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You see snakie, u need to go to the university, dont be deceived by the money that’s coming</div>
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your way now, you will have plenty of money when you graduate. As for the girls, there are</div>
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many of them in the university. Big, small, thin, fat, dark or light skinned…you will get them</div>
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plentiful. ….just try and gain admission and you will see that girls will start coming your way</div>
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unlike this one you are disturbing yourself with presently”……..(My uncle advise) I was surprised hearing from my uncle who graduated from the university two years earlier</div>
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that I will get enough girls to bleep once I gain admission into the university….”so, na how</div>
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babes plenty 4 those university b dis? Then I must gain admission for me to get enuf bleeping” I said to myself… </div>
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Fastforward to some months after, I already passed my jamb and eventually gained</div>
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admission after my name came out on the final list. This was not after we knew somebody that</div>
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knows someone and connected us to somebody that knows the right person and was able to</div>
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give tips to that right person before my name came out…..This was more reason I was</div>
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frustrated about university in the first place cos how will u explained someone that scored 253</div>
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in jamb and had all his SSCE result completed but still has to tip someone before he could</div>
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gain admission.</div>
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A night before my first day in school, my mother called me to advise me…… (I will say this in yoruba and translate) “snakie, eti e melo…”meji ni ma”…..kilo fi nse….”mo fi ngboro ni ma”…….jhoor oko mi, owo oniru, owo oniyo ati owo alata la fe fi ran e lo si ile iwe…..to ba de skool, ranti omo eni to nse, ma kegbe kegbe, ma rin rin kurin, iwe e ni ko koju mo…..eyi to se pataki ju nipe, ma kobinrin, ma ba won ni girlfriend kaakiri, koju mo iwe e….even to ba ma lobinrin, eyokan ti to e, de je ki nmo……oko mi, sori awa obinrin, idi o yato sidi ooo, oju ni gbogbo eyin okunrin ma ndo, eyin okunrin le ni orisirisi oko but iho kan na lowa lara awa obinrin……..so, ma tele oju kiri, to ba ti nikan, gbamu daada ko de ma tele fine face kaakiri”…….”mo ti gbo ma, e seun ma” Meaning…….”Snakie, hw many ears do u have…”two ma”…what are they mearnt for?…”to listen ma”…my son, the money we are using to send you to school is from our hard earned sweat, when you get to school, pls remember the child of whom you are, dont join bad gangs, dont go to where you are not suppose to be, focus on your book pls and the most important thing is that you should never follow girls….even if you want to have girlfriend, one is okay for you and you can let me know her, you know one thing aboug girls is that, our Kitty-Cat are not different from each other, its faces that you guys bleep (u see different fine girls and u want to bleep her but in reality its the same Kitty-Cat she has that your girlfriend have too), we are not like you guys that have different sizes of dickson, all ladies have just one hole….pls my son, dont follow face and be bleeping all around, when you get the perfect person pls be ohk with her my son……”thank you ma, have heard all what you said and I wont disappoint you ma.”…I replied” My mind was like a tabula rasa when I resumed school, I knew I was a brilliant student way back in my secondary school days but after waiting over four years for admission, everytyn has disappeared. ….school started smoothly and I was coming from home to school as my school had no hostel way back then, </div>
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I mingled with so many people in school just because all freshers received faculty course in the same hall while departmental courses were taken once in a while. As time goes on, I started getting to know people from my facaulty and eeoartment but not so close to any1 aside Bola who we always go home together in the same bus even though we don’t leave in the same area….didnt take long b4 I got use to bola. From going home together, we started mingling in school, keeping seat for each other during lectures, hanging around all the time. </div>
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I was trying to cope with school activities and assignments were coming in without having idea of how to go about it but thanks to segun who was my helping hand. Segun has been a friend since my primary school days and he was the headboy in our secondary school…he was already in 300level studing elect/elect in another university in the state. Every night, I come home with my assignment, dashed to segun’s house in the get assignments solved, take it to school the following day and bola will b the first to copy assignment from me before any other person. I tend to always sort segun out every weekend with recharge cards. Like play like play, people started noticing me as the first person to solve any assignment relating to calculations and some tend to always come and ask me for my assignment. </div>
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I became a bit popular among girls and some guys. This made them to start challenging me to explain</div>
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solutions to them including Bola. Only if they knew the person that has been helping me out was Segun, Bola always make shakara as her close pal was the one everybody always wanted to learn from……I don enter am as I no fit derep nor belittle mysef….. </div>
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WATCH OUT FOR PART 2</div>

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“A 24 year-old virgin boy unfortunately falls into the hands a 
female-led company of friends and acquaintances that have seemingly 
ganged-up and are determined to bring him into ‘proper maturity’. Will 
he heed to their rather sensually-inspired maturity demands?”</div>
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I had six corps-member friends: Segun, Tolu, Michael, Bassey, Matthew
 and Abuchi; during my service year. I served in 2010 in Calabar and it 
was very easy to link up with these guys since they coincidently made up
 part of the membership of the hostel I was assigned into, in camp. In 
other words, when it was time for posting, being collectively posted to 
the same local government logically meant we would all still remain 
together. Luckily for us, we did manage to find a commercial hostel 
block which had in essence turned into a ‘corpers’ lodge’ over time, so 
we subsequently moved in! And as corps-members usually do, we found 
pairing quite comfortable. Segun, Michael and Abuchi were already coming
 from a wealthy background so they opted to independently rent 3 rooms 
for themselves while myself, Tolu, Matthew and Bassey just had to 
literarily pile ourselves in a room! We six used four rooms in total – 
Segun, Michael and Abuchi were in three while the rest of us shared the 
fourth! Fortunately, the rooms were on the same corridor so our being 
apart made little difference as we almost always preferred this long 
large corridor between us. We would leave our rooms and choose instead 
to sit along the corridor for several hours gisting! We never stopped 
talking about our ‘early-days’ experiences after retiring home from our 
various Places of Primary Assignment (PPA) and it was so much fun to be 
part of! Most of these guys were talkative in disposition, and it meant 
we never ever had dull moments at all!</div>
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Anyway, among us all, I was a bit different. Not because I was very slim
 or anything like that. No. Just in personality. I studied Medical Lab. 
Science in the University. University of Lagos precisely, and it had a 
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Anyway, among us all, I was a bit different. Not because I was very slim or anything like that. No.<br />
Moreover, I grew up in a very religious and extremely principled home 
where my dad was legion head at the central parish and my mom, a teacher
 in the seminary school! A combination of these meant that I eventually 
had very shaped thoughts to life and living. While growing up I believed
 a lot in the regimentation of things! I loved principles, orderliness 
and adherence to rules. I wasn’t the kind you would expect to begin a 
revolt of any kind and of course I was never going to easily go contrary
 to any believes I had originally had in the past – no matter how 
archaic they might appear! I was your standard old-fashioned 
conservative! And how so very unusual I appeared to the rest of my 
peers! It was predictably difficult to mingle, interact or associate 
with persons who would be ordinarily friends. Moreover, my parents’ 
stand on ‘ the ideal friend’, made it even more difficult! Their long 
list of essential features of such ‘friend’ simply translates to finding
 someone else very much like myself! In fact, it took me 20 years to 
actually begin to freely associate with colleagues and acquaintances! 
And that was just about the time I began having any idea of what s*x and
 relationships were – moreover, I had just gained admission into the 
University of Lagos (UNILAG) and had begun my first year!<br />
The thoughts of s*x always seemed like a riddle! I just always found it 
difficult to wrap a head around it. Of course I had never seen, felt or 
even ‘touched’ s*x and was simply a virgin! I had heard it mentioned a 
couple of times by distant friends but it never did trigger any 
interests for me. Having no TV’s at home meant I was never going to see 
people performing the art at least until I left home! Since I also 
hadn’t read any books about it either, it turned out that I would be 
totally devoid of what actually happens when s*x takes place! The only 
knowledge I had about what a real Kittycat looked like was what we were 
told in one of the most notorious of the many biology classes we had on 
the reproductive organ, back in the Secondary School! Apart from that, I
 couldn’t emphatically claim that I was sure of how the vulva sits 
between the legs! Sometimes I had mistaken it to be horizontal instead 
of vertical – that was how bad it was! But mom would definitely rather 
that! Mom was fine with my complete oblivion of matters surrounding s*x!
 She always insisted that s*x was for married people only and that it 
was so very wrong for me to know anything at all about it before getting
 married. Being the only son made it just more difficult and to please 
her and dad, I unbelievably never mingled with girls at any point of my 
growing up. Neither did I ever meddle with things my parents will call 
nasty, dirty or obscene! In fact, it grew to a point of becoming areas 
of total disinterest for me and it meant that I was never likely going 
to seek for s*x at any point before marriage. It was only after I had 
gone into the university that I accidentally began giving thoughts to it
 occasionally. I had to think that it had something to do with the 
environment and how often I was now seeing guys with girls all around 
campus. However, I still remained a virgin until I finished with UNILAG,
 and the only girl I ever got pretty intimate with, left me three weeks 
into our seeing each other! I guess I bored the living jesus out of her!<br />
However, I still remained a virgin until I finished with UNILAG, and the
 only girl I ever got pretty intimate with, left me three weeks into our
 seeing each other!<br />
The day these corps-member mates of mine learnt I was still a virgin, 
real pandemonium broke out in the lodge! I had accidentally said it, 
while trying to explain my point in an on-going argument and 
predictably, none of them believed their ears! In fact, right from that 
moment until we went to bed several hours later, they never stopped 
reciting it – screaming at the top of their voices and disquieting the 
entire hotel block! They even went ahead to twist the revelation in as 
many ways as possible and began calling me all sorts of amusing names in
 reference to my preserved virginity! Tolu who was the eldest of us, 
never failed to continually point out how much Pour he thought I would 
certainly have in my possibly swollen testicles and how much of a load 
it would be for any woman that eventually had s*x with me in future! As 
they made these audacious pun of theirs, they endlessly laughed in 
follow-up! For the first time in my life, my virginity status suddenly 
became a source of outright embarrassment for me! It was something I 
usually prided myself in even without openly talking about it. But I 
soon further figured out by how much that would still change when these 
dudes notoriously went on to even openly do their virginity jibes at me,
 right in front of some of our closest household neighbours! That was 
when I got really irked and had to begin fighting back! Moreover, it was
 already too little too late at that point as one of our loudest 
neighbours and friend, Madam Ann had inevitably heard about it! She was 
an attractive woman of probably 45 years old (or a few years less) and 
sufficiently chubby, if not fat! Myself and the rest of the guys had 
known her through the last occupants of our rooms and considering she 
was often coming over to our compound to fetch water from the public tap
 just across the street, it was quite easy to begin getting on with her 
too.<br />
She was an attractive woman of probably 45 years old (or a few years less) and sufficiently chubby, if not fat!<br />
Nonetheless, she was indeed a boisterous extrovert like I mentioned 
earlier, and a near-talkative! Rumour had it that she was divorced from 
her man a couple of months into the marriage and she hadn’t bothered to 
go into another. Being a school headmistress (for one of the 
good-for-nothing public primary schools in the vicinity), it appeared 
she was self-sufficient and basically needed little marriage 
commitments. The previous occupants of our lodges had introduced her to 
us as the ‘lady who held the keys to their rooms when they were not 
around’ and we were happy to begin using her assist in the same capacity
 too as soon as we moved in – just for my room anyway. The arrangement 
only had to be terminated as soon as the boys began complaining about 
how often she queried them about their private lives each time they 
visited to pick up our key. She was a known gossip as a matter of fact! 
In other words, with all this knowledge about her personality, it is 
quite easy to see why divulging such private information about my 
s*x-life to her would mean disaster at the very least!</div>
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Weirdly though, It was exactly a week after I had regrettably revealed 
my virginity status to my roommates and friends that I was told that we 
would have to begin keeping our lodge’s key with Madam Ann once again. 
Of course, I didn’t exactly grab the rationale behind a return to the 
forgone idea just then. I did admit that we were already having a bit of
 a challenge with who was supposedly meant to be holding the key among 
the three of us. Mathew who usually used to be the first to get back 
from his PPA every workday, suddenly stopped doing so. In fact he began 
coming in after every other person and the task supposedly fell to my 
feet since I usually returned just after him. Getting home very early in
 other to make sure you open the door for the rest of the boys before 
their return, was never the problem, rather their refusal to allow me 
take up the role at all. Flimsy excuses like, “you might have days you 
wouldn’t meet up” and “what happens during days you go for your midweek 
church service?” always came up. Even when I suggested we cloned the key
 into multiples for everyone, they still refused for no just cause! They
 were hell-bent on seeing that Madam Ann began keeping the keys again 
and my recent past history with the fat woman did mean I was definitely 
going to be an unlucky man any day I happened to visit her to pick up 
our key! She was predictably going to ask about everything virginity and
 how I had refused to let s*x cross my paths since birth! It wasn’t 
going to be surprising at all, rather the true surprise might be what 
actual reason the boys would finally give, for returning the key to her 
apartment.</div>
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“I am going to show your mum these!” was her next comment out of 
nowhere! As soon as I heard her mention mum, I was forced to look her 
way! I was soon contemplating begging her not to. Mum was surely going 
to break if she did see the condom.<br />
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“Please aunty…” I wanted to begin begging her<br />
“Ehhh-ehhh-ehhh….don’t even aunty me Daniel! You disappoint me and you 
will tell me who you were fucking when I called you!”  her use of the 
word F**K sounded so very normal that moment.<br />
My mouth remained open as I watched her<br />
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“I am showing your mum this! I just have to! I even wonder why I am 
particularly surprised you are not still a virgin! There was no way you 
would own that heap of pornography and still remain a virgin…jesos…I am 
telling your mum everything! From the pornography, even though I have 
burnt all of them, to this condom…everything!…”<br />
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I felt like collapsing! I never knew my aunt could be this unforgiving!<br />
“In fact get out of here and make sure you fix that bathroom door today –
 screwdriver or not! Moreover go and bathe!! You stink of Kittycat!! 
When you come out, you will explain to me, who you were fucking.” She 
began walking away from the living room just about then. Her Buttocks 
swayed in the tight blue denim trouser she had changed into while I was 
away! I didn’t look at her Buttocks for too long though, as I had more 
troubling things occupying my mind instead!<br />
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In fact Mrs. Jumoke was already waiting at the carport in front of her house when I opened the gate and walked in. She was wearing a long shirt which was probably her husband’s and as anyone would guess, wore absolutely nothing underneath! As soon as she saw me, she smiled and began standing to receive me.</div>
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“How are you?” she asked me as I joined her in the porch. She raised her hand to stroke my hair while I dropped my hand to grab her Buttocks! She was stark Unclad underneath as I had suspected.</div>
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“I’m fine” I replied, letting the hand locate her fanny which was already very moist!</div>
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“…and I missed him too.” she brought her hand to the front of my denim trouser and grabbed my already stiff Joystick as we walked into the living room! I uncoiled at her grab!</div>
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“Ohhh…” I gasped, letting my hand penetrate her gooey Kittycat! She went on to amply spread her legs as she turned to face me! Her hands were on my fly and they were desperately trying to free my engorged manhood already! I had bent over slightly towards her so that I could keep finger-fucking her from where I was stood as she ransacked my crotch!</div>
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“Did he miss me?…” she suddenly asked as she ran her tongue on the still to be uncovered Joystick. She was equally getting out of her shirt just then.</div>
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“Sure he did!” I replied, adding another finger to the two in her honeypot!</div>
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She instantly clenched her Kittycat muscles and sighed! Then she proceeded to pull my boxers down, freeing my stiff phallus! The engorged member sprang out, dangling back and forth!</div>
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Then she proceeded to pull my boxers down, freeing my stiff phallus! The engorged member sprang out, dangling back and forth!</div>
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She sighed again on seeing it, and then after getting on her knees, pulled closer to swallow the 8 inch boner! There was genuine passion in her eyes!</div>
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She has always been good at giving award-winning heads and she didn’t disappoint that day! She sucked me real good, using plenty of her saliva as outright lubricant! My crotch, her fingers and her face was full of spit and it felt as though I was already fucking her Kittycat!</div>
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She sucked me real good, using plenty of her saliva as outright lubricant! My crotch, her fingers and her face was full of spit and it felt as though I was already fucking her Kittycat!</div>
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As she sucked me she fingered herself, causing me to desire to finger her again! So I brought her to bend over so that I could resume fingering her again while she kept sucking me! She did and we began pleasuring each other’s genitals! I was freely fucking her snatch with four fingers while she sucked and tickled my balls and pipe!</div>
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So I brought her to bend over so that I could resume fingering her again while she kept sucking me!</div>
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It was an incredible scene and I never failed to bring my fingers to my mouth to lick off her endlessly dripping nectar from them! When it became obvious she couldn’t take it anymore, she instantly spoke to me.</div>
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“F**K me baby!…” she gasped almost shedding tears. She lifted her face to my mouth, finding my lips and smearing her saliva all over them as she engaged me in a deep kiss!</div>
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She lifted her face to my mouth, finding my lips</div>
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After what was like a couple minutes, she disengaged from me and turned to her back to bend over! We had pleasured our way to the dinning without knowing until she raised one of her knees to rest it on the dining table! That was when I actually realized where we were!</div>
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“F**K me baby! Please F**K me hard”, she repeated again, sticking her full Buttocks in the air in readiness for my Joystick!</div>
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I bent over and began giving her cunt a good lick in readiness for my throbbing 8 inch phallus!</div>
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After eating and chewing the fleshly mound amid endless drools of her juices across my face and lips, I positioned my Joystick on her hole!</div>
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I positioned my Joystick on her hole!</div>
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“Please use a condom honey…”, was the surprising announcement, ”I am currently ovulating.”</div>
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It wasn’t really new to me as she had demanded that in the past anytime she was ovulating. Even though it was apparent she seemed to want more and more s*x during those times, she has never failed to be careful with the way she let me F**K her! Luckily I still had some condoms in my wallet – two remaining sachets actually; so I left her and went for my trouser which was already lying in a heap at the front door. As soon, as I had retrieved and worn the rubber, I went on to return the empty sachet back inside my wallet to cover every possible source of suspicion from Jumoke’s husband. It was usual routine for both of us. The condom itself, could barely cross my mid-Joystick even, as my size was clearly stretching the rubber to its limits!</div>
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The condom itself, could barely cross my mid-Joystick even, as my size was clearly stretching the rubber to its limits!</div>
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I went on to give her a few more licks on her Kittycat to reignite her arousal before going on to penetrate her with my long black Joystick!</div>
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I went on to give her a few more licks on her Kittycat to reignite her arousal before going on to penetrate her with my long black Joystick!</div>
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“Ohh….gawd!…” she hissed as I hit her Kittycat bottom in the first stroke! She was sumptuously wet and her juices freely ran out of her Kittycat as I began taking more gentle thrusts! She stretched an arm to grab my Buttocks in encouragement.</div>
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I gradually began increasing the intensity of my strokes!</div>
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My Joystick head constantly grazed her g-spot as it went in, causing her to jolt every now and then! She was in untold ecstasy!</div>
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“Go and pick baby.” Mrs. Jumoke suddenly started, pulling away from my still pulsating Joystick. “It may be an important call” she turned and kissed me deeply in the mouth.</div>
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she turned and kissed me deeply in the mouth.</div>
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After looking into her eyes for a while, I looked away and began heading to the living room to pick the said call. Alas! it was my aunt, Edna calling!</div>
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“Where are you Daniel?!!…” she ferociously began as soon as I had the phone in my ear! “Ehh?! Where are you this boy?!” The fact that she called me boy, kind of irked me more than anything else!</div>
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“I am heading back home ma…” I managed to stutter, looking at Jumoke’s face who had gone on to join me. She was the one who suggested I told her I was heading home in a whisper, as she could clearly hear my aunt’s loud voice.</div>
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“You better come back here!…You should just find a way of appearing here this instant!…”</div>
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The call was hung up. She was gone!</div>
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“Who was that? Your mum?” Mrs. Jumoke asked. Panic was clearly written across her face.</div>
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“Not really. My aunt. She’s been inour place for two days now”</div>
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“Oh…okay. You need to go then. You can come as soon as you are free again to. Just call me okay?” she was obviously disappointed; just like myself. And as she kept fondling/hand-jobing my already limp Joystick as I dressed up, I kept wondering how else I could find another opportunity to come back there that same day! When I was finally dressed, we embraced deeply and it lasted for quite some time.</div>
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And as she kept fondling/hand-jobing my already limp Joystick as I dressed up, I kept wondering how else I could find another opportunity to come back there that same day!</div>
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As we did, I returned my hands to her Kittycat, dipping two fingers into her! She humped her hips at them, in a desperate attempt to F**K the fingers! When I finally pulled out of her, I brought the sufficiently soaked fingers to my mouth, sucking them clean!</div>
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“I will be back…” I said, as I opened her front door to leave. She remained standing at the front door Unclad, and watched me as I walked through her gate heading for my house!</div>
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She remained standing at the front door Unclad, and watched me as I walked through her gate heading for my house!</div>
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It was very predictable what I encountered on getting home! Aunty Edna was seated at the living room filing her nails when I walked in. Merely looking at her face, told anyone hell was about to break loose! When my mind quickly recalled that I didn’t even buy the screwdriver again, I began wishing that the ground could open up so that I can fall in!</div>
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“Where did you go to?!!…..” she abruptly started as soon as she saw me! “Ehh….?! Where did you go Daniel?!” She was already getting up from her seat! Her big Bosom never stopped heaving as she fumed!</div>
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“I….I….was looking for the screwdriver…” I began to stammer! “The shop was closed when I….”</div>
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“Liar! She interrupted ferociously!” “Liar! Which shop?! Which shop was closed?! Did you know that I had to walk down to that shop myself when the delay became too much? So which shop are you talking about?!” She was coming closer. I was dreading the worst.</div>
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“I….I….I….they…they were closed aunty. They were closed when I got there…” I was doing my best to still feign innocent</div>
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“you are still lying abi?!” she was almost in front of me! “Did you know what time it is when you left here?! Now it is nearly 47minutes ago! Just walking down the street?! 45 minutes?! Where did you go Daniel?!”</div>
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“Moreover…you are sweating! Wait…Daniel?! You’ve been sweating! What where doing when I called you Daniel?!” she now had this strange frown on her face as she narrowed her eyes in sheer curiosity</div>
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I didn’t still speak. I only just took a quick look at myself, observing how much sweat my body was covered in and then returned my eyes to the floor.</div>
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“Daniel?!…I asked you a question! What were you doing when I called you? Obviously, you were not playing football at that field over there. Because if you were, I would have seen you. Moreover, your legs are not even dusty…so….”</div>
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I still didn’t speak. She then stood and walked up to me. I was physically shivering in terror!</div>
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“Jesos!…you stink!” she suddenly exclaimed as soon as she sniffed me up. “Daniel?! Oh gawd! What else haven’t you done?!” she was almost wailing as she placed both her hands on her head! I was taken aback and even had to smell myself too, flashing my eyes here and there in outright confusion! “Oh Daniel! Who were you having s*x with when I called you?! Who where you…oh gawd!…” she was walking back to her seat.</div>
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Ama walked into the Adedeji Construction company, she saw Awesome coming towards her direction<br />In a terribly heart-thumping moment, he walked past her ‘You’re here to submit your resignation letter,right?’ He asked. ‘Please, drop it over there!’ Awesome said calmly.<br />Ama stood rooted to the ground, She was looking at him like he was from another planet. She found her tongue tied. She doesn’t know how to tell him that she needs his help.<br />‘Let’s talk please’ She blurted out.<br />‘I don’t have the time, I’m screening and interviewing job applicant, and that is supposed to be your job, so…’<br />‘It’s important, please’ She said pleadingly.<br />The urgency in her tone and the sad look she was wearing gave him away and his next word came as a surprise.<br />‘Okay, Go ahead!’<br />‘Thanks! It’s about Uj….<br />She was interjected by a staff from the Research and Interview department.<br />‘Mr Awesome, your attention is needed, downstairs’ The young lady said and smoothed down her well-ironed skirt.’Hi, Ama’ She concluded, while Ama simply waved at her.<br />‘Uhm…I will be there in a moment’ Awesome said.<br />The young lady nodded and left.<br />‘Uju is missing’ Ama said with tears.<br />The news knocked Awesome off his feet, all the anger and resentment he had had vanished in that moment. It was unadulterated love that made him hugged her passionately, while attraction held them for some minute.<br />‘I’m sorry’ Awesome said while wiping the tears away from her eyes. The news was too much for him to handle, he knew Uju back then, and the fact she was missing weaken him emotionally.<br />‘What should we do?’ He asked.’How did it happen?’<br />‘Well, she left for her sent-forth party, and I’m thinking I__sorry, we should go to her school and asked about her whereabouts’<br />‘Seems like a good plan, what could have caused it?.’<br />‘She was….her dressing was a bit out of line, the volumes were turned on, but that shouldn’t be a criteria for her being missing’<br />‘Let me attend to a few things, and we would be on our way, okay?’<br />She nodded. ‘I will be in my office’ She said.<br />‘Okay!’ He said and left.</div>
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The drive to Williams High School was moody, the atmosphere was tensed. Ama sobbed inwardly, while silence enveloped the car.<br />Getting to the school, He parked his car outside the gate and approached the gateman who gave them direction to the principal’s office.<br />The door creaked as they were ushered in.<br />A man who shouldn’t be more than fifty years sat behind his wide curved desk filled with both old and new files.<br />‘Good morning, sir’ Awesome greeted.<br />‘Morning, how may I help you?’ He asked in a coarse and harsh tone.<br />‘Okay, my sister is missing’ Ama blurted out.<br />The principal looked at Ama amusingly before giving out an evil short laugh.<br />‘So, This place isn’t a police station and what’s my business if your sister is missing, Do I look like a detective?’ He threw at her.<br />‘But, she is…..She was a student of this school’ Ama countered.<br />‘This school has more than a thousand students, so you expect me to keep tabs on your sister, if your sister is missing as you said, you have to go and meet the Guidance counsellor’ He said.<br />Ama eyed the principal vigorously, She knew his type, the man has almost the same character with principal of the school where she had taught.<br />‘Sorry, sir, I think she was a bit emotional and didn’t table the issue properly, we are not saying you ought to keep tabs on your students, that’s a herculean task, and I wouldn’t encourage my enemies to do that…..’<br />‘The safety of every student of this school lies on his shoulder, and you’re condoning this terrible act’ Ama cuts in.<br />Ignoring Ama’s statement, He continued.’She was among the students you organised a party for recently, and since then, She is nowhere to be found’.<br />‘Oh. Well, I don’t think I can help you guys much, but what’s her name?’<br />‘Uju Ebere’<br />‘A minute, please’ The man said and placed a call across to the vice principal.<br />‘Hello, Send me the names of students who attended the party we organised in the school, three days ago..Thanks’ The man said and dropped the phone. He was happy, they had kept the attendance of the students who attended the occasion.<br />His phone beeped, a minute later, He checked it.<br />‘Well, your sister was missing in our occasion we heard that the students organised a party for themselves, maybe she attended that, I can’t say, and moreover, we rounded everything up before twelve noon.’<br />‘Are you sure?’ Ama asked, she was finding it difficult to believe what he was saying.<br />‘I’m a very busy man, I don’t have the time to repeat myself’ He said with a touch of finality.<br />‘Thank you, very much, we would be on our way’ Awesome said and they left the principal’s office.</div>
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Inside the car, Various thoughts raced through Ama’s mind, She had no idea where her sister could be and that was slowly killing her. She felt she was responsible for her being missing. Few things are as bad as guilty conscience, it dispelled one’s happiness. However, it could only get worse when you don’t know how to right your wrong.</div>
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‘The federal and state government are owing construction companies over N600B in the past two years, and the huge debt is responsible for the inability of the construction firms to deliver many projects scattered across the country………Let’s hear from the president of the construction companies…..’ The news blast out from the Radio Fm.</div>
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‘What is that?’ Ama asked, but Awesome motioned her to keep mute.</div>
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‘We have never had it so bad, we’re in a bad shape, if the government can even pay a quarter of this debt, we can return to the various project sites, so on this note, I’m declaring a state of emergency in the construction sector to put the nation in a good shape’ The president, federation of construction industry concluded.</div>
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‘How can they declare a state of emergency just like that it’s sudden?’ Ama queried.</div>
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‘I need to see my dad,ASAP, I’m sorry I can’t drop you off’</div>
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‘It’s okay, I will take a cab’ She said.</div>
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There was another round of Silence, before he broke the silence.</div>
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‘Uju would be found, okay?’</div>
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‘It’s okay!’ She said and came down from the car.<br />Left alone, with her problems.</div>
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Afam was soaked in anger, smothered in depression, stung by Work’s pressures.<br />Everything lurking behind Afam’s heart was squelched immediately a message entered his phone. He felt a different ray of light at that moment, his eyes had glistened with joy.</div>
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It wasn’t every day that he got such an invitation from his heartrob Amaka. It had to be Amaka or no one else, the only girl who had captured his heart in a surprising way. One could only imagined that minute ago, he was sulking heavily.</div>
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He re-read the message to be sure.</div>
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‘Meet me at C&S cafeteria ASAP’</div>
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He hurriedly dressed up and picked his car keys. He dared not miss something as special as that.<br />Getting to C&S, he strolled in with a beaming smile, he looked around searching for that one girl, but he couldn’t find her.</div>
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His smile had withered. Could it be a mistake?<br />Why would Amaka lie to him?<br />He was disappointed, he’d quickly flicked the mayfly on his shirt.</div>
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Still contemplating on what to do when another message entered his phone.<br />‘Sorry for the delay! Its traffic!!’<br />That had reassured him as he sat down quietly, huffing and puffing due to fatigue.</div>
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He thought about Amaka and smiled, he adored her, he was like a putty in her hands. But that doesn’t matters because he loved her.</div>
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Amaka on the other side was indifferent to the whole setting, she felt she was being used for the betterment of her family. Afam had proven to be a nice caring guy, judging from the way he showered Amaka’s family with gifts. He had his suspicions too, he felt Amaka was drifting away, but shrugged it off.</div>
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Afterall, she had introduce me to her family He would say and moreover, he had proposed to her recently and she accepted!</div>
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‘Hey!’ Amaka called out and broke into his thoughts.<br />Afam looked up and smiled<br />‘You’re welcome’ he said<br />Taking a seat across directly opposite Afam ‘yeah! Sorry, traffic probs!’<br />‘Well, its okay’ Afam reassured.<br />‘I will go get our orders!’ Amaka said and left.</div>
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It was no news that Amaka had a trenchant way of meeting the waiter and placing her orders, instead of them coming over to her.</div>
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She had not take more than seven steps when she saw Awesome, sitting somewhere around the corner.<br />Her brain went into overdrive as it blinked severally. She’d never expected to see Awesome. A healthy rush of sweet sensation flushed through her. She stood still like her legs were numbed and stiffed. Awesome had no right to be that handsome.</div>
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Amaka found herself comparing Awesome with Afam!<br />She’d a lot of questions to ask that gorgeous man beside her. She knew doing that would aroused Afam’s suspicions. Was it not last week, Afam was telling her, she wasn’t giving the relationship her all?<br />Awesome beamed her a smile and her world turned over. She wanted to hug him and ran her fingers through his well-curled hair.</div>
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She sidled away to the waiter and ordered some food, She walked quietly trying so hard to focus on her steps, but she made the mistake of looking at Awesome again. Awesome winked at her and smiled again.<br />She knew that wink! She knew the underlying message it carries. She walked back carefully to Afam.</div>
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‘He’s hitting on you?’ Afam blurted out.</div>
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‘Wh-who? Wha-what?’ She faltered, acting all guilty.</div>
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‘The guy over there!’ Afam smiled and pointed at Awesome.</div>
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‘I don’t know what you’re talking about!’ Amaka replied, open-eyed.</div>
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How would she explained that, the ‘guy over there’ was her bestfriend, her first love, her everything, the guy gave her a whole new life. She was little when her dad died, she avoided everyone like plague, she was torn by sadness and ‘that guy over there’ had pulled her out from that darkness.</div>
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‘Do you know him before?’</div>
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‘Afamefula! Maka why? Why are you doing this?’ Amaka blurted out.</div>
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The waiter brought their orders, shortly later. Afam ate ravenously while Amaka was staring rather than eating. Her mind had gone far.<br />All of a sudden, Afam became uncomfortable by what he supposed to be Amaka’s loss of appetite. He took a ‘sorrowful’ bite out of his meatpie, he chewed it longer than neccessary, he pondered over it like a business proposal, and when he finally decided to swallow, it lingered on his throat.<br />After some futile efforts, he gulped it down like a bitter drink, making an amusing grimace. Amaka’s eyes fell on his and they both laughed.<br />‘Unsuccessful bite?’</div>
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‘More like a throat-grazing bite’ He whimpered, still trying to find his composure.</div>
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‘I’m filled!’ She said ‘let’s be on our way!’</div>
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Amaka had been thinking about how to converse with Awesome, she won’t just go, without having his contact. Doing that would mean ripping herself of her happiness and peace.</div>
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Afam got up and held Amaka, and they left the cafeteria. When they got outside, about to enter the car.<br />‘Uhmm, Afam, I need to get some food for Uju, You know she’ll kill me if I don’t’<br />With that, she sauntered back to the cafeteria, and ran to Awesome, and She hugged him tightly. Ignoring any hindrances, that type of hug happens once in a lifetime, it was soothing and she revelled greatly in the heat and intensity of Awesome’s body. Feelings and desire from yesteryears they had shared, came rushing back in a fragment of second.</div>
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Left to her, she would have stayed there for years, with no thought of leaving, but Awesome got over his desires and disengaged from her.</div>
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‘What are you doing in nigeria?’ ‘When did you come back?’ Amaka threw at him.</div>
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‘Who was that guy?’ Awesome asked.</div>
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The frown that ceased Amaka’s brows spoke volumes of her unhappiness concerning the issue. Awesome noticed the frown and smiled mischievously.</div>
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‘I don’t have much time, I came to say hi’ Amaka replied.</div>
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Awesome gave her his complimentary card, Amaka thanked him with a peck and ran outside, giddy with excitement.</div>
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‘Let’s go’ She said musically.</div>
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‘And where is the food?’ Afam asked when he saw that she wasn’t carrying anything.<br />I-I-I…..Eerm……I–I for–got’ She said stammeringly, out of fear.<br />Afam looked at her and shook his head, He knew she was hiding something, the annoying part was that he couldn’t place his fingers on them, He had no idea what it could be, but his ever-sharp instincts told him it has to do with the guy he saw earlier. He noticed that Amaka had behaved rather strangely, when she saw the guy, he couldn’t figure out the connection between them. He doesn’t have any idea if the guy would be a threat or not!</div>
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‘No problem! Please enter’ Afam said and opened the door for Amaka.</div>
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The drive from the Cafeteria was hitch-free, while silence engulfed the atmosphere in the car, Amaka focused her attention to the program airing on the Radio, while Afam kept a straight face and drove on.<br />When they got to her house, she checked her bag for the complimentary card, she couldn’t find it.<br />Fear gripped her, she collected it, she was damn sure ‘where could it be?’She asked no one in particular.</div>
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Amaka was downcast at the moment as she ransacked her handbag angrily, her countenance was falling. Her annoyance stemmed from the fact that the complimentary card was the only way of reconnecting with her bestfriend.</div>
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‘Did Afam took it?’ She asked herself miserably.’ Why would he?’ She asked again.</div>
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‘Looking for something?’ Afam asked and broke into her thoughts.</div>
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‘Not at all’ She replied dryly.</div>
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Amaka continued to search her bag, as if her entire life depends on it.</div>
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‘You’re definitely looking for this’ Afam said and handed over the complimentary card to her.<br />Amaka collected it, her face flushed red with embarrassment. She came down from the car lazily and hugged her shivering body in both arms, clasping herself as if she would fall.</div>
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‘Amaka! I don’t know who he is to you,that you were__ or the kind of connection or relationship you both shared in the past, but I don’t want him to come between us!’ Afam said firmly.</div>
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Amaka simply nodded and entered her house without looking back.</div>
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WATCH OUT FOR PART 2 TOMORROW</div>
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