In a matter of minutes, he was done opening my blouse. I could see his eyes almost pop out of their sockets with excitement as he gazed lustfully at my pair of full and luscious looking boobs. Hungrily, swiftly, he dug his hands into my bra and dug out my lovely mounds of meaty juice out of their enclaves. And he began to feast on them with his mouth like there was going to be no tomorrow.
“My God, Rosie, your body is so beautiful, I’m sorry I had to have you this way’, he was muttering into my ears. “I would’ve preferred it differently but you were proving too difficult and I am running out of time. Can’t return to Lagos without having a taste of you, sweetheart.”
I wished I could slap him. I wished I had the strength to shove him off me and hit him hard in the face, but I couldn’t. I had the will but I didn’t have the strength to do so. There was not an ounce of strength left in me, the drug Bobby put in my drink had made sure of that. I was helpless. I was in trouble. And from that point, everything started to happen so fast. Bobby shifted his attention to my skirt and began to pull it up.
“Please… Bobby….please,” I made a last effort to appeal to his emotions. Still, he wouldn’t listen to my plea. This time, he simply looked at me, smiled and leaned close to me as he sealed my mouth with a kiss, pressing his lips hard against mine. The last thing I heard him say as I gave up trying to stop him was, “I’m sorry…”
He continued to touch me all over. When he found he wasn’t yet with the length of my body that was exposed, he lifted my waist and was able to pull up my skirt up to as far as my tummy, leaving my entire pant exposed.
Again, I tried to stop him as he began to pull down my pant, but I completely lacked the capacity to do so. I was growing weaker by the minute. Even my vision was starting to get more blurred. I could feel consciousness slowly draining out of me. Within a flash, memories of my parent’s warnings about boys began flooding through my head. In a flash, I saw my mum warning me sternly never to go visit a boy, and that if I had to visit a male classmate on academic grounds, I must do so accompanied by a friend. But this visit to Bobby’s wasn’t on academic grounds. And foolishly, I’d come unaccompanied, now I was paying the ultimate price. Dad too had warned me ceaselessly never to hang around boys that I barely knew, nor make them my friends, the man would certainly commit murder if he saw what was happening to me now.
Bobby had pulled away my pant. He ran his fingers over my pubic hair before letting them crawl further down. I felt a sharp pain as he stuck a finger up inside me. He continued to run his fingers up and down my private part and the pain nearly drove me crazy. Not satisfied he was getting the desired reaction from me, which was funny considering that he knew the drugs would make me incapable of enjoying what he was doing to me, he returned his attention to my breasts. He began to suck my nipples like his entire life depended on it. Moments after, he rose to his feet and started to take off his trousers. At this moment, I tried to will myself to stop him but I was too weak to do anything. I was completely drained. I could scarcely open my eyes but I could still make out Bobby’s figure. It was when he climbed in between my legs, using his strong arms to keep my legs wide apart for him as he entered into me, that I finally lost consciousness. And as I succumbed finally to the powers of the strong sedatives Bobby deposited in my drink, I remember thinking to myself I brought this problem upon myself and so I should be ready to face whatever consequences that comes out of it…