Chapter 29: Chapter 29

Chapter 28

My life is pretty messed up. No matter how sexy or nice a woman is, I always get tired of them quickly. That new year night, I didn't orgasm despite the good sex and all

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MARCH 1ST

The sun rays hit my eyes directly this morning. The first day of summer finally. Although I would still keep to my sweatshirts and hoodies but at least now everywhere would look nice for a while.

My alarm clocked has been snoozed like ten times that morning. I wanted to sleep more! I rolled over the bed. I was used to Becky not sleeping over anymore. Grandma was back with her so we only met in the mornings throughout the remaining part of the holiday.

"Young Man you better get your ass down here for breakfast" my mom yelled as she slammed the refrigerator door.

"Inna minute mom" I replied still laying on my bed.

"Well, your girlfriend is here! She is waiting for you!" Mom yelled.

Ohh my! I forgot the schedule I planned out with Becky today. We planned to leave for school early to get the twin apartments for ourselves. I checked my apple iWatch it was already eight o'clock.

Becky need not knock before she barged into my room. She scoffed at the state of my bedroom.

"Hey baby" I attempted a kiss.

"Go take a bath, you stink like a sewer she closed her nose in a mocking style.

Of course, I stink. I and the boys had a great time yesterday playing basketball in my yard.

"You know how to slam dunk and you don't know how to clean your room" she scoffed.

The cold water ran down my face. First time since winter that I bath with cold water. I poured shampoo on my hair as I washed it. I felt a touch on my hand as another hand joined me in my hair scrubbing.

Becky's petite body compliments her shape. She didn't bend to wash my hair, she simply stood washing the hair naked also bathing herself in the process.

"Your hair was pretty dirty," she said as she hugged me pressing herself against me.

I stared at her. Her hair was covered with some transparent kind of cal covering her braided hair.

The water ran down both our bodies.

Her hands held my dick stroking it slightly. She knelt before my staring into my eye like some toddler who just broke a TV remote.

The buzzing from the alarm clock interrupted our heavenly moment. It displayed thirty minutes past eight. She hurriedly grabbed a towel drying both of us. She rushed into some fresh oversized shirts and shorts losing her braids from the bondage.

She bent me down cleaning my thick hair with some towel. She picked the hand dryer to dry every moisture in my clumsy hair to avoid hair disease before she started Making the dreads.

"Ewwww! You two look good together!" Mom exclaimed as we both walked downstairs to the dining table.

"Stop it mom" I felt a little bit embarrassed with the way she gestured her eyes. l

"Where is daddy?" I asked diverting the previous conversation.

"He went to work early today, I don't know the reason why" she replied as she packed up to sachets containing our breakfasts.

"Thanks, mum," Becky said as she received the Package walking towards the door to go stack up the car.

My mum started an educative lesson of her again? Nope! She only gave me some advice that should help.

"I have spent much time with your girlfriend and I observed something" she started.

I asked what she observed. She hesitated to put more focus on the food she was preparing.

"Becky loves you so much, my baby. Please treat her well" my mum said rather lowly for the first time since forever.

"I love her to mom" I replied.

"Just don't break her heart. She would be a difficult healer" my mom added.

I listened well to my mom. She was making sense. She told me everything I need to know about taking care of a woman especially the one I love. How to notice and also handling her frequent mood swings.

"What did I miss? Becky asked.

"Nothing much, my mother thinks that you would make a good wife" I lied to her.

"Mummy please tell him to always respect himself else I'd sell him one day for a grain of rice.

"Hey babe, my friend told me that they just got only three couple apartments left for rent. We should get going now maybe we'd get lucky to get an apartment" Becky added.

"Goodbye mom, I'd call you regularly" I screamed as Ignited my Mercedes.

Driving to the Chicago college was something else. The traffic was so tight that one could get married here even get to celebrate the seventh anniversary in that hold-up.

Becky kept staring at me while I drive. She looks tired and bored possibly as a result of the long Time we wasted at the holdup.

I sat on the long waiting chair as she stood close to the counters negotiating for a couple of hostels.

"Sir, I think this house is ok for you? All it needs is adequate cleaning" the attendant said as she gave Becky some keys to access the house.

The whole house reeked with the smell of weed, alcohol, and other barbaric stuff.

We changed into dirty clothes scrubbing the whole house. This house is self-contained. It has a master bedroom, a living room. Toilet and a kitchen.

"So we could get more freedom here even more than your place," she said after mopping the whole place.

We held paint painting the interior alongside a professional painter.

"Am a professional painter" Becky fumed.

"The only thing I know you can paint are your nails. Not a full house. Let the professional do its job......"

I was interrupted as I felt the paint staining my overall. It was Becky that painted my back. She did it again and again. I soon joined in her craziness.

It was all fun until I saw a shadow.