Love...part 3

people... when i say people i mean single horny girls...always assume that since guys are always dogs when it comes to women, we can't be just friends, there is some truth to it. fortunately it was the opposite with Ij. how many girls can beat you at Fifa 10 and finish God of War in one sitting, yet can cook you a feast when she gets into the kitchen... she was a guy's girl and still mad hot in a dress, if you ever got her to wear one... i think the reason i was so drawn to her after our chanced encounter was because she looked at me like i was just human, just a regular guy who wanted one friend who didn't think about my bank statement before they said anything.

she was raw as hell yet the smartest capsule of beauty and sheer excellence...the kinda of girl you tell God in your prayers that he made one thing right in the messed up existence we call living. the night we met, we sat outside till dawn, talking about nothing and everything. how Nija was the best thing to happen to the entertainment industry of Africa, how Ghana was the most wonderful place she had ever lived and she had lived everywhere...the freedom, the crazy mannerisms of the people she met, their odd sense of hospitality and our relatively shorter, darker men...this was the best conversation i had been a part of in such a long time, it felt...blissful, i dare say i felt i had met my "one"... we sat on the gravel floor, with her back leaning and her head on my shoulder as we watched the sun rise...we were totally oblivious of the world around us. the moment was just right... "that's by far the most beautiful sunrise i have ever seen" she said, "and you made it even better". i just nodded, gazing into her eyes...and leaned in to kiss her.

she read my mind... the sun rays hit the side mirror of some crappy  96' Opel Vectra in the parking lot and threw a reflection on us and you could hear Samini's Hey Sexy Mama playing in the background right at the minute we locked lips. some might say it was a sign from the fates that we were destined to be together or something but all i remember was she tasted of sweet curry and Wrigleys gum...(for you ignorant lot, it's PK..aha ba!) i could hear angels singing the chorus to help Samini emphasize the moment...it was just...euphoric! we kissed for what seemed like an eternity, i didn't want to stop and i realised she didn't pull away either or even try. 

"Kwasiafo, aha na mo be di d>"? some idiot screamed... it made me laugh. we pushed back and stared at each other lustfully. "Wish you didn't have that paper today, really don't feel like moving from this spot" i whispered in her ear after she returned to her former position... she replied she felt the same way and could do with a good massage because she couldn't feel her bum or anything downwards...of course i offered to do it for her, you paa! we got up and walked towards her room, holding hands and looking sleep deprived but felt smug. we get to her door and she turns around, grabs me by the neck and proceeds to suck my face off. then she says ever so slightly, "i really like you, i really do". she moves away and opens her door and then said as she stands in the doorway... "you know we can't do this again, right"? i asked why and she goes "i have a man"...