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Episode 9
You know it is not immediately you drink you start feeling the effect; it takes time for the alcohol to flow in your bloodstream then it fucks you up. Mrs. Williams was very much alright when she came to me, the alcohol hasn’t really gotten into her bloodstream but when she was taking me back to my place I knew the chemicals had already started functioning in her and even judging by what she has been saying she and the way she was driving, it was palpable that she was drunk.
We were few houses to my house when her car broke down, as the car was jerking like it was about to stop I thought it was the alcohol in her that was manifesting; “Mrs. Williams is everything alright?” I said with the fear of us crashing, I said it with a different voice sef.You know when we were talking before I was talking like “You Just Gotta Love Me” (guys, you understand na, you know the difference between talking to Bae and talking to your Nigga) That was how I was talking too when before but I noticed I asked her if everythingwas alright with my normal voice – no forming.If she wasn’t panicking too she would have noticed the difference in the voice, but she was too busy trying to get the car back into motion.
She was murmuring, I wasn’t really hearing what she was saying, like she was trying to figure something out, She snapped her finger like yeah!I know it. “That Nero guy didn’t fix this car! Oh Shit, what am I going to do now?” What could she do? What would she do?Taking a cab home was the best the best thing I thought she could do. She’s a very rich woman, so I thoughtgetting one of yellow cabs for her might be degrading, might be a slap on her face, imagining the way she would sit in the car tripped me off theidea. So I said “I can get Uber to get you home”.
I thought she was going to embrace the idea, because it was Uber Black I had in mind for her, and yes I was ready to spill few thousands on her. After she told me about her marriage,I stopped seeing her as a potential cougar; I stopped seeing her as someone who I would love to exchange pleasure for money with. I started seeing her as someone who needed love and affection, care and attention.
“I don’t trust those Uber drivers, they always seem too nice” should someone being too nice be a problem? Oh, she has been drinking, since she discarded what I planned; Iasked her what she was thinking. “Truth be told, I don’t really want to go home, all I do at home is just drown in sorrow and heartache, and now that I’d be home alone I’ll probably drown in my alcohol” Truly as I heard what she said I felt strongly for her, she doesn’t even bother about looking miserable to me, the last time I saw her she was like an Angel living in Paradise, but now the paradise seems to have vanished but wait, if she doesn’t want to go home where would she go?We were taking longer than I expected, Lola and Vanessa need to get back to their place, there’s a partygoing on at my place, I should be there, one wasted bastard should notgo and break my Dad’s TV where will I see money to buy another one before they come back? If that happens and my Dad knows, he would burn me to death so that he wouldn’t have to spend on coffin.I really needed to be home, I couldn’t tell Mrs. Williams to hurry up, I couldn’t call Lola and Vanessa, couldn’t tell them to leave without me, couldn’t even call my friends because I found it hard for me to tell Mrs. Williams to excuse me, I felt sheneeded my attention 100%.“Is there somewhere I could pass thenight around?” Is she asking if she could sleep somewhere in my street?Should I just take her to my house, Mum is not home na, Dad too is not home, just a bunch of wasted young boys and girls. That wouldn’t be nice,my house will even scatter if I come in with her, and they will probably think my Mum came back.I knew she wasn’t talking about my place; she was probably talking about a hotel. I can say every street in Lagos have more than 2 hotels. “There’s somewhere close-by” I said to her, it’s only few distance away, how do we get there? Trek? Calling a cab to take us there would be pure madness and also walking in my street with someone old enough to be my Mum would be dangerous if allthose amebo aunties see me.I told her we could walk there, that was the best thing to do and since it was late in the Night, nobody might see me.
“Knowing that I won’t be sleeping in that house tonight makesme feel better, Please help me get mydrink” She said as she was getting herself together, ready to leave the car.As we alighted from her luxurious carthat removed to move, I was holding the alcohol she gave me, I couldn’t tell her to put it in her bag because it might sound rude, so I just carried it like that. When she saw it, she snapped at me “Come on, give me that drink, why would you be carryingalcohol and walking with me, what doyou want people to think?” I just smiled like it was nothing “I even forgot I was carrying something” I lied.
I didn’t notice her body before then; I was too busy thinking about many things but as I wanted to hand the bottle over to her, her curves caught my eyes, Oh damn! I’ve always been seeing her seated inside her car that was the first time I saw her standing; I still appreciating her body, every man should worship that body, it washard to believe her husband doesn’t even appreciate it, I bet his wife is better than whoever his cheating on her with.
She kept the bottle in her bag and wecontinued moving. We didn’t really talk when we were going, and since the place was nearby it didn’t take forever for us to get there. The receptionist at the hotel is one girl in my street, Adeola. I just started setting her P and she said she doesn’t trust me because I’m a UNILAG boy, as she saw me with her;she looked me like I said it, he’s a bad boy.
Mrs. Williams sat down somewhere and told me to go and make enquiry, I went to meet the receptionist, “Adeola Wassup. My Aunty needs a room, she just came back from Port Harcourt and there’s a party going onat my place so I needed to bring her here, please give me the best room available” She said OK, told me the amount. “She’s calling you” Adeola said to me, Mrs. Williams must have gestured her to call me. I turned backand she signalled me to come, she had already prepared cash, looks more than the amount but I collectedit, went to pay and collected the key, and kept the remaining cash in my pocket (I’ll give her later, I’m not keeping it. LOL).At the back of my mind, I’d take her to the room, let her settle down and I’ll take my leave, and run back to my house. As we got to the room, it was a suite Adeola gave her, I turned the AC on, checked if the bathroom was alright and looked around, just to make sure she’d be alright when I leave. “Thank God tomorrow is Saturday, I don’t need to wake up early for work” She said as she lay onher back and sighed like she had a really stressful.I didn’t know what to say about that so I kept quiet, She then called my name and said “please can you help me unbuckle my shoe” As she said this, my heart started pounding, unbuckle her shoe?I couldn’t say No, or how do I say no to that, so I decided to help her with the shoe, as I was loosening it, she said “I actually feel somehow, I feel like I’m doing the wrong thing by not going home tonight, I feel like a Cougar – staying in a hotel with a Young Man, I should feel bad about itbut it feels good, I just don’t know, it feels better than staying in the room with that man, not having my freedom, watching what to say and what not to so that I won’t be beaten but here it’s different, I could even tell you to help me remove my shoe”She was still talking even after I removed her shoe, I was already seated, watching her, how she was talking, how she was behaving, she was sad, her emotions were killing her, to worsen the case was the alcohol. You know there’s a big difference in drinking to chill and drinking to kill your pain or sorrow.When you drink to chill, the vibe is different, but when you drink to kill your sorrow, it comes with another different vibe that makes you miserable. If you’ve ever been drunk due to break up or heartbreak, you will understand better.She kept talking, she kept pouring her mind, and she was getting deeper with it that she started weeping, but she was smiling as tears wear falling from her eyes. She was maudlin and I didn’t know what to do; I didn’t know what to say, I didn’t know how to soothe her, I also didn’t know how to excuse myself, I really needed to be home.I didn’t say anything, was still trying to figure out what to say. She just kept on talking; she probably forgot I was there.
She was really talking and crying, saying what makes sense andwhat doesn’t, talking about when her husband used to be good, talking about how cruel and heartless he is now, she was crying and smiling (shereminded that Fela’s song ‘Suffering& Smiling). I knew she was trying to stop but she couldn’t. I was just there looking lost, trying to figure out what I’d do.
Finally, she pulled herself together and stop crying, she then sit up and looked at me and she said “Please don’t think I’m always like this, I probably had too much to drink, I’m not always this miserable” as she said miserable tears started falling from her eyes again.“Oh God, what is this I’ve gotten myself into tonight?” I thought to myself. If it was a small girl that was doing like that now I’d have known what to do, if a babe comes to me crying about how her boyfriend is treating her bad, I’d just tell her to let me help her cheat on her boyfriend and she’d feel good afterwards. But Mrs. Williams is way older than I am; old enough to be my Mum; I couldn’t just talk anyhow, so I needed to be extra careful with my words, so that she wouldn’t feel I was being disrespectful, apart from that she was too heartbroken to be listening to thrash.She continued talking, “I’m so sorry, I was not like this, I used to be beautiful and radiant till that man changed me” as I heard – I used to be beautiful “Used to be beautiful ke”my inner man said. She has been drinking and crying but still she was still looking super cute, you know how ugly some girls/women get when they are crying, where there make up has washed off, 95% of Human Being are ugly when crying but she wasn’t ugly; she was still beautiful.I couldn’t bear that she thinks she was not beautiful, I couldn’t bear the damage her husband her done to hersoul, her husband as broken down her walls and made her see as herself as Nothing.
Men could be heartless sha, how can you treat a woman that bad? I had to say something and stop looking like I was watching ‘Nkan Nbe’Finally, My vocal cord functioned, I said “You’re still beautiful, even more than beautiful” she looked at me, shedidn’t say anything, of course the little I said wouldn’t fix her, so I continued talking “before I saw you that night, the first night I saw you, I wasn’t feeling good, I was feeling lost, I was feeling like needed love” I didn’t know where I was going with the story I was telling, but since I hadto say something, I just kept talking without knowing where I was headed.“I walked round the school, I was looking for Love” I then giggled, the sad type of giggling. “But then when Isaw you…” I paused to think about where I was really going with the story I was telling her, I already had her attention at that point, she was looking at me like oya continue now.I took a deep breath then I continued with the story I was telling her, “But then when I saw you, you looked completely different to me, you looked like a tough woman but you were still beautiful, you looked elegant but you were still down to earth and appealing” I should stop there but I continued talking “with theway your skin was glittering, and the way your lips were moving when you were talking, I couldn’t keep my eyes off you, it was then I wish I could know you more” What am I saying? What am I doing? Am I toasting Mrs. Williams? I wasn’t, I was just trying tomake her know she still catches people’s heart; I just wanted her to know she was very beautiful and having her would make any man feel like a god.“When I couldn’t reach you, when I was calling you and your number wasn’t going through, I was really devastated, you should have seen how happy I was when I got your call today, do you noticed I recognized your voice when you called” I wasn’t expecting an answer but she noddedpositively, I was not done, I continued talking “your voice had been playing in my head all along”.The more I talked about how beautiful she was; the more her smileglowed, the more I talked about how any man would be lucky to have her the more he beauty shines. After I said everything, her tears were gone, she looked more beautiful, she was really blushing, she couldn’t even look at me in my face, by this time I forgot about going home.
Making her smile and all made me feel good about myself and I was ready to do that all through the night. (hehe)“That night there was something different about you and the way you were staring at me, no one has looked at me like that in a long time, the way you looked at me made me feel good about myself, you were not looking at me like a boss like most men do, you were not looking at me like a Thrash like my Husband does, the way you were looking at me made me remember when I was 16, when every guy wanted me, that was exactly why I wanted to see you again” I thought she was stopping there, so I wanted to say something but she continued “I didn’t know all these would happen tonight but you made me feel better, you’re really a comforter”. She looked at me like andshe said “Thank You.”As she said Thank You, she opened her arms like she was calling me to come hug her, I was sitting on the couch beside the bed, and the distance between us wasn’t really much. She was sitting on the bed, so I was a little bit confused of how I was going to hug her, but her arms were still opened I had to stand up tosit beside her, as I sat beside her, I was afraid of her hearing my heart beat because it was beating really hard.I sat beside her, then I took my arms around her and we hugged. The hug was taking longer than normal; I guess it felt good and comforting to her as much as it felt to me. Finally, we let go but she didn’t completely as she rested her head on my shoulder and said “I think I’ve found a new friend, a friend to comfort me”“My Friend, why don’t you tell me about you? I don’t really know much about you” She said still putting her head on my shoulder. What am I in going to tell her about me? I told her about school, I told her about how UNILAG was killing me, told her what I’d love to do after school, she looks like someone that will have connect, she might be able to help a Nigga after school. After talking about school, I told her about my love life, I told her I was not seeing anybody, I told her since my last girlfriend was too complicated, I decided to take a break from relationships and face something else.“So as cool and charming as you are you don’t have a girlfriend” she said to me. “Why is it that good people always meet bad people?” She really threw that question to me; she was expecting me to answer her. What could my answer be? Since she was resting her head on my shoulder the moment was a bit too touchy for me, it was a touchy moment, and I needed to be careful and sensitive.“I really don’t know, that’s just life butI guess good finally met good” that was my reply, she looked at me, don’tforget she was resting her head on my shoulder, so as she looked up, our lips were few inches apart, if I pout our lips could meet, I was looking at her looking at me with our lips close to each other. (What do you think? Are we going to kiss?)We were gazing at each other; I didn’tknow what to think? Maybe to kiss her or not, maybe she wanted it or not, I was just there and she was justthere too, looking at me straight in my eyes, I didn’t know what was running through her mind, I couldn’t take it again, I closed my eyes, seeing her sexy lips that close to mine wasn’t healthy for me, my tummy banana was already hard like bo-le (roasted plantain).As I closed my eyes, I didn’t know what was happening again maybe she was still looking at me or nah, I guess we were just both caught up with the moment but as my eyes were closed I think my lips moved closer to hers, all I knew was our lips met, how did it happen? I really couldn’t explain, (like Wizkid – I can’t explain o, but I was feeling good that night).As our lips first met, she didn’t repel. She must have moved her lips closer to mine too, for the first few seconds we didn’t kiss, our lips was just touching, during those few seconds Iopened my eyes, I saw that her eyes were closed, that means she was ready for the kiss yeah?That triggered me, and I started kissing her, in the softest way I could, thank God he blessed me with a very soft lips, but her lips were way much softer, she wasn’t returning thekiss, maybe she wasn’t sure she wanted it, should I stop too or nah? I decided to chill few seconds more, as I was chilling, I gave her my knockout kiss, I did a magic with my tongue, the magic was too much for her to withhold as she started kissing me too!There was something different aboutthe kiss, is it the age difference between us, kissing someone older than you shouldn’t feel that heavenly.The kiss was beginning to sweet me, my yoghurt slinger was beginning to sling yoghurt into my boxers. If it wasa babe I was kissing, I would have started pressing her melons.I think as I was wishing to go a step further she was thinking of something like that too. I was just trying to keep my hands to myself, doing that was very hard but I had to,maybe if she caresses me I might touch her too. She was getting really deep with the kiss, the kiss was lasting longer than a first kiss should, my tongue was doing more magic than I expected, she was loving it, I knew she didn’t want to stop, something must have triggered her from within as she just sharply cut the legendary kiss going on.
The kiss probably happened because shewas inebriated.As she stopped the kiss she rested her head on my chest, then I started rubbing her hair with my right hand, I checked the time on wrist watch, the time was 12:47am. The idea of making it back home that night was erased, but where will I sleep? On thesame bed with Mrs. Williams, the great kisser or on the couch?Minutes after the kiss, we both didn’t say anything. She was just resting her head on my chest and I was rubbing her hair. I was beginning to think she has slept off on my chest, cause she wasn’t talking, she wouldn’t even shake. The room was cold, the atmosphere was bathetic.“I should sleep now, let me just shower then sleep, can you please help me get the towel” She said as she was trying to stand up from the bed.
I went to get towel then handed it over to her, I thought she wanted toundress right there in front of me, I wouldn’t have been able to stand it, but she didn’t, she took the towel with her and went to the bathroom.As she was in the bathroom, I called PrinceEasy to know what was happening at my place, he didn’t pick, I tried calling King Solomon too,he didn’t pick, everybody I tried calling didn’t pick, it was then I beganto panic because they will do Landlord meeting because of me if they are still partying at my place around that time.I was looking real bothered, because I know the kind of parents I have, if I they get to know the shit I’ve been upto, the outcome wouldn’t be funny. I was still looking like someone that wants to cry when I noticed that Mrs.Williams was done showering. Quickly I changed my look, went backto my ‘Fine Boy’ look. I really should shower too, been through a lot too, from the party, to the dance with Lolaand all that.Mrs. Williams came out in towel only after she was done showering, immediately I saw her my testosterone level increased by 170%, how could a woman in her 40’sbe that set?!? I mean, I would choose her over Lola and Vanessa, her body, her curve, her cleavage… I was just wishing her towel could drop and herhoney pot should be exposed.Staring at her while she was moving closer to the bed was easy but I couldn’t return the stare when she stared right back at me, I just looked away but I knew she must have caught me staring at her hungrily. I needed to get out of the room immediately or else, I might be tempted to pound.Still looking away I said “I think I need to shower too, I’m feeling somehow” of course I was feeling somehow.
So I stood up and removed my shirt and shoe, thank God I had been hitting the gym before that time, my abs wasn’t all that it but it was still something cool enough to make Mrs. Williams stare for few seconds.I went into the bathroom with my trousers on, I took time in the bathroom because I was just thinking, trying to think about what could be happening at my place and trying to think about what could happen between Mrs. Williams and I was too heavy for my mind, I needed to spend extra time in the bathroom since that is where we all think smarter.Finally, I came out of the shower and wore my trousers before coming back into the room. “Oh fuck it” I saidto myself when I saw that Mrs. Williams was sleeping already. “So where am I going to sleep now?” I continue thinking, “maybe I should just silently lie down beside her…” or what do you guys think?Let me just stay on the couch please,so I just sat on the couch beside the bed looking at Mrs. Williams face, Minutes later I was awake watching her sleep, oh my God! Such beauty and extravagance should be worshipped, the idea of sleeping beside her was disturbing me, I found myself drowning in the oceansof desire, I wanted to know how sleeping beside such Sleeping Beauty would feel but I had to chastise myself and ignore the notion. Sleeping in the same room with her is enough for me.She moved like she was going to wake up, I wanted to act like I was sleeping on the couch but our eyes met before I could pretend, “are you not sleeping?” she said to me.
How can I sleep when her aura of beauty and extravagance had saturated the whole room and swamped my soul with desires?“I was just trying to sleep” I said to her, “I thought you were sleeping” I added. Because the way she woke upand the way her eyes were I could tellshe has not been sleeping. “I was just trying to sleep, too many things bothering my mind” She said. What could be on her mind? What could she be thinking? Could she be thinking about…? No, Can’t be that.“That place won’t be comfortable for you, you can come sleep beside me, the bed is big enough” yeah guys, you read that right, she just called me to come sleep beside her.
I was scratching head, acting like I haven’t been dying to be in bed with her.Mrs. Williams was the most beautiful woman I have ever seen and fate hadus sleeping in the same bed. She was suffering in the chains of a broken marriage and in the shackles of a Man that doesn’t care about her. She has been acting upon the impulse and that was why she got herself wasted… that is even probably why we kissed too but will more happen? Will her marital issues cause her to be intimate with someone young enough to be her son? If Mrs. Williams and I finished what we started would she be justified?
Episode 10
I was scratching my head and looking at the bed like heaven, we all want to go to heaven yeah? but we are not ready to die, I really wanted tobe in that bed with her but I wasn’t sure of what was going to happen, I wasn’t sure if I wanted it, I wasn’t sure if she wanted it too. I wasn’t sure if I would able to hold myself if I sleep on the bed with her, konji mightjust get to the peak and I will jump on her.
I might do something now and she’d start shouting and accusing me of rape, she might say I took advantage of her because she was drunk, you know women could come up with some drama sometimes and you’d just be thinking ‘how na’, but since she invited me to bed, what could I do?I got up from the couch and went to the bed. I slept on the edge of the bed, like our body was repelling, I couldn’t move close to her, though atthe back of my mind, I have done many things to her body.“Are you not going to fall off like that?Why don’t you make yourself comfortable, or you feel the bed is too small for us” She said when she saw I was sleeping on the edge, she shifted small
I knew she was trying to tell me to sleep very well, and I did.I’m used to sleeping with the lights off and the light was on, closing my eyes was very difficult for me, apart from the light that was on, my konji was on too. I wasn’t sleeping, I wasn’t talking, and I was just in bed with Mrs. Williams beside me, she wasn’t talking too and I could bet shewasn’t sleeping too. What were we both thinking about?As I was thinking, the thought of playing my Maudlin Playlist which consists of artistes like The Weeknd, Johnny Rain and Jhene Aiko sparkedin my mind. I picked up my phone and I started playing songs from the playlist, the first song there is “Earned It” by The Weeknd, you know how the song starts and you know how The Weeknd’s voice is, I heard some girls pee in their pants whenever they hear him sing.“This song is nice, is this Michael Jackson?” LOL Michael Jackson ke, The Weeknd music is for girls born inthe 90’s not for the ones born in the 70’s so I was not expecting her to know him. “No o, this is not Michael Jackson, it’s The Weeknd” I answered her, she said “I know it’s the weekend, today is Saturday” LOL what is Mrs. Williams saying now, well I wasn’t surprised she didn’t know The Weeknd is the name of the artiste most of us didn’t know that was his name when we first heard about him too.I told her The Weeknd is the name of the artiste “He is a young guy and he sings for girls born in the 90’s that is probably why you don’t know him” I said to her.
She talked about how nice The Weeknd voice is, how the song “Earned It” helped her mood, she talked about how the lyrics of thesong soothes her, when she heard the ‘imma care for you’ part too she said she needed care.After “Earned It” was “Ten” a song by Johnny Rain, I know most of you don’t know the song, you might need to check the song out, a part of the song says ‘I could be the best friend you ever had’. As she heard this songagain she was just smiling and she looked happy. “All the songs you’ve been playing seem to be about me, did you make this playlist for me?” She asked me when the third song was playing, Brave by Jhene Aiko.I told her they are just the songs I love listening to when I want to sleep, she said she likes the kind of song I listen to and she also said they are cool and they soothe her.
“I will need you to send me some of these songs later, I will love to listen to them at work and when I am on myown.”The songs kept playing, nothing was happening between Mrs. Williams and I, I knew nothing was going to happen again, I can’t make the move if she doesn’t, so I was just wishing she makes the move but as I was wishing I was just there lying down on the bed, pretending I was sleeping.The next thing I know is Mrs. Williams was shifting closer to me, she was sha shifting like she wanted to have some fun, I wanted my body to repel but the force of attraction was too much on me body as it keeps attracting and moving towardsher too.It wasn’t my fault, you know? Put yourself in my shoe. After much shifting, Mrs. Williams body and minewas touching and she put her hand on my chest, the part where my heartwas.
I thought to myself, “is something about to happen?” I am sure you the readers are thinking… is this writer about to do this with his Virgin cougar? Are we going to do it? Since we’ve kissed already, we might just finish it… Keep Reading.She was touching the part where my heart was, like she was trying to know if my heart was beating, like she wanted to know if it was really beating fast, after touching my chest for a while, she shifted closer and took her legs over mine.
My body temperature suddenly increased must have been the heat emitting from her hot sexy body, the temperature inside of my body suddenly decreased must have been the warmth I felt from her inner soul, the warmth from her broken heart.She needed my touch, she needed probably more than my touch. Broken heart, broken marriage, maybe she needs something like thisto take her away from her sorrowful life. I decided to touch her, where did I touch her?I put my hand on her shoulder; I couldn’t even look at her. When my hand touched her, from there I was moving my hand slowly down to her waist, she was already making some sounds, not like she was moaning though, just close to that. I knew from there that she hasn’t been touched (made love to) in a long time; she did like a woman that has not been touched in 10years.
I was following my instinct, since it was my first time of being with a woman old enough to be my Mom, I can’t pull all the stunts I pull on my girls (Vanessa & Lola). I tried to be different and to be matured, no rushing.We continued and it was getting realer, I didn’t want to rush her but when konji knocks you down you will behave irrationally. I couldn’t go slowly anymore, so I decided to lay on her. As I lay on her, I reached for her lips and we started kissing.
We were kissing and romancing, I was on cloud 69. She was kissing mepassionately and all of a sudden, as she was kissing me I thought she was giving me a sign to go further. I did, I wanted to reach for her panties,as I was trying to do this she said “No! stop! Don’t!” like that was not enough she also “I have not done this before” she added after telling me to stop.When you are making out with someone and they said they have notdone ‘it’ before, what would you think; you will think they are saying they are Virgin abi, as I heard what she said I thought she was trying to tell me she was a Virgin. The question I asked her was stupid; it was the konji in me that asked that question, not I.I asked her “are you saying you a Virgin?” She answered and said she was a Virgin. This is getting interesting o, how could a Cougar be a virgin? She even has a son sef, howdid she born?I was so confused; I was just thinking and still wondering how a Cougar could be a virgin. Readers or you’ve seen a Virgin Cougar before? Have you met a virgin mother? Or Mrs. Williams middle name Mary?I didn’t understand a thing again, thiscan’t be real. Something must be happening, but what is happening? Guys, what do you think is happening? Is this a dream?LOL! It was a dream, I have been dreaming all along, nothing of such happened between Mrs. Williams andI, it was just a dream. I slept off while I was pretending to sleep; you know sometimes you sleep off while pretending to sleep.As I woke up, I looked at Mrs. Williams, she was sleeping. I couldn’tsleep again immediately I woke up; I was just there in bed with Mrs. Williams, thinking about the silly dream I just had, must have been thesilly thoughts on my mind that made me have such a dream.I stayed up for a while; Mrs. Williams was enjoying her sleep but me I was not able to sleep. You know how it feels now, sleeping is usually impossible in that kind of night, how Imanaged to sleep and have that funny dream sef I don’t know.I was just in bed, I was not able to sleep again, I closed my eyes for a long time, sleep didn’t come, and I started counting ceiling. Maybe it was because the light was on, I thought to myself. Silently I rolled outof bed and went to switch off the light and gently I went back to bed.Still I was not able to sleep, Mrs. Williams was having a wonderful, andshe didn’t even shake. I was in bed, thinking about the first night I saw Mrs. Williams, this isn’t how I pictured things would go between Mrs. Williams and I (abi readers is this what you thought was going to happen between Mrs. Williams and I?), where we are going sef I don’t know!I thought about my house, about the party I left going on, I should really go home early in the morning and know what went down at my place while I was away.The night went like that with nothing happening between Mrs. Williams and I, just the stupid dream I had andme being sleepless through the night, the only time I was able to have little sleep was around 4:30.Guys, you remember when Xtracool was cool? When we used to make all night call, some of us still do it sha, when you and your girlfriend or friends talk from 12-4:30; you know how the sleep from 4:30 usually sweetens your body and soul. That was the type of sleep I had that morning.My plan was to be at my place like 6 or something, but because the sleep was sweet I slept past that. It was around 7’O clock in the morning and Iwas still sleeping, Mrs. Williams didn’t wake me but she was awake, I woke up when she was trying to get out of bed to use to lavatory.You know sometimes when you just wake up in the morning you’d feel completely lost, I woke up like “how did I get here”, my mind now played all that had happened between last night and all that happened over the night.As Mrs. Williams was about getting up from the bed, I greeted her “Good Morning Mrs. Williams, how was yournight?” She looked at me and said “oh you are awake, Good Morning, mynight was good. I could tell you slept well too”.“Yes, I had a lovely night” I said to heras she got up from the bed to visit the lavatory, while she was away I looked at the time it was 7:14A.M, I should go home and know what is happening.While Mrs. Williams was in the lavatory my phone rang and as I checked who was calling me, it was Vanessa X. Why is she calling this early? I picked up the phone and she started vexing for me over the phone “but why are you like this? You invited us to your party then you disappeared, do you know Lola and I are still at your place? You were supposed to take us back to our place yesterday then you disappeared, please just come now we want to start going, Nonsense Boy” she said and she hung up.Immediately as Mrs. Williams got outof the lavatory, I told her I need to be home that my presence was needed at home. “I will call Nero to come andfix that car, but before you go can you please help me get a bag in the car? I bought some clothes yesterday, let me see if I can wear one today”. She gave me her keys and said thank you, I left to help her get the bag.
As I was leaving the room and stepping out of the hotel I was just praying that Adeola should not see me or anybody I know in the street. You remember her car broke down when we were close to my house yeah?Because I didn’t want anybody to seeme, I was very fast about it. I quickly get the bag and went back to the hotel to drop it for her. “Thank You” She said to me when I gave her the bag, “I have called Nero, the guy that fixes my cars and he said he would be here before 8. I should be going when he is done with the car” She also said.“Alright, let me go home now, so I can be back before he is done with the car” I said to her. Then she said “Alright Dear, keep your phone on please, I will call you if I need anything or something comes up andwe need to talk about some things when you come back” I told her my phone was on that she can call me “I’ll be back in few minutes” I said to her then I left for my house.Finally, I am going home. As I was going home I was just praying that everything should be place because Idon’t want to be in any form of trouble. I was almost getting home when I saw King Solomon driving outof the compound, where is he going?“Bad guy!! Where you go since na?” He asked when he parked beside me;he was dropping the girls he invited off. I told him we would talk when he comes back, what he said next made me want to cry, he said “Guy, you missed o, the party became litter when you left, the party was all night men, I’m coming back now. Let me drop my babes off, I will give you full gist when I am back”‘The party was all night?’ I’m dead officially, my neighbours will surely report to my Parents when they comeback. He left then I rushed home to see the situation of things, I already imagined my house up and down butwhen I saw how the house was it was not as bad as I thought it would be, it was just cups everywhere, empty bottle and all those after party dirt.I saw some guys sleeping in the sitting room, looking totally wasted; I’ve only seen few of them before. Where is PrinceEasy and Sandra sef?Oh, Vanessa and Lola, where are they?I went to my room to check who was there, getting there I saw Vanessa and Lola. They were both dressed and ready to leave immediately, as both of them saw me they didn’t even smile, they didn’t even say a word, with the way they were looking at me like one fucked up Nigga.“Please come and get us a cab, we want to start going” Vanessa said to me, Lola didn’t say anything yet. Vanessa was just doing like she was the only one that can para, and I know why she was doing like that, must have been because we were not able to talk or do whatever she had in mind last night.“Babes I am really sorry, my Aunty got back from Kaduna last night and she wanted to stay here before she goes to join my parents at the village,I had to get her to a hotel where she could pass the Night, I told her my Neighbour is throwing a party that it is very noisy at home.” I forgot Vanessa was there when Mrs. Williams called me at first and I told her Mrs. Williams was my neighbour. She just attacked me again “why are you lying? Which Aunty do you have in Kaduna? But you said the woman the woman that called you last night was your Neighbour, when did your Aunty call you again? Why you fucking lying?”You can never catch me lying, there is always something to say, as she gave it to me hot, I returned it hotter, “I knew what I went through last night just to make sure I stay out of trouble and you are here saying I am lying, na you know sef, I didn’t even blink over the night, I need to get some sleep” I started moving towards my bed like I want to jump inbed.“Please, please, please… come and put us in cab before you come and sleep, you have sha done your own” Vanessa said, Lola didn’t say a thing, she was just looking like a lost kitten.“Are you guys ready?” I asked them; Vanessa said yes, Lola didn’t say anything.“Lola wassup with you? Are you ready?” She said she was just tired and that she was ready. So we started to leave. Something happened as we were on our way to get a cab; you remember Mrs. Williams’s car broke down in my street yeah? So my plan was to point to the car as my Aunty’s car that just got back from Kaduna. But as we were going Lola said “That car looks like my Aunty’s car” which car could she be talking about, I decided to keep quiet until we move closer to the car.As we got closer to the car and she saw the number on the plate, She said “I said it, this is my Aunty’s car, what is her car doing here early this morning? She must be somewhere around her, maybe I should call her” God has a way of saving his children,it would have been a real mess for me if I had said the car was from my Aunty from Kaduna before she talked.You know the car Lola was talking about? It was Mrs. Williams’s car; apparently Mrs. Williams is her Aunty.
She faced Vanessa and said “Vanessa, you remember my Mum’s sister I told you about that she is very fine, Aunty Vic? This is her car”Vanessa was trying to remember who she was trying to talk about, as she was trying to remember Lola justsaid “your Boyfriend’s Mom jhur”Please readers, if the car belongs to Vanessa’s boyfriend’s Mom, then who is Mrs. William’s son?Don’t forget Mrs. Williams asked me to come back that we need to talk about something, what is it that we want to talk about? You will know in the next episode!! I hope y’all enjoy this episode, so till I will be releasing the next episode, ENJOY!!!
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