You told your boyfriend you wouldn’t get intimate with him.

You knew he was ‘the one’ but wanted to wait till marriage to get physical.

One late evening, you’re in the kitchen in a tight outfit, cutting up vegetables when you heard the door shut, a bag drop, and he came behind you.

He rested his chin on your shoulder and wrapped his arms around your waist.

"Ma please..”

he whimpered in your ear

“This is torture..”