Go to your bathroom with your phone, make sure you lock it so your mom
won’t see you, I’ll tell you what to do next,” Didi said.
I walked out of my room and was about entering the bathroom adjacent to my
room when mom approached me.
“Why are you still on your church outfit till now?” She asked me.
I then realized I hadn’t changed up since I got back. I was too engrossed
with the chats.
I thought of a befitting excuse to tell mom because if she realizes that I
had been chatting and ceases my phone, I’d be doomed.
I quickly placed my left hand on my stomach. I had to do this, I didn’t
want her to stop me from being popular.
“Mom, I have stomach upset, that’s why I wasn’t able to come out for lunch.
I’m purging, I need to use the rest room,” I said. I was in the drama unit
in church, so I acted convincingly.
Mom told me sorry before I ran into the bathroom.
“When you’re done, come out and eat so I can give you drugs to stop the
stomach upset,” mom shouted after me.
“Okay Mom, I will,” I replied.
When I was sure she was out of sight, I locked the toilet door, brought out
my phone and dropped a message on the group that I was in the rest room.
“I hope you have a nice towel?” Didi asked.
“Sure” I replied.
“Did you make your hair?” She asked.
“No, I’m using my natural hair, but I can make it curly by adding water to
it,” I said.
“Perfect! Take off your clothes and undies, tie your towel around your body
and make sure it exposes your breasts a little. Don’t let the towel exceed
your laps, you gotcha expose those sexy stuff.
Add some water to your hair to curl it. Make sure to position yourself in
the part of the bathroom that looks attractive,” she instructed.
I did as she said and waited for the next instruction.
“Now, bring out your tongue, shoot out your butt, then take yourself a
picture. Make sure not to hold the phone with your two hands while taking
the shots, it’d look like a passport.
Hold the phone with your right hand and raise it up so you can capture your
face, boobs, hips and ass,” she said.
I did just as she said and sent the photos to the group. They all loved it.
I became used to snapping and changing styles. I looked different from my
old pictures I used to take when I was naive.
I even sat on the bathtub and snapped. I took portraits and made sure some
parts of my boobs displayed.