Jacob looked at Lisa, who stood up, approached him, and saw invitation written all over her hungry eyes, which appeared quite sexy behind her eyeshadows
She was quite gorgeous, her long plaited black hair clipped at the back by a white ribbon. It was obvious she liked dancing and was serious about it.
He hesitated at first, then he rose to his feet. Lisa smiled broadly, revealing her small, clean, and white teeth. She raised her arms, and he saw the little black hair that was growing under her armpits.
"Hold me!" she whispered.
Jacob now understood. He had seen many old folks dancing rhumba, one of Africa's dancing styles with origins in the Caribbean. It was a slow dance in which the dancers, mostly men and women, held each other tightly as they danced to the lyrics.
He steadied himself and held her closely. He could smell the strong feminine perfume she wore.
Lisa clung to him as they danced gracefully to the beat. "Tell me something, Jacob. Have you ever loved anyone?"
"Yes."
"And who's that?" Her voice was abruptly sharp as if something had hit her face.
Jacob knew immediately she was becoming jealous. He told her, "A boy I grew up with."
He saw her breath a heavy sigh of relief before she spoke again.
"Oh, so it was only a boy. But I had in mind a girl. Have you ever loved any?" She inquired.
"No. But why?"
"Because I love you!" she almost whispered.
Even as she talked, he saw the light in her shining eyes and knew she meant it. He had never seen such loving and bedroom eyes before. Suddenly, he felt happy and loved.
He was pleased to digest the fact that apart from his mother, no one had ever spoken to him about love. He imagined Lisa's love was real.
"I also loved you ever since I first saw you at that electronics goods shop yesterday."
"Thanks, Jacob. That's all I wanted to hear, you say."
And so it was that the young lovers went on dancing gracefully as they held and embraced each other lovingly. Then suddenly, Lisa said: "Can you kiss me?"
Her sexy and soft words, which were whispered but turned into an echo inside his ears, took him by surprise, and he asked, "What? Eeh!"
As he was still uttering those words and thinking of what to say next, she brought her mouth closer to his, and he found his tongue inside her mouth.
She held him tightly as their tongues explored each other. Jacob touched her long, black hair and closed his eyes.
Then she drew back, sighing heavily. "That was good, Jacob."
Her eyes now had that faraway look only found in passionate and loving women. He guessed what she wanted.
It was his turn now, he told himself, to take control of the scenario and be the one in charge.
"Come now, my pretty..." He held her hand as he led her to his room.
She followed him quite willingly as they walked out of the sitting room and reached his room. He closed the door and began to undress her.
A few minutes later, Lisa was moaning as she said: "Now, Jacob..."
Only silence witnessed the scene as the two youths explored each other's body passionately and forgot all the tasks they had been given.
Then, somewhere in the distance, they heard a hoot. It was the unmistakable sound of an approaching car.