14 Dark Waters (1/2)

It always starts with an invitation, tempting as sin. It gives one the promise of excitement and a stroke of addiction, it was a practice that instilled fantasy. At rst it seems harmless; what could possibly go wrong? With that rhetorical question all could turn south…

I am new to the cyber world and it seems I have a lot to learn. Staring at the bright screen with liquid colors got me excited. The amboyant website and endless mysteries attached to it spins my mind. There I am—antic.i.p.ating and waiting; where is he? My mystery man! As I press the key pads of my computer, I was quick to realize the online world is a fascinating one. The time says 11:00pm. He should be online by now. I tap my feet impatiently as I stare at the screen for a message.

I pace my room. Earlier today I had thoughts of what I would say to him, the next kinky fantasy I was going to indulge him with. I am eager, almost anxious. How can someone I have never met before, wield such power to ignite insecurities I never knew I had?

Rush-hour52 usually starts the conversation with how he spends his day and we will go on and on about fantasies that gives us such high. He is my ecstasy, my little dirty addiction. The subtle ping of my computer gets my attention.

Finally, he is online!

Rush-hour52: Hey bae!

Crush girl: Where have you been?

Rush-hour52: Miss me?

Crush girl: You know I don't like it when you keep me waiting…

I stare at the screen, waiting for his response—anything that will signify he was sorry. A minute pa.s.sed and I got no reply, I hate it when he does that. Give me a taste then withdraws, leaving me wanting and aching for his attention. I sigh in frustration. I didn't want to give him control, but he knows what to do to make me cower at my baseless desire to please him.

Crush girl: Are you there?

Crush girl: Why aren't you responding? Are you angry?

Crush girl: h.e.l.lo bae, I just don't like it when you act this way.

Rush-hour52: What do you want me to say, I came online but your att.i.tude…

Crush girl: I'm sorry, please I'm sorry.

(Two minutes later)

Crush girl: Please forgive me, you know I love you.

Rush-hour52: Obviously you don't.

Crush girl: I will do anything for you, please just don't be angry.

Rush-hour52: Anything??????????

Crush girl: Name it!

Rush-hour52: I think it's high time we met.

Crush girl: My parent wouldn't let me go leave the house without their knowledge and I am not really familiar with places. Ikorodu is quite far and I don't know how to nd my way.

Rush-hour52: I thought you said you love me, can't you just do this little thing. I promise you I will make it worth your while, remember all the things we talked about?

Rush-hour52: I can make all your dreams come through.

I didn't want to correct his mistake, apparently he meant true—didn't want him mad at me for calling out his grammatical error. I smirk as I stare at his last message, could

he really do that? I ask myself. I am bubbling with excitement. Although I failed to mention the fact I am only fteen, but I doubt he will be able guess my age. My big physique did a good job of misleading people. I did not want him to think I am too young to experience love. I can't explain the allure I feel towards him. I want to see him.

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