Dear Tori News,
Please secure my identity. My name is Chichi. I am 23 years of age.
I am based in Lagos. My mom is late. I am the only child of my father
who is well to do. I am like the apple of my father's eyes and he hardly
allows me to mix up with people. He sent me to a private university not
because of the quality of education over there but because he wanted to
monitor my life. Several lecturers as well as the porters at the
hostels I stayed in school were on his payroll. They kept me under close
surveillance all through. It was like a prison for me.
Sometimes, he could call me and ask me to change the clothes I was
wearing for the day even when he was outside the country. It was
shocking to me. The informants were really competent. He said he was
trying to protect me. Even when I went for my holiday in the United
States of America, I ended up being caged in a duplex. I couldn't relate
with male folks. Gradually and unconsciously, I was forced into
lesbianism without my father's knowledge.
On the 21st of December, 2015; my father introduced me to one Jaiye
as my cousin. He said Jaiye needs to process his traveling documents to
go study in the United Kingdom and needed a place in Lagos to stay as
he is based in Akure. Jaiye is 26 years old. He is not too handsome but
quite tall, slim, light-skinned and soft spoken. I later discovered he
is a great story-teller and a nice listener.
Initially, we didn't have a good rapport. One day, after returning
from his travel agent's office, he was so disturbed. He claimed he was
having a problem with his IELTS score which was affecting his admission
to the university in Europe. I tried consoling him out of sympathy and
we ended up talking at length. I ve never been so close to a guy in my
life and things were strange to me. The closeness intensified.
A day to his return to Akure, I felt so down about his departure. I
was moody and in no time, tears were welled in my eyes. I just went
straight to my room to prevent his prying eyes. He got the picture and
later joined me in my room that night and cheered me up. I hugged him
passionately. To my greatest shock, he kissed me. I felt goose pimples
all over my body. The feeling was strange. I couldn't put up any
resistance, he continued and I started responding. He had this sweet
smell emanating from his body which was well structured. The hairs
around his chest were fascinating. It was then I realized I was
straight. He grabbed my breasts and sucked them passionately. My
see-through night gown which was skimpy made the job easier for him. I
died 10 times on the spot.
He ate me that night. My eyes were filled with tears out of
ecstacy. When he finally got in, I was a new experience for me. He was
quite lengthy and huge down below. I cried softly so as not to alert the
cooks and housemaids. He was as strong as a lion. After the first
round, we looked at each other in deep shock. He quickly went on his
knees and apologized to me. I was touched. I held him tight in
appreciation of making me feel like a woman. That night, it was like a
clash of titans. I discovered something new about me. I was like an
Oliver Twist. I kept asking for more. We hit it 3 more times. He slept
in my room.
He extended his stay in Lagos because of me. All we have been doing
is s*x without the knowledge of my father who expects us to respect the
blood connection. I seem to have strong feelings for him. He wants me
to work my National Youth Service Corp, NYSC programme to Akure so that
we could be together. Jaiye's bed skills are addictive. I can't just get
him off my mind even when I know what we are doing is incest. This will
destroy the family bond if the news of our romance leaks.
My father could kill Jaiye if he discovers. His entire family
depends on my father for survival. This spells doom for them. I can't
stop sleeping with Jaiye. My body yearns for him. I feel jinxed. I am so
confused.
I need advice please.