Kangyang wasn’t stingy with her vagina. This made her very popular among the boys in Danboyi Chal Street. All of them had been laid by her and whenever they gathered to play cha cha on that improvised table, in front of Chike, the Welder’s shop, Kangyang always turned up as the topic of discussion. Each of the boys took turns to describe how she spread widely her legs; how she raised her hips; how they made her moan, scream, shout or even cry. And they all laughed when it came to stating the price they paid for the pleasure she gave them. ‘After the whole thing, I gave her one Bazooka Bubble gum,’ each of the boys said, laughing and grabbing their crutches in lurid delight.
No one knew why Kangyang had week knees, why she never said no to any request from the boys to get laid. She seemed content serving as the pit where they dump their lust. It was just a matter of asking her and arranging a place for the laying. And the cost was one bubble gum and Kangyang’s favourite was Bazooka Bubble gum. Her popularity soared in the and soon not only the teenaged, secondary school boys of Danboyi Chal Street knew about her ‘generosity’. It got to the ears of Chike, the Welder, who was thiry-two years old and crafty. He wanted a piece of Kangyang’s butt but he was not planning to go the usual way of the boys of Danboyi Chal Street. He cooked up a plan.
That morning, by 7am, Kangyang was walking past Chike’s shop to school. She was in her smart green shirt and white skirt uniform. Chike was unusually early that morning because his normal time of opening business for the day was 9am or even 10am. But this morning, he was already bringing out iron rods from inside his shop and setting them to lean against the wall in front of the shop. Then he saw her walking past and called out.
‘Kangyang, how are you this morning. You are very early for school o’
‘Good morning sir,’ she greeted the Welder and continued walking briskly. She had to be at Apata before 7.30am. She didn’t want to be late for the morning assembly. But Chike, called out again.
‘Ah Kangyang, is that how you want to greet me this morning, come and greet me properly.’ This made her to stop and look at him. Then she walked from the road and went closer to the shop.
‘Good morning sir.’
‘Eheeen, that is how to greet your senior brother. Oya come inside let me offer you a drink before you go to school.’
‘No sir, I will be late for school. Assembly is by 7.30’ she protested.
‘Don’t worry,’ Chike insisted. ‘It is just a small drink of Eggovin. It will make your brain sharp for the day.’ He then held her hand and pulled her into his shop. He made her sit down on one of the iron chairs and handed over a cold bottle of Eggovin to her. He opened the bottle and said, ‘drink quickly so that you can get early to school.’ Kangyang took a few gulps and looked at her watch. It was 7.10am. She said to herself that she would leave in five minutes time. A few seconds later, her whole body felt too heavy for her to raise and she felt herself struggling against falling asleep. Suddenly, she fell with a big thug to the sandy floor of the Welder’s shop. Immediately, Chike moved back the iron rods that he was displaying in front of his shop and locked the shop from inside. He carried Kangyang from the floor to a prepared mattress at a corner of the shop.

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