I was scared. I was confused. I had no absolutely any idea what to do. I had heard all manner of stories about girls getting pregnant because they let their boyfriends come inside them. It was bad enough that we had just had sex without protection. But to have him download his entire fluid inside of me would be asking for trouble. When we were younger, young students like us didn’t have the sort of access young people these days have. The thinking was that once you didn’t let your boyfriend ‘release’ inside you, you were at least almost one hundred per cent safe. And that was exactly what Charles was about to do.
I tried to push him off me but he was holding tightly onto me like one holding on for life support. I called out his name but he was barely listening to me. I realised I had to do something fast before he got me into trouble. Swiftly, I stretched out my right hand and reached for his dick that was already buried deep inside me. He was making a funny sound, moaning like a goat in distress. Without thinking, I grabbed him by the balls and yanked out his dick from inside me. And just as I pulled out his sugar stick, he let out a huge release of his fluid, splashing the thick colourless liquid all over me with a large chunk of it splattered on the floor.
Charles was trying to catch his breath. He looked like a guy who had just covered a hundred meters dash race. His breathing was heavy. He was literally breathing through his mouth. I got down from the table and tried to steady myself on my feet. It was an exhilarating experience. I took a quick look at my body. I looked like a mess. I needed to something to clean up myself before stepping out of that library. Charles, who by now, had finally gotten a grip of himself, handed me a white clean handkerchief from his pocket. He knew exactly what I was hoping to find.
“Here, please, clean up with this,” he’d said to me. I took the piece of cloth from me and began to wipe myself clean.
There was an awkward silence. I suddenly felt so ashamed of myself. Standing completely naked inside the school library before a guy I was barely friends with made me feel like a slut. And the very thought of the fact that I could very nearly get myself pregnant with this recklessness also irked me to no end. And there and then, I decided this would never happen again. I had gotten what I wanted. I had become a woman. This will be the last time I will be this reckless with any boy my age.
“I’m sorry, sweetheart, I didn’t plan for this to happen…things just got out of hand,” Charles tried to apologise.
I smiled wryly, looking straight into his eyes. “Are you sure you didn’t have this all planned out?” I’d thrown back at him, buttoning my blouse as I tucked it inside my skirt. He did not say anything. He knew he was lying through his teeth.
“But it’s okay, Charles,” I said to him. “Trust me, Charles, there was nothing that happened here today that I didn’t have control over. If I didn’t want you to do this, you wouldn’t have gotten anywhere near my underpants. I’m just thankful things didn’t get too reckless, you would’ve released right inside me if I didn’t stop you.”
He held my hand, a satisfied smile on his face. “I’m sorry, I’ll be more careful next time.”
I gently released my hand from his. Then, I looked straight into his eyes,” there won’t be a next time, Charles, I can guarantee you that!”
He was stunned. That was the last thing he expected to hear from me.
“Why, Rosie? What did I do? I said I was sorry I will be more careful next time,” he sounded really apologetic. But truthfully, I wasn’t bothered about that.
“Skip the apologies, Charles,” I said to him. “Now, listen, I must not hear a word of what just transpired between us from anybody, especially your friends. If I do, I guarantee you I will get some of the boys who are dying to be my friends in the neighbourhood to beat you up real good.”
He was even more stunned now. I blew him a kiss and headed towards the library door.
“Rosie, is that a threat a what?” he asked me.
I beamed him a big smile. “No, sweetheart, it’s not a threat. Not yet. For now, it’s only a warning!” Without a word more, I opened the door, looked around to be sure no one was watching, then swiftly stepped out of the room and headed to my class to pick up my bag.
