SEXCAPADE 2

SEXCAPADE...2

...Then two villagers walked pass
To take a piss,
In our condo, of all places;
Oh! What fear that gripped our soul,
I was knocked back into reality-
The sacrilege we had committed.

I held her close- in comfort,
As our hearts pound outta our chest.
There we laid, stoic, in the dead of the night;
Mute as a mute,
As we observed the drunken rantings of our potential captors,
And endured the foul smelling rain bath.
What a twist, from heaven to hell!

Then came the million dollar question- what if we get caught?
In the testimony of two, a word is established;
We couldn't possibly deny flat.
Would they resort to blackmail?
Or have their own bite of my "cake"?
Or worst case scenario, have us do the dance of shame,
And excommunicated from the village?

Time froze again!
And their urine seemed endless.
Hearts in hand, clothes still unwrapped.
Panting and sweating in terror.

...would they proceed further...
...Oh-my!
...Is that torchlight I see...
...Good Lord!
...We are done for...

Alas, they turned around,
Then we heaved a sigh of relief.
That relief was short lived,
As a phone rings...
Griiin...Griiin...Griiin...

(Shiiiit!)

It gets louder...

Griiiiin...Griiiiiin...Griiiiiiiiiin...

One of them who had gone ahead looked back,
Towards our corner,
Tryna make the origin of the sound.

Oh no...we have been made!

Oh yes, we were made;
Made to feel abit at ease,
As the other partner picks-up, and walks away...

P.S
Then I muttered #sacrilege
And she asks, 'what is sacrilege?'
I answered...what we have just done.

Mbonu Eric...ⓒ2017.