Little Lucy

soft warm mouth close around my ear and she sucked lightly on it. Something like an electric sensation ran throughout my entire body from my head to my toes. I always knew the ear was a sensitive p

ly slide to the floor and folded up, Soo weak and wasted. Collette stared at me for sometime, then she turned off the shower and left me behind, wrapping her towel around her body. When I came out of the bathroom, she was gone and I could hear the bell banging for evening lessons. It took me ten minutes to get dressed. Six of those minutes were wasted with me trying to steady myself from falling at intervals. I've never felt Soo weak in my life. Sharon was waiting outside the hostel when I stepped out. " Geez, Lucy, you're going to get us late to class. It's past four already. Evening lessons start by 4:35.pm." "I'm here," I moved slowly towards her, my book in myhand. " Sorry I didn't know I was keeping you waiting." She studied me. "You okay, Lucy? You look like you just took a fall." I glanced up at her and looked away. " I

?" 11 Sharon raised an eyebrow. " Why would you ask such a question?" Hey, it's just a question. You can choose not to answer it if you like." She smiled. " Actually, we get that a lot in this school." 11 "We do?" "I've met a few girl couples but at the end of the relationship it just doesn't work out," Sharon paused to take a sip from her can of Pepsi. " You see, we girls are naturally attracted to each other. It's some sort of motherly instincts that lies in us. We play with each other's hair, share the same bed, call each other sweet names, do silly stuffs together and share our secrets. That's why we're women. We feel comfortable with each other in our own skin. But it's not the same for men. Men are different. Think about it, you ever seen aman calling his fellow man sweetheart or darling?" I wrinkled my nose in disgust. " That's gross." Sharon smiled. " But girls go about calling each other sexy cute names and no one is throwing a tantrum. That's just what we are. We're like lovers although I wouldn't call it actually love. Just that most girls take it too far with the attraction stuff. They end up letting their hormones get the better of them and that attraction turns instantly into an insane love that's sexual and uncontrolable." I stared at her, surprised at her theory. "Where did you get all these information from?" Sharon laughed. "Hey, I've been schooling here for the past six

re talking about other things. But that didn't mean Sharon was stupid. At some point, she'd cut off our conversation and take a look at her book. She explained in as much as she loved to chatwith me, we still had to study. I hated studying. It was too much work but I pretended to study with her. I tried studying but I was distracted by one thought. My mind kept dwelling on bed time. I imagined Collette and I alone in the room tonight. I had no idea what was going to transpire next between us. I just had no idea. Before I knew it, bedtime was already here. I dreaded bedtime more than anything. This was one creepy time of my life. Collette wasn't in when I arrived which was good though. I quickly rushed a shower and began preparing for bed. My bed was soaking wet from the water Efua poured on me earlier this morning. I hadn't had the time to take it out to sundry it. My heart sank as I stared at my wet bed. I don't want to catch a cold. How do I sleep on a wet bed? Just then, the door to my room opened and stepping in was Collette. I turned sharply to see her approaching the wardrobe. "G-good evening," I managed to greet. Evening," she said without looking my way.I stood beside my bed, my arms behind my back, my eyes staring at my feet as she undressed into her pyjamas. From her luggage, she pulled out a boardgame. I recognized that game. It was chess. She also drew out a big book with the title: MASTERING CHESS! Without giving me a second glance, she wandered over to the study table and placed the boardgame and the book on the table. From her bedside table were some mathematics and physics textbook and a calculator. She took the textbooks as well, settled down on her seat and began studying them. I waited for a while but nothing was said between us. Just when I was about thinking of sleeping on the floor, she began. 1