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Life Of A Hustler by peteremu(m): 5:27pm On Nov 16, 2013
The life of a hustler....

CHAPTER ONE

James Akpan stood in front of the office, holding his transparent folder and hoping this time around he would get a positive reply. He breathed in and out before venturing into the office. He gently knocked on the door and was about to push the office door open, but it was locked.

"Who is the that?" a voice bellowed from inside the Office.

"Hmm...I... I saw the vacancy outside and I am here to make enquiry about..." he was saying when he was cut short.

"Are you sure it was no VACANCY you saw?" asked the voice without opening the door.

"Yes... it was vacancy," he replied, adjusting his tie that has seen better days.

"Go and look properly, if it is Vacancy, then you have the job," said the voice.

He turned around, a tinge of excitement beaming up from deep within, he walked towards the board and as he looked closed, he saw the word, "NO" written in a very small letter above the word "VACANCY". His hope dashed. He had been on job hunt for many months. He had once given up, but when he impregnated Seki, he had no option to begin to look for job.

The girl was as lazy as a fat dog, and as dirty as a pig. He cursed the day he had sex with her. He had wanted a quickie so bad that he was blinded by his arousal. He didn't even care if it was a dog, a cat, a lizard or anything. He heard the voice of a girl singing that day and when he had looked through the window, he saw her, fetching water.

He sat on his bed, thinking of what to do, and then he went out with a bucket to fetch water, pretending he needed the water badly. He saw her bending over, she had a big 'backyard' and that has set his body on fire... He wanted to eat from the pot. On a normal day, he would have never wanted to get close, but on this day... it was a different thing entirely.

He had crept up and focused on her backside that he just would have grabbed her, if it was not in the morning. THough everywhere was silent, but she might make a scene out of this.

He got closer and smiled boyishly at her, "How far?"

She smiled back at him, "Fine brother James," she said, shly, looking away.

'How in the world does she know my name?' James had thought, 'Well, that aside'

"Please can you help me fill this bucket and bring it to my room?" he asked.

She turned to look at him, then smiled shyly again, "Yes brother James." she replied.

He nodded and turned back. He wished he could summon enough courage to stop what he planned to do, but the urge was stronger. He went back into the room and lay on the bed, then he stood up and look through his window, he saw her fetching the water and pouring it in the bucket he had left. Soon she carried the bucket, and entered the compound.

it was a compuond that has about six rooms, but other occupants had gone to work, except him, he had no job. She knocked on the door.

"Come in," he said gently.

She carried the bucket into the room and dropped it close to the door and was about to leave.

"No, not there, please bring it close to the bed," he said.

"Okay brother James," she said and carried it towards the bed, then dropped it close to the foot of the bed.

James stood up, held her hands, and dragged her to the bed, she fell on top of his lap. He touched her breast, she didn't even fight; like she knew what was going to happen and she had prepared for it.

He pushed her to the bed, and held her wrapper, then dragged the wrapper as she was naked. She didn't wear anything under the wrapper. She just looked shyly away as he pulled off his...


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Re: Life Of A Hustler by peteremu(m): 6:25am On Nov 19, 2013
"....Oga, did you hear what I have been saying?" asked a short, fat and ugly woman who had come out of the locked Office.

He jerked out of his reverie, he had promised not to think of the past; the past is for losers and he is a winner.

“Sorry, Madam, I.. I… didn’t hear you,” he said as he turned around.

“I said there is no…” she stopped short when she saw how good looking James was, “Wow…” she exclaimed.

“Sorry madam, what did you say?” asked a confused James.

“Nothing… Let’s go to my Office,” she said as she led him towards her Office.

They entered into the Office. A middle aged man sat on the chair opposite the empty chair that was separated by a table stack full of papers. The smell of ‘sex’ hung in the air.

“They must have been doing it when he knocked,” he thought.

“Jamiu, go and man the gate,” ordered the small woman.

The guy looked up like he had been denied something. He sighed and then stood up, he was just a few inches taller than five feet. But James was over 6 feet tall. He walked past him, brushing his shoulder against James as he exit the office.

“Sit down,” she said, pointing to the chair opposite her as she sat on the other side of the desk.

James sat down, folding the transparent folder on his lap. He was uncomfortable with the smell that hung in the air. Like the woman could read his mind, she stood up and pushed open the window, the smell escaped as fresh air filtered into the room.

“So… You are interested in working for me?” she asked.

“Hmmm… yes, but I don’t really know the kind of job you have for someone like me,” he asked.

She sniffed, “Well, it depends. I could get you a specialized job or if you prefer to mop the floor too, I could use a hand in that department.”

“Hmmm… I don’t think that is the kind of job I need,” he said.

“Of course,” she grunted, “I know someone like you could do well in our specialized job scheme,” she said.

“Which is?”

“First, how would you like to earn fifteen thousand naira…”

He cuts her short, “Fifteen thousand naira can’t…”

“Shhhh…. Don’t interrupt me until I am through,” there was a flash of anger in her eye that disappeared almost immediately.

“Oh, sorry about that,” he apologized.

“We will start with fifteen thousand naira, all you have to do is stay at home and whenever the opportunity for you to do the job comes, then you get a call and all you have to do is go do the job. Believe me, it would be something you would love.” She said, winking at him.

“What kind of job if I may ask?” he was getting apprehensive.

“Easy job, something Jamiu could do, but he doesn’t look as attractive as you do, and a little of brush up will make you look cleaner.” She said.

“Madam, what kind of job are we talking about?” he repeated.

"Alright, it is about accompanying women to various functions, doing some special task for them," she said, picking something from her teeth with her dirty fingernails.

"You mean, being a gigolo?" he asked, his eyebrow raised to form a frown.

"Not even close," she said, and picked up a pen from the table, then scribbled something out on a piece of paper, "Here go watch this movie, that is exactly what you will be doing, but definitely not being a gigolo."

He reached for the paper, collected and looked at it. In a bad writing, he could read the title of a movie he faintly remembered he had watched during his university days, "BOY TOY". He sighed and decided to leave immediately, that was not the kind of job he was looking for, maybe he would have to try his luck somewhere else.

He stood up and grabbed his folder, then held the door.

"Are you married Mister...uhmmm?" She asked him.

He turned around, then shrugged.

"Well, there is no job out there, believe me, I have tried but ended up with this," she waved a thick finger around, "You can start today, doing nothing and then staying at home with your girlfriend, cuddling all day long and once in a while you will escort these fine women, they also pay handsomely too, but just consider it." she said and waved him off.

He had nearly forgotten about Seki. Since her family discovered she had been pregnant for him, they had dumped her with him and now he has a pregnant, lazy, dirty woman waiting for him at home. He grinded his teeth; it would be a shame to tell her instantly that he was in, but he knew he was ready to accept the job.

"What harm is there?" he thought, then nodded and left.

He asked Jamiu to open the gate for him.

"Why you no open am yourself," Jamiu barked at him in a voice as loud as the barrell of an empty drum.

He walked towards the gate and jerked it open, "See you around buddy!" he taunted him.

"You wish!" he said after him.

James walked into the sun. He breathed a sigh of relief. His job hunting days are over, but he has to face the worst nightmare at home. His woman, Seki, and that was not a pleasant thought at all....
Re: Life Of A Hustler by Nobody: 6:58am On Nov 19, 2013
Nkpume Iko is here grin
Re: Life Of A Hustler by peteremu(m): 7:59am On Nov 19, 2013
Nkpume Iko: Nkpume Iko is here grin

It is a pleasure seeing you here sir.

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