my tour. What a skin! Her knees had no dark patches, those stubborn rebels that seem to say, "we won't surrender to the fight against bleaching creams". A bum short suspended my eyes from taking in her bare flesh. What a shame! Her behinds, just about the perfect size — big enough to jiggle but small enough to be hugged by the Ayra Starr's kind of short. I died out of excitement as I caught a glimpse of a waist bead. My love for waist beads and anklets is crazy like that. Her waist further proved that my tour wasn't a waste of time, I doubt that there had ever been a time before that that the figure eight was so beautifully illustrated on a woman's body. Her crop top granted me a brief view of her midriff. But as enthralled as I was, the tour was nowhere near over, so I continued. The shape of her breast sparked sinful imagination in my mind so much that I salivated at the wicked thoughts. Oh! Poor stranger, if she had but gotten a tiny clue to what was happening to her, no doubt she would have avoided me. Long and short of everything, Imose's beauty caught me off guard and yes, she caught me ogling. The eyes that travelled all the way from far away south have met another pair of eyes — hers. Thankfully, the gods of my father's village didn't leave me high and dry as my lips weren't sent to a desert without words, much less the right kind. After what seemed like forever when in fact, only five minutes had passed. By some quirk of miracle, I had her contact saved on my phone to be protected like my life depended on it. Three hangouts later, I undressed my intention — my truest intention and not the "let's the friends" line I had used somewhere in our early chats. I asked her to be mine, a proposal she accepted after she stated in very clear terms that there would be no sex until after marriage. In all candour, her condition did put a dent on my hope because, c'mon, every guy wants some, even the good guys. Yes, I said what I said! But alongside the disappointment was the shock of my acceptance of her condition. Guuuuuys! I accepted a no-sex before- marriage relationship. Everything in me accepted what Imose clearly spelt out. Everything except one rebel — KONJI. KONJI truly na BASTARD!!! See you in the next post.

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