“So as I was saying, the two of us was high like the high priestess and Neche was looking all Sekxy…” I smiled within me but I had a heavy frown on my face. “He even wanted to take me to bed with my clothes on.”
“Hahahaha, for real?” Shape asked, poking her head forward from the back seat. I made eye contact with Chinecherem through the rear view mirror and she smiled. I shook my head.
“I am telling you,” Naza said.
“Naza stop naa,” I pleaded.
“Please face the road,” she said and continued.
“So I wouldn’t want him to tear my beautiful clothes so I decided to pull them off. I opened the wardrobe and just then I saw something on the floor.”
She stopped and waited for everyone to appreciate the climax. I was almost crying.
“What did you see?” Shape and Chinecherem asked in unison.
“I saw this very black extra large g-string. As in, the pant would go around your waist two times Chinaza,” Naza said and the two girls broke off into a huge skyscraper laughter.
“That’s not true. Shape is a bit heavier and thicker than Cynthia jare,” I protested. Naza turned to me with a frown. She wanted to tell dirty tales, I was becoming interested in it.
“Her name is Cynthia?” shape asked. I nodded.
“The girl that came on Naza’s birthday,” I said and bit my lips, appreciating the horror on Naza’s face.
“She came again?” she asked and I nodded slowly.
“What for?”
“She came to take her pant,” I replied nonchalantly..
“I thought you said,” she started and stopped with a broad smile and then faced her backseat audience again. “Did you know that Neche even said that the pant belonged to James?”. Another streak of laughter. I couldn’t help it. I smiled too, on imagining James on a pair of g-strings.
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