MY BROTHER-IN-LAW AND HIS FRIEND

I have a story like everyone else. Everyone's present is a story. That's why I want to share mine with you.

Before I begin telling my beautiful story, yes, I find it beautiful because it is my story.

Before I begin my story, let me introduce myself.

My name is Aïcha. A very pretty name written in five letters. Aïcha is a name I love very much.

Tell me, have you ever seen a young girl named Aïcha? If so, what do you think of them? For those who have never seen a young girl named Aïcha, let me tell you that most—and I mean, most—Aïchas are always beautiful!

Oh yes! They are beautiful and fair-skinned. Well, they may not necessarily be fair-skinned, but they are always beautiful, unless they are Cameroonian.

May the Cameroonians forgive me; I'm a very talkative woman.

Indeed, at school, all the young students are crazy about me. When I walk by, even with my head bowed, I feel everyone's gaze on me. Yes, God gave me everything I need to be an admirable woman. He gave me big breasts, and sometimes, in front of the mirror, I admire myself so much that, to deceive my own soul, I court myself. Don't you think I'm terrible? Ha ha ha.

Since I was sixteen, my breasts have grown a lot, and when you see them in your bra, who are you not to look at me? Even if you're late for a date, you'll waste even more time admiring me. Because of this, sometimes, even when I have nothing to do, I leave the house, sling a small bag over my shoulder, and walk out into the street. Even when I'm walking, I sometimes wonder where I'm going. Because you'd have to be crazy to walk along the path without a destination in mind. But let me tell you, because of my beautiful body, I'm giving myself the exercise of being crazy by wandering aimlessly.

I know Sarkozy's brothers and sisters are here, and they can lend me the verb that white people use to describe a walker without a goal. The verb is "to wander." So I wander! Ha ha ha.

Being so beautiful and also having the right things on your body is work, right, friends! Ha ha ha.

Okay, now let's talk about the main point.

So I was telling you about when I was sixteen.

At that age, I already had big breasts, and when men saw me, they would create incredible scenes in their minds. In any case, through their eyes, I watched the various pornographic films they were making deep inside.

Not only did men appreciate my breasts, but also the skini women. For those who may not know what this adjective means, it refers to thin women.

You know very well that thin women have nothing! No buttocks or breasts. That's why we call them "Skinis."

So I influenced the skini. Because of my beauty and the components of my body, my own father never trusted me. He thought he was wasting his money on suffering. Yes, spending on a very beautiful girl is burning money. Because, when you're a parent and you see that your daughter has a beautiful body and your goal is to push her very far or give her a better future, tell yourself every day that you're wasting your money. Because, whether you like it or not, there will always be Idiots who want to discover what she's hiding under her beautiful clothes. And what girl refuses to be fucked? That's the problem! Ha ha ha.

So my own father, without lying to you, quickly figured it out, and every day, he has this problem. I didn't even know until one night when I left my room, intending to go talk to Mom in their bed, when, arriving at their door, I heard my father say to my mother: "Please, if we can't get together to pay for Aïcha's school fees, which amount to 250,000 francs, then the best thing is for her to start by staying at home." When I heard these words, I flinched and wondered what I could have done to my father to make him refuse to pay for my schooling when he has already paid the full tuition of my two older brothers who are already on campus. And what's more, he has already paid for our youngest, which is one hundred and eighty thousand. And what did I do?

Behind that door, I heard my mother asking him for an explanation. That's when I heard him say, "Your daughter Aisha, I wonder if she'll go through with it. Or are you not looking at her?" Immediately, I heard my mother ask him what's wrong with me. My father said, "In any case, I'm not going to spend money on Aisha and at the last minute, she'll bring me a pregnancy into this house."

At the same time, I grabbed my stomach as if I were already pregnant.

"She's only a little girl!" my mother said.

"A little girl, you say! Have you seen how her breasts are developing? It's true she's only sixteen. Do you think men consider age? She could even be six. Once she has breasts, you know, she's considered a ripe mango." Behind that door, I immediately realized that women are born with all the world's problems. You're a little pretty, you're screwed in the hands of hot guys. You're obviously with hot parts, you're still screwed.

But my father was right. Since I was sixteen, my teachers had been setting me up on dates, and I'd blow them. I wondered what the hell I was going to do in bed with forty-year-olds. I was a kid, but a very conscious one. I knew they just wanted to discover my little kingdom, which I would have to take care of.

In truth, my mother had contributed to my school fees; otherwise, Dad had remained adamant. My father is someone who never says yes and then later says no.

When I was sixteen, I was in seventh grade at a very expensive private school. A school for the rich. Two years later, I mean in ninth grade, I met some very dangerous girls who taught me what sex was. The girls, as if determined to open my eyes and ears, talked to me all the time about their relationships with their boyfriends. None of them had up to three guys, and they slept with all three. The guys courted me, and I played the most serious game because I was determined to shame my father. I was determined to prove my mother right, who was always saying, "Please, Aisha, don't make me feel ashamed." I understood what was hidden behind that phrase. And I told my mother, "Mom, don't worry, I'm not going to make you feel ashamed. I'm never going to get pregnant."