EPISODE 2
Esther was a final year student of
Convenant
University, studying Business
Administration, or so
I heard when I eavesdropped on my
uncle. She was
tall, fair in complexion, some desirable
lips and a
madt dimple contrasted with an tooth
gap, when
she smiles, you will think she is the most
caring
human on earth.. ( Guys, Don’t be
deceived by
smiles ohhhh abeg!!!! ). Couldn’t
determine the
size of her bosoms because she can sabi
package,
but she had an Bottom I once thought of
while self-
servicing. Trouble!!!!!!!!!
She comes to lagos straight from school
before
going to Abuja where their(My Inlaw n
her
sibblings) parents are based, but this
december,
she wanted to stay in Lagos for reasons
I didn’t
care to know because she was just a
spoilt brat!.
Sometimes I looked at her and pitied the
husband
that was gonna marry her. But anyhow,
“I must use
Asamoah’s style to blackmail this
beensh”. That was
what I thought in less than 3seconds.
“Danladi what is this?” She asked
looking at my
Lagbaja, still in its mask with a face like ”
” ..
Damn! That was too direct. I said in my
wandering
mind, before I could explain myself, she
shunned
me, smiled and said:
“Where is my breakfast? I need to eat
before I take
this anti-malaria”..
Like seriously? , Esther smiled at me?
Those
dimples just went in, giving way for the
gap tooth
to shine at me? Because of why nah?
Why? Malaria?
Food? See this liar ohhhh! She nor know
say I be
walking Lying detecting machine.
All these were on my mind, “I refused to
be bribed
like this”, I said to myself. So I told her
where the
food was, still trying to cover my
hellrection.
She said “Naurrie Boy”, turned around
and left,
with another smile!!. Blood Of Goat!!!!!,
another
smile? I frowned my face like shittt and
popped the
million dolar question “ESTHER, WHERE IS
BROS
ABU?” With some balloteli’s 2012Euro
Cup Stand..
She paused, puzzled and shocked..
Looked at me
with one hell of “WTF” on her face.
At this moment, I was feeling like the
Puppet
Master(Can’t remember where I knew
that f.a.g
sha). I had Esther right at my palms, I
finally had
her like Asamoah had his Dad’s drivers. I
was so
elated that lagbaja got jealous and
deflated like a
baloon.(Scientists better look for
explanations to
there mysteries surrounding the man
tools.)
“What kind of a question is that? Which
Abu are you
talking about? And how dare you call my
name in
such a tone? Have you gone nuts or you
think you
are talking to your sister huh?” These
were JAMB
questions I got, and to make the matter
worst, she
asked these questions in a very low tone,
thats so
not like Esther. So I thought to myself
that she
didn’t want someone to hear us,
definitely making
her guilty. So I said “YOU THINK I DIDN’T
SEE
YOU TWO?”..
This point, she was furious but she
didn’t have the
energy to slap me as she used to do, so I
thought
this was all from the bleep she got, she
was
exhausted. (Yeah! I wrote bleep sha ).
But a Jack
Sparrow Voice came to me like an angel
and said
“Hey silly, she is 22, Abu is 30+ but
single, you
think you can blackmail her?”..
This was when I realised I have allowed
vengeance
take over me, so I apologised, told her I
was just
trying to play with her because she
looked weak
and sick. This was when a clue entered!
She had
malaria, she was in her nighties at 2pm, I
didn’t see
her this morning. But damn, how come
her hair was
scattered? “I don’t have your time now,
don’t
ever pull a psychological joke on me ever
in your
life, you get it init?”.. YES! MAH!!!!, I
exclaimed as I
answered her like I was a cadet and she
my
commandant.
I left the kitchen entrance embarrassed
as I went
straight up to wear a Kaftan (long
sleeved shirt),
immediately I wore it, I headed straight
to the store
room and banged the door oppened..
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Friends hurts the most, be careful of the
friends
you keep”.. Funny how I remembered
the words of
my teacher advising me to stay away
from the kind
of friends I associates with while I stood
there,
looking at Bros Abu and the woman, I
guess she
was the one I called my Uncle’s Wife few
hours ago
but at this moment, she was just a
woman.
“Ummm.. Ummmm.. Danladi, what are
you doing
here?” She asked in the most vulnerable
voice ever,
as she stood up from the Old sets of
mattress that
were in the store,sweating profusely like
some
stainless steel with ice block inside!
while Oga Abu
was busy wearing his trousers. Damn!
He was also
wearing perry colev? and I didn’t
remember
seeing him remove the condoms. Like he
used it
anyways.
“Joyce weds Daniel”, as I saw it on their
wedding
calendar the previous day, Joyce was
from a
wealthy home,a graduate of Law in A.B.U
Zaria in
her mid 20’s. Didn’t really pay attention
to her
physical appearances as she was my
uncle’s wife.
But she was a beauty to behold,
especially now that
I got to see those b.o.obs she has
refused to let
sagged. Unfortunately it was all physical
beauty,
because I just saw the ugliest woman
ever!
What went wrong? Could it be that my
uncle with
his pot belly (which explains the XL shirts
he keeps
giving me ) couldn’t satisfy his wife in
bed? Or is it
because he is hardly at home? Why?
They are just
2years old, no child yet, is that uncle of
mine
impotent? Abi this Abu of a man use
jazz?
“My Guy!, its not what you think”.. Abu
interrupted
my thinkology(pardon! ). I looked at him,
I felt a
rage inside of me and wanted to break
his head, but
thank the gods, they over took my
actions, I just
looked at him and left the store room.
(Oga Abu
grab oh! Make he no use style beat me
for that
room because na danger zone I enter.)
The phone rang, it was asamoah, I
picked it and he
started saying words I don’t understand.
All I
understood was “I don find girl for you”.
I have
been thinking for almost 2hours in my
room, as to
why Joyce will cheat on my uncle that
worships
her. But I thought to myself that enough
was
enough, so I brought my phone, opened
my opera
mini, opened my Saved Pages, I was a
fan of Lisa
Ann and Kapri Styles, so I had pictures of
her on
web pages saved in my browser. This
was an
attempt to stop thinking of my uncle’s
wife
Unclothedness abomination. Or so I
thought .
“Grrrrhhhhhhhh! Grrrrhhhhhhhh!!
Grrrrhhhhhhhh!!!” The bell by the gate
rang, while
your boy was busy looking for soap to
put lagbaja to
sleep (Same soap I left outside oh!). At
this
moment, the thoughts of Joyce came
again!. “Why
did this Uncle of mine listen to his wife
in not
having a gateman? How am I supposed
to go out
there like this to open the gate?”.
Wssssh! Back to
my kaftan, with some hard-on lost, I
went to open
the gate, taking note that the Honda EOD
was
missing, meaning Joyce wasn’t around,
Faith and
Abigail came in. Abigail didn’t greet me,
but faith
did.
Faith was a chubby girl, more like the
younger
Toolz in person. An engineering student
in
Landmark University and with an
inquisitive brain.
She greeted me and I asked how her
outing was,
she didn’t answer but asked why my
eyes were dull,
told her I just woke up.
I closed the gate and walked behind
them, I don’t
know why my eyes went straight to
faith’s A$$, but
whatever it was, “Blood of Goat” was all
my brain
could interpret to my eyes, I tried
comparing it with
that of Lisa Ann’s but I was more
interested in
knowing the kind of panties she wore.
So I
abandoned the comparison and tried
tracing the
panty lines, at this moment, I wasn’t
conscious of
the environment. All I was following was
an A$$
and the rhyme that came to mind was
“17, 18, 19,
Dohgohroh…
I saw legs climb a small stair, this was
when I
realised we were at the entrance to the
house, and
like someone snapped out of being
hypnotised, I
ironed my movements, put both hands
in my kaftan
shirt to position myself. Ohhh! I went to
the
backyard to pick up my soap because
this new era
of temptation was getting much.
Got to my room, straight to the
bathroom and I
masturbathed with Joyce’s
Unclothedness, Faith’s
A$$ and Esther’s Smile in mind, I was so
sure I was
gonna Pour twice but phuck this silly
brain, it
always decieves me. Just once and I have
lost the
hormones? Upon all the build up? Hope
say I nor
resemble my uncle oh?