I chose to abstain from sex, not because I was fasting and praying, but because of the things I have seen on these streets. It still blows my mind how little you can know of someone, yet you spend a lot of time with them. You could be sleeping with the devil, thinking it’s an angel.
Robert swept me off my feet with his sweet nothings. I had always had a crush on him, so when he finally noticed me, I made sure that I made a good impression. He had just landed back in the country, and by chance, I was visiting home on the same day he arrived. We bumped into each other on the street, chatted for nearly an hour before exchanging numbers.
We didn’t make any plans that day. In fact, I didn’t expect to see or hear from him again, but I was wrong. I must have said something right because he messaged me early the next day.
“What do you do for fun?” He wrote.
I jumped up with excitement and ran around my living room before composing myself.
“I like to watch movies.”
“Do you want to go watch a movie with me?”
“Sure. That sounds fun.”
“What are you doing tomorrow?”
“I don’t have any plans.”
“Okay. I’ll come pick you up around 2 pm.”
Just as he had promised, he showed up to pick me and he was on time. I wasn’t used to men keeping their promises much less being on time. If you have been in the dating scene in Nairobi you know that rain checks are the order of the day. However, Robert was waiting for me in a red Range Rover.
The movie date was perfect. Since Robert didn’t live in the country, he relied on me to make the day as seamless as possible. I’m usually the worst planner but that day, everything went well. I picked the best seats in the theatre, the best restaurant, and even took him around the mall. He was impressed and he didn’t hide it.
“I really had a great time tonight.” he said while staring lustfully into my eyes.
“Why are you looking at me like that?”
“I want to kiss your lips.”
I chuckled then responded, “I should go.”
After saying our goodbyes, I dashed out of his car and didn’t look back. Robert was a master of seduction. It was a well known thing in the neighbourhood. However, I managed to fight the temptation of sleeping with him.
He was staying in the country for a month so we saw each other regularly. After hanging out a few times, I saw a different side of Robert. I knew him as the playboy who loved sleeping with different women. However, Robert seemed intentional with me.
Every date was carefully thought out and planned. He didn’t just take me for drinks like most Kenyan men do. He took his time to know what I liked and planned dates based on what I liked.
We went for karaoke nights, nature walks, sip and paint, night drives, ice cream dates… You name it. It was the most fun month of my life. The best part was that he never tried to hit on me after I rejected him the first time. We just hung out as friends, and our friendship grew so strong so fast.
“I don’t think I’ve ever been this close with a girl before.”
“Really?”
“Yeah. I think after sleeping with them, I stop being interested in them.”
I pretended like I didn’t know his history with women, but I was too familiar with it. Nonetheless, I found myself falling for Robert. The more time we spent together, the deeper I fell. It was hard to resist him. I wanted to kiss him every time I saw him.
The month went by without Robert and I sleeping together. I could breathe a sigh of relief since he was leaving in a few days. Little did I know Robert had one last trick up his sleeve. I won’t play victim and claim that he tricked me into sleeping with me. I’m an adult, and I have the ability to refuse something I don’t want. However, Robert had a way of convincing people to do what he wanted.
Throughout the month, he had been selling me dreams of how I could move to the UK.
“It’s a great opportunity. You’ll do so well there.”
“What will I even do there?”
“Anything. You don’t even have to work. You can come and live with me, then we’ll figure something out from there.”
To be honest, my biggest dream is to move out of this country. I started reconsidering a relationship with Robert. It wasn’t a bad thought, and he had assured me that I could move out when I got a job.
A week before he left, he invited me to the Airbnb he had been renting out. I had never been there before since he used to drop me off at my place every time we hung out. I thought it was my opportunity to show him what a good roommate I would be.
The first thing I noticed was that there was trash everywhere, so I started cleaning up. He poured me a drink as I washed the dishes, and we chatted while I cleaned. After that, we settled down and ordered some food as we enjoyed the final moments together before he left.
We drank and danced the night away until we were exhausted and collapsed into each other’s arms. Robert looked at me the same way he did the first time we went out. That time, I didn’t resist. I kissed him passionately, and we ended up sleeping together.
I didn’t think much of it because I assumed we would behave like the adults we were. Robert not only ghosted me for the rest of the week but also told his brother and other mutual friends that we had been intimate.
I kept getting calls and messages from them asking whether we were a couple. Some were even congratulating me for securing the visa. All along, Robert and I weren’t even talking.
He left the country without saying goodbye and only let me know he had landed through Instagram. I have tried to act like we are okay, but I regret sleeping with him. I feel like he used me, and I got nothing in return. I’m still hopeful that he will fulfil his promise to host me, but I have my doubts.
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