*********chaiiii, na me me “exploitation and usability mugu?”. Chaiiiii, this girl must suffer today. I woke her up, looked into her eyes and said it boldly for the first time. Bimpe, “I want to have sex” BIMPE: baby, I am weak, and beside, I’m not an intimacy gadget that you can just pick and play with. ME: I’m sorry dear, I just have the urge rite now please. BIMPE: I just don’t have the urge this morning.
Just go out and get me money to go to PHC today please. ME: so u are refusing me? BIMPE: yes, maybe when you give me the money you promised, we can then have a good sex ME: then I am not in the mood to go out also...How will I need love making from my girl and she will refuse it
...And I will try to please her whenever she needs anything. BIMPE: ****frowned face*****, so its because of the money you want To give me that is making you to wake me up for sex?. Do you think I’m a prostitute?, do u think I can’t survive without your money?” ********bimpe started ranting********* She stood up, arranged her bag, wore her sandals and left the house.
****i remain inside without any motive to look for her. I said to myself, “atleast, I have had a Bleep of the value of my money. I picked my phone to update segun about the latest happenings. He hailed me on whatsapp saying “mr maga don dey get sense be that.
Now it was around 5:10am, I was still on my bed, doing meditation on how the day would look like, then I saw my door opened, and behold, I saw bimpe. Back into the room with her bags***** hahahaha (I laff in spanish for my mind)