"Kiss me babe."
"Ummmn"
A house was build on a hill. An ocean of mango trees and oranges covered the hill and whispered to the walls of the house as a cold breeze swept through. On the east was an arbour of roses and lilacs filling in pattern. There was an opened window on the west side facing the slope. Mosquitos buzzed outside the mosquito net furiously. In the dawn light, mist rose in the meadows. The sun shone with golden streaks somewhere invisible to the eye, and the day light fell into a room through the open window, upon a naked boy in the bed.
"Yes like that bab*...umm "
"Abi?..."
A silence prevailed as two bodies clinged to each other. The night's warmth was was still in the cringled sheets. They had been soo close together kissing each other. The bed was warm and they were rosy.
"Yes?" A sweet voice answers passionately while fondling the opposite.
"Do you want more."
"And you ask?" Abi thought before replying. "I want you babe. I love you too."
A hand pulls his head up and a pair of soft sweet lips pressed on his.
The sheets unwrapped around his waist and with the slight movements he made, it dropped to the floor.
A sweet fragnance floated in the room. He pursed his lips, a smile was visible.
He was hard and tempted. The forbidden fruit was already unplucked. He ate with desire written all over his face. A moan escaped her lips as he neared a climax, but suddenly a man in a black tuxedo entered the room shouting.
"Abi! How dare you! You are mine!"
The man's face was masked in red. He moved so swift leaving a blackish blur and caught Abi.
He wanted to yell but his voice was stuck. He tried to move his limbs but realised his whole body was locked from him. He could only watch as his woman was dragged away shouting for help.
"No! No!" He wanted to scream and attack this anonymous person but couldn't. He could only watch. Soon he was alone but another pressure fell upon him. He felt coldness all over his body. Like a soft cold breathe from a monster sniffing all over his naked body.
He screamed!
"Bryan! Bryan?" He woke up to the voice of his grandma calling him. She had rushed upstairs after hearing the scream. Fortunately he had locked himself in his room before sleeping the night before, his grandma would have got shocked.
"Yes?" He shouted out immediately since grandma won't keep away but try to break-in. He dressed himself hurriedly into his blue pajamas all the while replying his grandma.
"I'm ok. Just a bad dream grandma."
"Ok. Open the door dear." Grandma requests as she waited patiently. The door crinked before the handle turned and Bryan's drowsy head peeked with a smile.
"You room is so messy, you left the window open! You should shut the window before dusk." His grandma advised him.
"And tuck the net under the matress to keep off any crawling insect too..look! This a mosquito." She slams her palm on the wall at the head of the bed. Bryan just watched silently. He didn't want to urgue or talk back at his grandma.
-He was deep in thoughts.
For three months he had been wet dreaming with his X Abigail, but everytime something odd would happen at the end. It felt real at times.
"Are you not listening to me?" His grandma asked as she studied him. "You still thinking about that girl? Right?"
"Ah nanny! Noo!" Bryan refused to admit.
"Then whats the problem?" His grandma asked.
"I've still not got a job. You see? That's what troubles me."
"Ah only that? The problem is that you growing old. I want to see my grand-daughter in-law."
"Ah." Bryan almost clicked. He would never get his grandma out of it.
"Why do I keep dreaming about her?"
"Why did she leave?"
This was all rhetoric.