"OMG! Ki ...iish! now you are being a pervert for God's sake! "I accused. "Girl exhibit some restraints." I prompted which fell on her deaf ears because kish! persisted with more vim.
"Arms uuh! Those damned veins mmgh!" she said making steamy sounds sucking in her upper and lower lips to wet them sensually. "I am wondering if he has other veins elsewhere? "she said suggestively giving me the bad bitch look, winking to which, i gave her an incredulous look flabbergasted at the extent she went shamelessly. which made her try to sly her way out but not with me corny ass bitch! Na ..ha! for I knew her well enough to know what she meant exactly, unhesitatingly. She was being utterly nasty. She was way deep into the world of sex, though I am yet to venture there? 'Don't look at me like that' I told my conscience after it made me feel like I just announced a breaking news whiles am admitting to being a virgin. In this era? It would be! which I am not oblivious to but hey! it my choice to preserve myself for the right person. 'Is it?' My inner man lashed back at me again. Good job trying to make me feel worse than kish is making me feel already. Shaking my head defeated. One would have thought your inner consciousness would be an ally but nope! It is your worse critique. Anyways, I am kinda informed and it was eeiw! awkward for me at the moment. I don't blame her though. It is the negative evolution influence ... I did, for her low down morals.
"That's too far!" I warned uncomfortably pointing a finger at her as deterrent to no effect.
"See the beads of sweats, simile to a full body oiled male model going for a sultry photoshoot and that sculptured kissable face?" she described demanding no response. "like it was meticulously carved out of a remarkable piece of quality art, to crown it all; he looks like he'd be in our age range or just a tiny bit older."she proceeded making the gesture of tiny with her thumb and pointing finger with one eye tightly shut whilst the other squinting like a scientist trying to capture a microscopic look of a tissue sample through the microscope.
"Honestly speaking, age is not a diminishing return on him, I must confess! if my guess should be right. " she nodded approvingly of her own observation with mouth pouty as the ugly duckling pressing on. 'Oh! How I wish! I could poke her in that squinted eye!' I humphed within.
"Same here!" I shot back at her. I mean neither do I look my age too and I didn't have to tell her this because she was very much aware, even complimented me endlessly alongside all other people that knew about my supposedly name for it (the vampire syndrome) making me feel sometimes she was somehow green-eyed; although she wasn't bad herself, but I don't know why she was pushing her limits with me this day.
"Thanks! No thanks!" I counteracted not one bit interested in all her blabbering.
"Why are you so unperturbed with your situation? What can't you see?" she seriously questioned overwhelmed when I didn't budge.
"Can't you see a boyfriend there?"she concluded sweating in the air-conditioned room like a parliamentarian reading the whole Nations economy; messed up budgets whiles I looked on surprised and dump struck.
I questioned myself as to why she was so engrossed with my life sentimentally in such a manner? Did I beg her to find me a suitor? or ask to date her brother, which she didn't even have in the first place or to make her father my groom? These random thoughts made me pause for a while, it wouldn't be a bad idea considering how she is passionately trying to get me hitched. Even if I suggested to be her stepmother, she should have a problem instead be happy and merry! since all the work load would probably be my responsibility looking at the current circumstances. The lazy bone that she is. In fact, I'd be the best one if truth be told. She shouldn't have any issues with that idea anyways, if I had put it before her? which i didn't! so what's up? with the nose deep in my matter. And I didn't find a suitable response so I directed some queries her way for up front clarification.
"Why have you taken my single hood passionately to heart like that?" still shocked at her reaction few secs ago. I was not related to her by blood or nothing close. An aggravating personality as her! couldn't possibly be a close pal nada! She even got me to the point where I thanked my stars I was an only child .. damn bug! I had wanted younger ones so I could knock them round awhile for being nosy but Kisha just had to make me decide to do without them. Bloody impediment!
"with the way you are going, if care is not taken; you might end up dying a spinster and alone." She compressed to my already agonizing pain. She is unbelievable. The unrepentant wench!
KISHA POV:
Keana I would say has become a friend, if not family to me. When I first got here as an employee and got to know she was the heiress; I thought she would be one of those spoilt bratty rich kids throwing their wits about trying to bend everyone to their will. Turns out I prejudged wrong. Although, it took her a while for her to acquaint herself with me to the sparse level before becoming close.
Initially,we did the work around the restaurant together alongside all the other workers. Everybody performing their assigned duties. However, sooner than later; she would volunteer to do all the work with her sham of a smiley face with lame lines like... 'Oh! Let me take that for you!, Allow me handle that for you! Piece of cake! I will do it. , It is nothing, leave it to me! , Come on! don't worry ... I'm very capable. , I've got this., Take a breather.' she'd do all the work melancholically ... sighing! in between as many times as you were able to count, as someone who was carrying a heavy burden. And I would wonder why?
Although, it is her parents business and as a ward; and an only one at that! you would want the family business to grow because it will eventually become your inheritance which was the opposite in some rare cases but with Kea, every action of her parents Mr. and Mrs. Thendi, adorable couples they are; demonstrates the business will be willed to her.Yet one would not work to a breaking point nor sadly as she did, instead with enthusiasm coupled with the fact that there was a salary attached to it. I must point out, without the incentive? she would be perfectly fine but I guess that just serves as a motivation from her parents to her. From the look of things she really didn't need it yet she earns it anyways. what rich parents can do to a persons life. Yeah? right!
However, enthusiasm was far from the case when it came to Kea sometimes. I realized something was off. Working to that extreme without joy was a glitch! right? I mean a person should love what they do to put in that much effort. As much as having it all and still stressing? It was nothing normal. No wonder her academic results does justice to her personality. Besides, her parents were not forcing her to work. They had enough staffs in all their business set ups to do all the menial jobs but this was happening frequently.
For a few days, she would be all cheery and we'd work hand in hand; then all of a sudden, it happens! again! and again! and again! like an addict who was all geared up when they had their fix then fell into withdrawal for lack of fix with the arrest of their supplier until they located another supplier or the return of their old. Falling in and out of fixes ha? That's odd. I wonder why I compared her to a junkie in the first place when she was as pure as naturally distilled water from deep within the mountains not forgetting refreshingly sweet. I see why my conscience is making me remorseful, anyway that's not the point I am driving at.
Worst of all, she was not the talking type. Nah! I was. Surprised? Yeah! me too. Touché!
Spokesperson for the whole nation moi! Yes me!
If ever there should be a thing someday such as the talking contest? Am sure, I'd be the only winner they'd ever get in cumulative seasons. Unlike kea, am a willing sharer too.
I tell her of all my escapades or better yet sexcapades which makes her somehow uncomfortable but she pretends not to be bothered and endure the topic abstractedly. Maybe, she just needed some sound to help her escape her silent pity party within or didn't want me to feel bad therefore allows me blabber away.
Until I found out what her issue really was. Spoiler alert! guys found her extremely irresistible! which of course! she is. Even the same gender with her? such as myself found her way too attractive for that matter. Hey! no had feelings nor am I gay. No way in hell! would I accept to be gay to make heaven. No offence, I am 100% straight. Though, I wouldn't mind doing some sex with her. I swear she looks like those females that would possess a goddess like body beneath her shroud of clothes. But for me, nothing beats all them enticing well tamed muscular chest, six-eight packs robbing all over me with the finish off with a hot hard dog between my legs making me sing praises stupidly. Hallelujah anybody! Uugh! we going to church baby! I don't never go. Don't get twisted and don't you dare judge me, please! I ain't going to be any preachers scapegoat.
Well, back to main headlines; they would do all they can to get her attention which was a competition best to see than be told. Only to drop her like hot potato they couldn't hold on for long. Indeed! She was hot! complimentarily but the rejection for being that abstractly was hash. This was at a repetitive and disturbing rate. This I got to know from her voluntary take up of our various duties at work anytime it happened.
Initially, out of ignorance and to take advantage of her, I once advised it was good to occupy herself with work. I even went as far as telling her it was therapeutic but realised the cycle was serial and she needed help. To be blunt, a push! Nobody should be treated like that anyway, certainly not Keana. She deserves so much more, better! In fact, the best! this was a hefty blow to a person and damaged self-confidence plus esteem. It is crazy you know? Because Who wouldn't want a beautiful, outgoing, jovial, open minded, hard-working, intelligent young lady with a touch of soulful sass, who gives you that motherly homely warmth? A lass such as Keana? Meehn! She is the full option; should you get to know her well, which I surmise they seldom ever make effort to do. Their lose though! and her gain.
However, I felt bad and still do without understanding why it was so. Kea was a very beautiful lady, very! very! ... I must confess.
Her open mindedness made me draw close but her beauty did first. I sometimes feel a little insecure around her because she really did get a lot of attention. Attention that never lasted sadly. I wonder what the problem was? Is it sex? Do they just have their fun with her then just leave her or what? That would be extremely horrifying! Should it be the case. I mean being good for only one night stands is nothing to jubilate. It's terrifying. Or is it the other way round? Because she would not give in to their lustful request in this sex overrated era! I wouldn't be surprised. Anyways, I have made it a life goal to get her hooked permanently. No more fly by men. Did I mention I had eyes for matured minded long term relationship seekers? well I do.' A prideful smile crept up her lips.' I will get her coupled so help me God. 'She vowed.'