A responsible man ought to have a stable family. John Mark, being a military man had a reliable steady income at his disposal. He always made sure all his love relationships were fairing well. The young man had an uncountable number of slay queens around him to satisfy his divergent preferences. Not just ladies but lovers. His cunning nature made him survive the street life as most of them saw him as an investment.
John was eighteen years old and was in a high-ranking military position. He must have had a tall relative somewhere or alternatively well-connected. He quickly rose up fast through the military ranks.
John had a lover called Sasha. She was from an anonymous tribe. The lady had brown skin, a round face, and well-kept hair. She had all kinds of beauty a person could think of. She was slightly short and slim in nature. Sasha had a very soft and entertaining voice. She had modified her long nails nicely to resemble silvery. The nicely plaited hair with iconic braids beautified her well. Out of all the ladies around him, John seemed to love Sasha the most. He extended his genuine love for Sasha due to the outstanding beauty she possessed and her attractiveness.
John went to his house after a very tiresome day. He had really overworked throughout the day as he looked weary. In his mind, he had made up his mind to drop a bag at his residential room and leave immediately for an evening party. He had to attend the event with his close friends. But reaching his residential room, he found Sasha relaxing on the couch. Sasha (seeing her boyfriend) quickly made a quick step to offer a warm hug to her lover. The lady seemed joyous seeing her boyfriend back.
But for John, he had a heavy heart. He knew very well that his previous plan to attend the party would be curtailed. How could he leave his girlfriend around? At the planned event, they had already booked ladies, and going with Sasha would be like jumping from a frying pan into the fire. A series of questions ran through his mind in an attempt to find a possible solution.
John looked around and saw dirty utensils scattered over the guest room. The boy child rarely organized his room. On the other side, there was a heap of dirty clothes.
"What kind of girlfriend are you? You can't even organize my room!" John roared. Sasha seemed terrified. She had never before been cautioned by her boyfriend. It brought a serious argument. Sasha gradually gained courage, now determined to counter her lover aiming to win the argument. Sasha claimed that she was too beautiful to involve herself in house chores. She further claimed that her position is just a girlfriend and not a wife to undertake wifely duties.
John, now losing an argument, stood up and carefully slapped his lover in a manner that could clearly indicate maximum caution not to hurt her. It seemed that he ceremoniously slapped his lover to show normal masculinity in a relationship.
Sasha became very annoyed. She felt to have been betrayed by her lover. She cried loudly to attract the attention of the neighbors. Although John knew very well that Sasha was pretending, he carefully undertook his role to calm down the lady. John wanted to protect his image and good reputation before the neighbors. He was very keen to prevent any possible embarrassment.
She later calmed down but pretended to be very annoyed. She went into one of the rooms and locked it. All possible interventions by John to have her open failed. John realized that an opportunity had presented itself and was careful to utilize it. He walked out to meet his friends. Looking at his phone, saw ten missed calls from Kevo. They had been friends with Kevo since childhood. The only thing John asked was if a girl he had booked earlier had complied. The party required that everyone arrive in pairs.
John arrived at the event late. In his mind, he had mastered as saying that goes better late than never. He arrived and found everyone dancing in pairs. At the far end, he saw a girl who was lonely, standing alone. He guessed the lady must be the one he had booked earlier. He went directly to where she was standing and greeted her. John was welcomed by a warm smile that for sure confused him. He then requested her to join him on the dance floor.
The event was well organized. It was a place to enjoy, and John took it personally. No sooner had he arrived than he took his lady and went to a strategic corner of the room. The conversation began with words of compliments. John tried to seduce the lady, uttering sweet words. The lady was convinced beyond doubt (She kept saying thank each time John opened her mouth to speak)
"Let's join them on the dance floor," John requests the lady. At the introduction level, the lady had informed him that her name was Praxedis, but unfortunately, he could not be able to pronounce it. His word pronunciation had been affected by his (primary) Mother tongue.
The lady could not let down her potential man. She showcased her marvelous dancing styles as they enjoyed the musical rhythm that had taken the better part of the room. The pair took the day off as they drew attention from the people around. All the people stood perplexed, admiring their unique dancing styles. The lady swayed romantically, resting her hand on the man's back. John could not let his masculinity down. He maintained his hand stretched from touching the soft lady romantically.
John really valued leisure over any other thing than one could think of. The parties were his way of life. Each weekend had a prior plan. The lady had to work smart to be retained in the future. But as it was, the lady was confident to have taken the space.