Must Read: The Repentant Virgin - Season 1 - Episode 14

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Must Read: The Repentant Virgin - Season 1 - Episode 14

“Good morning, am sorry to disturb your sleep. I just need someone to talk to.” she said I nodded “No problem” But I wondered what was so serious that she would walk into a man’s room at that time of the night.

She walked in and sat beside me on the bed.
Then she told me something that surprised me. She said Rachel was not really a virgin as she claims, that she actually sleeps around and in fact
she is a love-addict but she is just keeping me as a future guy that she can marry. I didn’t believe Bimpe, I accused her that she is just been jealous. She said she she is jealous but that she is
telling the truth. She said every Sunday she used to come home when their parents were not around with one guy from her school
called Johnson.

I became alarmed and asked her to describe the
guy.

The description fit perfectly with my friend Johnson, my roommate.

An anger rose in me as I thought about it. So the
bastard had been banging my girlfriend while acting like a good friend.

But I still didn’t believe Bimpe fully. There was only one way to find out; ask from Johnson and Rachel.

The following morning, Rachel hadn’t woken up before I sneaked out of the house.

I went straight to Johnson’s house in Ikeja and
asked him about it. He denied it initially but eventually confessed that they started strafing when she came to tell him that I was too
slow in banging her that I was dulling her moves.
I was so angry that I it him.

We had a fight that day that gave me a bloodied nose.

Rachel called later in the evening and started crying, trying to apologize. I cut the phone and deleted her phone no.

I felt so angry, and betrayed. My Rachel whom I had thought was the purest, most innocent girl in the world was actually a biatch
stabbing me in the back.

Throughout the week I was miserable.

I had to leave Lagos and travel down to my family house in a South-west city
One New Year’s Day I made a resolution that I would not trust any girl anymore.

I would not even have a girlfriend. It’s all over,
there is no reason searching for love, trying to stay innocent.

What came to my mind was to f—ck the next girl I la!d my hands on. I would seek pleasure anywhere I found it and nobody would
stop me. But first I had to get rid of this silly virginity.

The following evening I hit the streets. I located the most popular brothel in town. Today I was going to lose my innocence.