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It was March 26th, 2015 as I can vividly recall. I started my industrial training(I. T) which was part of the reason I felt it was time to explore, time to come out of my shell and test the waters so as not to keep feeling the usual oddness I felt when discussions about the female folks and escapades with them came up in a gathering of male friends.

I was a shy guy, a book-warm(also known as nerd), I rarely kept male friends because I literally had little or no time for them and I didn't have a girl friend or female friends in general because I knew I was too naive, unexposed and had low self esteem to even approach any. I didn't know how to break loose of these chains, but this time around, owing to the reduced educational workload and being in a new environment for my I. T, I was willing to take a bold step and venture wholeheartedly into matters surrounding the opposite sex, I wanted a girlfriend, a spoilt one at that to teach and show me how to be a real man with girlfriend responsibilities, I wanted to lose my virginity and I wanted to have the boldness to share my own experiences with the opposite sex in the gathering of male friends, I wanted to feel among...

Soon, I was done processing my papers with the company I tendered my application, located at Agulu, Anambra State, Nigeria and I was asked to officially resume work the following week. Being a potential biochemist, I was posted to a laboratory that pretty much had high relevance to my course of study and very conducive for work.

Occasionally, after a month to be precise, I. T students were shuffled to new labs within the company to acquire new knowledge and of course, there were many students from different universities in the company. This was when I met Angela, tall, beautiful, fair in complexion, well endowed with portable lady features both at the front and back views. In fact, she was drop dead gorgeous with a perfect smile. She was newly posted to my lab and from the very first day I saw her, I just knew she had to be mine.

Being a shy and naive type of guy with no experience of the best way to woo a girl, I still decided to give it my best shot regardless. So I started by moving my chair from the corner of the lab I normally worked in, to the corner she worked in. I would finish my task and help with hers' as well. I did virtually everything for her and for two good months, I still couldn't say a word about how I felt.

Angela was not just pretty, she was smart enough to read the signs of who I was even though I was careful enough to not give a clue in all our lengthy conversations.

I wasn't handsome, neither was I going to make the list of an ideal girl's dream man, but I became quite sure that Angela was falling for me and falling pretty fast. If I wasn't going to make the move, she would and I could see the signs. She invited me over to her place on a weekend, which I honoured, she made lunch and we ate while we listened to the cool music playing from her sound system. It was now evening and the atmosphere became cozy, her tune changed to bed room voice as we sat in close proximity. Just then, Angela surprised me, she held me by the neck and gave me this passionate kiss, it was like a dream come true. It wasn't my first time of kissing neither was I an expert at it, but I reciprocated in a way that made her want more. Just like in the movies, it all happened so fast, we were both stack naked on the bed and Angela was giving me a blowjob. At that moment, I couldn't describe how I felt, but I knew I was in another world, probably cloud nine as people would say.

Angela made me know how sensitive a man's nipples could be as she constantly rolled her tongue on it. She rode me like a horse till ejaculation, after which I became so weak and slept in her arms. I woke up the next morning a happy/fulfilled man and my love for Angela knew no bounds. She had treated me the way no other girl has, she understood my fears, she had opened my eyes to the male and female body chemistry, she had broken my virginity and celibacy strike. I wasn't sure I could get another girl like Angela if she ever left me and soon, my love turned into obsession.

I could no longer stay a day without having to spend few hours from it with Angela. I frowned sternly at any call she received from any guy in my presence, I checked her text messages and chats on all social media regularly, i followed her to work and back to her place on a daily basis, sometimes, I would seize her phone just to make sure I scare away any guy trying to woo her.

I knew I was over the edge with Angela but I couldn't help it. One day, I had to beat Angela mercilessly with my belt for standing and talking with a male co-worker/I.T student after work hours and making me to wait. On another occasion, I gave her the beating of her life for rejecting my call and refusing to call back. All these were just to instill fear in her so she would never think of cheating or leaving for any other guy, but I got it all wrong. In as much as I apologized and bought gifts for her after every episode of beating, Angela was no more the Angela I knew when we first started.

The handwriting on the wall was becoming clearer that Angela was getting fed up as she occasionally reported me at work to our supervisors. I was warned to stay clear of Angela or quit my industrial training. This warning was a juvenile case for me as I was ready to quit my Industrial training for Angela.

Few weeks later, after quitting my I. T and stalking Angela, with calls, text messages and letters at her door step, asking her to forgive me and give our relationship another chance, the Nigerian police was involved. I was now issued an official warning by the police to stay clear of Angela or face the wrath of the law. At this point, I became helpless, I bought and drank bottles of high percentage alcohol with hopes to forget my sorrow.

"if I wasn't going to have Angela, then I can't be alive to watch another guy have her"... I thought to myself and resolved to committing suicide. I rushed to the drug store in the neighborhood and purchased rat poison. Then I got back to my room, opened the bottle of rat poison and was about drinking when I heard someone shouting my name... "DESMOND! DESMOND!! DESMOND!!!... WILL YOU GET UP FROM THERE AND PREPARE FOR CHURCH? WE ARE RUNNING LATE ALREADY!".

Then I woke up to realize it was all a dream and my mom was furious at me for over sleeping.

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