“Laitan looked me in the eyes and said, “Look at my face, did you see tribal marks here? How would you think that I would accept your lies that at this age, you are still a virgin? Cut the crap, I am not caught up for your lies.”
The story of how I lost my virginity was a pathetic one. I was raped at the age of 20 during my undergraduate days at Kwara State Polytechnic, Ilorin. I had vowed to keep my virginity till I get married as a thing of pride. I ended several relationship purely because I turned down their request for sex. At a point I decided not to have any body friend again, at least till I am done with my education.
I am not a party freak, so all my roommates know this with me but I socialize a lot, having friends in almost all departments in the school. As ladies, whenever my roommates discuss their experience about how their boyfriends dick almost injured them during sex, and somehow they enjoyed certain guys and all those talks, I get myself busy doing something else since I don’t have the experience but when it comes to dressing, I don’t have a contemporary. I wear sexy dresses that even my female folks admire me and want to get close.
On this fateful day, a Saturday, Rolake informed me that there is a birthday party in the next room to us and that we we can get “awauff” to eat there. She added that some guys from Federal Poly, Offa would possibly come and we might meet some young guys who could make up a good dating but I swiftly turned her down, “Sorry, you know I don’t like this party stuff, count me out.” Other roommates shouted me down saying, “Stop this pretext, so you want to say that you never attended a party before and that you never had sex with any man?” Laitan looked me in the eyes and said, “Look at my face, did you see tribal marks here? How would you think that I would accept your lies that at this age, you are still a virgin? Cut the crap, I am not caught up for your lies.”
“I wept bitterly, haven lost what I religiously treasured not even to a lover but to animals.“
I became angry and told them that I owe them no explanation about my life. Then I walked away from them to join another friend in the room opposite ours. Moments later they stepped out for the party while I also returned to the room, jumped to bed and slept amidst the noisy hostel occasioned by the loud music. At about 1.00am in the night, I noticed someone’s hand torched my breast. I opened my eyes and saw a masked face. I tried to move but noticed that three others had surrounded me, all masked. I shouted at top my voice but the sound from the ongoing party in the neighborhood was too loud for anyone to hear mine. After I was deflowered, the criminals went away and I wept bitterly, haven lost what I religiously treasured not even to a lover but to animals. I cannot prove that they were sent by my friends, but my instincts pointed towards that and I leave them to God.