While David and I have sex,  I felt my conscience question me..
Deep down, I did feel like I was making  a big mistake however I couldn't care less, because I wanted what was going on.

Mom phoned me a while later.
She wanted to know where I was and as much as I wouldn't want to tell her my exact location, I barely spoke, while trying to wear my clothes....

I came back home a few hours later..

I hoped I'd find mom at the door, however there wasn't anyone in...
The living room was empty as I rode to my bedroom exhausted...

Later my brother came to meet me.
"Karina, mom wants us down for dinner,".
He informed me and left immediately.
I got up from bed, a little bit exhausted, I  managed myself and went downstairs to meet the family..

At the table, mom served us..
Dad was right next to them when he inquired about my brother's day ..
Who in turns diverted the same question to me..
"How was your day, Karina, did you do anything,?".
He questioned me...

It seems he was trying to get me all worked up..
"My day was fine, brother, thanks,".
I responded back..

Mom however gets the topic changed..

After dinner, I got up to my room, and with my door shut, I got a call from David.

"Hello,"  he says.
"Hi dear," I said as I walked to my bed.
I sat down.

"How are you?" He replied and truthfully I felt okay, minus the fact we just had sex.

"I am okay with you?" I asked which he responds with a numb tone

We talked for a while and the minute the call dropped, a message came through.

" I enjoyed myself today and I hope to have more of it goodnight,"

I glanced at the message before deleting it from my phone because if by misstep this message gets to be seen by someone else,  you have no idea what comes next.

Two weeks passed and I became addicted to him,  there was no day I went to see him we didn't have sex, it was like a portion of the food we always eat anytime I got to his house.

Sometimes we did it raw without a condom, while sometimes with it.

David's dash became my addiction.

My mom always tells me that too much of everything is bad, and truly she's right, we did that to a point it became abuse.

Consequently the last sex we had nearly destroyed my life because after that, I didn't see my monthly cycle for that month and we know if a girl doesn't see her monthly cycle, she's likely to be pregnant.