evenly spaced out and that scintillating gap between
the upper incisors. He was aware that the girl jolted his
senses and his heartbeats pulsated at her sight.
Since then, he had persistently been warning himself
to desist from thinking about the girl. She was not meant
for him. She was Billy's property and Billy was his
friend although he had chosen to become a stubborn
fellow. It would be very unfair for him to start chasing
Sandra Anyway, she would never give in to pressure,
considering the way she had wrapped herself around
Billy out there in the workshop.
But as the hours rolled by, after the brief encounter,
Stanley's inherent weakness began to manifest in his
thoughts. He was generally not a quitter and he had
grown up in the past, accustomed to having his way,
having what he wanted and rarely loosing out on his
wants. He realised that he wanted Sandra and his mind
worked on how he would acquire her. Much as he
wanted to erase her image from his mind, she stuck
there like a portrait; the lovely hazel eyes, the chiselle!
nose and the parted lips which seemed to beckon or
him. Gradually, passion had edged out reason from his
brain as an overwhelming desire for Sandra took hold
of him. At this moment, he felt he needed her not just
for a few moments of fleeting conquest but for eterre
keeps As a young man reeling out of the infatuation of
childhood, his creative imagination even fantasizeSandra as a princess in love with a magician in the person
of Billy due to the latter's powerful love potion and he,
Stanley, the prince, was on this mission to rescue the
princess from the loathed magician and his wicked tribe.
Somehow, his fairy tale thoughts were synonymous with
his realistic thoughts, the living ladder of ascent and
descent between two worlds was just a projection of
his subconscious feelings. To Stanley, Billy was no good
since he decided to pitch tent with the Redbeard
Confraternity. To every member of the Jackal
Confraternity, every other campus confraternity were
just a poor imitation of the Jackal Confraternity,
indisciplined in all ramifications and lacking defined
objectives. Thus, a member of any such group was
inappropriate for a paragon like Sandra as they could
endanger her with their uncivilized behaviour.
Even if Sandra was supposed to be in love with
Billy, Stanley reasoned that he could still make a
breakthrough. She was probably charmed by his large
fashion house but he would show her that there was life
beyond Billy's proprietorship. No matter how far he
had gone with her, Stanley was determined to wrench
the girl out of Billy's grasp; to make her turn her back
on him forever. That would even serve Billy right. From
a green-eyed monster, he had become an overnight
snob When a trickle of caution and fair play had seeped
into his thinking, he had again dismissed it with other
unjustified thoughts like: In these greedy times, was there
any girl that stuck to a particular boy? Who gave hima
night? How many bottles of drink had he given to
Sandra's people for him to start claiming the girl?
Stanley loved wooing his woman the proper way
But his overnight desire for Sandra made him nervous
and for the first time in such an attempt, he prayed for
success. He had reasoned that if he were to conque
this princess, he would have to carefully commit his
intelligence to contriving a game plan. He knew tha
failure would bring scom, ridicule and could spel
disaster for him in the hand of Billy. The girl was certain
to tell him if he did not succeed.