How to Be Corny AF

So uncle Morgan has the whole evening planned to a tee:

Candle-lit dinner at Mom's favourite restaurant with a live jazz band playing for them. The little red box will come in the beginning, and depending on her reaction, the evening will work itself out. He bought her a beautiful back dress to wear for the evening and gave Tiro and I money to entertain ourselves for the evening. Tony comes over with Uncle Morgan (he's studying with me for the evening) and the two gentlemen are seated on the couch as we all wait for mom to come downstairs.

As she makes her way down the stairs, uncle Morgan (dressed in a black tux with shiny black shoes and the most amazing silver watch and sliver cuff links in his shirt) stands up and immediately his jaw drops. Tony's attention that was once n me is now fixed on my mom. She looks so yummy even I had a lesbian moment for a second. Uncle Morgan kisses her hand, and gives her the longest hug ever.

UNCLE Morgan: "You are breathtaking... I cannot find the words to describe how beautiful you are but you are beautiful. Ae you ready to go?"

Mom: "Oh stop! You're just saying that! Yes Sir, I am ready to leave. 'Sego, please look out for your brother and make sure his homework is done before he doses off. Make sure you two get enough work done and I trust both of you enough to not do anything incriminating. I have a son that would tell me anything, so you cannot hide from me. I love you, good night sweetheart."

My mom is such an amazing woman, I'm yet to find someone as gracious as she is. There's this aura she gives off that entrigues me. I want to be like her one day, and I'm sure whoever my husband will be will treat me like the queen she is. It's a pity Papa never really got to see this side of mom, maybe it was because they'd spent so much time fighting that he didn't bother to see it. Oh we'll, that's that... I just really hope my mom reacts to uncle Morgan's gift the way I want her to. He's perfect in all aspects and truly speaking, I'm already warming up to the idea of him being my father.

So anyway, Tony and I are repairing for this week's Physics test. Not much of a romantic evening but hey, it's whatever. I can't believe prelims will be starting in a few months. I'm so nervous about getting through it all and just spending my December holiday with Tony already.

Tony: " Babe, how do you feel about meeting my mom and dad?"

Me: "Not too great, considering that your mom is my biggest worry. Why do you ask?"

Tony: " I've been doing some thinking and I figured it's time you met my family. The whole family. I'm not asking you to marry me or anything I just wanted to even the playing field here. I know your family, I'd like you to get to know mine. I can only do that if you feel comfortable with the idea..."

Me: "Well, why not? I guess we'll be great... Let's do it!"

For a minute there, I felt like I was signing myself up for suicide... I can't meet his parents, not yet. This whole thing is moving too fast for my liking... I'll have to psych myself into the idea first. The evening passes, Tony and I fall asleep on the bed in each other's arms. I get up around 2am, and I notice that Tony's still in my bed. I could get used to seeing him in the morning or watching him sleep. I kiss him on the forehead and stroke his cheek in admiration. He looks so cute when he wakes up and yawns... The best view in the city, I'll say...

He kisses me, and despite the morning breath, I'm taking it all in. We get a bit caught up in the moment and kiss passionately. I climb on top of him, and move my hands over his chest. We're both breathing deeply and moving our hands over places they shouldn't be. He sits up, and I'm sitting on his lap. Thekiss gets more passionate and the touching continues. My top comes off, then his... My hands are all over his angel-carved chest and abs, and his hands all over my back. To avoid getting everyone hot and bothered, we had sex that morning. Part of me felt great about it but the other part of me just felt guilty. I know what I did was a sin and I shouldn't have had him in my bed in the first place. I guess we just got carried away and Jesus and every other lesson on morality left the room.

As I'm taking a shower and getting ready for another beautiful Sunday, I'm praying to God for forgiveness... I'm so overwhelmed with guilt that I start crying. The reality of me not being a virgin anymore hits me, and it hurts! I'm trying to pull myself together so that Tony doesn't notice something's wrong. I wake my brother up and motion him to get ready for the day. I thought my mom had come back late last night and somehow managed to wake up early to make us breakfast, only to walk downstairs and find Tony at the stove. I can't look at him after what happened... Not anymore.

Tony: " Hey beautiful, I made beef sausages for you since you hate bacon. Would you like toast with everything? "

Me: " Yeah... That would be great. "

Tony: " If it makes you feel any better, I feel just as guilty about our first time as you do. Seeing you like this makes me feel like I forced you to do it. What can I do to make things better? How do I fix this? "

Me: " Tony it's done! Let's just let it go and move on, okay?! "

Tony: " Sure thing babe... "

Immediately after breakfast Tony left. The tension between us got the best of me and I picked a fight, so he left. Maybe I need to be a bit more mature about this situation, I can't blame him for this because it just as guilty of the crime as he is... After 12pm, I hear uncle Morgan's car pull up at the gate, and mom's laughing so loud I could only imagine how great last night was...

Mom: " 'Sego! Tiro! Mommy has some news, meet me in the lounge in 5 "

Here we go...

To be continued....