Edith

After the two minutes of prayer where I thanked God for being with me instead of mourning the death of Benjamin, I called my driver cum bodyguard Samuelson. "Ms Edith" he acknowledges professional immediately on the second ring. "Hi Samuel, on the sad demise of one of my co-student in the college, we are announced a holiday. Could you please come back and pick me up?" My voice was supposed to comes out in dullness but rather contritely debuts in excitement.

"Of course Ms Edith." He replies instantly. My previous bodyguard James was fun loving and lively but Samuel is completely professional with 24/7 dead pan expression. No doubt he is the choice of Sandro. James was thin and tall. He was jovial, smart, often told me stories of his wife and his two smart kids who are three and seven. Poor James lost his job because of the hullabaloo I pulled yesterday night.  I feel very sorry fo

Allesandro

"Edith, wake up princess." I shook her from sleep. "Go away" she squeaks and pulls back the blanket to cover her face. I slide besides on her bed and hug her. Caressing her wild tendrils softly, I whisper in her ears. "Don't you wish to see your family?" She peeks out her head from the blanket and looks at me in shock.

I chuckle at her funny face and kiss her forehead. "Good Morning, Sweet Cakes...  I forgot to tell you yesterday after going busy in the hospital, today is my dad's birthday and your complete family is visiting. Won't you wish to come to the party and meet your parents?" Her eyes immediately tinkle in happiness. "It is half past nine now." I check on my Rolex and tell her. "Get ready we will have to start in an hour from now for us to reach the party in time."

She sat on the bed abrupt and was gaping at me inconceivable. I simper and walk to my room to get he

Edith

I open my eyes and find I am not in my room but in Sandro's. For a few moments I felt disoriented but later I start remembering everything that happened yesterday night my cries, my fits of anger that turn the room to a chaos and finally the kiss. His kiss...

He kissed me without warning without permission without even deciding to do it but simply because he couldn't have done anything else to stop my cries. He is my first kiss.  Like a fire within my bones, like a soul has returned to water every part of me that came from the dead star was alive again.   The way I felt when been kissed by him for the first time, words fell short in my vocabulary to express my feelings about the warm canoodle. He needed the breath I was holding. It belonged to him and he wanted it back.

His hands went around me like I was his possession. I felt perfect in his arms like his hands were solely made

Edith

After the two minutes of prayer where I thanked God for being with me instead of mourning the death of Benjamin, I called my driver cum bodyguard Samuelson. "Ms Edith" he acknowledges professional immediately on the second ring. "Hi Samuel, on the sad demise of one of my co-student in the college, we are announced a holiday. Could you please come back and pick me up?" My voice was supposed to comes out in dullness but rather contritely debuts in excitement.

"Of course Ms Edith." He replies instantly. My previous bodyguard James was fun loving and lively but Samuel is completely professional with 24/7 dead pan expression. No doubt he is the choice of Sandro. James was thin and tall. He was jovial, smart, often told me stories of his wife and his two smart kids who are three and seven. Poor James lost his job because of the hullabaloo I pulled yesterday night.  I feel very sorry for him. If not for my outcry he would have continued to serve Sandro.

Though I'm only a bathroom sin

Chapter 11