PROLOGUE
LISA: (moaning Yes yes yes..)
(Dele stops after three minutes)

Bastard one minute man,
Your mates are firing for 2 hours straight satisfying their wives most sensual needs.
Yet, here you are, a weak pitiful excuse of a man.

DELE: Agreed,
I can't pass this one minute threshold.
you are the woman that knows which man can surpass the hour time limit,
Has sex turned into a job? That you expect me to keep at it as if I am going to receive a salary.
I dont blame you because you are just a hoe,
I knew you were one of those who was born with it when I came to your home and saw your mum in those old LovePeddler attires

LISA: Dele OLADEJO SAMSON,
Repeat that which you just said because I seem to have developed hearing difficulty

Dele: (edges closer to her ears)
I said your mother is a quality, dirty...

(Lisa takes the groundnut bottle, raises it and bashes it on Deles head)

LISA: (punctuating each word with a jab at his side, with the jagged ends of the broken bottle)
Keep talking about my mother like that and see if you do not become a living dead.

Dele: (shouting in obvious pain) Ye ye.
Oju mi oo, my eyes
(frantically dashing about trying to find a footing and his phone)
You will leave this house today Lisa,
You have carried your sacrifice across the crossroads.
Today, you will leave my house and not a second longer. Take your baggages back to your father's house.

Continuing part