PREMATURE EJACULATION

Roseline was the third daughter of Mr. Chukwuka, a man who all his life has been humiliated by the monster, poverty. His sweat stinks of suffering, his eyes sunken like a severely dehydrated child, the palms of his hands as hard as the petrous bone and as coarse as an emery sandpaper. A handshake with him gives his occupation away. Pray not to engage him in a fight for his hand is a deadly natural weapon. His wife will explain better. She gives him a considerable interpersonal distance whenever there is a quarrel and strategically positions herself beside the exit door with her left hand clasping the nob of the metal door opener for an easy escape should her husband make a move to touch her with his steel hand, while she runs her mouth like a tap.

Ijeoma, Chukwuka's wife, had known suffering all her life, moving from a poor background where her parents could hardly afford a square meal into the hands of her husband whose life have been recked by poverty . Her fair complexion had been concealed by the scourging sun to which she is constantly exposed while toiling to augment her husband's daily income. She couldn't join the women's wing in her church owing to the huge financial obligation and show of affluence which is common among the group. Her rivals nicknamed her Mrs. Job and when they're in their unholy company one would call out to her while another would reply, 'curse God and die' but like Mary, she treasured all insults in her heart. Despite the prevailing condition she raised her daughters in modesty and gave them formal education.
Roseline was beautiful, sexy, intelligent and innocent in her thoughts. She graciously completed her tertiary education as a biochemist from the Abia State University as the second best graduating student in her set. She was amongst the first batch of graduands to undergo the one year compulsory National Youth Service Corps Program (NYSC). She was posted to Lagos, Nigeria for the exercise.
Having obtained her first degree, she thought it was time to get married and wished she would find her Mr. Right in the orientation camp as it was common notion  among youth corpers. It was as though heaven answered her prayers when Stanley Ogbaegbe came her way. It was as if she had met an angel. He was nice to her and she loved him with her body, soul and heart as he was her first love. They hung out together, did everything in common. It was all gingles in her brain the very day Stanley proposed to her. She was so emotional that she allowed her vaginity to be stripped off her that same evening (was there any reason for her to withhold her body after the proposal?).
As days went by, she became more certain of spending her whole life with her lover, in fact, she couldn't wait for the service to be over. When it was time to fill personal data for The Certificate of Service, she threw away her surname and filled in Mrs. ROSELINE OGBAEGBE.
The service year had ended, Roseline and Stanley did not see each other at the passing out parade ground. She was actively involved in the parade but missed most of the marching steps and moves while trying to spot her lover in the crowd. Midway in the activity she collapsed and was rushed to the hospital. She was confirmed pregnant. Uncertain how Stanley would react to this, she placed a call across to him but he kept turning the calls down. She eventually sent a text message across to him but his response was a shocker.
He has probably changed his phone number to prevent her from getting access to him. She has lost her dignity, her pride, her menstrual cycle, her certificate, her first love and is about to become a single parent . Tears rolled down her cheeks as she sat in the bus conveying her back to her home town. She wished she had never met Stanley but more so, that she had not by her attitude ejaculated prematurely.
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