Berta's very first experience with anything that had to do with the human penis was with her own uncle. He is usually a guest in her family house and Berta was the errand runner. At just seven years old, her energy was fresh and she was bustling, hopping and jumping everywhere. She was just very eager to do anything around the house.
'B..., go and buy me matches.'
'B..., are you there? Pls love, help me buy tomatoes.'
'B..., your father wants you to wash his socks.' Her mother usually calls out to her.
She didn't mind those errands but her favourite was,
'B..., pls take this tray of food to your uncle.'
It was her favourite errand because her uncle always had tricks to show to her, sweets and stories to tell. She just plain loved his company and which child wouldn't when he was the bestest uncle in the world.
Berta had two elder sisters of course, little demons from hell. They were teenagers anyway, who could blame them. The only errands they ran are things concerning their looks, wardrobe and pockets and their mother was just tired of complaining and chasing after them so she was stuck with Berta. One special thing her sisters loved to do as well is to tease the life out of her, and Berta secretly enjoyed it because those are the only moments she gets to bond with them.
On this very special day, Berta was asked to go serve her uncle and gleefully, she jumped up to do as asked.
'Uncle, your food.' she shouted
'Yes dear, come in.' her uncle replied.
She noticed her uncle looked a bit funny. His eyes were bloodshot and he was breathing a bit faster but she was too little to be wary about things like that all she wanted was her daily dose of sweets and jokes. He asked her to come close to him after she had dropped the tray and then he began fumbling with her skirts. Berta didn't understand what was going on but after some minutes of fumbling with her dress, he let go and then looked thoughtfully at her for some minutes. To break the silence, she said,
'Mummy said you should please manage the food that we didn't add plantain today cause plantain season is not yet here' Berta said.
'No problem my dear.' Her uncle replied
'Guess what I have for you today?' He continued
'What?' Berta asked, looking joyfully at him.
'A special kind of sweet that you would love. Remember how I give you sweets from my pockets? this sweet will come from a different kind of pocket beneath my trousers.'
'What kind of pocket?'
'Just you wait and see. There is a catch though, you would have to suck for a while and hard enough for the sweet taste to finally come.'
'Ok uncle.'
Berta's uncle then proceeded to pulling his trousers and boxers and then he held the ugliest 'sweet' Berta has ever seen.
'Uncle is that the sweet?'
'Yes dear.' He replied.
Just as she was about to start sucking, her two sisters barged in...
'Jesus Christ of Nazareth'
'Bloody hell!!!' they both shouted in unison.
'Uncle what are you doing?' The eldest sister asked.
Shaking her head to clear her thoughts and her reminiscing frame of mind, she gently replied to her friend Maxwell who offered her eclairs.
'Thank you Max, I know its just sweet but I lost my sweet tooth when I was seven.'
Now, at 22, Berta is still so scared of accepting any kind of sweets from any man. She could accept it though, if the man gave the sweets to a lady to forward it to her, and as for her uncle, he died some years later from AIDS.
Did they say at one seminar she attended that AIDS can be contracted through contacts with fluids? Did that mean, if her sisters had not come in at the time they did, her uncle would have.....?
Well, after the incident, before he died, her parents started calling him family friend instead of uncle.
Its not all uncles that are related after all.
Ladies, when was your first ever 'sweet' experience?
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