Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 48
As she stretched out her right hand to change
gear, i tot she was reaching for my d’ick. My
erected d’ick sure looked like a car gear lever.
We arrived the cement depot in no time. It was
time for the much awaited Sugar baby. I tot as
the name “Sugar baby” literally meant
sweatness, so would the work be sweat. Yes! It
was sweat. Bitterly sweat.
While Madam ifeoma was bargaining the price with
the cement sellers, we went to change to our
kponkpon attire. Also, we were putting on
sunglasses to prevent the cement particles from
entering our eyes.
Sugar baby started.
My intention was to carry more Sugar baby than
Man wey dey “always” reason. He reasons better
when it was time for work. We were to carry
200bags of cement. 20naira to load a bag into the
truck, and 20naira to offload a bag at the site.
Which is, 40naira for the loading and offloading of
each bag of cement.
After One hour of hectic Sugar baby, we finished
with the first half scores as: SugarBaby Flow
82bags — SugarBaby Man 118bags.
As we entered the back of the truck and it moved
slowly behind Madam Ifeoma’s car, i consoled
myself that i still had “second half” to equalize
and that i still had reserved strength to offload
the cement, i never knew a part of my body would
hinder me greatly.
“aaaaaaaaaaaah!!! My neck” i cried out. “wetin
do ur neck?” Man queried. “aaaaaaaah my neck
don break” i said. “how your neck no go break? U
think say Sugar baby easy?” Man said, “Flow,
make i ask u oh, when u lick sugar, how e dey
taste?” Man asked, “e dey sweat na” i responded
with my hand on my neck. “when u lick plenty
sugar, wetin go happen to you?” Man asked again,
“u go get jedi jedi na” i responded. “ehen na the
Jedi jedi u dey get so, na the Jedi jedi of Sugar
baby be say person neck go break” Man narrated
laughing at me.
I just needed a Divine healing for the neck pain,
or rather Jedi jedi. because i needed to offload
more bags than Man wey dey reason.