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At The Sleepover


Usually, when I say I don’t like people, it sounds like pride but what was I expecting it to sound like anyway? Me sef. I’m a person who likes boys, I prefer male friends so I have a lot of them. I don’t spend time with these guys because I’m an indoor person and you can’t really trust guys to visit. Every guy is a sharp guy but some are different, that was what I thought when I skipped a day of work to “chill” with John (not real name) in/at his house. We already chilled outdoors prior to my visit so I felt it was okay. Nigga made me lunch, fueled gen, put feem (played a movie), came close, started cuddling, rod touching my back almost and I’m like sigh so I said no more getting alone to be with boys. Anything could have happened and I would have blamed only myself.

Yimu

Just when I thought I would stick to my vows, something happened. It was a chilly evening in the land of nirvana….ok let’s get to the point. Ayo (not real name) said he’ll crash in my room after a party instead of going home so I thought what’s the big deal? Besides, I had a roommate so I didn’t expect any guy with common sense to make a move under such circumstances. Roomie and I slept on both sides of the bed so nigga was in the middle then we all slept off until…….

All I'm saying

Until I felt someone’s finger on my navel/belly button, almost travelling to my thighs and I’m like jhghjdgjhkj. So when a close friend said ‘hafar, I need somewhere quiet to be, can I come over?’ I didn’t hesitate to say no because I wasn’t ready for another touching struggle. I mean, I watch movies where people do sleep overs with friends and nothing happens. I also have had sleep overs with friends who didn’t have a touching problem so why do some of our guys have to take advantage of these moments? Or is it the fault of the females who trust too much to allow you into their space?

Do we always have to be sharp guys and don’t even give me that ‘body no be firewood’ shit?

I need your comments on this *puppy eyes*

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