She was an intern at my place of work and damn, I had a glowing crush on her that I almost became her puppet, this was a crush like no other, it didn’t fade and didn’t flicker either, she had me in a bottle I guess.
Mariah was her name, an angel of sorts, the kind of girl that never put on trousers or long dresses, it was always her and her short dress, flaunting her yellow pimple-less thighs and I bet she often went by the rule of Wednesday, no panties.
Forget about Nyanzi, her breasts were much more ball shaped and her nipples often escaped her bra-less tops, but often moved in circles when she walked and her voice sounded like a distant moan in my ears. I wanted her to be mine, at least for a week or two, I wanted to be the guy that wakes up besides, her, the guy that cuddles her back to sleep, the guy that is responsible for her insane moans and groans but she didn’t see me in that angle, so I employed a killer technique, negging.
I stopped caring and I really didn’t give her much attention so she started getting worried, I blasted her whenever I could and I was never on her side, I refused to agree to the fact that she was beautiful like everyone at office did(At least I didn’t tell her openly).
Friday she calls me for a party in her room at Nana Hostel in Kikoni, on reaching their, the party was for two, just me and her.
It was my time to shine, I drunk mildly as she tried her best to get wasted, for starters she had already told me that she liked me and that she wanted me on top of her rather than having an amateur in bed. She was a virgin and she was a lesbian, I honestly like lesbians, they just turn me on dramatically.
But she wanted to do it when drunk, I made sure she got her portion, and when I got between her thighs, she moaned as I feasted on her, she was my dinner.