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Kinky is my Diary on Account of the First Love by Sotade Olusegun

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This is a love story between Sotade Olusegun and his first lover, whom he nicknames as Kinky based on the circumstances that revolve around their love experiences. One fateful morning, a rift emerges and kindles the spark of a new love story with unforgettable memories. Kinky is a virgin. A well-trained girl from a fairly blessed family, she is not a neophyte to a recently commenced relationship which she is yet to taste the core flavoured ingredient of it. She is already a graduate of a renowned private university for about two years. Meanwhile, Sotade Olusegun hails from a lower-class background and scripturally groomed to follow the Christ in all his endeavours. The effect of his religious life is evident as this story becomes his first love experience at age 24. He is a Secondary School Certificate Holder and Oracle Certified Professional. He is older than Kinky for approximately two (2) years. Can their different backgrounds sustain the sail of this love to its envisaged coast? Is Kinky deflowered by Sotade Olusegun? This book is taut with suspense, love sensation and sacrifice intriguing enough to make its reader stay glued till the end.
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Chapter 1 - THE COMMENCEMENT OF OUR RELATIONSHIP

Today, the 7th of August, 2009. I had a dispute with a colleague at work, I never thought it would be that serious but that girl with starch coated hands coupled with undue pride would not let it go low. Kinky was a silky brown-skin girl whose beauty was a replicate of gazelle of the esteemed paradise. She was blessed with dewy-eyes of seductively irresistible expression that would never fail to attract the undue attention of the opposite admirers. I disliked her attitude and her uncontrolled waggling tongue. Her father was a friend to my boss and so I believed that's why she was a parody of boss life.

She disrespected me before my students by saying "Where is that good for nothing Segun?" Yes of course, Segun was a charming and frolicsome young man who had brown-spotted eyes money couldn't buy. He was down-to-earth and funny. "Why is he delaying this class?" She asked a rhetorical question. She didn't know I had already reached the entrance of that classroom. I was so infuriated because she justified what I had been nurturing in my mind that she was an over-pampered child who has no respect for anybody. What flabbergasted me the most was the fact that we were not even close to that extent to warrant such insult and disrespect. I didn't say a word as I relocated my students to where I went earlier to prepare for the proposed practical class. Probably she didn't know I had taken permission from the students to do so in preparing an ideal class for Server to workstation for distributed database practical class for that morning.

The chosen practical class was Centre Manager's class dedicated for Computer Engineering and wired networking class. The class was situated at the extreme end of the rows of classes at east of the office flat.

The Office building was a bungalow with two flats, joined side by side but separated as two homes for each has its own main gate. The Franchised subsidiary-office was at the west, its front was decorated with transparent glass up to the entrance door, almost half-way to the complete measure of the flat section in width. Meanwhile, bricks of a room length demarcated the front view in the middle from the entrance door to the section that seemed like garage but now converted to two rows of small classrooms covered with glass.

The whole building was painted in silver-grey colour and the aluminium metals of the glass were covered in red colour. The entrance had a small covered space that led to the passage which also led to a medium open space in the middle of the flat. The door of the passage section led to the front office with three (3) cubicles for receptionists.

Most instructors usually occupy the cubicles whenever they are less busy or free as we only had one receptionist as at that time. They prefer to stay at the front office than to go to staff room because the staff room was so inward. But I prefer the staff room because I like to be alone most of the time to meditate and to secure the needed privacy for the company of my Kinky. The south section of the front office was demarcated with sliding glass doors as the offices of centre coordinator and MD (Managing Director). A two-seater office chair backed the south sliding demarcation that has the franchised logo printed on it, while a three-seater office chair was adjacent to the north fixed glass demarcation that separated a well-furnished classroom with split air conditioner and after it was another class with wired network and that was the last class in the east rows of the flat as it faced the testing room for professional exams and certifications. All the classrooms and the front office with other offices were air-conditioned.

The centre open space was rectangle in shape and the first door when you turn to the west was to the toilet, after it was another class and after it was a classroom demarcated vertically, while the inner room demarcated was used as staff room and that was my relaxation spot. Opposite the classroom after the toilet in the west wing was a passage that led to a big conference room.

I returned to her after finishing the class to ask why she had to say such a degrading utterance in the presence of my students but before I could exhaust the second question on what warranted such as there were no instances before then that I delayed classes, her waggling tongue escalated in great rage to worsen the whole thing. I was so angry to an extent that my mood ran out of control and I rained huge abusive utterances that made her ego succumbed like a starch-coated attire drenched in hot water. I left the scene in boiling anger for front office and I was like; "this girl is no go area." I thought of that in my mind because I had begun to develop uncontrolled feelings for her for about a month ago and I couldn't explain why, in fact, I have been having sleepless nights. I was waiting for the right time to tell her my feelings but her position and her relationship with my boss would not let me because I needed that job to survive.

As I got to that point of her relationship with my boss, it dawned on me that I might eventually lost the job I have been protecting at the expense of me wooing her. Then I realised I was in a big mess. I didn't get myself again but I didn't know how to apologize. I was thinking about how I could defend myself if it later turned out to be what I didn't expect before a male colleague who witnessed the dispute entered and said "You should know that a lady would always behave as one. You are too harsh on her, you shouldn't have gone that far my guy. She is highly emotional now. Don't you think you need to apologize to her?" I was like "Are you serious? You must be kidding me. Didn't you see the way and manner she attacked me by raining expensive insults as if she was my employer? Even though her father is a friend to the boss, does that warrant her to insult me like that?" and he said "Yes of course I witnessed everything but that is lady for you." And so I said "Okay! I will go and apologize" I jumped out of my seat and went straight to where she seated with her head buried inside her two crossed arms. And I thought in my mind "How am I going to handle this. It feels ridiculous to apologize as it is not usually my kind of thing." Later I said to myself in thought. "You got to be a man, young guy!" I moved closer to her and tried to raise her head up, but she would not let me as she had clipped her head unto the crossed arms. I had no choice than to sit by her side to render my apology as this; "Even though I made you feel bad today, still I have what will make you laugh" There was long silence and when she noticed that I refused to talk again, she decided to look up and ask "What?" but staring at her eye-balls had sparked an erotic sensation beyond measure, I didn't know what came over me and I pointed to the spring up soldier who suddenly grown above the hills of my thighs. "My man-in-the-middle standing like a pointed needle." She looked down to see the so-called man-in-the-middle pushing its head aggressively against the zipped region of my trews. She could not hold the laughter and I had to quickly cover her mouth with my palms so as not to attract undue attentions of other members of staff.

The laughter began to subsidise as my palms still covered her mouth and I was looking out through the door to see if people were coming in but when I was ascertained that no one was coming, I changed the focus of my sight towards her only to be in eyes contact with hers. We stared at each other unconsciously for a while and later realised that I still wrapped her mouth with my palms. I quickly removed my hand and repositioned myself as I said "I actually came to apologize to you over what happened earlier" and she was like "really?" I said "yes". "Are you sure? Because that wasn't seemed like apology to me". She replied I then asked her "What does it seem like?" "You should know" She replied. I then said "Okay, you got me. I came to actualize and make known the secret mission I have been nurturing, and it has been giving me sleepless nights, and more importantly came to apologize."

I continued by saying "I seriously and uncontrollably have feelings for you and I must confess it to be saved from being imprisoned by pains and agonies that might emanate from the chaos of failing to do so." She looked at me somehow as I explained further "I have been in love with you for a while." She smiled and asked "Since when?" I skipped the question by saying "I also came to sincerely apologise; I shouldn't have rained abusive words on your silky skin. I hope my apology will be enough to heal the wound inflicted". She said "I'm deeply sorry for my unprofessional act as well. I shouldn't have come to meet you in the presence of your students. It is so unbecoming of me to have acted in such manners." "I presume my apology is accepted and if so, can you hug me?" I asked and she nodded her head as we hugged each other.

That is how our relationship started. I felt so happy because I was able to achieve seemingly impossible mission. As in, I can't believe I said those things. Today is one of those days I can never forget in my life. I pray that God gives me strength, wisdom and understanding to withstand Kinky's waggling tongue. So I say to guys like me out there nurturing love sensations in their minds but could not come out to say it boldly because of the circumstances that surround the situation or whatsoever. Be bold, burst your chest out like King Kong and beat it as you say "All is well, all is well, all is well".