I was still lost in thoughts, when I heard footsteps, I looked up to see him walk in with an annointing oil. He told me to kneel down, which I did, then he started praying, calling all the angels from above to come down and wash away my urge and destroy the evil spirit that has taken over me. He prayed and prayed, until I lost track of time and was feeling serious pains on my knees from kneeling down for too long, I looked up at him and noticed how serious he was, I panicked for a slight second, but then I remembered I wasn’t suffering from any evil spirit, it was just my Aunty and his wife that messed up my life and heightened my urges with reckless abandon.
I sat down on floor and proceeded to touch myself fiercely, I careless of what would happen, whether he will open his eyes and catch me in the act and tell his wife, didn’t matter to me anymore. I wasn’t enjoying what I was doing, but it was far better than kneeling down there, getting frustrated. As I was doing it, an idea crossed my mind, I touched him, “excuse me, sir” with a ‘worried’ look on my face, he opened his eyes and looked down at me, I saw how his eyes registered the shock, he was surprised to see my right fingers inside of me, I went on, “it’s getting worse, the more you pray, the more I get extreme urge, it’s driving me insane, I am practically messed up as it is, help me, sir” I slowly removed my fingers inside of me, with my eyes fixed on his, I pulled out, like I was teasing him, while carefully glancing below his waist, to see if there was any movement, but it was as flat as a new born baby sleeping, kai.
He dropped his bible on the centre table and sat down, opposite me, he kept staring at me without saying a word to me, like the cat got his tongue, he kept muttering ‘blood of jesus’ it took me a while to grab what he was muttering, he was barely audible, few minutes later, he spoke up, “This is not a minor battle, your issue has gone really so deep. I was praying for you and your urges were increasing instead of it going away, devil is just a liar, I am a servant of God, and sometimes, he gives his servant such a task just to prove that he alone is the all powerful omnipresent. He has never failed me and he will not see you and fail, Amaka, we shall overco…” “Sir, please”… I cut in “I think I should just look for a decent guy and do it with, my urge never really stops and something tells me that once I do it with a man, this whole thing will subside or even stop, I am tired, really tired, eziokwu. It’s not a nice thing that am suffering like this, I want to be normal, I deserve to be normal”
He shook his head in refusal, “God forbid you go meet a man, not now that I am aware of it. I would have alerted my wife to join in the prayers, but knowing how close she is to your Aunt, there’s no guarantee that she won’t tell her, the less people that knows about this, the better for us, especially for you. I don’t want you to be stigmatized, we will not stop fighting, there’s nothing God can not do, wipe your tears. Remove your cloth and lay down, let me apply this annointing oil on your womanhood and other areas the devil is using to keep you in bondage” he finished and picked up the oil.
I got up, undressed, laid down as instructed and smiled inwardly, it’s about to go down. ‘Welcome to my pot of gold, I wish you happy hunting for raw treasures’ I said to myself…