Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 32
I raised my head slowly to look at her and I
met her expectant stare and I quickly dropped
“You don’t want to talk?” she asked softly.
I decided to say something, I opened my
mouth but words failed me, I tried again and
managed to blab a few senseless words.
“I am sorry” I mumbled. “Did I say I am angry”
she asked sarcastically. “I only ask what were
you doing with them” She added and I noticed
her voice were sultry as she said those words
“Ï was sniffing them” I managed to say and
she gave a short laugh. She moved closer to
me and spoke
“So you love sniffing p@nties” she asked
seductively as she ran her fingers on my lips.
“No” I answered. “Then what were you doing
with mine, don’t be shy tell me did you sU-Ck
it too cos I noticed it was wet” “Yes ma” “You
have fetish for musky p@nties?” “No” I
quickly responded “I was just feeling Hot” I
added. “Hot for me or my friend” “For you…”
“And my friend? I saw the way your face was
when she hugged you” I kept silent. “so all this
while you enjoyed chewing my p@nties” she
said more to herself than to me.
Before long we were struggling with each
other’s clothes. That morning s*x was just s
fast, crazy and intense. I later left for my
house after we went to pack n’shop at wuse II
to do some shopping. It was past noon when
she dropped me off at Dutse Alhaji and gave
me some money which I discovered was 5k
plus some stuff she got for me at the
I arrived home that noon a happy young man.
I met no one in the compound when I arrived
but I noticed my landlord’s door was open.
I retired into my room and slept off.
I was awoken by my phone ringing tune.
Ada was the one calling. I picked the phone
and spoke sleepily, she was surprised and
asked if I was sleeping at work, I told her I
have a day off and she sounded happy. I
asked her about school and why she sounds
so g@y and happy.
She informed me of a leture free day that
awaits them the next day which is Friday and a
show at Transcorp hilltop. “2face will be
there” “Woow, that’s great” I replied.
She asked if I will come see her in school on
Saturday and from there we can go to the
show together. I quickly told her I would love
if not for money. “Atleat you will visit me
sha?” she asked. I agreed to pay a visit and
Saturday was the date.
I noticed it was past four already, I never
knew I can sleep that long during the day.
My afternoon sleeps don’t exceed two hours
but that day I sleep more than two hours then
I believed bleeping is real hard work that sips
energy. I washed my face and went out to
wash my face and I saw my Landlord’s
daughter sitting outside. Her legs were
carelessly kept and I caught a glimpse of her
p@nties but quickly removed my eyes. She
greeted me and I responded her and washed
She was reading a book and I inquired what it
was “Na Literature” she replied. I really love
literature so I went closer to see the content
of the book; she was reading figures of
speech which happen to be a part of me. By
the time I told her about the use of
synecdoche she was staring with so much
“Synecdoche is the use of a part to represent
a whole of a whole to represent a part” that
was what the definition in the book read out
but she seem so confused to grasp its
meaning so I decidd to rephrase it for her.
“See eh babe, synecdoche is just taking a part
of something to represent the whole of that
thing” I gestured. She nodded like she was
getting it then I added “now make I give you
example, I see you for road now eh and I wan
tell person about you but I no wan mention
your name see wetin I go tell the person” She
“You know say you get booby plenty” I said
that with a very straight face that even
surprised me and I noticed a slight blush and
embarrassment on her face but I continued
pretending not to notice anything as I
continued “So instead wey I go say ‘guy see
Vicky dey come’ I go just say ‘’see booby dey
come’ now I just use your booby wey be ur
selling point to represent the whole of you,”
As I continued explaining she was still looking
at me with that eyes, then I knew she was not
with me, she is actually admiring how easy I
explain what seem to her as a nightmare.
“Hope say you grab sha” I asked to bring her
back and she shook her head dully and I told
her to continue reading. “Just read with
concentration eh” I told her and went back to
my room and I wore a shirt over my head and
rushed out immediately to grab some food
for the evening. As I came out Vicky was still
reading, her legs thrown wider (I wonder if
that girl’s mum never thought her how to sit
She noticed me going out so she tried to stop
me maybe to tell her more but I quickly told
her to wait when I come back and I rushed
As I was walking through the pathway to get
to the main road that leads to Kuchiko. I
started thinking about the colour of her
p@nties-black and how surprisingly neat they
look but the hunger in me did not allow my
imagination wander far away. I went straight
to the Northerner’s shop along that road
greeted him and ordered what I need.
“Northerner na, My friend” I greeted “Heey
Northerner, sanu, heey my friend I greet” He
“yane, how you” I asked him jovially.
“Lafiya kaluo, Am very fine.” He laughed
showing his kola nut stained teeth.
“Da Allah, kabana Bureadi da Kwoi bui, give
me bread and two eggs” I told him as I sat
down for him to prepare it.
The way these Northerners prepare these
things amaze me. His hands were just moving
rapidly and soon he was done. I seem the first
customer as it was not yet time when people
come out to buy that condiment of bread and
eggs.he thanked me and I replied
“Allah kawo Kasuwa, God bring market” I
hailed him as I crossed the road clutching the
black nylon containing my evening meal.
I walked fast as I was already imagining how I
was going to devour the have loaf of bread
and two eggs.
Immediately I entered the yard I noticed that
T.J’s door was open and Vicky was still
outside but this time she was sitting with
another girl, no longer a book in her hands.
They greeted me and I went into the room.
T.J have not confronted me since that day I
bleeped his matured babe as against my
thought, I was really afraid of his silence so I
always bolt my door whenever I enter my
room, I don’t knock on his door to hail him
again. I hate silence it can make me fringe.
In the succour of my room I tore the nylon, I
couldn’t wait to un tie it and I attacked the
toasted bread with all the might my front
teeth got as they sunk deeply into the soft
brownish bread. A chunk in my mouth and I
chewed away savouring the delicious taste of
I was almost done eating when I heard Vicky
calling me from my door while knocking
“Bros….bros..bros” she called gently as if she
is afraid to disturb me.
I went to the door and met her, I opened my
net and I saw her cluctching the book in her
hands, as I looked past her shoulders I
noticed her company was gone, she was no
longer sitting there. “Vicky afa naw”
“Fine, I don come, shey you say when you
come back” she said as she steps into my
“You come meet me when I don almost finish
chop, you get bad leg o” I teased her at which
she giggled shyfully. “I no dey eat this kin
food joor” She said as she moves around
confused where to sit. You know my room
have just bed, I mean mattress, so it’s either
you stand or you sit on the mattress like that.
I no come Abuja to come start family, na I.T I
“Sidon for bed joor or go bring you seat” I
told her after some secs. She sat and opened
the book complaining how she have not been
understanding literature due to the literature
teacher she has in secondary school. She said I
made it seem too easy and she will love to
utilize the opportunity f me being around so
that her Jamb score will be high this time
I assured her that I will be of help to her as
long as she shows commitment. Forget the
fact that I stared at her p@nties and stuffs,
when someone comes to me for help I readily
give that help if I can afford it. Maybe that is
why people easily do things for me easily too.
So I was determined to help the babe
understand literature which was my favourite
subject then in secondary school.
With my food drowned in my tummy diluted
by a cup of water we started and I took time
to explain to the every figures of speech and
how to use them, giving her funny examples
using her and myself as examples like when I
was explaining simile to her I said
“See babe, simile na that figure of speech wey
we dey always use describe person” I paused
for that to sink and I continued “Nw se
example, as you dey so shey you know say you
be like fine girl.” She blushed but I quickly
added “No happy, I dey lie jooor you no be
like Fine girl you be like queen” I allowed that
to sink in and I added “Now you see as I dey
use ‘Like’?” she nodded.
“Na that like be simile! But if I remove that
‘like’ come say ‘Babe you be fine girl’ or
‘babe you be queen’ Na metaphor be dat why?
Because na direct things! I no use ‘Like’” I
explained on with vigour and she keeps
nodding with smiles playing on her lips which
made me believe she is grabbing what I am
She went out to do some cooking and came
back around 8pm with a plate of food to my
room, probably in appreciation but I kindly
reclined the offer and went back to my room
she was not so unhappy but later came back
to the room and asked we continued. I mean
by 8pm! “Are you sure? Is it not late?” I asked
concerned but she said she was ready.
We talked about the nature of the exams,
how to avoid some things and how to past,
one talk led to another and soon we were
discussing relationships and how they work,
why they work and why they don’t. She seems
overwhelm by the power of my tongues and
the way I approach each topic and soon I
noticed her stare melting in mine as her silver
liquid glitter on her eyes lining. I knew what
she was going through, she was falling
I wont want to disclose our discussion, it may
be long and boring to you reading this.
I decided not to make any move even though
it was obvious she won’t object if I get closer
and kiss her. I just feigned ignorance of what
was happening and I continued talking while
she agreed to all I say. If she were a matured
lady she might have a move but she seems
naive around me and I knew she cant make
that move. I have to dismiss her when I
noticed it was few minutes to 10pm. She was
obviously disappointed but I feign ignorance. I
slept smiling like a fool that night knowing
the stirring I have caused somebody’s cells.
I was woken up with a call from my madam,
she was so shocked I was asleep by that time.
I later learnt it was past 9pm when I looked
into my phone screen. “Nneji whay are you still
asleep, what f=di you do last night” she asked
sarcastically. I giggled and replied “ I was
slept all night”
“hmm, let me agree you did sleep alone, I will
like you to come over to the house before
1pm. Expecting you” she said and I made to
make excuse but I couldn’t find any as my
mouth hung open without any word dropping
so she ended the call saying “see you”
Immediately the call ended I screamed a big
“oooooooo” what does she want to see me
for again today naw? Her daughter also wants
to see me today now readers what did you
think I did?
Who do you feel I visited?
My madam or Ada?
Ok I have mine.
If you were in my shoes who will you
“did I bleep up by letting Vicky go just like
“What is T.J up to? Why have he not