The football match had ended 4:0 in favour of the Africans against the Arabs. The hero of the game was no other one than the goalkeeper who had somehow pulled extra ordinary saves; even saved a penalty. The goalkeeper was a Camerounian named Solomon Ebot who until that very day had been associating with only the Nigerians. There was a puzzle to unravel for the real Camerounians but one thing was for sure; that the very goalkeeper who had saved a penalty was supposed to be a real Camerounian, not a Nigerian hiding in a Camerounian Identity. The tussle was going on between the two Countries while I had chosen to celebrate the small fame with the ladies. The boys can fight to death for all I care. Agnes was busy telling her friends how she had discovered my talent and advised me to become the goalkeeper while Melinda who wasn't so interested in football was busy telling people how she was going to convert me from a goalkeeper to a male model. The previous night had produced a topic for rumour mongers. According to the rumour, someone had seen me kissing Melinda at the back of the dinning hall in such a compromising position. I was sure my German stalker, Mr John BH was responsible but I had always believed that there was nothing like a negative publicity, so I played along. Agnes had probably heard the rumour too since she was avoiding me like a plague. It seemed that John had equalized the goal I scored a few days ago. Even Joan, the lady with a kid was acting weird as if I had told her that I loved her. Before the game, We were all busy during the morning hours. Every Monday was the pay day for all campers. We all lined up at the financial office to receive our weekly allowances. Every one known to me was there except 'Agnes Kaku' and 'Its Modella Melinda'. The big headed snake was smiling all through like he had won a lottery. I had a feeling he had done something terrible but it was left for me to find out. We were all paid 11 euros. That was the weekly allowance for every asylum seeker in Germany between 2001 and 2003. (for campers alone, as soon as you got posted out of camp, the pay rose to 199.40 euro a month) After the pay collection, I headed straight to the ladies hostel. I wanted to find out why my two girls had not come to collect their allowances. Agnes locked herself inside the room and refused to open the door for me. After a few knocks, I drifted down to Melinda's room. Melinda in the other hand, opened her own doors and welcomed me. She gave me a can of cola..
(coke is called cola in Germany). After the drink, she held my neck and declared my relationship with Agnes over. According to her, she was the hottest in the camp and should be allowed to chose whoever she desired. We laughed at the small joke. The previous night was extra ordinary. We did everything except fvck. The place, despite being dark was in an open place. We couldn't risk being caught. So when our organs got too excited and hard, I had suggested that we do it in her room the next day being Monday. She agreed. And there we were, right inside her room but the problem was that a football match was an hour away. I was supposed to play, but as a goalkeeper. That simply meant that I wouldn't require much energy like the outfield players. So when she planted a kiss on my mouth, I had no objection. The football was important according to rumour, there was going to be prizes but there was a prize already in my position; Melinda Mokibo. She had just finished her bath when I came in, her towel was still tied around her Boobs down to her thighs. It was a short towel and it had exposed her smooth legs. I kept stealing some glances and I made her knew what I was doing. She came to sit beside me on the bed when she finished applying some red paints all over her face. She had turned her back towards me and removed the towel. Her ar.se was so smooth that one could almost use it as a mirror.