Must Read: Awkward Ways I Met Girls

7 years ago

Must Read: Awkward Ways I Met Girls

Much later, I got to hear how she found out about her mother. Although she had always had her suspicion during the period she had the fever, somehow she had been taken to be sleeping she had heard footsteps, with only both of them at home. Then the private detective had somehow gotten the info from her driver, having never mentioned the suspicion to the detective. Private drivers always knew things about their bosses.

Most of them.

Anyway, to cap up Mrs Margaret Carte-Adoh’s flops, she hadn’t realised the hospital had cameras installed in special private wards for personalities like her husband’s. The police had obtained this. And worse, a search warrant gave the police access to the entire house. Bottles of insulin and syringes were found in her wardrobe.

There’s no escaping the murder charges for The Lame Dame…

“Hello?”
“Hi, what’s up?” Vicky replied
“I’m going to Ifeanyi’s, you wanna come?
“Okay, I’ll call Vera and Ann”
“What time?”
“Evening. 7″
“Okay” I hung up.

It had been couple of days since The Lame Dame had been put away. Vicky called every single day saying ‘Thanks, thanks and more thanks!”
Seriously, I had had enough of it. And each time my mind goes through the events of the past week, I feel an urge for Vicky.
Although I had never really found a place that I call home. I never stcik around quite long enough to make it. But this time, maybe I should apologise for being in love. I have a space in my heart for rent.
And Vicky would be a worthy tenant. For now, I have no idea if she would become landlady but damn! I deserve some loving tonight.
As if an angel had whispered my thoughts to the lady of charms, when she arrived,
It looked like Tyler Perry staring at Vivica A. Fox or maybe Naomi. Cool, calm beauty.

As Ifeanyi opened the door and they both said the ‘Hi’s, I couldn’t believe my eyes.

I stood up, looking at her, she stood there looking back at me, holding her purse in front of her with both hands.

I stretched forward a hand towards her, she stepped forward and took my hand in hers, I pulled her closer. And into my arms she came.

Soft, tender hug.

I kissed her neck. And I heard her breathe out heavily.

Out of the blues I heard Vera say
“Na wa for this husband and wife o! Una fit unasef sef”
They laughed. I just kept savouring the moment.

A special moment.

Her aura felt like gravity. Pulling all of me in towards her.

Well, we went to Southern fried chicken and had an evening of calm air. I called Ifeanyi and guess what the twisted mind of a friend did, he had dropped the keys to the other room.
I and Vicky left for home…

After an evening out with Vicky we headed back home.

In the cab, Vicky was chatting away in absolute free spirit. Gist of her childhood and how growing up in UK and Abuja as a last born was for her. I obliged the listening ear. Damn, I liked this girl!
The cab man pulled up in front of Ifeanyi’s house and we got out after paying him.
Up the stairs, we went.

Vicky was in front and I came behind her, as she she climbed each stair her gown showed every bit of her batty as they rolled up and down delicately.

I was beginning to sweat.

Signals juggled up at my downstream sector and energy began to rush into the transformer. My electric pole became rock hard with the electrifying sight I was viewing.
Naughty girl, it seemed like she was even whinning it for me intentionally.

Chei! This evening is going to be the bomb, I swear!

I was excited! Hmmm… Vicky!

My dear Vicky.
“Stag!”
“What?!”
“You weren’t listening”
“Who told you I wasn’t listening? I was listening naw”
“So why weren’t you responding?”
“Seriously, I was following the gist”
“Gist that has long ended? Okay what was the last thing I said?”
Busted.

I truly wasn’t following as my mind was on something else, I scratched my head for an answer
“Ermm…”

“You see? Your mind was not here. Where was your mind?” She asked
Hmmm vicky must be looking for my trouble this night o.
We entered.

On the table la!d a single key. Of course, I know where that opens. Thanks to Ifenayi, the badt guy. Lol.

And I really needed to unlock some passions this night.

Vicky had gone into the kitchen for water. I went to the unused room door and opened it. I had thought it would be dusty, instead to my surprise the room was absolutely fresh. The AC was on as the room had gotten very cool and the room was even scented.

I immediately wonder how futuristic the thoughts of my perv minded friends were. I turned leaving the room ajar and went into the kitchen, Vicky wasn’t there. Alas! I found her back in the sitting room and crept quietly behind her and held her round the belly, she rested backward on my chest.

For a moment or so, we remaind like that, everywhere calm and quiet. I’m sure all she could hear must have been my heartbeat.

I turned her to face me, she had barely turned when I went calmly at her lips.

Sweet, s£nsu@l kiss.

Vicky was yet to recover from the kiss when I bent down and scooped her off her feet and her hands instinctively swung round my neck as she clung to me and looked into my eyes, I carried her off into the bedroom…

Once inside, I kicked the door shut behind me as I la!d her down on the bed…