Chapter 239: Break in Transmission

After saying this, mom went to aunty Paula and dragged her away from where she was sitting wig her husband, and they both laughed and played as they strolled out of the sitting room to the kitchen, fake dad and Mr. Bright looked at each other and immediately had a peal of unanimous laughter.

Well, for me, I was somehow happy with mom's decision today, I will have to spend more time with Cynthia today, it was the twenty-seventh day of December, it was still a holiday so no one was going to work today. At this juncture, Mr. Leight stood up from where he sat and came to fake dad's place, I bet they have come to gossip mom, I was certain of this because fake dad asked Cynthia and me to go assist mom in the kitchen, they definitely wanted us to excuse them so they can comfortably gossip the ladies, so hesitatingly, we dragged our feet as we walked towards the kitchen where mom and aunty Paula were, the two women were also gossiping. I was like "what is going on in this house? Is this now like a gossip center?" 

"Hey! What are you two doing here? Please go and disturb your father."

Aunty Paula said immediately she saw us at the kitchen door, they didn't even allow us in.

"We were asked to come and assist?"

Cynthia responded

"Who asked?"

Mom asked

"Fay...Uncle Matt." 

So I said, I almost said Fake dad, but I stopped because Cynthia and her mom who were there with us at the moment. 

"Oh, so typical of Matthew, well, you guys can not stay here neither, we are having ladies talk."

Mom said.

"But I am a lady, why not I stay with you, and we all do the lady's talk and Damian goes and meet dad and uncle Matt for their men talk?"

Cynthia asked looking rather curious.

"Hahaha, look at this one, please two of you should leave here, you and who will be doing the lady's talk, you kids should go and disturb someone else, go do anything and anywhere, but definitely not here."

Aunty Paula said, and we both left the kitchen with Cynthia brooding.

We were sharply attacked by the uncles when we approached the sitting room, the attack was really quick and harsh.

Hey! I thought you were told to go and assist your mamas?"

Mr. Bright asked. Now Cynthia found herself stammering like a thief caught in the act.

"We... We... W... We were asss... Asked by mom not to come near the kitchen."

Cynthia said quite shaky. Like seriously she was very scared of her dad, yet she love him more than anything 

"Are you thinking what I am thinking?

Fake dad asked looking rather suspicious, he made this funny face that made him look like one villain from a cartoon character. 

" I think I am, the girls are gossiping about us."

So said Mr. Bright. He also made that funny look, but he only looked like one thinking of something, the two uncles had one thing in common at the moment, they look hilariously suspicious.

"Now you two should just go somewhere and do your things, go and do some gossip, look for one unfortunate fellow from your school and gossip him or her."

So . Bright said. 

"Yes, let us go and talk about Jennifer." 

Cynthia said. In my mind I was like, 'Jennifer?' Why do we have to gossip about Jennifer? What do I even know about her? Why must it be Jennifer, at that moment I just knew that the discussion will never end well.

"Yes, go and gossip Jennifer."

Fake dad said and turned to his friend laughing more like mocking.

"But... What if I don't want to talk about her? Must it be her?"

I asked, I was actually asking Cynthia but fake dad who knew not who this Jennifer is concluded that we must talk about her, he was just saying it because he want us out of their way.

"You must discuss about her, now go."

So he said.

Yeah, I will like us to talk about her."

So said Cynthia, she held me by the hand and dragged me into my room. The room was actually dark, with no light on and the window curtains were all down making the room quite dark and gloomy. 

"Why is the room this dark?"

Cynthia asked as we got into the room. I quickly reached for the light switch and on the light before going for the window curtains, I gradually pushes the one side, now letting the morning sun penetrate and illuminate the room after I had parted the window curtains, I then reached for the switch and turned the light off, the sun right enough for us.  Cynthia before I was even done with the light thing, she was already on the bed.

"Wow, do you know that I do not even recognize how soft this bed is, I just realized now."

Cynthia said as she sat pressing the bed. Well, it's true, the bed was quite soft, I really love it, and seeing Cynthia sit on the bed and hearing her talk about how soft the bed was, only one thing can come to my mind, and that is to drill sweet juice from her juicy well. Ignorant of what I got in my corrupt little mind, she just laughed joking about how soft it was, little did she know that I have already gone far with my crazy wild thoughts.

Right at that moment, everything I see about Cynthia was just too alluring and sensual, every singly sexy part of her became so conspicuous, every line of her face became visible as she smile, as a matter of fact, she was talking but I was not hearing anything she was saying, I just kept on smiling at her as if I was truly smiling with her. Her plumpy lips so link, if I do not know her well, I will say that she had applied before leaving her house this morning. The two bumps on her chest, the like the twin pyramid of Gaza, and the most alluring part of it was the fact that she was not wearing a bra, her nipple was visibly pointing at me, straight pointing to my eyes, as if the got mouth, u hear them crying out and being me for a suck. And as she spoke and laughed, the both bounced like the feet of Mike Tyson. I was just admiring and lusting over her when I got a spank on my head.

"Where did you keep your mind? And why we're you smiling like one newly mad person."

She asked me as she hit my head with her soft palm. Like seriously, I was totally lost, someone right in my front shaped my head and I never saw her raise her hand, what is my problem, so I thought.

"I am asking, I said tell me, between Jennifer and I who do you think is sexier looking?"

Cynthia asked, it happens that she had been asking me this question for quite a while before she spanked me to bring back my attention since my quietness proved that my mind was far from home.

"Sorry, you and Jennifer?"

I asked.

"Hmm... So you think she is sexier, you think she is sexier, hmm, on na, go and marry her."

Cynthia said looking angry, for God's sake, what sought of insecurity is this? I just asked her a question and all she was supposed to do was to clarify me, I didn't understand her question, and she just flared up, saying all sorts of things.

"Common honey, why will you even think of such, I did not understand you. That was why I asked you. You know there is no way Jennifer could ever match your beauty, you and I know."

So I said. 

"Damian, do not act like you no longer understand English, I never asked you of beauty, I asked you of sexiness. I said who do you think is sexier?"

Cynthia said.

"Sexiness? Common baby, you are the sexiest girl I have ever met."

I said, common, do patronize me, you and I know that you are just saying it to make me feel better."

"What? Make you feel better? Common look at me, no, look at me, I am Damian, Damian Chibuzor, Do I look like the guy that will settle for any less beautiful or less sexy girl? My love, I came for you because you are the best, the sexiest, and the hottest, even the species. Trust me, honey, you have got no comparison, you are the most beautiful woman that God had ever created, but of course, one woman is prettier than you, and that is my mom."

So I said and we both burst into laughter.

"You are a mad person you this son of the sea."

Cynthia said.

"Son of the sea? Hmm... That is new." 

So I said in response to what she said. For a fact, 'son of the sea', that was literally the first time I heard that, but it somehow sounded nice. 

"Yeah, it's ok, continue with the praising."

Cynthia said hilariously. For a fact, she was funny, she was enjoying the praises, I only just recognized that she used me, she intentionally started that talk so that I can praise her.

"Hmm... I think I will call you "Phas",  yes, Phas, don't border checking the dictionary because you won't find it, I just made it up, Phas simply mean Pretty Hot And Sexy. Yeah, P H A S, Phas, this work which I just found is the right word to explain your beauty, you are just pretty, hot, and sexy." 

So I said, this word "Phas", really got her deep, that fact that it was a word that I coined purposely for her made it even more precious to her. 

"Awwn... I love this, Phas, I will like you to use it often on me."

So she said looking all softened. Now I walked to her and sat at the bed with her, seeing me on the bed with her she felt weakened, she started acting all soft and shy again like it wasn't her, she brought her eyes and with her left finger she picked the right. 

"Cindy, you know I love you right, you are the most beautiful girl that I know, everything about you ignites a spark, you are so amazingly perfect, my mom often say that no one is perfect, with you, the case is different, you are just so perfect. Starting from your hair, down to your toe, you are perfect."

I said to her, I complimented her in many ways.

"Your lips, they are so plumpy and succulent looking."

So I said with my hands on her lips, as my hand got to her lips, she flipped out her tongue out and gave it a lick, the licking gave me this strong erection, looking at her eyes as she did this, it had all gone deem while mine had only dilated. Now I held her face with my both hands with my planted in her, I brought my lips closer to hers with the eye contact still unbroken. It was a great rush when our lips finally met, she held me so right as we kisses so passionately as our lives depended on it. But just as the kissing was going on, with my hands playing all over her body, like a piano, I played every sensual key on her body, making her dance to the tone of the sexual best which I make with my magic hands and lips. But just as everything was heating up, once again we heard our names called.

Cindy and Damian, breakfast is served."

So mom said, and like a switch, we quickly killed the mood, and ran it after making sure we look good and poised. I really wondered why they had to call us now.