Chapter 6

6

CAN I HAVE YOU?

Brucha had left the hotel leaving a huge rap of bills on the table for me like the other time. This was absolutely good business. So much money in one short night?

He hadn't done much. Having his liquids splashed on me just once and had opted out when I initiated for a second round. Brucha only had one time on the bed. Or was he just being reserved, or playing a gentleman,or maintaining the gentleman he was.

I can tell from our two meetings that he was a gentleman. He was not playing it. He was and it's fitting to him. But absolutely he wasn't my spec of man.

If I should be with a man, it has to be a man with more meandering skills than a monkey. A man who can reach 5 or 10 or 20 impossible different styles in one round.

Someone who can make me forget everything I know in life just by being under him. It has to be a man who can make me reach other parts of the world lying on the bed.

I wanted something crazy, and truthfully I don't think any man would be able to fulfill the fantasies in my mind. I just think I'm worse than what this generation could offer.

I felt really bad when Brucha slept off leaving me wanting more. Then without some respect or regards to the frustration he gave me last night, he woke me up in the early hours when sweet lovers do the last round, and all he wanted to say was, can I have you?

I was tempted to snub him and sleep back, but he deserves a little more respect at least for the voluminity of the bills spreading on the table.

“Explain more.” I had said. Brucha had flinched as though he was about to request an impossible thing.

“I want to have you as my lovely wife.” He came out clearly.

Well if he felt he was about asking for something impossible, he was totally right with his feeling because I wasn't going to accept that, not now. I wasn't ready. Even if I was ready, not with his kind of person. I don't want a gentleman in my life. I might just need them to drop some despicably huge money on the table for me while I sleep; I love to see it as a surprise. That's all I needed a gentleman for.

“Just like that?” I replied to him with a faint smile on my face.

“ I think I really love you, Lily. And I'm ready to give this life a good definition for you.” He had said.

A good definition? That didn't sound romantic in my ear. Well I wasn't expecting anything romantic from a man old enough to possibly be my father or come really close to that. Brucha was old enough, only that he had a very slim body and a young face which made him look very younger than his age.

“ Well, you think. You are not even sure. Let's reserve the conversation until when you are sure…” I swallowed the next thing I wanted to say. I wanted to add that I wouldn't like him to be sure any soon, but I rejected the compulsion. I didn't want Brucha to stick around my neck. I don't want him. I could have blocked his line the moment he left, but I don't want to lose him though. He has become a meaningful source of income to me. Maybe he can come to me when he needs sex, then I go to him when I need money. Simple! That way we can be friends for a long time.

*****

I rested my bed on my pillows. Since becoming an ordinary girl who has no business, but can fuck once and have a money big enough for a period of two or three months, I almost had nothing to bother me. All I had to do was meet Brucha every two months to get my life going well in addition to the small money I get from my dad, and the ones I squizz out for myself when I go to stock the kitchen.

I would definitely be 5 or 10 times richer than I am if I Brucha every month or perhaps every two weeks. But I can see through him that he wanted something serious from me and I definitely wouldn't give a chance for any further feelings to develop between us. So I'd better see him once in a while.

My phone rang and it was Kova calling. My brows knitted in confusion. The guy that pushed me into delineating from my normal self. I have a shitty feeling I'd rain insults on some asshole this noon.

I ignored my phone not wanting to have a talk with him. It would be better for him than getting a word from my shattered heart that Brucha was trying his best to fix with so many bills on the table.

The ringing sound died off. It wasn't long before the call came back again. Kova barely called me more than twice every time he wanted to reach out to me. But since this incident, Kova wouldn't stop until he had called the tenth or more times.

What Kova didn't know was that I was out of my shells. There was no more time for children's love. Kova now looks like a child to me after making a man as tall, aged and wealthy as Brucha to come all over me.

I pressed the receiver and listened.

“Babe, I'm sorry. I fucked up and I know. I never meant to hurt you. Though I wanted to call you in the evening of the same day.” He poured out as though rehearsed.

If he called me in the evening maybe I could have had a chance depending what time he called. If the call came when I hadn't done anything with Brucha, it would be easy to escape doing any bed thing with him. But if he called when Brucha was already using his saliva, it would be meaningless. I wouldn't even take the call in that mess up mood. I could break my phone in pieces seeing his call.

I kept silent on the phone waiting to be sure he was done.

“Are you there babe?”

“I am not your babe, Kova.” I said, finding my voice sharply.

“I don't understand you.” Kova said.

“You are a married man, Kova. Why not leave me alone and concentrate on your new beautiful wife.”

“Come on babe. I told you it was nothing better than a joke. I was kidding.”

“Oh.. it's fine.” I said, showing a placating smile for the sake of the next thing I wanted to say.

“Where are you, Lily?”

“Should that matter right now?” I defended myself. The worst mistake I would make in ten years was meeting with Kova while I have lost my sexual restrictions. Kova was going to tame me as he wanted. But even if he didn't try to do that, I was going to make him do it. And I wasn't ready for that. It would only make me start wanting him and getting back to him, which was one thing I didn't dream of.

“Should it not matter to see my beautiful baby?”

“Not anymore. That was before.”

“What are you saying, babe?” Kova said. I could hear that he was getting impatient with my withdrawals.

“Wait for me at home, I'm coming.” Kova slurred.

“I am not….” I was about to give him a lie that I wasn't home, before he hung up.

Kova coming to meet me at home, when I'm no longer the virgin he knew?

Damn !