The next morning, I woke up feeling very happy and satisfied. The first person I had to call was Hillary;
Hillary: Morning baby.
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Me: Good morning honey. You still in bed?
He yawned and I knew the answer to my own question.
Hillary: Yea bae. Couldn’t sleep well last night.
Me: Ah! What happened?
Hillary: Something serious. I had to manage all night.
I became worried immediately, thinking up different things that could make him loose sleep.
Me: Tell me. What’s the problem?
Hillary; Don’t worry bae. I’ll get over it.
Me: Over what?
Hillary: How was your night?
Me: Now don’t even try it. What’s wrong with you?
I eased up immediately. So, it wasn’t that bad.
Me: What do you mean by me?
Hillary: You were going through my mind last night, I couldn’t sleep as I was pointing an erection all through.
Now, I was left to wonder what he meant by that.
Hillary; Bae, I’ll call you back. Someone’s at my gate.
I hung up and quickly put on one of my old baggy tops. i had slept unclad last night and it felt really good. I ran out of the house and headed straight to Ken’s apartment. He was receiving a call when I got to his sitting room so I sat down and waited. He didn’t take long before joining me.
Me: Good morning bro.
Ken: Morning sis. This modalities here, hope you ain’t planning a seduction?
Now, I smiled. That’s how he talks to both Kamsi and I. If it had being Gospel, he would have ogled me out of his house.
Me: You’re sick.
Ken: Yes. I know. So what brings you this morning.
I cleared my throat and thought of the right way to ask him the question.
Me: Please, what does it mean for a guy to say that he was pointing an erection?
He smiled and looked away, making me feel very sorry for asking that question.
Ken: Wait. You don’t have to feel bad okay. Its normal for every Lady to ask questions. But let me ask, who told you that? Gospel?
Me: No. I called Lary and he was sounding so down. When you asked, he said he didn’t sleep well last night cos of the pointing of erection something.
He nodded like he understood and stared at me for a while.
Ken: Let me ask, do you both get under the sheet?
I paused for a while.
Me: Like sex?
Me: No. We’ve not gone beyond kissing and i feel bad about it because it’s like I’m the reason for it.
Ken: What do you mean? Did he ask and you denied him?
Me: No. No. I feel he pities me, he’s never asked for it, he doesn’t even talk about it. And I’m sure it’s because of what….
Ken: Sshh. Stop talking trash.
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