On a Saturday evening, Shiro's mother was sitting on a poorly-made couch. A couch that mimicked a brown color, although a person could easily notice that it was initially white in color. Her mind was somewhere else.
Shiro, an ordinary girl, maintained a sleeping position on her bed. Actually, they lived in a single room that served all purposes; bedroom, guest room, kitchen, just to name a Shiro's mother, as if remembering something, asked her what she perceived as an awkward question. When she tried to ignore it, her mother insisted.
But should a mother insist on knowing if her daughter had a boyfriend?. Shiro was only sixteen years old, a very innocent, tiny lady.
A deep weight of sadness overpowered Shiro. She tried to fake a smile on her face, but still, the deep pressure from her mother to express overburdened her.
Since her childhood, Shiro had never thought of having a boyfriend. In fact, her plan was to study and, later in life, become a nun. Most men misunderstood her future plan, referring to her as too proud to have a love affair with men.
This meant that Shiro would spend the rest of her life in the church serving God. If her ambition came to pass, then a boyfriend or a husband would be a forbidden thing for her.
Shiro looked straight into her mother's eyes, fumbling to explain to her that she was still too young for such a discussion. But she had a strict mother, one who could not give her daughter's opinion a chance.
There was no way she was going to dodge that particular question.
"It is a yes or no question," Shiro's mother insisted, becoming very angry. The worried girl felt offended, but now the mother was always right.
"I haven't ever thought of having a boyfriend". She finally answered after being threatened.
"Are you okay? "Currently, you are a big girl and need to be shown love", the mother became personal now starting to shout."Not just love, but a romantic one of the opposite gender," she added.
Shiro's eyes turned watery, her heart began pumping at a threatening speed, and her tiny body shivered. She could not comprehend anything anymore.
"But... but... mum. Mhmm! Nun," she struggled to explain to her mother about
her future plan. A plan to serve God in a celibate state, as the church dictated.
"My daughter, you need to find yourself a rich boyfriend. "We can't live below the poverty line in all our lives," her mother spoke audibly, causing stress.
Shiro sensed the argument could land her in trouble as her mother was building up her anger every passing second.
She chose to remain quiet. What she could just do was nod her head reluctantly to show cooperation, but deep down, she was upset.
"We have to plot something, and if it works, we will become rich; I will take you to the best school, and you will have the opportunity to study at a tertiary institution, "her mother tried to explain, although Shiro's mind was not there. Shiro's mother's intention was now clear, her daughter was old enough to be a source of income to the family. But how evil will it end?
"I guess you are the most beautiful lady in the entire village. "I can assure you that you are a center of admiration for all the men around." Shiro's mother forced the dying conversation to continue.
Meanwhile, tears started rolling down the poor girl's cheeks, feeling very aggrieved.
"Stand up on your feet, turn around." Shiro was forced to cooperate. She had to turn 360 degrees to show what she was blessed with.
Indeed, Shiro was blessed with everything associated with beauty. Her thick hips, well-curved figure, cute face, and sexy eyes were a few features that could well describe her.
"You see, a curvy figure, brown skin, a nice voice is all these men out there are looking for, and you have them all," the mother said.
Shiro's face gradually turned from a fake smile to an almost frown. Soon she was crying uncontrollably, but that didn't stop the conversation. Shiro wondered if a genuine mother could just give out her child to the lusty men out there.
Shiro had earlier heard whispers in the streets that she was an adopted child by that family. The claim could not be authenticated. But from appearance, she was the only brown one in a family of five. She was too brown while the rest were as black as coal. That made her suspect that she was not related to the family by blood.
"Shaz!" the mother called out. Shaz was an elder sister to Shiro, one year ahead of her.
Shaz responded by quickly making her way to the place where their mother was sitting.
"I want you to listen carefully. "We have to trick our neighbor's son into impregnating either you or your sister. "If it goes as planned, the legal battle will favor us, and we may end up getting the best compensation ever," the mother communicated her intention.
For Shaz, she did not see anything bad about it. She agreed with all that their mother suggested enthusiastically.
Shiro had a sigh of relief when her sister was involved. She convinced herself to play a low profile and leave her sister to accomplish it.
"But if our neighbor's son doesn't like you, I know he can't downplay Shiro", our mother gave what I took as an irritating remark. She wondered why she couldn't be left out of this.
Shaz was very cunning. She tried her best and finally succeeded in seducing the neighbor's son, Dan.
Although Shiro sympathized with what she did, she now had peace knowing that I wouldn't be a prey.
One evening, I felt a backache with slight stomach pain. Obviously, I was about to experience my ovulation period.
I quickly stood on my legs and walked slowly to a certain corner of the room where I kept my briefcase. I opened it and took out my pads. I had two different brands of pads, but preferred the Soft Care over Always. I took my PT, placed the pad in its position, and wore it.
I was now ready for war, a battle that was not easy at all. During this period, the struggle against abdominal pain was inevitable.
In my nightdress, I retired to bed early.
Meanwhile, on the same bed, my sister maintained a sleeping position beside me. She was busy chatting on normal text via her phone.
I was very keen and wanted to know what exactly kept her busy to that extent. But I could not just ask her, as it would seem personal.
I had to pretend that I was sleeping by closing my eyes, but occasionally opened them and read the message without her knowing.
My sister was inviting her boyfriend, Dan, for a sleepover in their room. I wondered how possible it could be, but I had to mind my own business.
Late into the night, Dan arrived and knocked on the door. Shaz's mother was aware of this plot. So she had to hide under the bed so as not to be seen. Shaz had tricked the boyfriend that the mother had traveled and wouldn't be around that particular night.
When Dan entered the room, he saw a totally naked woman. His girlfriend was in a state that raised his libido.
Dan had never seen a naked woman, and she felt shy.
The two proceeded to bed. On the bed, the two love birds shared a duvet, and for sure, Dan was green. Maybe a manual could have worked well for him.
After sleeping for a while, Shaz had to initiate the in...cy. She perused her hand through the boyfriend's boxer, often caressing the p. is.
It came at a time when Dan could not hold on and had to jump into action. He had come with Co...m for protection, but unfortunately, Shaz had hidden it. After trying to look for them but in vain, he did it unprotected in the first round.
Shaz knew that getting pregnant at that time would be a miracle. She had a regular monthly ovulation cycle, and, according to her, she was in her safe days.
In the second round, Shaz insisted on protection. Immediately after finishing, Shazz wrapped her man's semen tightly to preserve it.
The mission was accomplished already, and Shaz had no business with Dan. She ordered him to leave, which he did at midnight.
Shaz's mother came out from under the bed, clapping. She congratulated her daughter for a job well done.
"I don't think it will work for me, I am in my safe days," Shaz explained to the mother.
"What!" Shaz's mother felt disappointed.
"But don't worry, I have his semen, and we can insert it into my sister and still work. Remember, she is ovulating right now, and that will be the surest deal,'' Shaz assured the mother.
Meanwhile, Shiro was in a deep sleep. The two went to execute the deal. They spread her legs and carefully removed her underwear. The mother keenly inserted the semen into her, while others spilled just above the inner thigh.
The following day, I woke up confused. I was totally naked and tried to figure out what might have happened. I could only remember up to the time she went to sleep.
What really disturbed me was a man's semen over my thighs. I cried bitterly, worried about having lost my virginity in such a way.