Must Read Story: My S*x Service To My Principal And Students

Episode 7 years ago

Must Read Story: My S*x Service To My Principal And Students

“Heeeeyyyse. My oga dey call you”
The police man walked down to us.
“Good morning sir”
I didn’t reply.
“Where is your cell?”
“The cell dey for ground floor. Oga, any problem?”
“I want to bail my boys. Who do I meet?”
“Go straight inside go meet the lady on duty.”
We went in talked to the receptionists. Two fat
women, three men. I was given a book to sign
against their names and paid the #20,000 bail
money.
I was told to wait for a few minutes while the DPO
signed the release papers. My homeboys were
brought out, asked to dress and wait behind the
counter for the DPO.
They had changed a lot, they had been beaten and
looked tattered. No belts. Nigerians cells are hell
indeed. Just one night. Again, I felt sorry for my
homeboys.
Around 10 minutes later, the DPO walked in.
“Who is the man that came for this crooks?”
“I am. They are my boys.”
I stood up and so did egar, like my bodyguard. I had
the three phones in my hand while egar was playing
with the car keys in his hand. This time, it wasn’t
just for the show, we needed to look Big.
Somehow, I felt the DPO was having little doubts as
to whether they were really my ‘boys’.
The receptionist already said I must be either a
parent or guardian to bail them. I said I was a
guardian. Now I needed to act like a guardian.
Gboooosaaaa!!! I slapped uche (one of my
homeboys). I was going to slap again when egar
came and held me begging saying “please sir,
please sir”. We all understood the show. But damn,
uche’s cheek was soft and sweet to slap. Lol.
A police woman spoke:
“Oga abeg, no kill them here o. When you go house
make you kill them abeg.”
The DPO was impressed. He gave me a form to fill.
After that, he told me to always monitor them and
not hesitate to call back whenever they
misbehaved.
It was time to leave. But a preacher who normally
preached to cell inmates came to us and started
preaching and advicing my niggaz.
I and egar stood aside while she was preaching.
It lasted like 5 minutes. While she was preaching,
she kept stealing glances at David (according to
David, but I knew was possibly true). David knew
she was ‘tripping’.
After the preaching, david collected her number
and said he would be calling her whenever he
needed more advice.
After that, we left the station. David gave egar
#3,000 for ‘happiness’ and
Beer. Egar loved ‘happiness’ too. In the car, we
laughed over the slap. Speaking of happiness, I was
happy to have my homies back.
Around a week later, David said he was going to call
that preacher and give her a ‘try’.
He said she looked easy to straff and she kept
looking at him throughout that preaching section.
I didn’t doubt him for a second, not when it came to
girls.
On the D-day, we were both in my room waiting for
the preacher. Minutes before she arrived, David got
a call to go for an urgent tiling job somewhere in
the heart of town. He called the preacher and gave
her the direction of my room as his room.
He told me to handle it and then he left.
I arranged my room, put on a movie to keep myself
busy. Good. I was patiently awaiting the preacher
and her advice …..