WHITNEY'S POVHenry wrapped his arms around me as he kissed me slowly. His tongue was darting in my mouth as his hands caressed my back. I began to burn with passion and moved closer to him. I wrapped my arms around him and clung to him. His kisses intensified and he started kissing me passionately. I let out a low moan and returned his kisses with equal passion and he quivered with desire. Suddenly, he disengaged from me and before I knew his intention, he lifted me from the ground. He carried me in his arms as I clung to him. He gently laid me on the bed and lay on top of me.Within a split second, he brought his lips hard on mine and I wrapped my arms around him. We started kissing fervently as we both moaned and caressed each other. After some seconds, his hands moved to my breasts and he started caressing them through the satin dress I was wearing. Instantly, my nipples hardened and I could also feel his erection on my thighs.My eyes were closed as we kissed passionately. At
WHITNEY'S POVHenry moved closer to me and lay on my body as I was lying on the bed. He started kissing me passionately as he caressed my breasts. In a split, I became aroused and started caressing his back as I returned his kisses with equal passion. He let out a moan as his hands left my breasts and moved down my body. Suddenly, he raised my dress and I felt his hand touch my panties and found the moist part between my legs.He shifted my panties to the side and I felt his warm hands begin to caress my wet lady parts. "Whitney, you are wet. I want to make love to you," he said with a husky voice. "No, this is a wrong time and you know the door is not locked," I replied.He stopped, withdrew his hand, and gazed at me intently as I adjusted my panties as well as my dress. "Should I go and lock the door?" he asked. "There is no need for that. If anyone comes to see me and finds out that both of us are in the room and the door is locked, it will raise suspicion and I don't want tha
WHITNEY'S POVMartin and I made eye contact and he gazed at me for some seconds before his eyes swept to Henry. He looked uneasy as Martin stared at him with a deadpan face. "Hello, Martin," he greeted him. "Hi, what are you doing here?" Martin asked as he sauntered into the room holding a paper bag. "I was about to go out when I saw Whitney in the hallway looking downcast. I asked her what is wrong and she told me she is alright. I felt she needed some company, so, I offered to keep her company for some minutes but she refused. I insisted before she eventually succumbed and I followed her here," Henry replied."I see. That was thoughtful of you. I appreciate it," Martin said."It's my pleasure," he replied.Henry turned to look at me and said, "Whitney, I will see you tomorrow.""Alright, take care," I said.He smiled at me and nodded at Martin before he left the room shutting the door behind him. For a moment, I gazed at the closed door and I was suddenly overwhelmed with sorrow
WHITNEY'S POVFor some seconds, Martin was perplexed as he gazed at me wailing."Whitney, why are you crying? I'm doing the best I can to make you happy and you are crying. I have never known you to be this emotional. Please, stop crying and eat your meal. If I may ask, is there something bothering you that you are not telling me? If there is, please, tell me," Martin said with a pleading tone as he dropped the fork in his hand into the dish and was staring at me.I continued crying for some seconds and said to myself, I have no choice but to be strong in these trying times, after all, I decided to keep the pregnancy against all odds. I looked at my brother and he was gazing at me with sad eyes. I could sense that he was feeling helpless. I stopped crying and wiped the tears from my eyes. For some seconds, we gazed at each other without uttering a word."Whitney, please, talk to me. What is the matter? Is it because your pregnancy will be aborted tomorrow? Or is there something else
Whitney's POVMy brother and I ate in silence as he stole glances at me several times. He finished his meal before me and drank some water. He then rose from the bed and sat on the chair facing me. I deliberately focused my attention on my food without raising my head cos I knew he was keenly watching me. Although I knew he couldn't know that I was about to run away from home, I was scared that he might read my mind which I know is ridiculous but that was just how I felt. "Whitney, I think a lot is on your mind troubling you which unfortunately, you have probably decided to keep to yourself. I really wish you could confide in me," he said as I dropped the fork in my hand into the dish. I raised my head and looked at him. "Other than my worry about the abortion, there is nothing else that is troubling me," I said in a whisper."Whitney, I must say that I'm really bothered about you. You know that we grew up together and I have watched you with eagle eyes over the
WHITNEY'S POVAfter crying for some minutes, I got up from the bed and walked to the door. I turned the key in the keyhole and locked it. I walked to my wardrobe and reached out for my bag on top of the wardrobe. I grabbed it and set it on the floor. I opened the wardrobe and my eyes swept across my clothes hanging on the rack. I picked up six of my favorite dresses from the rack and three footwear which include a brown loafer that I love wearing cos I feel comfortable whenever I wear it unlike other types of footwear. I unzipped the bag, gently folded five of the dresses, and put them in the bag. I hung the last dress I want to wear when leaving the house on a hanger close to the window. I then put two of the footwear in the bag except for the brown loafers which I set on the floor beside the wardrobe cos it was the one I want to wear when leaving. I reached out to where my undies were neatly folded in a basket inside the wardrobe. There were several of them in multiple colo
WHITNEY'S POVFor some minutes, I thought about the strange vision as I lay on the bed staring at the ceiling.I was baffled and filled with fear cos I have never had a vision before. I only have strange dreams which sometimes come to pass. My mind tells me that the vision was from the Moon Goddess cos I felt a supernatural force controlling me both in the real life and in the vision while it lasted.I strongly believe that was not an ordinary vision. If the vision was really from the Moon Goddess, then, I guess she was trying to reveal my future to me.The vision looked as if it was real and I was physically there. What could it mean? I recalled I was wearing a beautiful expensive-looking red dress. That dress will probably cost thousands of dollars. I wonder if I will ever be able to afford such a dress. On second thought, is the vision trying to tell me that I will be rich? I was confused and I let out a sigh. Oh, Moon Goddess, if it is your will f
WHITNEY'S POVI was fast asleep when I was woken up by a loud knock on the door. I felt exhausted maybe because I was emotionally drained.I glanced at the time. It was 9: 30 pm. I stared at the door as I wondered who was there. Then I remembered that my brother had promised to come and see me before he leaves for the birthday party. I guess he was the one. Suddenly the door swung open and Martin walked in. I rose from the bed and sat up. He was staring at me as he shut the door and my eyes swept over him. His ginger hair was neatly brushed back. He was wearing a fitted blue T-shirt with black stripes and blue jeans. On his feet were a pair of white sneakers with black stripes. He was looking dashing and attractive. It was glaring that he was prepared to go to the birthday party. I can't imagine how many girls will be swooning over him at the party.I watched him as he sauntered toward me and sat on the bed. "How are you feeling now?" he asked."I feel much better. Tha