Last Sunday, Joy met Brian at around 11 am. The day had dawned with a glimmer of excitement and a hint of rebellion. Joy had faked an illness to avoid attending Calvary Temple with her parents. She knew the consequences of skipping church, especially under false pretences, but the allure of an adventure with Brian was too tempting.
Brian arrived at Joy’s house 30 minutes after Elder Njuguna, his wife, and their other two children had left for church. With the house empty, Joy slipped out of the back door, her heart racing with a mix of fear and elation. She couldn’t believe she was doing this, but something about Brian’s charm had swept her off her feet.
As she climbed into Brian’s car, he greeted her with a warm smile. “Ready for our little adventure?” he asked. Joy nodded, trying to hide her nervousness. “Let’s go before anyone sees us.”
They drove to Brian’s house, a modest but stress-free home nestled in a quiet neighbourhood of Lari Scheme. Joy marvelled at how quickly she felt comfortable around him. They had agreed to spend only an hour together, a brief escape from their respective realities.
Joy was excited to be in love again after her previous relationship with Kevo had ended abruptly. Kevo had gone mute, disappearing from her life without a word. The sudden silence had left her heartbroken and confused, but Brian’s presence was beginning to heal those wounds.
Inside Brian’s house, they settled down to play a game they both enjoyed. The game was fun and competitive, and Joy found herself laughing and forgetting her worries. She felt a rush of happiness she hadn’t felt in the last two months since Kevo left her.
As they played, Joy’s thoughts wandered back to Kevo. She had always admired his skill and dedication to the games they played together. She had hoped to impress him by becoming as good as he was. Her desire to win and prove herself to Kevo had driven her to practice relentlessly.
The game at Brian’s house had gone well. Joy was in it to please Brian and to show him what Kevo had lost. She played with a determination that surprised even herself. Brian noticed her intensity and smiled. “You’re really good at this, Joy.” “Thanks,” she replied, a hint of pride in her voice. “I’ve had a lot of practice.”
They continued playing, moving through the rounds with ease. Joy’s happiness was cut short in the fourth round when Brian suddenly said, “Thank you, my viewers, for watching this live game. Hope you have enjoyed this time round.”
Joy’s heart sank. She had been so engrossed in the game that she hadn’t noticed Brian setting up his smartphone to stream their session. She turned to him, her face a mix of shock and betrayal. “What did you do?” Brian looked at her, confused. “What’s wrong? I thought it would be fun to stream our game live. People love watching this stuff.”
Before Joy could respond, she saw a message pop up on Brian’s smartphone screen. It was from Pornhub Premium, and it confirmed her worst fears. She realized that Brian had been streaming their game not just for entertainment but for a completely different audience.
The gravity of the situation hit her like a punch to the gut. She felt exposed, violated, and foolish for trusting Brian. Tears welled up in her eyes as she grabbed her things and bolted for the door.
“Joy, wait!” Brian called after her, but she didn’t stop. She ran out of the house, her mind racing with thoughts of what her parents would say if they found out. The shame and embarrassment were too much to bear.
She made her way back home, her steps heavy with regret. She couldn’t believe she had been so naive. All she had wanted was to feel loved and appreciated again, but instead, she had been used and humiliated.
As she neared her house, she saw her parents’ car pulling into the driveway. Panic surged through her. She wiped her tears and took a deep breath, trying to compose herself. She had to come up with an excuse for why she was outside.
Her parents got out of the car, looking concerned. “Joy, what are you doing out here?” her mother asked. “I just needed some fresh air,” Joy replied, forcing a smile. “I’m feeling much better now.” Her parents exchanged a worried glance but didn’t press further. “Come inside,” her father said. “Let’s have lunch together.”
Joy followed them into the house, her heart heavy with the burden of her secret. She knew she couldn’t keep it hidden forever, but for now, she needed to find a way to deal with the pain and betrayal she felt.
As they sat down to eat, Joy’s mind drifted back to the events of the morning. She had learned a harsh lesson about trust and the importance of protecting herself. The experience had shaken her to the core, but she was determined to rise above it.
Brian arrived at Joy’s house 30 minutes after Elder Njuguna, his wife, and their other two children had left for church. With the house empty, Joy slipped out of the back door, her heart racing with a mix of fear and elation. She couldn’t believe she was doing this, but something about Brian’s charm had swept her off her feet.
As she climbed into Brian’s car, he greeted her with a warm smile. “Ready for our little adventure?” he asked. Joy nodded, trying to hide her nervousness. “Let’s go before anyone sees us.”
They drove to Brian’s house, a modest but stress-free home nestled in a quiet neighbourhood of Lari Scheme. Joy marvelled at how quickly she felt comfortable around him. They had agreed to spend only an hour together, a brief escape from their respective realities.
Joy was excited to be in love again after her previous relationship with Kevo had ended abruptly. Kevo had gone mute, disappearing from her life without a word. The sudden silence had left her heartbroken and confused, but Brian’s presence was beginning to heal those wounds.
Inside Brian’s house, they settled down to play a game they both enjoyed. The game was fun and competitive, and Joy found herself laughing and forgetting her worries. She felt a rush of happiness she hadn’t felt in the last two months since Kevo left her.
As they played, Joy’s thoughts wandered back to Kevo. She had always admired his skill and dedication to the games they played together. She had hoped to impress him by becoming as good as he was. Her desire to win and prove herself to Kevo had driven her to practice relentlessly.
The game at Brian’s house had gone well. Joy was in it to please Brian and to show him what Kevo had lost. She played with a determination that surprised even herself. Brian noticed her intensity and smiled. “You’re really good at this, Joy.” “Thanks,” she replied, a hint of pride in her voice. “I’ve had a lot of practice.”
They continued playing, moving through the rounds with ease. Joy’s happiness was cut short in the fourth round when Brian suddenly said, “Thank you, my viewers, for watching this live game. Hope you have enjoyed this time round.”
Joy’s heart sank. She had been so engrossed in the game that she hadn’t noticed Brian setting up his smartphone to stream their session. She turned to him, her face a mix of shock and betrayal. “What did you do?” Brian looked at her, confused. “What’s wrong? I thought it would be fun to stream our game live. People love watching this stuff.”
Before Joy could respond, she saw a message pop up on Brian’s smartphone screen. It was from Pornhub Premium, and it confirmed her worst fears. She realized that Brian had been streaming their game not just for entertainment but for a completely different audience.
The gravity of the situation hit her like a punch to the gut. She felt exposed, violated, and foolish for trusting Brian. Tears welled up in her eyes as she grabbed her things and bolted for the door.
“Joy, wait!” Brian called after her, but she didn’t stop. She ran out of the house, her mind racing with thoughts of what her parents would say if they found out. The shame and embarrassment were too much to bear.
She made her way back home, her steps heavy with regret. She couldn’t believe she had been so naive. All she had wanted was to feel loved and appreciated again, but instead, she had been used and humiliated.
As she neared her house, she saw her parents’ car pulling into the driveway. Panic surged through her. She wiped her tears and took a deep breath, trying to compose herself. She had to come up with an excuse for why she was outside.
Her parents got out of the car, looking concerned. “Joy, what are you doing out here?” her mother asked. “I just needed some fresh air,” Joy replied, forcing a smile. “I’m feeling much better now.” Her parents exchanged a worried glance but didn’t press further. “Come inside,” her father said. “Let’s have lunch together.”
Joy followed them into the house, her heart heavy with the burden of her secret. She knew she couldn’t keep it hidden forever, but for now, she needed to find a way to deal with the pain and betrayal she felt.
As they sat down to eat, Joy’s mind drifted back to the events of the morning. She had learned a harsh lesson about trust and the importance of protecting herself. The experience had shaken her to the core, but she was determined to rise above it.
