[STORY] FLIRTATIOUS (Episode 36)

FLIRTATIOUS story by Opeyemi Ojerinde Akintunde

Episode 36.

“I heard Flee”…

But, no I stayed enjoying Bro Femi’s flirting with me using his words and Scriptures…..

My Goodness!

That brother knew how to flirt with me using scriptures…

“You know the day Boaz saw Ruth on the field, he couldn’t take his eyes off her, that’s the kind of effect you have on me, Sister Leni”.

“When God was creating you, He was very detailed, especially your backside”.

I was enjoying this kind of talk for months, and before you knew it, I was into him. I became addicted to hearing those words from him daily, and truth be told, I was beginning to feel sexually hungry whenever I was around him.

It then dawned on me why all the girls in the church wanted him, he might have been the one who started flirting with them by giving unnecessary compliments, or by boasting of his spiritual fire, this must have gotten the girls hungry for him like me……

By the time I was eight months in the church, I was desiring him like a mad dog.

On an almost ruinous day, I made the mistake of inviting him over to my place so we could have some hours of prayers together. When he got in, he began to flirt with me.

“Sister Leni, you are a man of God’s spec, honestly, regardless of you having three kids, you still kept your temple, I mean your body in shape. I hope you will also grow deeper like me. These days, I pray for six hours daily, two hours praises and three hours for the word. My speaking in tongues is now on another level.

I am planning on going on 40days fast by next month.”

At that point, Bro Femi had melted my heart.

He was the kind of man I needed in my life. I wanted a man of God who will make my unworthy life count… As an added value to the ‘Bro Femi’ package, he did not seem bothered about my kids… He had nothing against marrying a single mother. He had preached it severally

Before we could say ‘Jesus is Lord”, we were already kissing…Proposed Prayer time became Kissing time.

We exhausted our kissing and gradually we were drawing close to me pulling off my clothes, I heard loudly…

“Number 4?”

The phrase “Number 4” which sounded like a question was like pouring some sense on me… Was I about to have a fourth child with another strange man…

I stood up and gently said
“Bro F.M, please leave…”

****

I sat in the living room of the mini flat wondering how cheap I was…

“Leni, must you fall for every man… Bro Femi will leave you after getting into your pants. Don’t you think you need to sit and think about your life… Why is it that every man leaves you after having a child with you…” I heard my inner self saying to me speaking with disappointment.

“Leni, who are you? Without F.D, without Men, who are you?”

I really could not find answers to the question of my identity. All I knew about myself was “I am Leni, an orphan who was dropped at the orphanage at age 2, who has a brother, 3 children, who is almost through with her studies…”

That was what my brain could pick about me…

Was I more than that?

Was there more to me?

I wept sorely..

To be continued…

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