I was twenty years when I found her. I sat next to her on a bus and before I knew it, both of us were engaged in a serious conversation. She asked my name, “I said, “Adam.” She asked what I was going to do in Cape Coast. I said, “I’m going to school.” She asked the school I was attending,” I told her; “I’m a second-year university student.” She said, “Won’t you asked me any questions too or you don’t want me to be your friend?”

I looked at her. A woman in her early fifties or late forties. I said in my head, “Be your friend? I’m your son.” I asked where she lived and asked what she did for a living. Just when I was about to get down at the school’s entrance, she asked for my number. I gave it to her and she called my line so I could have her number. That evening she called me. We talked for a while. I was less tensed by then so the conversation was very friendly and light. The next weekend she came around campus and I went to meet her. I was shy but as we sat at the bar talking, I realized she was young at heart and easy to flow with.

I went to her house one afternoon. She cooked for us to eat. Later when I was leaving, she gave me the rest of the food and told me, “You’ll need it more than I do. You’re on campus.” I sat next to her as she drove me to the entrance of my hall. She started throwing baits, making things obvious that she was so much into me. I wasn’t sure until one day we got entangled right in the middle of her hall. It was a great time for both of us. She didn’t look old in my eyes from then on. She surprised me with her moves and skills.

She asked, “So we are dating now, right?” I said, “Yes, we are. I like you too.”

She was kind and amazing. She bought me stuff I never asked for—trendy stuff; sneakers, shirts, khakis, watches, etc. I said in my head, “Is that what people call sugar mommies? Then this sugar is all I want in my kooko.” I never played with her. She will ask me to come over and the next minutes I was there. She will ask me to do this and the next moment I’d finished doing it. She liked calling me on video calls. Even when I was at the lecture hall, she’ll request to see if indeed I was at the lecture hall. At first, I didn’t think too much about it until it became a permanent feature in our relationship.

If she called me on video and I didn’t pick, this woman would get angry and begin to throw tantrums. It will take me a while to calm her down. She wanted to meet my friends. I asked, “You want to meet them as what?” She got angry. “What am I to you? Why are you asking this silly question? Are you shy to show me off to your friends?” I said, “It’s not that I’m shy but my friends have a different way of looking at things.” She shouted, “Yes I know you won’t do that because of those small small university girls you’ve been following around. Continue. One day I will catch you.”

Yes, there was another girl, but I thought what I had with the sugar mommy was a temporal thing until I realized she had taken it seriously. When I was going to the second year, she asked me to move in with her. She said, “That way, I can monitor you and see what you do.” I used transportation as an excuse not to live with her. She said, “I will take you to campus and bring you back anytime you want me to.”

That was the point I saw the red flags and decided to devise ways and means to move away from her. One day, I was with my girlfriend at the hall when I saw her call on my phone. A video call. I didn’t pick. She kept calling and calling and calling. I ignored her calls. Some hours later, when I was coming back to the hall after seeing my girlfriend off, I felt a tap on my shoulder. She said, “So why are you not picking my calls?” I said, “I didn’t see it.” She said, “But your phone is in your pocket?” I said, “It’s on silent.” She called. My phone started ringing loudly.” She said, “And you said it’s on silent?” I said, “It was on silent when you were calling.” She said, “Get into the car.”

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I sat in the car and she drove us to her house. That night, she didn’t let me sleep. After several rounds through the night, she said, “You’re not going anywhere tomorrow. We are staying in this house until I change my mind.” She locked the door and hid the keys. It was a Sunday. I stayed in her house until Thursday when I told her that I had exams on campus. She drove me to the campus, parked her car under the shade, and said, “Come back here right after the exams. I’m waiting for you.” I said, “I will. Immediately when I’m done, I will be here.”

I don’t know if she’s still there waiting for me as I write this story. I picked some items of mine and ran from campus to stay with a friend. It was only that friend I told my story to but days later, all my friends knew about it. When they saw me walking around, they’ll scream, “Sugar mommy is coming!” And they’ll all burst into laughter. I didn’t care so much about the teasing but for a very long time, I walked around the campus while looking over my shoulders. I always felt she was lingering around the corner, looking for me.

I spent the whole semester with that friend. There was not a single day that she didn’t call my line or send me a message asking where I was. She kept apologizing to me and begging me to return to her. She promised to pay me monthly if I decided to return to her. I never responded to any of those messages until one day it stopped coming. I said to myself, “Never again!” People go out there and come home with a mom who has all the sugar. I never knew the terms and conditions that came with the sugar. A lesson well learned

–Adam

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