Chapter 1
A GLANCE OF PASSION
Written by: Tapiwa David Mwape Vol 1
Dumbstruck by her beauty my mind wondered off and I lusted for her even more. As she got closer my heart began to throb as though it were going to reap out of my chest . I couldn't believe this was really happening it felt more of a dream than reality. She was light and her complexion as bright and beautiful as the cherry blossom leaves, she had red curly hair as that of a wilting rose just above her shoulders. Her hair was so ravishing, a unique color to the eye. Her lips where that of light pink which reminded me of peaches, they complemented her white teeth and with the prettiest smile my eyes had ever beheld. At that moment I was weak, it was a feeling I had never felt before, it was as though one trying to lift weights but with straw arms. I felt powerless and yet aroused at the same time.
Her body was lavishing a beauty unlike any I have ever seen. Her body shape was as though it was carved by angles and curvy in all the right places, her chest firmly stood to a 90 degree her hips broad and it was simply breathtaking. She drew closer pushed me on the bed gently, ''in my mind I thought she must be aroused too". She then came down to my height slowly on her hands and knees in a flirty manner and all I could think about was how the position showed her cleavage. I gulped loudly as I couldn't hold back my feelings any longer and my next thought was, " I going to show her the passion I kept hidden in my heart. She smirked at me seductively as though she knew what I was thinking, but that didn't matter as I decided to take this chance and make my move…
I recently shifted to Lusaka city in Lusaka province from Ndola on the copperbelt province. Everything thing there was new to me such as the language they used. On the copperbelt people spoke Bemba due to the majority of the Bemba speaking tribe habiting that part of the country. It was a new experience for me, as I would be required to learn the new language of called Chewa. It honestly seemed boring and exhausting as I would also have to know the common places and conveniences of the area. Living here was a choice I had to make after the company I worked for decided to expand and I was chosen to be one of the people chosen to set it up.
After two days of unpacking my luggage I decided to look around and familiarize myself with the new city. I wore my brown jumper, a white shirt, grey sweatpants and grey Crocs. I decided to take a walk along the street of my house called Long Arces, it was populated by supermarkets, malls , banks and a football pitch around the neighborhood it seemed to be owned by a local academy. The street was also filled with street vendors of which one can spot every twenty meters from the last vendor. They sold all kinds of merchandise from food, accessories and home utensils at an affordable price.
Half an hour passed and my stomach began rumbling so I decided to make a U-turn at one of the supermarkets and that's where I first saw her, My Mystery lady standing at the entrance of the building of the supermarket. She wore a fur coat dark colored that covered her shoulders and lower body to her knees. Inside she wore some kind of green half top shirt, a see through, one could notice she had no bra on, it was green in color. She wore light blue ripped jeans with shades of white. It exposed her thighs and knees that got me zoning out at first glance. Her feet where covered by brown fury boots. I stood there stirring at her in silence, I was so lost that I didn't realized I was drooling until a stranger bumped into me and asked if I was alright. " Say something to her," I said to myself but my legs were frozen to the spot my knees shaking and my palms sweating. "Come on David you can do this". She is just a lady like any other, just approach and say hi and we'll see where the story goes from there.
After gathering all the courage I mastered up, I finally moved and looked her direction to my surprise she had already left with no trace. At that time I lost my appetite and decided to head home. "Great, you blew it man," at your age failing to approach a lady. I thought I overcame my fear of ladies in high school. So I guess old habits don't die that easily. Anyway it must be hunger that caused all that because my stomach had been groaning due to my time unpacking.