EPISODE 1

His smiles were so charming that I could not help but smile back. Trying to resist my shy and feeble eyes from meeting his charming eyes, I slightly turned my neck sideways, still wearing my cute but timid smiles. He held my hands softly and forced his eyes straight into mine. I could see so many things in his eyeballs but could not figure out what exactly they were. All I knew was there were lots of love symbols in them. My mind juggled so many thoughts at once. Was he up to something? His suckle pink lips were already sending signals. Then again, I wondered what was stopping him from making advances just as other sons of Adam would not hesitate to grab and utilize the opportunity, especially in a cool and serene atmosphere like where we were.

The cool breeze was so friendly that all the hairs on my skin danced along with the dancing flowers around. My Ankara flay gown swayed in the direction of the gentle breeze. I felt it playing with the tiny hairs on my anus in a lovely manner. I gently looked down to his trouser zip to know if he were also playing along, as though I could really tell with my eyes well fixed at that spot. I saw some movements there, but I wasn't sure what the cause was, so I gazed still to figure out something. With his fingertip, he nudged my jaw up and whispered into my ears, “what are you looking at?" Just then, without hesitation, I realized my level of distraction and was embarrassed as such.

He held me by his side, hand in hand; we walked to his parked white Mercedes Benz by one corner of the love garden.
The garden was decorated with different kinds of beautiful and sweet-smelling flowers, couple seats, and playing swings. It was only the both of us at that particular corner of the garden. I saw some other few couples playing the lovey-dovey games at different corners, but not too close to where we were. I rolled my eager and curious eyes around to catch every glimpse of the environment but was embarrassed by a naughty view of a couple who were shamelessly making out by the doggy style.

"Hmm... shameless things. Must they make out in the public? Can't they wait till they get home? Lack of self-control at its peak." I internally monologue.
"Madam mind your business." An unknown voice whispered into my ears.
I minded my business Immediately.

At the white Mercedes Benz, he leaned by the car, slides his arms softly by my puffed-up waist, and gently pulled me to himself. He held me so thought that I could hear his heartbeats. My soft boobs pressed to his chest, I felt the whole of his body glued to mine. Immediately, my eyes blinked and remained like that. With his eyes shut, the tip of his nose romantically and sensually traveled from my neck to my ears, then to nose, lips, and back to my neck. I flipped my hands to the back of his head and moved them slow and steadily in a lovely manner. My half-opened mouth was "awwwing", "ssssssing", and "huwwwing." It was a sweet sensation. Just as I was about to illicitly fly to the next world, I was called back to reality by the banging of the car door. My tightly closed eyes flapped widely opened to see a classic, light-skinned lady elegantly standing by the car door, in an expensive outfit, giving a still and mean gaze at us.

"What's happening?" I asked myself internally. "Could this be a setup or something? So Frank deceived me. He wants to humiliate me, to pay me back for posting and embarrassing him all those days he was chasing after me like a hungry lamb chasing a stubborn Ewe for breast milk." A lot of thoughts ran through my mind simultaneously.
"So this is it? Like what I see in Nollywood movies. I know he's a Playboy for he's too handsome and rich to fall in love." My inner and immediate thought continued.
Frank seemed speechless. My bladder became intensively full and hot. Tears streamed down my cheeks, I quickly let his hands off me and turned to pick Ben Johnson.
"No, Tina my love, you don't have to." A peaceful voice held my feet back.
TO BE CONTINUED.