any people were curious to read how the story of my mesho and I ended. Well, after we had seen the victims of the accident caused by drunk driving off, we left the scene one by one heading back to our rooms.
I saw mesho and his girlfriend leave in a hurry without even signalling me. I could see the urgency in which mesho grabbed his girlfriend's hand as they walked away. In his head he had already undressed her and I believe his manhood was restless as they rushed back to the room.
But I had seen them. As a God fearing young man I was then, I was determined not to allow them to fornicate in our room. I was eighteen years old then and about to turn nineteen. I was still a virgin and I did not even have a girlfriend. I guess, maybe more than not wanting them to fornicate, it was the jealousy in me.
I gave them a ten minutes head start. Surely, they did not know my delay was deliberate. I wanted them to start fondling and touching each other in places that stimulate extreme intimate desires. Just as mesho was about to undress her and enter the promised land, I would walk in and quietly get in my blankets.
And indeed, it happened ten minutes later. I knocked on the door.
"Who is it?" My mesho bellowed in an angry, unsettled voice.
I cleared my throat and then said, "it's me mesho."
"Oh-okay," he said.
I could smell the fury raging within him in his voice. He opened the door and as I walked in, I felt the tension between mesho and I. I also felt the sexual tension between the two. They pretended to act as if they were doing nothing but I sensed it all.
Mesho's eyes were blood hot red reeling from an unquenched thirst for the ecstacy of the promised he had come close to entering. Quietly, I entered my blanket and went straight to my VLC to continue watching Rango.
"Ain't nobody going to tango with the Rango," Rango exclaimed from the speakers of my laptop. I smiled and felt as if it was me telling mesho... ain't nobody getting some in this room!
Mesho's girlfriend was already snoring. Boy, that girl could snore. And then mesho slept too. He was also a snore. As both of them snored, it felt like a choir. They rhymed as if they had rehearsed. I opted to use my earphones. It felt like a punishment to me because I never liked earphones. I still don't like them. I slept around six in the morning. I was sure they could not fornicate at this point.
But life has its way of turning out. The following semester I had a girlfriend. Mesho showed me flames. Whenever my girlfriend came, he would start to read his Bible. He was a strong Adventist.
Now mesho and the girlfriend are married. I was in the bridal party. I don't even know where my girlfriend is now. I'm not even certain when I will marry but the good Lord will make a way. Time flies.
Listen, don't drink and drive!