***The Dinner Gown***
"Who is there?"
I asked as I stared at the door with immense curiosity.
"It is I joor"
The person at the door said. Oh, it must be Cynthia, I just can't miss that voice, it is one voice that just sounds like a piece of music to my ear, immediately I heard her said she was the one, I quickly rushed to the door to get her. Wow! She was so beautiful in the black dinner gown, it was so tight and long, it made her thick thighs look so obvious. I was literally in awe when I saw her at the door as my mouth was wide open due to her jaw-dropping beauty.
She was with her mom, well, thank God aunty Paula was not dressed so, she was definitely not going with us, it would have been a heartbreak if she had to go with us.
"Damian... fine boy, see how cute you look, you really look nice. Where is your mom dear?"
Aunty Paula asked. Cynthia just stood there looking at me and smiling
"She is inside ma, please come in."
I said to her and they both come in, I so wanted to tell her how beautiful she looks, but I just can't, I dont know how to say it, I wondered why aunty Paula had to come with her. Well, even though I can't communicate to her how beautiful she is verbally, I try as best Is I could to express it through body language and some other gestures. I believe she understood at least fifty percent of my gestures because she just kept on lushing as I smiled and winked at her.
Before they could even sit, my mom came out from her room to the sitting room, she was already done with her makeup and other things. God! My mom is beauty personified, she is truly the embodiment of true beauty, her magnificently red gown trickled to the ground, her mild red-colored lipstick sparkled, oh my mom, I wondered why she was still single all these while.
"God! You are too beautiful baby girl, you haven't lost your touch yet, after all these years, look at you, you still look twenty. Time has got nothing on you at all, in fact, I think that time has forgotten you. Hahaha."
Aunty Paula said and mom blushed and laughed.
And you haven't lost your ways with flirtatious words, you this was why they called us lesbians back then in school."
Mom said.
"And common, look at this beautiful woman. See how cute she look, I see why my Damian kept insisting on her joining us. Oh God, look at her, looking like my future daughter-in-law."
So my mom said. As soon as mom said this my heart skipped. Why would she say such a thing? What could have given her the reason to say such? Or have I been leaving trails? As if that was not enough, aunty Paula came with hers.