Memories Of The Sun - Chapter 6 Chapter Six

By Prescoviah Merilyn

Chapter six

Evans forced his entrance into the farm shaking me from the exclusion of the city world. And he has been a freaking autocrat since then. He dictates everything at work like an oppressor. He treats workers like garbage. Three days back I had to stop him from barking at poor Jonny about getting his suites ironed. Such a bad mouth! He doesn’t own us! If he wants special treatment, he will have to pack his bags back to Kampala. Besides, he does nothing here than tail and track me down. He hugs and kisses me anywhere… Goodness… Making a statement? Huh!

However I must say he has really a been a great distraction from the man who deemed me unworthy… Speaking of the tree pruner, Simeon still won’t look at me or talk. I recently encountered him at the stream..Shirtless! My God, why? His feet in the water. His perfect abs corresponding with his slender waistline. The light rubbing his August… I was frozen like the first time. He is the reason God created man on the seventh day. He is everything called hot. When I looked back, he had disappeared. Again! Still not talking?

I have spoke to Jonny, he has kind of become my informant at the farm. He says he hasn’t heard a thing from Simeon. Not even a cough in their quarters. “He is a cave… I wonder what he keeps in his mind… Poor man… He has no one… And he really hasn’t made any real friends here… Yo know I tried to be friends, but he pushed me away… “He stops making me hope he is recalling something, maybe significant… But his lamentation goes on “you know how he barely got any education .good he can write his name…and he really learns things quickly. “I know everything Jonny, I have done my freaking homeworkI want to know if Simeon has said anything about me… About us… Am almost forced to spill everything I can’t keep up!

“Jonny, has Simeon talkeduhmm… anything… a..like -about me? ” he eyes me surprised as he scratches his head, bites his nails, eyes me again and gets up at once. “Oh yeah, this is what I was looking for… ”

“What? ” I get up too…for the good news

“He asked me whether you love, your city boyfriend….Evanos”

“What? Why? ”

“We saw Evanos kissing you… “Damn it

“Evans… His name is Evans “I politely correct him with a smile as he smiles back…

“I told him everyone can see how you two are lovebirds, so adorable…. following each other everywhere like puppies ” I don’t follow him, he follows me… I almost bark at him, but just smile.

Simeon had cut off Jonny and dissapeared to the woods. Men are really complicated. I don’t want to imagine what the hell is going on with him… Whatever it is, let him handle it, like am handling his rejection. Yes. I handle it my own way. Do I?

I cry in the night.

The forest Botanist brought in new seedlings earlier this morning. I head out to survey. I have to report to dad about how things are progressing but I told Dalia to call and narrate. Daddy wanted me to workwell, am busy now… how about that?

By the time I reach the forest, am dripped in sweat. God, I it’s a refreshment . The tree leaves cover me from the radiating sun. I’m in a shell, with the sweetest aroma. I titanic my myself, close my eyes, and breathe it inThis feels gooood!

Someone stretches his arms to mine, Jack? I can feel his beard scratching my shoulder claiming legtimacy…. He is breathing hard under my neck…His lips move to my ears… He is biting me… Why am I not moving? I don’t want to look up… I don’t care whoever the hell it is… I love whatever he is doing… It’s perfect.

Am I dreaming?

My eyes are open….I want to turn around. He is still holding me…Panting behind me… My God, what’s happening? I think of pulling away, but the thought that it might me Evans clouds me… I stay still… He doesn’t though, he swings me round… making me catch a glimpse of his brown eyes…

“Simeon? ” he shuts me up.

He lips are on mine, kissing me wildly. He is hungry for me, I feel his starvation … What is happening people? Am kissing him too, severely. I pull his neck… this neck! Only God knows how I have wanted this neck… this man… He is coffee… He tastes heavenly. His soft big lips are co-co… And he is kissing me right now… His tongue can’t get enough.

We are tangled, holding, squeezing, wanting . Am his and he is mine…. I reach for his pants…What lies beneath this zipper Simeon? Let’s see.. Damn this zip… It’s so tight… Simeon is taking off his shirt, still kissing me. I get on my knees, I need this zipper open… As I attempt to improvise with my teeth… Someone calls me out from the trees…

I look up.it’s Evans.