"Baby that's you!".
The voice of my girlfriend brought me back to reality. The old man dishing out call-up letters had just called my name.
My girlfriend was more nervous than I was. I met her during my extra year, when Rita graduated and left for service. She was the best thing that happened to me during the extra long year. We were almost cohabiting all through.
After samuel and all other of my friends left for service early the next year, I sold off most of our belongings; home theatre, tv, rug and foam to raise fund for my school fees. The little I had left, I used it to rent a very cheap accommodation; one of the worst off camp hostels at school.
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In order not to deviate this story more, and make it unnecessary long, I will cut this part, it will be contained in another work of mine: A full story I will publish much later:
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Unlike Rita, my present girl friend was too dedicated and devoted in the relationship. The relationship meant more than just dating for her. According to her, it was a serious affair that could lead 'somewhere', at least that's what she tells her friends.
I was fascinated by the way she treated me, it was as if her world revolved around me. Its always 'honey what will you eat', 'honey what will I get for you when I come back' etc.
It was her idea that we work our service to the same camp. Then with the help of people she knew, we could do our primary assignment at the same place. It sounded like a great idea, but I wasn't crossing my fingers.
But as I heard the old man call my name the second time, my heart skipped a bit.
Moment of truth!
This is all I've been standing in the sun for six hours for.
I moved towards him and climbed the small stair case leading to his table.
"Photocopy", he said and I handed him a duplicate of my statement of result. I couldn't help but scan through the page with my eyes as he did same. All six years in school just for that piece of paper.
. . .Satisfied the examiners and senate of the bla bla bla. . .
. . .award of the degree of Bachelor of Engineering in bla bla bla. . .
and has been awarded Second Class Honours (Lower Division). . .
. . .the degree will be conferred on you at the next bla bla bla. . .
Seeing the 2-2 was annoying!
"I D card", the man asked again and I gave him mine. He kept scanning through it. I didn't mind, he could take an hour, it has gotten to my turn already, I don't care.
"Sign here".
I signed and he handed me the callup later.
I moved aside as he called the next name. I opened it and scan through the page hastily:
. . .Provisions of decree No. 51 of 16th June, 1993 bla bla bla. . .
State of deployment:. . .
I looked up towards the direction of my girlfriend. She was smiling at me, anticipating that I smile back to confirm that the runs worked.
I didn't.
Because it didn't work.
State of Deployment: kogi
It was a devastating thing for my girlfriend. She was disappointed! It was sad seeing the excitement on her face few minutes ago vanish and replaced with a worrying look.
"Its ok", I told her. Its not that bad.
I didn't know what else to say. I wasn't excited about kogi, neither was I really looking forward to Lagos. I was totally indifferent about the program.
But kogi? Of all states? I didn't know anything about kogi, I only see it on the country's map, somewhere above the river niger.
We left the students affairs block and headed home. It was friday afternoon, and camp was to open tuesday next week. We were to travel to our respective homes the next day, saturday and get ready for camping. She had all things sorted out; according to her, I was to come to lagos on monday, then she would lodge me in a guest house, then we will spend the night together, and head to lagos camp together. She had all things worked out; but her plans had been thwarted by this very disturbing development.
It was obvious that she was disturbed by this, as shown by her that evening when we went to eat out. She had been quite all through the day; so quite that I wished her lagos plans for me had worked out. At least so she could be happy. I tried consoling her, but she knows better. I already told her about Rita and I, how the relationship ended because she graduated. I already informed her that I don't do long distance relationships.
"I am way too young to be meshed into the complexities of long relationships", I had told her once.
She knew, and I made it obvious that out of sight, was out of mind for me. I guess that was what worried her most. She thought the relationship was going to end once we hit our respective camps;
She was very right!
Our lovemaking that night was very passionate and intense. It was our last night at the room. We had packed all our things, the room was to be taken over by my girl's cousin. We had a long discussion on the possibility of keeping the relationship. She was leading me on, and I dare not add to her sorrow by rejecting the option.
"It will work out", she said to me, "we will always keep in touch, calls, text, its just three weeks".
- No, its a full one year - I thought to myself.
"You can re-deploy to lagos after the camp".
"Yes, I will work towards that".
- No, I wasn't going to do that -
I had to agree with her plans. At least for now. She had a good heart, a simple girl with simple needs. No complications, just too straightforward. She was the one that reduced the agony in my heart when I was wailing in pains for the extra year. The least I could do for her was to grant her the wishes of her heart; at least verbally.
I believe things have a way of sorting themselves out. Nature has a way of adjusting itself to accommodate changes. She will get used to us being apart.
"Le chatelier's principle: when an external constraint is imposed on a system in equilibrium, the system will adjust to annul the effect of this constraint".
This is one of the important principles governing mechanical plant design. It can still apply to our situation now: only that in our own case, this external constraint will certainly create a large gap and no matter how we adjust, we may not be able to annul the effect of this constraint.
We clutched each other for some minutes. She held me tight, like I was going to run away if she looses her grip.
We found each other's mouth quite naturally and started kissing. Her warm tongue surfing inside my mouth like it was looking for something it left there. She closed her eyes as we kissed more. We jumped out of our clothes like they were on fire. The kissing continued as we held each other and kissed more. I reached for her bre'a'st and caressed them. Her nipp'les were hard and thick. I stroke them lightly, traced my tongue down her throat and down to her nip'le'. She let out a deep breathe as I sucked the nippl'e's. She held my head and pressed them hardly on her ni'p@les, raising her hips on the process, trying to rub her clit on me. I helped her by moving my hands down her thighs. Then with the pants still on, I rubbed her clit as I felt them swell. I pulled off the pants, there were traces of wetness across it. Her laps were wet, her clit was swollen, her nip'le's were hard. She was passionately ready for s'ex. She reached for my d'kk and eased it out of the boxers. She rubbed the tip as I sucked on her ni"ple's. My d'kk was so hard and the caress she was giving it was driving sweet sensations over me.
I patted her legs wide, rubbed the tip of my di'kk on her clit a few times, she jerked her hips forward in anticipation. Then I placed it lower, into the entrance of her c'un't, then in one swift thrust, I was deep inside her already wet c'un't.
I slammed in and out of her in quick successions. She was encouraging me by pushing my hips, and raising her legs up anytime I thrust in. I knelt on the bed, held both of her legs above my shoulders as I thrust in more. She moaned out loudly, twisting her head from side to side in excitement. The swirl of her hips was vicious as she moved it against me to receive my thrust. I ensured I made a little twist of my waist while thrusting, and withdrew in an anti-clockwise direction. The twist and whine was driving her crazy as she moans with pleasure. She removed her legs from my shoulders, rested it on the bed and sat up a bit, holding my neck with her both arms to support herself. The elevated position ensured that her clit made full contact with the shaft of my dic'kk as I thrust into her with reckless abandon. She threw her head backwards and moaned loudly with each thrust. I held her thighs to support her, enabling me to push her hips forward towards me as I slam my d'ckk into her. Her c'un't was almost swallowing up all the lenght of my d'kk with each thrust.
Then she started moving vigorously, bouncing on my di'kk as her br'e'ast bounced recklessly in the process. She was whining her hips and bouncing on my di'kk so fast as she climaxed. She eased her hands off my neck, threw herself back and rested her back on the wall, with her hands raised up and resting on the wall. I pined the hips on the wall, supported them with my hands and rammed into her continuously. Her tongue found my nip'p'le on the process and she teased them softly as I fu'ckk her pined on the wall. The ar'se was bouncing off the wall, meeting me halfway of my thrust to envelope my dic'kk with her warm c'u'nt. Her soft tongue teased my ni'pl'le as the muscles of her c'u,nt worked miracles on my d'kkk. I came so strongly into her and eased her off the wall. We lied side by side, holding each other.
Few minutes later, she was crying.
I was almost falling asleep when the hush cry sounds alerted me. She was trying to hold back the tears. Tears flowed freely from her eyes to wet my hands, which she rested her head with.
I held her close to my chest as she burst out into full cry. I waited patiently for her to let it out. It had been accumulating since the afternoon when I received my callup. There was no need trying to console her or ask her to stop. Best thing was to give her a shoulder to cry on.
Few minutes later, she stopped crying. I still held her and rubbed her back.
She looked me into my eyes, with still reddish eyes, and a broken voice and said.
"This is the end of the road for us".
It wasn't a question. It was a comment.
I nodded in agreement. At long last, she has come to realize it wasn't going to work out. That once we part to our various camp, it was really the end.
"I will miss you so much". She said.
I couldn't agree more. But life has to continue. Nature does not tolerate vacuum, someone else was going to replace her in my heart, likewise me in her heart. It was that simple!
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We slept off, and in the morning of the next day, we both left Nnamdi Azikiwe University, Awka, Anambra state for our respective homes, where we would stay and prepare for camp.
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