I prefer girls that are older than myself.
My other sibling is a girl. A very pretty girl to say the least. Unfortunately for everyone, this pretty girl hardly stays home. She just graduated from the university and got enlisted with a runway outfit, for those of you who have looked up these last two words endlessly without having a clue of what it means; simply think of a super slim girl, on a super slim outfit, cat walking down a â€˜super slimâ€™ alley. She has always wanted to be a model and how I was sure she fits in. She has a body to die for. As for me, I will be getting out of school as a fresh graduate by the end of the current calendar year.
I am studying Physics in school. The same course dad studied. Well, I am still some way from being what he has become in this field. In fact, he is currently a visiting professor at Nottingham Trend University and has been made a member of many professional bodies. This was good for the family but I seriously miss his parenting although am ain’t complaining. I had not chosen the course because of him or his success. I love physics and had long developed a big interest in it. Now I will soon be getting out of school with a degree in it. And trust me, I have never sorted. At least not yet.
Now over to mum. She is just great. She is currently a caretaker dad if you get what mean. She works with a Finance Solutions company. Studied Banking and Finance in the United States back in the days and has maintained almost a single job line for over two decades now. Her coming from a wealthy family meant that she would virtually achieve all she ever aspired for except for having another male kid. That, she could not get. Too bad. But I know I do serve up in the absence of two.
My mom has been a wonderful mother and hardly complains about my dadâ€™s reoccurring absence. Most times, when it appeared like she was going to feel his absence, she would look for her female friends to spend time with. I pitied her at such times because was not getting enough sexual satisfaction. Yes, it’s true. I knew my parents always had it every day when he was in.
Mum has a sister, Annarose by name. And just like yourself, I have spent most part of my miserable life thinking of what meaning the name possibly had. yet, I havenâ€™t figured out. I have never come to understand what reasons grandpa and grandma had for giving her such a name. Those were meant to be two different names. Annarose is my most favorite aunt from both dad and mumâ€™s sides. She is just sassy! A closest definition of a bag of fun even though she is currently in her early thirties. She has never lost that impertinence we have known her for and each time she visited, I never got tired of her. She only just recently got married to Uncle Dee; another character of a guy and they stay in Abuja. This has meant that I only get to meet her fewer times a year.
However, Uncle Dee currently completed a business trip to France which meant Annarose came close to suffering mumâ€™s kinda predicament. What gladdened my heart though, was that, she made up her mind to stay with us until her husband made it back to Nigeria. Each time I remember this, I get so electrified!
It is a pity I have been telling you this story without saying what day it is. Today is a Monday here. Do not know what date it is as you read my story but, just try to think today is a Monday. And yea, I also have not said who I am. Well, I said a little about myself in episode one but, let me say more.
I am Daniel by name though most of my friends call me Danny. I am an undergraduate of Physics from the University of Nigeria. I am Igbo although my mum is an Ibibio from Akwa Ibom State. I am tall, handsome and good-looking. I am light skinned but not fully fair. I donâ€™t have a girlfriend, donâ€™t ask me why, just flow with the story. I also prefer girls that are older than myself. Most especially when they are in their late
twenties or thirties.
It all began exactly two weeks ago….