Things Fall Apart. A dilemma; Part 1
It wasn't Sandra's wish to be a prostitute but she was anyway.
Her mum had died when she was 16, her dad was a popular drunk in her home town and her siblings were so starved that they scouted the dump site for bad food.
Sandra knew if she continued to wait, bad things were bound to happen.
Sandra was afraid of being raped and abused so she spoke to Tope who tutored her on survival tactics as a prostitute.
She wanted to avert those bad things so she did the bad things.
"Don't ever allow any animal pour his thing inside you and go and do family planning" Tope warned after telling Sandra a few things to know.
She warned Sandra not to allow any man's ejaculation in her body and also to get some contraceptives.
Sandra was out on her first her first date when Timi pulled over to pick her up.
When the car stopped in front of Sandra, she looked at Tope to get an approval.
Tope nodded with a smile and asked her to be assertive.
Sandra had never been with a total stranger her whole life. She looked at Timi with fear and kept her gaze at his diamond crusted watch.
Timi didn't say a word until he got to the hotel.
Sandra remembered Snadra's rule so she kept her gazed at Timi trousers when he stopped the car at the garrage.
She then feably ask the question; "You fit handle me with this shikini thing?"
Sandra wished she didn't even begin this but it was herr only way out.
Timi smiled and said, "na you go die this night."
That was the statement that got to Sandra's head. She fells to her knees and begged to go.
To be continued.
This is in an attempt to sharpen my story telling skills.
Stay tuned till tomorrow for the next part of the story.
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