Don’t Mention God To Me

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 14

I arrived home and was relieved to find Baba’s absence. I sneaked into my room, changed into one of my house wears and entered the kitchen to find something to eat.

Greg and I began to meet regularly in their house where he lived alone and in less than 2 weeks I had already fallen head over hills in love with him so much that I had access to his own room anytime but he never asked me for sex.

One day, while going out on my usual dates with Greg, Baba called me and asked “Did your mother tell you how you were conceived?” I looked up at him and I understood what he meant, I was born out of wedlock.

“Yes” I replied showing no concern in whatever he had to say. “Your grand mother also gave birth to your mother out of wedlock, did she also discuss that with you?” He queried trying sitting up very well on his seat.

“No, she never discussed it with me” I said a little bit surprised.

” Good! ” he chipped in, then continued

“once you get pregnant too, the cycle will be completed because you will complete the third generation after which a bloodline pattern of giving birth outside wedlock shall be activated in your lineage from your children to your children’s children ” he said painfully

” I know you were told that your failure shall lead to the failure of many generations? ” he said then walked out on me and didn’t look back.

His words shook me to my bone marrows, but you know when you are lost in love, nothing matters to you than the person you are in love with.

I still went to Greg’s house that day and told him what Baba had said about me getting pregnant and he laughed and laughed and laughed and fell of the couch..

“So, who’s going to impregnate my queen?” He asked rhetorically touching my cheeks in what look like a caress.

“Hey! I hope you aren’t suspecting I will get you pregnant? ” he said amidst laughter and seriousness and I joined him laughing as he grabbed me into his arms and began to tickle until I was exhausted with laughter and began to scream…

“Come’on zee, I don’t go about impregnating young girls; I truly love you and am very real with what am doing with you.” He said with seriousness then continued

” Have I even demanded sex from you? ” he asked and I nodded my head shyly.

” That’s because I want to do it honourably with license from your old Baba” he said and I laughed hard at how he twisted his face…

Silence followed after some minutes while he kept staring at me seductively and I asked him “what?” Repeatedly but he kept smiling and in a second, like a magnet,our mouths got lucked up in a kiss…