The devil who loved me

I wanted to feel what he was feeling, but his expression was so unreadable…

Me: lemme smoke with you?

Jafar: commot there!..

Me: serious jor…

He passed me the weed.. as I puffed and passed it back to him.., I didn't cough like they warned me I would when I smoked…it was harsh on my mouth so I pushed it down with a glass of wine…then it became beautiful..

Me: I want more…

He gave me and I dragged in deeper this time…

Jafar: I know you judge me as a cultist and all…but I am just like every other guy you know…

With the things you are doing to my senses, no you aint!..i said to myself…

Me: I don't judge you…

We passed the weed among ourselves as the grape wine's richness melted in my mouth…everything became funny as I told him about myself too.. I even told him about Timi and I and how we broke up.

He had over-stayed his 15 minutes and seemed to realize, for he stood up and though my legs were wobbly, i escorted him to the door…

Jafar: can I ask you a question Tana?

Me: yes

Jafar: Do you think I like you?

Me: yes Jafar, I think you like me.

Jafar: goodnight…

Me: goodnight…

I was wet.

The smell of the marijuana blended with the cold breeze of the AC. I tossed and turned on my bed, thinking of the guy that had just left my room. I started imagining him with his Hausa girls. I wondered if he was ramming Fatima there and then. I started feeling the effects of the weed. I felt light like I was slightly elevated; this must be the reason why they described the feeling as 'highness'.

I heard a knock on my door. I was so excited I almost tripped as I rushed to the door. Jafar must have been thinking about me as I was of him. Perhaps the Malo girls had left..

Toun: I am sleeping in your room

Me: what happened, your bed not big enough for you too?

Toun: Your friend Abayomi is just insatiable.

Without an invite, she went to my bed and laid down.

Me: I don't get..

Toun: shortly after he came in, I switched off the TV so we could sleep. I heard him snoring afterwards, that mixed with the slight cramp I heard made it difficult for me to sleep. I was on my own when the fool woke up and started caressing my breastz. I thought it was just for the moment and sleep will catch up with him, then he pulled out his thing, took my hand and placed it on it. I blamed it on the alcohol and did what he wanted. That should have satisfied him abi? No o… in no time he grabbed my head I nudged it to his d--k. I teased, s----d, licked this guys d--k till my mouth started hurting. I felt his pre-ejaculation, salty and all then I stopped. He got furious, asking why I should stop when he was about to c-m. I told him I was ON, things irritate me more. I reminded him that I had no probs getting his c-m in my mouth, sometimes I even swallow…

Me: Toun, too much information..

Toun: sharrap!.. he started getting into fits, so I left..

Me: can I sleep now?

Toun: what are you even doing awake sef? Didn't expect you to open the door..

Me: Jafar came around.

Toun sat up immediately, the tatafo part of her brain was hyper.

Toun: so gist me na, what happened?

Me: nothing

Toun: what did he come for, salt?

We both laughed..

Me: we gisted and smoked igbo!

Toun: that boy is mad o, you shouldn't have let him in..

Me: he is gentle, he wouldn't hurt me..

Toun: you sound so sure

Me: yes I am..

Toun: so you didn't kiss or anything?

Me: nope

Toun: thank God…

Me: don't start thanking God yet..i didn't say we would not.