Jailbird
Episode 30
EYRAM’S RESIDENCE, BOYS QUARTERS
It is very late when Chris approaches the Boys Quarters.
He is still running.
He had ran from Effe’s house all the way here, and he is
out of breath.
His T-shirt is soaked and plastered to his skin.
He is breathing in wheezes, and his huge frame is still
vibrating from the night’s severe torture.
His porch is dark, and as he climbs the steps to the porch a
dark figure detaches itself in the shadows and approaches
him.
He can see in the dim sky light that it is a woman. He stops
and frowns.
BAABA
(huskily)
Chris. It’s me. Babs.
CHRIS
(coldly)
It’s late, Baaba. What’re you doing here?
BAABA
I’ve been waiting for hours, Chris. I came with a taxi
because I didn’t plan to leave, and I didn’t want your
sister-in-law questioning me. She returned a few minutes
ago, and I stayed in the shadows so she didn’t see me.
Chris walks past her and inserts his key in the door lock.
CHRIS
(brusquely)
Go home, Baaba, please. I’m not in a good mood this night.
She says nothing as he goes inside.
She follows him and kicks the door shut.
Chris rips his T-shirt off and kicks off his sneakers. He pulls
his jeans down and his boxers follow shortly.
Naked and in emotional pain, he walks past her into the
bathroom, gets under the showers, and turns on the ice-cold
water.
He emerges forty minutes later, sure that she is gone.
She is not in the living-room. He locks the door and, still
naked, pads into the bedroom.
Baaba is standing near the bed.
She has taken off her dress, and she is wearing only black
p@nties and br@ with her back to him.
He stops, and as he looks at her she slips one br@ strap
down her shoulder, and then the other one.
She turns the bra round, unclasps it, and lets it fall to the
ground.
She hooks her thumbs into the edge of her p@nties, and then
she pulls them down her hips and down to her feet.
She is bent over now, her incredible behind jutting out and
up, the dark shape between her thighs sharply accentuated.
She stands up slowly and waits.
Chris shakes his head as he feels a sound like thunder in his
head, taking his mind back.
Chris sees Effe!
He sees Steve naked, erection pointing to the floor as it
wilts.
With a little m0an of pain he bridges the distance between
him and Baaba.
He clamps hot hands on her waist and pulls her into him. Her
derriere is now nestling on his enraged manh00d.
She arches her back, curls one hand around his neck, and
offers her lips to be kissed.
BAABA
(passionately)
Make me a woman, Chris, please make me a woman!
His hot lips blaze down her neck and he nibbles her earlobes
as his hands creep up and cup her firm bre@sts, his thumbs
flicking her n!pples.
She m0ans.
Chris steps back suddenly, his face tortured.
CHRIS
D–n it, Baaba! I can’t! You need gentleness, but this
night I’m savage. I can’t do this to you. My soul is
shattered, and I just want this pain to leave my heart. I’ll
just be using you, and I’ve vowed never to do that to any
woman ever again.
She turns fully into his arms, drags his head down and clamps
her hot wet lips on his.
She k!sses him fiercely, violently.
She takes his hand and slips it between her legs.
With a lost groan he caresses her inner c0re, and her body
trembles as if she is in a gale.
Her hands are clamped on his er*ction, tugging impatiently.
They fall on the bed.
He nibbles her n!pples!
She m0ans, her body going into incredible arches and curls
like a h—y snake.
He is lying on top of her.
Her legs part, and a moment later he slips into her.
Her breath catches, and her hands grip him in a choke hold.
Her thighs grip him tightly.
He grips her beautiful derriere.
She draws his head down and kisses him feverishly, in total
abandon and submission as he begins a gentle rhythmic
stroke.
He sees Effe’s face, and he m0ans, moving faster in
desperation, forcing himself to concentrate on Baaba, to drive
Effe and her pain out of his system.
She is squirming and gr0aning with pleasure beneath him.
It is a long night… and they don’t sleep till dawn…
Much later, as she sleeps the sleep of the dead, he gets off
the bed and pads to the bathroom.
Oh Effe! How could you do this to me? Oh Effe, my
precious, my treasure…
He has just made marathon love …but it is Effe he still
misses terribly, and craves for with every dot of blood in his
body!
He returns to bed and lies down.
She is curled in the foetal position, and as his hand touches
her shoulder slightly she flinches, and lashes out suddenly
with her leg, catching him solidly in the stomach, making him
grunt with pain.
She lashes out with her other foot, straight into his balls,
and this time a muffled scream escapes through his lips as he
doubles up with pain.
BAABA
(terrified)
Leave me alone, Daddy! Don’t do it,
Daddy….pleeeeeaaase!
Chris is holding his balls, gasping with pain, when she bolts
upright on the bed, her face terrified, sweat drenching her,
her wild eyes sweeping around the room.
She sees him bent in agony, and the fear leaves her face,
and she comes to him, her face contrite.
BAABA
(agonized)
Oh! Chris! Did I hurt you? I’m sorry, baby, please, forgive
me! I’m so sorry!
CHRIS
(wheezing)
It’s okay. You kicked me. But it’s okay.
She pushes him on the bed, and then she slowly massages
the knot in his belly away.
BAABA
I’m sorry, Chris. I have these nightmares sometimes, about
my father forcing me again. I’m so sorry.
Chris relaxes and smiles weakly at her.
She is trembling, but slowly she smiles at him, and tears
forms in her eyes.
CHRIS
Why are you crying? I said it’s okay.
She wipes tears from her eyes, and she smiles, and her lips
tremble.
BAABA
Oh. They’re tears of joy. I made love, with my own will,
for the very first time. You made me a woman, Chris, my
love. Thank you.
He says nothing, but the image of Steve’s er*ction intrudes
in his mind’s eye, and he shuts his eyes tightly with pain.
Baaba is running her right hand down his belly, and slowly he
opens his eyes.
She is looking shyly at his manh00d, and then she blushes
furiously and looks at his face.
BAABA
I… I haven’t really seen a penis before.
Chris chuckles then, much against his will, and a moment
later he laughs gently.
Baaba smiles nervously too, and then she puts her hand just
on top of his right thigh.
BAABA
Can …can I?
CHRIS
What?
BAABA
Touch it? Please? Can I see it?
Chris smiles and shakes his head.
CHRIS
If you want to.
She blushes furiously again, and then she turns round and
puts her face next to his loins. She reaches out, tentatively
at first, and then she touches him.
Hesitantly, slowly, unsure. She lifts him up and examines
what lies beneath.
She touches him there, lifts and weighs his scr0tal sac.
BAABA
Oh! I can feel the two balls inside! Oh! Why is the skin
loose here? Is it painful? Oh!
She bends lower, examining him, and suddenly she sits back
with a startled cry, her eyes bulging, and he looks at her
with raised eyebrows.
CHRIS
What’s it now?
She points a timid finger at him, and he looks, and he is
er*ct due to all her fondling.
BAABA
It’s …it’s up! Again!
CHRIS
Yeah. It’s because you touched me.
BAABA
(gasping)
Oh. Oh! I see!
Chris smiles and lies back again.
CHRIS
Sleep, Baaba. It’s late.
He reaches up and presses the dangling switch that puts off
the light.
She lies down carefully beside him, and a moment later he
feels her hand on his thigh, and then she grips him.
BAABA
Oh! It’s …it’s still …hard!
He says nothing.
She still holds him.
BAABA
(softly)
Can we… I want you to make love to me again.
Chris says nothing.
The initial desire is gone. His heart is now beginning to fill
up with guilt, and regret, and the pain of knowing Steve has
indeed been making love to Effe.
He had been filled with pain, a jealousy so green that if he
had stayed a second more he would have killed Steve.
He loves Effe.
It is the simple truth.
He will always love her.
And in his pain and agony, in a bid to forget the pain, he
has taken advantage of this kind girl who needs a real man,
someone who can give her total love, gentleness and
understanding.
He is not that man, because his heart is taken.
What has he just gotten himself into?
He just cannot bear to hurt Baaba. She is a traumatized
victim of an abusive and incestuous father.
She needs and deserves more than he can give.
He gasps with surprise when he feels Baaba moving all over
him, and in a moment she is astride him, and slowly settling
herself on top of him…
He sighs with resignation.
Trouble knows him by name… and it seems to him he has
just been found, again, by trouble!
JAILBIRD continues
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