The cost: Episode 4

The Cost of my unspoken words
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The cost of my spoken thought

Episode 4

Note: I seek your consent this last time on this Episode.

“I am sorry i dropped the call the other time. I realized i was late for evening worship. But I'm here now. Let’s conclude this tonight or what do you think Laurel?” Baye suggested.

Yes of course! My curiosity and desperation controlled me that night.

So I stood up from my chair carefully and sat down again. I was scared. I did that several times and kept finding myself back on the chair again. I guess there was a fight between my soul and mind.

My emotions and my spirit were playing with my decision. One was saying “just this once and that’s all” while the other was saying “you don’t want to try it at all” but i think i was partial, i didn’t even give more chance to the later. I just kept listening to the former thought. That was it...

But on my last time, i went straight to the bed and slept in my corner.
I didn’t know what to say so i kept silent for a while; my face was tattooed to the bed -I almost kissed my bed. I was actually looking for how to communicate what i wanted to him.

Then i remembered how the lady in the movie I watched lately wrapped her hands around her guy. How she communicated it nicely without saying a word which went on nice and i wanted to try it.

After a while i tried it. I wrapped my hands around him and I felt the surprise in him. He didn’t move. I guess he was scared of my plans. I waited for some minutes to see if he will gather courage but then he didn’t and by then my hands were already paining me. I guess my ancestors didn’t want me to go on with my plans.

Not too long after, I got up with something else. I rubbed my hands around his chest for a while but he still remained dormant. I thought he should have understood but i guess he didn’t or probably was not sure of what I was doing.

I guess while doing all of those, my urge kept increasing. I kept rubbing his chest, and then gradually I was moving my hands down to his stomach. When I got to his navel, I stopped there and played with it a little.

Then i saw some moves and some protrusion around his boxers.
I almost moved my hands closer. By this time, my urge was at the apex and I realized I couldn’t hold it anymore. Then I screamed silently ‘Oya now’!

As soon as immediately, the giant in him rose like ‘Ijebu garri’

That was the cost of my spoken thought.

I got the pain i wanted

I also derived the pleasure included

I stained my bed.

My hymen provided the paint and painted 

I painted my bedbarrel

I can’t stop crying

I feel like i am dying

I can feel my head frying

I am mad at me even trying

I think i will take my life

I will just go ahead to commit suicide

But then, i don’t want to go to hell.

You can just call me an empty barrel.

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Laurel, as a friend, a brother, your mentor and your Pastor, i have just this advice for you and do ensure you get back to me on it.

It may sound stupid but just do it. Go online and download ‘child of the world’ by Falz the bad guy. Listen to it repeatedly and get back to me.

Also, there is this very short video i want you to see. It will really help. Just click on the link (https://youtu.be/wmP7I7Qa-AU) and check it out.

If you can’t access it there, ask 08162867982 (on whatsapp) to send it to you. It is very imperative that you do those things and you get back to me.

Besides, we will see in camera because i will be coming around to your school next week Friday and i will use the opportunity to come discuss with you. Just ensure you have done those two things before my arrival.

Watch of for the unexpected Episode 5.

If you miss the forma ones, here you have it

Episode 1:
https://tumiministry.blogspot.com/2018/07/the-cost-episode-1.html

Episode2:
https://tumiministry.blogspot.com/2018/08/the-cost-episode-2.htmlhtml

Episode 3:
https://tumiministry.blogspot.com/2018/08/the-cost-episodes-3.html