"Akwesi!" she called tentatively.
"Yes! Ma." He responded on cue.
"Do you like Takyewaa?" she inquired directly. He felt fisted in the stomach instantly, a nauseating pause run through him like the reaction of the impact of the shadow Punch taken effect. On reflex he crouched over. He was bent over as if his mother had just fed him sour food he wanted to regurgitate immediately. His mother hurried to his side and gave a gentle rob to his back inquiring ..
"Are you alright son?"
"Mother! Why?" he required solemnly as if in mourning. "What in Christ name do you .. ?" he choked halfway agonizingly. "I mean, why would you think I like her?" he spoke amidst heaves, trying so hard not to Ralph up. "Not a chance even in hell!" he finally completed his sentence with a faint sobbish hoarse voice. His mother had refreshed a memory of great strive for him. "I'd rather chose death as a constant over her time and time again." he roared with dark reddened eyes to his mother's utter dismay. She was rattled up at his outburst but felt the need to exercise Patience with him since he was not doing well according to his looks.
"Krakye! To Wu bua wait!" ↔️ "Gentleman! take your time!" she cautioned. " Really?" she questioned doubting her factual ability, still in shock in the process of gaining composure.
"That's serious debarring. But I thought ...." this time he didn't allow his mother finish before refusing throatily with a blatant negative.
"Mmgh! mmgh! No! please take me home Ma, all of a sudden I don't feel too well." he says almost crumbling to the ground. His oppressors name seem to have blown all his energy into thin air leaving him feeble. His legs were like jelly.
"I will find time to come clear this place another day, today I feel sick." he complained bitterly sincerely.
"Sure! Okyeia! Okyena nsu boom, aboa fun!" ↔️ " Sure! serves you right! Tomorrow again, animal carcass!" she cussed. "You had better watched your limits next time! And better watch your choice of words with Takyewaa. I don't know why I feel you despise her but you had better watch yourself than to go making trouble for her based on my harmless assumption least I deal with you." she warned as she took the cutlass he was probed on from him while supporting him as they head home. "I will try put something together for you to also eat when we get home. Trouble maker." she continued to criticize and verbally abuse him but did not forget her motherly duty in all the ruckus.
BOBBY POV:
That tingling feeling the shocks your brains, sending blood through your body coercing your veins down between your legs. Giving you an erection on the spot! was not curbed likely. Indeed! once an innocent man tasted the divinely sweetened age old bottomless tunnel? it was war to control himself. It was even worse without ample knowledge. It takes a huge chunk of will to dissipate such expository experience.
I only I had knowledge of my third leg always on guard every morning when I woke up then was at ease after. It never occurred to me that my manhood could be coerced into standing at attention until I got molested.
Just imagine regaining clarity gradually with the full view of to hypnotizing firm avocado simile molds nodding in your face like subordinates taking instructions from their superior obediently, at glistening smooth body with droplets of liquid, which I later got to know was beads of sweat rolling down from above the chest down the valley between the two commandments molds into an arousing piece of an artful work of a divine hand ... a beautifully sucked in belly button.
soft hands Which felt as the lather of a luxury brand soap at the touch! ever so delicate rioting your chest producing electrical waves within, moving at the highest of speed per second. Tender textured hands sliding and gliding childishly on your upper body plus the lower body chaotically. Sometimes grabbing fiercely as if to take a chunk of meat only to fail; the end result was a number of nails digging into the flesh.
This should be painful but no! it wasn't at the moment, instead all it did was send millions of pleasurable tingles through my veins, to agitate my middle whiles spearheading my head into the clouds of a ecstatic muddle headedness as if I was high on an illegal drug.
The feeling of a full soft bouncy flesh in my middle with a part of me buried in an opening that was clenching around me to exasperation, giving warmth to the whole of my body is estaticaly by friction making me think I was on another planetary plane miraculously.
A well grown magnificently packed with assert complete female body vaguely in view doing what seems like squats in your fore, on you; with occasional backdrop of head accompanied by the resemblance of a hiss like sound the saints tremors inside you just by passing your ears. Unknown notes of unknown origin a emanating in simple sound encoded with enhanced complicated infrared activating microwave lengths to distort one's senses. Her wordless, out of breath symphonique cries devoid of any hints of pain but pleasure combust harmoniously to make my insides boil! my body was in a hype, at the greatest peek heightening. Her moans made me hunger more as well as feel the need to get to the finish line. One I knew not it location. Whiles I fought painfully in vain to regain my colony. Every tiny movement sets my cast ablaze in a mixture of emotions i was unfamiliar with yet don't want to be raid of. Although, I didn't have to do nothing, however, I would not do away easy with all the emotions and sensations my body went through; it was scary as it was a fun filled journey to a sweet curtain draw.
There is no unsettling feeling as much as a heightened excitement compared to being suspended in thin air with all your nerves on edge knowing you can't fly with the conviction you done for then suddenly feeling ground under your feet once again. Ha! You have been saved. All this with other reasons cumulated into his decision to take leave from his home town. Having to have an unripe plantain in your pants in public whenever a lady without bra had a little jiggle in the chest area, catapulting him straight to a vivid replay of the unsavory memory of Takyewaa's showdown on top of him. Doing him more harm than good. you couldn't be walking around with a ballgame mid-section uncensored. He might as well end up being accused of any rape or defilement that took place in the village for constantly having a visible hard-on, there after. The village witches would also not leave him be. Truth is I hated and wanted to have her at the same time! It was tortuous, I needed to have a her to ease my struggle with my now new condition all thanks to her! in the first place; yet, I also didn't want to give in to the urges thus I will ran.
I was not given the chance to understand anything, my body as a whole, it functions. Infact, I had not yet had the talk with my father yet, making me go over drive on a first forcefully induced encounter. There was no other option left than green light! I was tired of feeling embarrassed with the ever persistent bulge in my pants unceremoniously. I needed room to work it out. I could not lock myself up in my room for too long. My mother would break in there sooner than later. As for my father? Well, he may have come to find me eventually which could have set the platform for the talk. None the less, it didn't happen."
In the big city he did work out the rough edges with the council of some good friends he made, thanks to the almost extinct decent people left in the world. Then indulge himself a while, it was not bad at all. He did concur, he might have appreciated Takyewaa in terms of s*x if times were reversed. Now that he was experienced, a little bold enough to approach a female. Either way, that did not help anyways, he was turned down by that despicable Kenkey vendor's daughter. The irony and story of his sad life.
"Heerh! Yaa Mansa nyame ntua Wu ka wai!" ↔️ "Heerh! Yaa Mansa God you kk!" he said bitterly with a disgusted facial. if only she knew all it took for him to come clean with her? She wouldn't be mean.
He relived his past in memory trying to dig up where he may have gone wrong. In case all the chaos had something to do with him. However, it always ended the same way, he was the one wronged. None the less, concerned with the other members in the house, he pondered ....
"Who was this rapture for?"
All this he deliberated on skeptically. When a curse is jinxed into activation until it went full course there is no pausing till the end or the necessary pacification sacrifice are made to halt the damage going further. The most challenging task was how to know it was a curse first of all, followed by who it was meant for because the victim never received the punishment first. Then how to get all that is needed to revoke it. Sometimes the list goes on and on as well as ever changing. Today the gods might want a goat in the morning then the claws of an extinct species of animal by evening and by the next day they would crave a totally rare plant or fish. This does not go without the draining of resources. Families ended up bankrupt eventually giving up on their lives. Before catching on great will the destruction be. More over, the signs are more prominent at the location where the perpetrator is when in execution.
Just listening to the violent recurrent thundering outside is enough to tell the person was within the compound but who could it be? was the billion dollar puzzle he had to solve.
"Aunty Jenn! onto saa, onu nsu aah? on pe ntokwa." ↔️ "Aunty Jenn! is not like that? she does not like upheavals. Aunty Mansa, almost same. Although much more lively than small madam." He went about investigating and noting personality traits of the occupants in the house.
"The nurse had been here for few days and all was well or am I overlooking small details?" he asked ambivalently in a monologue. "No! Definitely not. So who is the extra baggage with such a deadly bad luck of such magnitude wanting to infest us?" he asked in deep thought.
"It must surely be that old man! that entered this compound this dawn. Of course! It should be him." He said confidently.
"It is not even daybreak yet and we are faced with death! what a vile person! Come to think of it, he really looked suspicious earlier. To think that, I haven't even eaten today. How can I go on an eternal journey with an empty stomach? That bad omen needs to be sent out of this compound effective immediately .. now!" he establishes.
"I am going to drag him out of this house before he ends up destroying our lives."
He storm out rolling his sleeves aggressively, ready to drag Togui out by his collar; if need be, only for his confident long strides to recede to slow robotic steps eventually to be stopped in his tracks. All the aggression drained from his fixture paving way for a bewildered countenance. His eyes so wide, it was almost falling out of their socket, rooted to the spot. Unbelievable was the scene before him! How could this be?
"No! No! No! am I having distorted vision?" he questioned himself doubtfully. "This can't be happening! OMG! ....