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       The Struggling Virgin, p.1

           Adeyinka Oresanya
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The Struggling Virgin
The Struggling Virgin

  By Adeyinka Oresanya

  Copyright 2015 Adeyinka Oresanya

  This novel is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is coincidental.

  Main Bowl,

  Obafemi Awolowo University, Ile-Ife.

  February 7, 2012.

  "Segun, for Christ's sake, why are you being persistent about this?" Ronke Ajayi threw her hands up in exasperation. "You of all people know this is absolutely wrong, we can't do this. I really love you but I can't allow this."

  "See Ronke, I know we are supposed to abstain from premarital sex, I even talked about it in Bible study two weeks ago," Segun said. "But you need to understand I am a man, I have needs, I have urges. It's becoming so strong and my love for you is not making it easy either." He placed his hands in his pockets and turned his taut face towards her.

  "I have needs, too, Segun, but those needs have to wait until marriage to be met. I love you, too, and—"

  "Are you really sure about that?" he countered. "Because if it is as strong as mine is for you, you would understand me. We would be on the same pedestal."

  "God! I can't believe you are saying this, and you know where we both stand in Christ, we are both—"

  "EXCOs in fellowship and children of God, yes I know that, but I also know that fresh and hot blood flow through my veins." He removed his hands from his pockets and grabbed the rails. "I think we need a break, Ronke, at least for us to cool off. I need to think about us."

  Ronke’s mouth fell open. "A break? Till when? How?"

  Segun shook his head. "I don't know. I really need time to clear my head.” He glanced at his wristwatch. “Look, I have to go now. I have SOC 411 by 7 a.m. tomorrow and Professor will not tolerate lateness, you know."

  "Can I call you tomorrow after class?"

  "Did you hear what I said at all? A break means no contact, please." He replied and walked away, taking her heart with him.

  Tears rolled down Ronke’s face. She was so confused about it all, she didn't even know if to call him back or just allow him be. A break? What's happening? Lord, what do I do now?

  She took slow steps to the concrete seat and lowered herself to it. Lord, I am so confused! I know what your word says, yet my heart is hurting. My body aches for the one I love, and I am on the verge of losing him.

  She had been with Segun for the past two years and they had been so sure God was calling them to be together forever. Segun was the Bible study secretary of their fellowship and she was the assistant choir director. When they came together, it was with strong conviction in their hearts that God wanted them to be together. Until they started having sexual pressure.

  She actually understood how he felt. Ever since Segun had kissed her right here at the Sports Complex, holding on had been difficult. Yet, she knew it was a sin to do so and had made up her mind never to do it again until marriage. What would she do now?

  Lord, are you there? Are you listening to me? Is it okay for all these guys to leave just because I say no each time? I’m in my final year, Lord. If Segun should end our relationship, won't I become a statistic of sisters waiting endlessly for brothers to propose to them, after refusing those that came in their prime? I am so confused! Lord, please help me. Please, please…

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