AGAINST THE ODDS – Episode 6: Delilah

 

   Elorm sauntered seductively into the room and planted a kiss on the lip of the mummified young man.

     “I am all yours”, she whispered romantically into his left ear. “You can have me!”

     Mawufemor shuddered under the damsel's skilled caresses; his desire had suddenly increased tenfold. At that time, all he could think about was the delight of losing himself in the enthralling beauty of the exquisite creature before him. According to ancient civilisations, every man has two brains: one above (in the head) and one below (in his manhood), and they cannot both function at the same time. This was exactly the case with Mawufemor right now!

     “Elorm! Elorm!!”Daddy called from the hallway!

     Before she eventually responded to her father's summons, Elorm tiptoed into her chamber and wrapped a cover cloth around her alluring body.

     “What took you so long?” the father asked. “You were on the phone with those stupid boyfriends of yours again, isn’t it?”

     “Aah Daddy, nooo!” She interjected.

 “Don’t interrupt me when I talk! Stupid girl!”             

     She stood with her arms folded across her chest and a pout on her face, waiting to hear what the father had to say.

 “Now listen up”, the father started.

     "As you are aware, we have a visitor at this residence." He is a young man who has encountered a great deal of hardship in his life. Please, my daughter, I beseech you. Don't go bothering him!"

 “But Daddy…!”

 “Don’t interrupt!”

     "Now, make sure you've dressed appropriately at all times. When going to the bathroom, do not wrap towels or cover clothes around yourself. Number two, don't wear revealing shorts when washing clothes or cooking. The third rule is that you must not pump your breasts or wear tight clothing that exposes your body. "Did I make myself clear?"

     She replied in a nasal tone, "Yes Daddy," and strutted away before her father could release her.

     As she walked away, her father exclaimed, "Amemabumabu!" in their local Ewe dialect. This was his favourite remark for her obstinate youngster, which simply meant "disrespectful."

     Meanwhile, Mawufemor, alone in the room, seemed lost in thought, as though reciting a soliloquy.

    “Eii! What just nearly happened? Was I going to sleep with the pastor’s daughter? Oh, Mawufemor! You never seem to be far from trouble! Hmm. This girl will make her parents drive me out of this house o! Hmmm!”

 

    Mawufemor did his best to stay out of trouble for the next two days. Elorm, on the other hand, continued to plot when she would launch her next attack. She appeared to be a predator with razor-sharp instincts who knew exactly how to catch her prey. The prey had done a lot of research on the predator and had evolved instincts to avoid being eaten by it, just as the predator had evolved. This, however, was not to last long.

    He was left alone at home on the third day of his arrival in the Amemuveve's home after Mawufemor and her parents had gone to school and work, respectively. He decided to properly clean the entire house before doing some laundry. But within an hour after their departure, Elorm emerged from nowhere!

“Elorm! What are you doing here?”

"Oh, my beloved Femor, why? Aren't you happy seeing me?"

“Please Elorm, your parents have been good to me. Don’t make me ungrateful to them!”

“Oh! Who is talking about being ungrateful? Love is such a beautiful thing!”

“Please Elorm, let’s not do this!”

“Oh, come on! Even my parents would be pleased that their stubborn daughter has found a responsible man!"

“Elorm, please!”

    Elorm yelled in despair, "Fine!" as she retreated to her room. "It is your fault if anything horrible happens to me because I loved you and you refused to love me back!"

    Mawufemor's face flushed. For him, coming to this house has turned into a nightmare. He thought about it for a few moments before returning to his work.

    Suddenly, he heard a loud thud followed by a desperate scream and a plea for help. It was coming from Elorm's room. He burst through Elorm's door at the speed of light. Instinctively, he entered the room without knocking, but Elorm was not there.

    Elorm muttered, "I am here, my love," from behind the door where she was hiding. She closed the door by pushing it shut and buried the key in her bra.

“Come to it if you wish to go out!”

“Elorm, please! I beg you in the name of God, don’t do this!”

"Do not beg, my love. I am a spoiled child who always gets whatever she wants, and that includes you!"

“Please I can’t do this. Your parents will kill me!”

"There is nothing they can do. Moreover, if you refuse, I will shout that you are raping me, and the neighbours will rush in!"

“Elorm, that’s not fair. You cannot do that!” Mawufemor stammered as he tried to free himself from her grip and keep off her soft tissues.

“You want to bet? Ok, let’s see then!”

    Elorm tore her spaghetti top and messed up her hair.  She then continued to jump on the bed, attempting to crumple it. Mawufemor merely stood there, trying to figure out what she was about. When she was finished, she charged straight at him, grabbing his lacklustre Arsenal jersey and ripping it apart!

    Mawufemor sensed danger at this point. He attempted to utilize his masculinity to keep this Eve's daughter from causing more havoc. For the next fifteen minutes, they battled on their feet and the floor. Elorm had managed to pull down her prey's shorts, as well as his boxer shorts, displaying the full wrath of his turgid phallus, which she was desperately attempting to touch. Her bra clip had snapped in the process, displaying a magnificently voluptuous set of melons. The scenario had changed to a lady in her underwear—no bra—and a gentleman in a ripped jersey with a phallus dangling willy-nilly.

    Elorm began screaming as she realized she was losing the struggle.

“Rape! Rape!! Help me!!! He is raping me!!!”

    Fortunately or unfortunately, all of the neighbours appear to have left for work. However, she continued to cry and struggle to subdue her prey, much like an antelope attempting to subdue a lion.

“Help me o! He is raping me o! Help o! Help o!”

Suddenly, there were six bangs on the door in quick succession!

“Open this door!”

 

TO BE CONTINUED…