Tales By Chi

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I parked in front of a gate with the number 13 written on its pillar. I thumbed on my horn and at the same time flipped my wrist to get a look at the time on my watch. The time was 1:55 pm. I nodded and beeped my horn again. The gate opened and I drove into the compound screeching to a stop in front of the flower beds that lined the side of the fence. I opened the door and came out. Angela had locked the gate and was coming for me with her arms outstretched. She hugged me and planted a kiss on my lips.
"You always look good" she said observing me from head to toe.
"And you always look 23" I said and smiled at her.
"Jay Jay?" I asked looking around the compound like I expected him to be there.
"He's not yet back from school" she said and held me by my hand, dragging me into the house. It was amazing that after 14 years, I still had the same attraction that I had felt years ago for her. She seemed to blossom with each passing day and instead of getting older, she did the opposite and had me drooling over her each time I set my eyes on her.
She led me into her room and we both sat on the bed. She hardly allowed me stay in the parlor, her reasons being that I was the man of the house and the parlor was for visitors. She pulled my suit from my body and left me with my white long-sleeved shirt. I removed my sunshade and dropped it on the bed.
"What would you like to eat?" she asked me dropping her head on my shoulder.
"I'm not hungry, Just get me a glass of water".
The water came, I took a sip from it and dropped the glass on a side table.
"So how's he?" I asked facing her.
"Hmm, well he is fine"
"And you, how are you doing?"
"I'm okay and thanks for asking" she said pulling a face.
"And what's that supposed to mean?"
"Nothing, Just that you hardly visit or ask of me except I force you to" she said rubbing my arm. "And your son, you just send money like that is all he needs, you don't even spend time with him or come visiting him like you are supposed to"
"And what did I just do now?" I asked feigning annoyance.
"Because I forced you over here?"
"I wouldn't have come if I didn't want to"
"Good for you, I'm Just trying to let you know that you are a terrible Father".
I smiled at that, "a terrible father". It had always amazed and amused me ever since Jason Junior was put into my hands as my son, a part of me was glad that I held my own blood and the other part was sad at the timing which was so not perfect. I loved my son above everything and that was why I gave him my name when my father forced me to name him myself. To him, I was now a father no matter my age and I had to take certain responsibilities even if I don't have to cater for his needs. JJ was a perfect carbon copy of me, light skinned, oval faced and athletically built. I had always prayed he turns out more responsible than his father but the truth was that I hardly found time to spend with him, to teach him how to avoid the paths that I was walking. I had always shared out all my time with the ladies in my life and his mother was well aware of that.
"How do you cope with being here alone?" I asked looking around the stylishly furnished room.
"Alone? I'm not alone dear, I have you here with me, all the time" she said stroking my beard.
"How? You mean in spirit?"
"No, in your son" she said.
"Oh, I see"
"You see what?"
"Nothing, but then, you should remarry, I know a lot of men that would fall over themselves just to have a chance with you"
"I don't need them, what would I do with them when I have you?"
"You don't have me and you have to realize that the two of us have no future together, what we had was one big mistake and we ought to have moved on Angy, long ago"
"Oh, JJ was a mistake? " she said giving me a puzzled look.
"Come on, don't be silly, Of course you know he was a huge mistake, I know he is my son but then, we shouldn't have had him"
"Hmmm, so what now? I didn't invite you here to lecture me" she said and moved closer to the wall, backing it and folding her legs into a triangular shape.
"Angie, I'm not trying to lecture you, I just want what's best for you, the mother of my child".
She smiled, she always smiled whenever I called her the mother of my child. Ours was the weirdest of love I have ever seen. A 23 year old girl and a 15 year old boy with a child now a 37 year old woman and a 29 year old man. I was always helpless around her, I loved the way she looked and maintained herself, she doesn't work, all her allowances came from me and I always tried more than my best to make sure she looked good like I would love the mother of my boy to look.
I got closer to her on the bed and hugged her.
"Just get a man and move on, you will find out how easy it is to forget about me"
"And our baby?" she asked with a teary eye.
"I will take him up, I have been away from him for far too long"
"I don't need another man, I don't need anybody, I'm okay with my son" she said wiping the drop of tear from her eye. I kissed her on the forehead and she pulled me closer to her by my shirt.  She held her lips against mine and started pulling my buttons open.
"Stop, I whispered and she gave me a sharp stare.
"Really?" she smiled and I nodded. She got up on her knees and unbuttoned her shirt revealing her cleavage, she pushed it against my face and put her hand around my head holding it to her breast, her sweet scent filled my nose and my hormones rushed.
"Oh damn you Angie, please stop " I muttered, putting my hands around her waist and locating the zipper to her skirt. I pulled it down and she giggled. Her skirt was down in no time and I dropped her on the bed. Pulling my own clothes, I lay on top of her looking her in the face.
"You are evil, a sweet evil" I muttered and she giggled. Her face lit as I planted my lips on hers and we went into each other.

I got down from her and rolled over to my back sweating like a chilled bottle of wine. She cuddled closer to me and placed her head on my chest.
"Don't you miss this?" she asked pinching the tip of my breast "because I do".
"We really should stop Angie, Like really" I said staring into space.
"Well, we stop when we are done with each other"
"Are we not? What else do we want from each other?" I asked adjusting to look her in the eyes. She snuggled closer and kissed me and proceeded to look me in the eye.
"Are we?" she asked.
"Well we will never be if you keep throwing yourself at me like that, I need you to try and be the kind of mother that my boy would be proud to look up to"
"And you? I can see how busy you are trying to be the perfect father, running all over town with those sluts you are always with, that's a good example you are setting for him". She got up from the bed and dragged up the sheets, revealing my naked body. She wrapped the sheets around her body and left the room.
"At least leave the sheets and wear a cloth" I murmured and got up. I dressed up and took a look at the time. The clock showed 3pm. I moved out to the parlor and sat on the couch.
"Are you leaving?" she asked coming out from the direction of the kitchen.
"yea, in a couple of minutes"
"You won't wait to see Junior?" she asked, sitting on the arm of the couch and placing her hand on my shoulder.
"isn't he supposed to be back by now?" I asked looking at my watch
"No, he will be back in an hour time"
"1 hour?"
"Yes, Just wait for him, why the rush?"
"I need to be somewhere right now"
"Where?"
"Somewhere, Just don't ask me"
"Hmm, okay, I just wonder how many kids you have by now, with the way you are running after all these girls"
"Every kid you see in the street is mine" I said and hissed.
"Funny, come" she said, pulling me up from the couch and leading me to the dinning. She made me sit there and pecked my cheek.
"I will be back" she said moving away from me swaying her hips in an enticing way.
"My bane" I gasped and sat back on the chair, looking around at the portraits hanging on the wall. The biggest hanging over the plasma TV on the wall was mine, a picture I took on my 20th birthday, then my beard was just coming out in bits and It amazed me how little I have changed but then how much I have also grown. At the right side was a bit smaller portrait of Angela holding JJ in her arms, he was a little close to 2 years when it was taken I think. One could easily see the deep bond between mother and son and the love existing in between them by just taking a look at it. I smiled and moved my gaze to the picture on the left side. A portrait of me holding onto Jason Junior. I had that smile on my face, a smile of partial happiness and partial guilt. JJ was just there, clutching onto me with a cute smile on his face and his clear white eyes smiled as well. I loved my son and hated not being there for him as I would have loved to, often times I had sworn to make it up to him but then, I always ended up being the arse my family knew me for. Angela came back 5 minutes later with a steaming plate of fried rice and chicken, she was a good cook and the aroma of the food brought back my appetite. I eyed her and she smiled back, dropping the plate on the table in front of me and sticking two spoons in it.
"I told someone that I wasn't hungry" I said still eyeing her.
"And someone knows you very well" She said with her smile still on. She reached for the refrigerator that stood at a corner of the dinning room and brought out a bottle of red wine and two glasses.
"What are we celebrating?" I asked as she dropped them on the table.
"Love dear, we are celebrating love".
I shook my head and adjusted on my seat. She pulled up a chair beside mine and sat there. She said the grace and I said Amen.
"Open the wine" she commanded with a mouthful of rice and I obliged. I filled our glasses to half and passed hers over to her. We ate together like couples, chatting away and laughing at our jokes. She spoonfed me and put in bits of chicken into my mouth with her hands. We loved up on the dinning like little children. We soon finished the meal and she cleared the table.
"Baby isn't back yet" I said as she sat down after taking the dishes to the kitchen.
"Be patient, maybe their bus is late, meanwhile, let me get you our photo album while you wait" she said and I shrugged. She moved into the room, holding onto the sheets to prevent them from falling. She reappeared with a large album that had beautiful flower pictures on its cover. She dropped it on the table before me and sat again, leaning on my shoulders while I flipped the album open. The first picture on it was my recent picture and it looked good. I turned and looked at her. She smiled and winked at me.
"The man of the house" she whispered.
"Really?"
"Of course" she said and we went silent again as I flipped through the pages of the album admiring the pictures in them and taking in details of the transformation of J.J from a toddler to a 14 year old handsome young boy.
"I love you boy" I whispered as I caressed one of his pictures like he was live there. Angela giggled and snuggled closer to me.
"He is wonderful, Just like you are" she whispered to me and I smiled.
"I pray he turns out better than me"
"Amen" she said a little too loud and laughed. Just then, J.J walked in. He was looking smart on his red checked school uniform and tie. He stood still at the door on seeing us.
"Good afternoon uncle" he sang out.
I had insisted he addressed me as uncle ever since he was a kid, I felt like I was too little then to be called father and it always embarrassed me anytime he called me that.
"It's evening Jay, it's after 4 o'clock" I said looking at him with a frown on my face.
"Oh, sorry about that, the sun deceived me. Good evening sir" he said coming towards the dinning.
"Yea, how was school?"
"It was like school, all books and classwork". He said, pulling out a seat opposite us and sitting on it. Angela sat with her head still on my shoulder watching the conversation between father and son.
"Hey mom" he said waving at her. Angela smiled at him and asked how school went, he replied fine and dropped his school bag on the table.
"Come over here" I commanded and he stood up with a boyish grin, he walked round the table to where I was and stood before me. I looked him all over and rubbed his head with my hand.
"You are getting taller" I said.
"I'm a living thing" he replied, spreading his hands and I laughed.
"I think it's time I started being the perfect father" I said with a low tone.
"I thought you preferred being an uncle".
For some time, I thought that came from Angela only to discover that J.J actually said that.
"What?" I asked.
"I said, I thought you would rather be my uncle" he replied and I chuckled.
"Well, all that will change soon son"
"Cool, so I can now call you daddy?" he asked with an expression that showed he wanted nothing more.
"Yes" I said slowly "but you have to go easy on that, you shouldn't call it anyhow"  I added.
"why?" he asked frowning.
"Well, it makes me feel a bit old"
"You are old already" he said swaying from left to right and looking away. My mouth opened and closed without a word dropping from it. Angela sniffled a laughter and kept mute.
"Jason, I think we are done for today, just save the rest of your mockery for next time" I said and he laughed. Picking his school bag, he ran into his room and I engaged his mother in a staring contest, which she won because I spoke up first.
"Who is teaching him to be bold like that?" I asked her.
"I don't know, Does he need teaching to be bold? He's just being like his father. I remember the first time you walked into our apartment and " she started and I hushed her.
"Okay, thanks for reminding me" .
She smiled and adjusted her hair. I pulled her face to mine and kissed her slowly. When we withdrew, she looked at me in utter surprise.
"Thanks for Jason Junior" I said with as much as enough emotion that I could find. She smiled and stroked my cheek with her right hand.
"Thanks for always being there"
"Uh uh, like you don't know how you are always managing to keep me around" I said and rolled my eyes in a funny way. She laughed and punched me lightly on the chest. My watch beeped and I took a glance at it. The time was 5 o'clock.
"Oh, I have to leave now" I said getting up from where I sat.
"When will you ever sleep over?" she asked getting up too.
"When I succeed in beating your son to the battle of the mouth" I replied and she laughed.
"Jay, I'm going" I shouted.
"Okay daddy uncle" he shouted back. Angela and I laughed.
"Won't you see me off?" I shouted.
"No, I'm naked" he shouted.
I smiled and Angela led me out to my car, dragging me behind her. I opened the door and got in while she headed for the gate to open it. I drove out to the gate and stopped. Angela walked up to the window which I had wound down.
"Do you need anything?" I asked facing her and she shook her head. My phone vibrated in my pocket and I pulled it out. I saw Gift written on the screen. I kissed Angela and put the phone on my ear.
"My wife" I mouthed to her, she smiled at me as I drove away with one hand on the steering and the other pinning the phone to my ear.

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The wireless earphone beeped consecutively as I drove through the busy road of Awka in Anambra state. The beeping was simply an indication of an incoming call, haven seen the name Angela inscripted boldly on my phone's caller interface, I ignored the call and continued in my thoughts. Apparently, I was entangled in so many affairs that I couldn't walk from a place to another without getting a call from a she or another she and some other she. And the more I tried to get away from it, the more entangled I became and there was no way I could escape it. My love for beautiful ladies had always been my undoing and being as cute as I was, they had always waited and beckoned on me and each time, I kept stumbling after them like a cocaine addiction. I was in deep thoughts as I swerved through round abouts and sharp bends when the beep of my ear phone brought me back. I took a look at my phone on the dashboard again and saw Angela there. I pushed the button on my earphone and her voice came up excitedly.
"Hello, Jay".
"Angy what's the matter with you? I already told you that I was on my way over" I scolded softly.
"Ok, Just wanted to be sure you are still coming"
"I'm coming, stop calling me because I'm on the wheel"
"Ok, sorry baby, I'm waiting"
"Cool"
"I love you" she said after a pause
"I will see you in a couple of minutes, bye" I said and dropped the call.
Angel was one of the biggest mistake I had made in my life and one that I had kept repeating. I came to know her when she lived with her husband in our house as tenants. The house was a 3 storied building and we lived on the 3rd floor. The rest of the tenants lived on the second and down floor. Angela and her husband lived in a flat on the down floor. Her husband, Andrew, a cashier in a bank had married her when she was 23 and he was 30. The very first day he brought her into the house, I fell in love with her body and I spent a long time dreaming of myself with her in one room, in one bed and on each other. I was only 15 years old and in my ss1 then. I so much lusted after her that it nearly drove me mad. At that point in time, all I ever did was to get her to notice me and when I couldn't take it anymore, I decided to damn the consequences and let her know what I had in mind. I had all the chances in the world to see her. She was a stay at home wife and my parents often left me at home to work giving me the opportunity to go to school anytime I wanted. With all my siblings gone to school, I had the house to myself and did what I pleased. It was on a Monday and the whole of the house was quiet. I came out to the balcony of our apartment and sat there looking down to the ground. It wasn't long that I sat there before Angela came out with a bucket full of washed laundry. From where I sat three floors up, I eyed her plentiful cleavage and smacked my lips. She wore a jean skirt that ran down to her legs but the outline of her buttocks were scarcely hidden. Putting on my slippers, I ran downstairs and walked past her as she hung her laundry.
"Good morning" I sang out to her and she looked back at me.
"Good morning Jay, how are you?" she smiled revealing her beautiful gap teeth.
"I'm fine" I said smiling.
"You didn't go to school?"
"No, I'm not feeling too well"
"Ehyaa, sorry eh" she said and hung the last piece of cloth in the bucket. I smiled a thanks and moved to a corner of the compound eyeing her as she swayed her hips right into their flat. I shook my head and did the sign of the cross, I muttered a piece of prayer and walked straight to their door. I hesitated a little before landing a soft knock on their door. I listened and heard nothing. I wanted so much to walk away but the urge to get down with this pretty girl surpassed the urge to walk away. I rapped on the door again and I heard the sound of shuffling feet from inside the house. My heart leapt into my mouth at the thought of what I was about to do. I was still battling my fears when the door opened and she stood there in front of me, her cleavage smiling directly at me.
"Jason" she called with a puzzled look on her face.
"Yes, I just wanted to.... " I stammered trying hard not to stare longer than was normal at her cleavage.
"You wanted to? " she said looking at me. I tried being bold and held her eyes with mine.
"I just wanted to know if you needed any help"
"Help on what?"
"Help on anything" I said faking a smile, she smiled back and I felt a bit relaxed.  Looking at her, all the lustful thoughts in my mind kept cropping up, I wasn't aware of the action that was going on in my shorts. It only occurred to me when when she shifted her gaze down there and smiled.
"And what's that?" she asked pointing at my erected manhood.
"What?" I asked looking down embarrassed. I saw it and tried shoving it back in with my hands. She laughed at my crudeness and I smiled back.
"Come in" she eventually said.
"For real, Like I should come inside the house" I asked with a bit of surprise and she nodded. I shrugged and went into their sitting room. She bolted the door behind us and we faced each other.
"So?" she said spreading her hands. I scratched my head and looked at her silently.
"I thought you wanted to help me?" she continued when I didn't speak. I nodded and looked at her still mute. She held the button to her top and pulled it open, revealing a set of ripe breasts held back to her chest by a pink brazier. My jaw dropped in awe as I watched what I had always dreamed of stand live in my own real world. I couldn't wait any longer, I pulled her closer to me and locked my lips against hers, my hands squeezing hard at her breast. We kissed and I massaged every bit of her body that I had always lusted after while she played with my penis, squeezing hard at it. Things happened and we soon found our way into the bedroom where we made terrific love. That eventful day opened the door to more days of escapades between me and Angela. We spent the whole of the day together until everyone started coming home from work and school. I skipped school more and sometimes when my parents refuses to leave for work before me, I would dress up for school with my school bag and leave the house only to come back later in the day to our routine. Our affair moved on for a long time, running from days into weeks up until she got pregnant, that was the time it climaxed. She made me come to believe that pregnancy made women crave for more sex than was usual. I was enjoying every bit of the affair and I didn't want it to stop. She soon put to bed, a baby boy. He was light skinned and I attributed it to its mother being light skinned as well even though her husband was dark. But when the baby smiled, there was this resemblance between it and my baby pictures. Each time I was around to visit the new born baby and also to admire my secret lover, she would look at the baby and look at me and then say that we look alike, people around would laugh and say its true, considering that we were both light skinned, but then, only the two of us knew what she actually meant and I prayed hard it was all bullshit.
On a Friday, I was at home and so was my father too. I was in my room punching away at my Ps2 game and my father was busy with his favorite CNN station in the parlor. I heard a faint knock on our door and I hissed. The knock was on the door to our parlor and I knew father would never answer it despite being there, he would rather call me. The knock came the second time and he yelled out my name. I hissed and continued like I didn't hear him the first time, my plan was to see if he would give up and get the door himself but then, my father could call you a million times to run an errand he could have easily done himself. He called out again and reluctantly, I dragged my feet into the parlor.
"Are you deaf?" he asked looking up at me through the rims of his spectacle. I shook my head in the negative and frowned my face.
"Check who is at the door" he finally said and faced back the TV. I walked towards the door and opened it, from outside Angela stood staring at me. Her face was glittering as she smiled at me. I smiled back uneasily and blocked the door with my hand.
"My father is in" I whispered and stole a glance at him.
"I know" she said stroking my tummy. I shrugged and let her in. She went in and stood before my father while I walked behind her. She greeted my father and he responded looking up at her.
"Oh, How are you Angela?"
"I am fine sir"
"I hope no problem"
"No sir, actually, it's my baby that's sick and since my husband is not around to get us to the hospital, I was wondering if you could help us out" she said and my father observed her with a little frown and then nodded.
"Can you drive? I can help you with one of the cars if you can handle it"
"No sir, I can't really drive, Jason, maybe he could help out" she said looking back at me and I shook my head violently in protest.
"Ha ha, nooo, your child is sick, let's leave it at that, I wouldn't want a situation where you would jump from frying pan to fire because that is what will happen if Jayson drove you and him to the hospital, all of you may even end up hospitalized" my father said with a serious look on his face but it did sound funny and we giggled, I and Angela.
"Don't worry, I will drive you there" he said and got up to get his car keys.
"Thank you sir" Angela said and left the parlor winking at me as she passed and I replied with a weak smile. Leaving only me at home, they left for the hospital and I went back to my game. I had decided from there to take my driving lesson serious because had I been a professional driver, I would have been the one to chauffeur her to the hospital and that would have given us the chance to spend more time together. My father came back 1 hour later, her husband had arrived at the hospital because he was needed for some blood transplant or whatever so my father left them together and came straight home.
"I wonder why she couldn't have taken a public transport and not bother me" he muttered and went back to his television.
I was in our balcony when Angela came in with her husband in their Toyota corolla car. I watched him storm out of the car and from his countenance, I knew everything was not okay. I hissed and shook my head.
"If I had a wife like this, I swear I won't raise my voice at her, even if she shot me" I thought in my mind and eavesdropped on them.
"You must tell me who the got you pregnant with that bastard, because I cannot stay in the same house with a prostitute and her bastard son".
My heart skipped as I heard these words and I nearly fell off the balcony. I took a peep down and saw Angela leaning against the car clutching her baby to her bosom. She seemed to be crying. I ran inside the house and took a glance at the clock. The time was 2:35pm. I ran into my bathroom and took a hurried shower. Putting on my school uniform, I ran to my father and told him I was going to school.
"Now? By this time" he said looking up at me and pointing at his wrist watch.
"Yes dad, we have extra curricula lessons today and I don't want to miss it" I said tapping my feet in a haste.
"You didn't go to school, now you want to go for lessons by 4pm"
"Its 2pm sir and I didn't go to school because I wanted to be active during the lessons"
"Okay o, goodbye" he said and adjusted back to face his television. I left our apartment and flew down the stairs taking it 2 staircases at a time. I jumped into a bus going in the direction of our school. As the bus moved, my body shook as I thought of what awaited me back home should Angela name me the father of her child. I hadn't been gone for long before my phone beeped. Absent mindedly, I picked the call and my father's voice came up.
"Jason where are you?" he asked
"In a bus, going to school"
"Which school?"
"My school sir" I replied as my heart bang like a drum set.
"You must be very stupid, get back home now, right now" he thundered and the line went dead.
I returned home to meet them waiting for me in our parlor. My father, Andrew and Angela. I walked in slowly and dejectedly into their midst. The look on my father's face made me wish for the ground to open up and swallow me. Andrew observed me with thick hatred in his eyes and as I stood there perspiring, I knew I was in a deep one. Then my father threw the bomb at me.
"Are you responsible for her pregnancy?"
The question threw me off balance and I bit my lips.
"Sir?" I stammered.
"You must be very stupid, I said are you responsible for her pregnancy" he thundered and got up to come for me. I moved back and stared silently at him with fear and embarrassment inscribed all over my face. I stood looking down at the floor as my lips quivered. I didn't know how to reply. Even though I knew it was possible that the baby was mine, I also couldn't tell if someone else could be responsible. Angela sniffed and I shot her a quick glance and then faced the floor again.
My father had a DNA done. The baby turned out a perfect match with me. Andrew divorced Angela and moved out of our house. My father had no choice but to settle her. He bought her a bungalow and paid her monthly for her welfare and that of the baby. She had insisted on custody of the baby and we let her have it. This tainted my relationship with my parents the more. That was how I got entangled with Angela, a girl that was 8 years older than me and had my first Child at the age of 15.

"It's so hard to believe that a guy like you is still single" Rita whispered as she cuddled up to me on the bed and lay her head on my chest. I stared at the ceiling and smiled.
"Really?" I asked her.
"Yes really" she replied in whispers and continued "I mean, 29 years old, tall, handsome, comfortable...."
"Say rich love, I'm rich" I interrupted her. She looked up and gave me a hard look, I smiled and she went back to her position  and continued ".... Pompous, charming and all, Jay tell me, what's keeping you up the isle?"
"You" I said and kissed her forehead.
She turned around to face me on the bed, wrung her arms around my upper body and brought her face to mine, we came lips to lips, I braced for a kiss, she planted her lips on mine, we smacked and she bit my lips hard, I withdrew my lips and moaned lightly giving her the what-the-fuck-was-that-for look. She turned around to her former position and dropped her whole weight on my body, she was light despite her heavy endowments.
"That was for lying into my face" she finally said after a short silence.
"You know you are the type that can stab me in the face with a smile" I said moving my hand right hand down to her navel and caressing it.
"Why aren't you married? I mean, you are tall, beautiful, sweet, sexy and a hundred yards of wife material, what's keeping you up the isle?" I asked her. She looked at me with a puzzle on her face.
"Me? well, am still in school, a lot of things I haven't done yet, in short I'm not ready" She said.
"Neither am I" I said almost immediately.
"I'm ready when you are ready" I added
"Ooh, I love you so so much much cutie" she said and turned to me on the bed and French kissed me before we went into another round of love making.

I couldn't totally deny the fact that I wasn't being totally honest with her, I wasn't really waiting for her to accompany down the Isle, I loved her truly but then, for some reasons, I seemed to be enjoying our relationship the way it was at that point in time and I had my honest reasons for that.
At 29 years of age, I had gotten a good number of things that I had always dreamed of in my life. Cars, houses, a sizable bank account and the capability to do whatever I wanted and however I wanted to do it. Anybody that could see through the handsome, confident, calm and innocent face would know that I wasn't hundred perfect legit not even up to fifty percent but then, nobody actually saw through it, to them, I just looked too good to be bad.
The Jay Rita loved calling me was coined from my name Jason, a lot of people called me Jay so it wasn't like it was Rita's Idea. A graduate of Law although I wasn't practicing but I had that aura of lawyers all over me, a lot of girls thought that was sexy, I am yet to find out which one they actually find sexy in me, if it was my being a lawyer or my just being me that turned them on. All I knew was that once they had a chance with me, they usually do not like to let go, Rita was one of those girls but I ended up finding out she was different in a way. At a time, we got stuck to each other and she ended up being the only one I kept going back to. But then, the most honest part of me, I don't know which part that was, had always known that I can never take her to the altar, the story just might change over time but then, the chances were as tiny as my capacity to tell people my true story. Despite setbacks in my education, I had managed to leave the University at the age of 24 and proceeded to Law school where I spent two years before being called to bar. My family ran mad with excitement on the very day I came out a full fledged lawyer but for me, I did it just for the name. I sooner took over one of my fathers real estates company immediately after school and after almost running it down with my reckless lifestyle, I was able to recoup through means I couldn't tell to anyone, not that I was ashamed of it, I had since learnt not to be ashamed of whatever pays me big time, but because it was not something I would like going about letting people know. I loved living free and as I liked and this took me so far away from my family, they didn't mind, I was more of a headache than a source of pride to them. My mother called once in a while but my father, the farther I was, the better he was. That arrangement was fine to me. I was a young boss, handing over the business to capable hands, all I did was sit back, enjoy my life and watch the alert come in.

I had met Rita the day I went back to my school to register for my post graduate programs , I was gunning for a masters before I would later move on to PhD. I had often thought that adding a doctor to my tittles wouldn't hurt. I had stepped out into the hot sun from my latest model Mercedes G wagon, one of the luxuries I had acquired from my first year of running my father's firm. Leaving the comfort of my chilly car into the burning atmosphere had hit me like a bee sting. I walked briskly into the faculty of law, Nnamdi Azikiwe University Awka where I wanted to make certain enquiries. Moving into the building had brought shade and solace from the fury of the sun. I walked pass students in the corridor, deliberating on where to make my enquiries. Walking towards an office, I saw a light skinned, beautiful lady, my guess placed her at a little above 35 years old. I approached her with the smartest look on me.
"Excuse me, hello" I called at her as she tried walking past me. She looked back, flashing all her facial beauty into my eyes. Removing the sunshades from my eyes I began talking.
"Please do you work here" I asked knowing fully well that she definitely should be working there.
"Yes?" she said and gave a professional nod while observing my face.
"Actually, I just wanted to enquire on how I can be able to register for my masters here"
"Ok, you would have to go to the school of post graduate studies  over there" she said pointing at an imaginary direction. "That's where you would get all the information you actually need" .
"Oh, thanks so much" I said and shot out my hand for a handshake. She took it up and I massaged her hands more than I shook it, she didn't seem to mind and I was tempted to flirt further with her but I held myself from pushing my luck further. We withdraw our hands and I walked back outside the complex, admiring the magnificent structure one more time. Heading for my car, I stopped half way when I noticed a girl walking towards me. She eyed me casually and smiled, Surprised, I smiled back and stopped her.
"Hello" I said, giving her a charming smile.
"Hi" she smiled back.
"Could you please direct me to the school of post graduate studies?". I knew the place just like I knew the school like the palm of my hand but I needed an excuse to get to know her better. She was indeed charming and I hardly let people like her past me.
"Oh, actually, I have a message for someone in there but you can just walked down there, it's just around the corner"
"Well, I could wait for you in my car over there, I will like you to accompany me there if it won't be much of a bother, you know I have this knack for getting lost" I said and one of those her beautiful smile came up again.
"Okay, I will be back in a moment" she said, I nodded and watched her sway her fine hips into the building, I shrugged and walked down to where I parked my car, my eyes revolved around behind my sunshades as I watched people observe me without knowing that I too was observing them, it was a regular thing for heads to turn each time I walked through, it was something I had become used to. I opened the door to my car and went in. I rolled down my window and sat there waiting for her. I must have waited for about 2 minutes before I saw her walking towards me in a bit of a haste but that didn't disrupt her cat walk one bit. I opened the door for her and she sat beside me.
"Erm, so we move" I muttered out and started the engine. The distance from the faculty of law to the school of post graduate studies wasn't much. I had to deliberately drive slowly to get enough time with her.
"So what level are you?" I asked taking a look at her
"300 level"
"Okay, and your name is?"
"I am Rita, You?"
"Rita, hmmm, well I'm Jason". I said and pulled into the drive way of the PGD school. Pulling up the handbrake and removing my seat belt, I faced her.
"Will you come in with me or would you like to stay back?"
"I think I'll stay back, I doubt if I will find my mate in there" she said and smiled while I laughed. I was already liking her.
"If you feel bored, you can always change the music" I said, switching on the music player and changing the disc to a soft blues. She nodded and I left her in the car.
I was done in an hour and came back to meet her busy on her phone.
"Hope I was fast?" I asked smiling and she laughed.
"Yes, you were very fast" she replied sarcastically and I smiled. I had to drive her straight to her lodge after she had refused an offer of launch from me. With little persuasion, I was able to get her number and I looked forward to meeting her again.