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Everyone was doing it, and so I wanted to. Sometime ago, it actually mattered to me. Sometime ago, my reputation was gold to me; I did everything to protect it. But can a hungry girl think about reputation? Can one whose mother is ill think about honour and virtue? I sighed as I sat on the king-size bed waiting for Tolhurst to return. I was going to give my innocence to the dean of my faculty for a huge amount of money, money that would change my future. Money that would rewrite my history and take all the sorrow away.

Tolhurst came in banging the door. My heart skipped a beat as our eyes connected. He smiled wickedly at me, like he was glad he was finally going to see the colour of my thighs despite my defiance on previous occasions. He was wearing nothing but yellow-faded briefs. His tummy was so huge I could imagine him lifting it whenever he wants to belt his trousers. I sighed again when his thin gnarled fingers touched my cheeks. His face was very close to mine. I could see the hair in his nostrils, those in his ears and the unkempt and bushy facial hairs that surrounded his nostrils and jaws.

What brought me here? I shook my head. I had to be smart, get it over with and run with the money. I squeezed my fingers tightly, promising myself that it would never happen again. Just tonight. After tonight, I’ll go back to school and be the woman that I wanted to be.

“Don’t keep me waiting,” he said impatiently, close to my ears as his fingers clasped my jaw. I swallowed hard and summoned courage from somewhere in my heart. I pulled my clothes in a flash so that courage would not fail me. Tolhurst stared at my nakedness and within a flash, he fell to the ground. I hurried over to him and when I placed my hands on his chest, he had stopped breathing. A wave of panic and nausea caught at my throat, and it seemed as if I could not breathe. With shaky hands, I got dressed again and rang for help. Before I could take it all in, Tolhurst’s son burst into the room and lifted his father’s hand which fell right back to the ground the moment he left it. I didn’t know I was crying till I tasted the saltiness of my tears on my tongue.

Tolhurst’s son was staring at me with a deadly calm and I felt like dying that same moment. I was unaware of my environment as I stared into his deadly green eyes. When I heard the siren of the police vehicle, I knew that nemesis had caught up with me. I was caught with the guilt of a crime I had not committed, on my very first adventure. If only I had known.


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Ikenaode Arekpitan Queen

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