5

His prayer to me was how I saw myself wearing a scarf that covered my face, standing in front of a resort on a chilly Monday afternoon.

My body was dried as a result of the harmattan in November and my lips were a little bit cracked from the effect of the effect of the wind blowing in my direction. I applied my apple lip gloss again to keep my lips from breaking.  Other than that i wore no makeup. He liked it when i looked natural especially when i was coming to see him. He claimed that make up made me look older than 16 and he wanted me to look 16.

Funny i used to disagree with him. I felt that since I was 16  nothing i did could make me look older. People even commented on my age a lot  they told me i looked younger than my age.

My fair skin shown white and with how slim i was i could very well be mistaken for a ghost. I was so small and he loved how small i was.

I wondered if he was a pedophile or maybe he simply fancied me? He definitely liked me and he wasn't a pedophile. He couldn't be right? There were a lot of young girls who threw themselves at him but he chose me. Me. He cares about me not my age.

I exhaled deeply trying to get as much air as i could as i finally stepped down from the taxi. The wind hit me bad and i shuddered then I wrapped myself tighter with the scarf.

I paid him the exact amount he called for me without pricing. He glared at me suspiciously but said nothing other than thank you before he drove off, after all i paid him very well.

I stood at the gate for a few minutes. Counting and waiting for my heart to stop racing uncontrollably.

No matter how much air i took in I still couldn't control my heart beat. It was like my heart had a mind of it's own and he was the master. Whenever I knew he was close my heart jumped for joy not minding that I would be affected by such joyful gestures.

It was fine though i didn't mind much as long as my heart jumped for him and no other.

After some minutes of futile attempts to tame my heart i finally gave up on trying. It was useless. As long as i knew that he was here, so close my heart couldn't be calm.

So amidst the thump thump of my heart i walked into the resort.

The resort was like I expected. Big, safe and secure. It's building massive enough to be awed by and small enough to feel at home.

I never expected anything less from him. When he told me of the resort he built for us i didn't expect anything less than the beauty in front of me. His soul was class as classy as his taste was.