A COLD RAINY NIGHT IN MY LODGE
This is a story of an ‘akpo’ babe who got
seduced (or was she almost seduced? I don
forget sha just read and find out for yasef).
She actually told me the story herself and I
posted it with her full permission. These are
her words as she narrated it to me.
It was the inception of a new session. The
rigmarole of getting familiarized with
roommates , exchange of pleasantries and all
that was still in the air. For a few days we
were in the room as I tried to login to the
student portal so I can secure an
accommodation for myself as I do not like the
idea of squatting with a friend or anyone. It
has a way of bringing down one’s self esteem
and that is one thing I do not like and I guess
no one likes it either. After series of logging in
and the message ‘all rooms have been
allocated’ continues to appear without pity. I
gave up as I was now sure the only hope of
securing an accommodation for myself will be
by buying a bed space which is illegal, but
‘heey’ I was ready for that if there is any
available seller. Luck was against me, no one
was interested in selling their bed space at the
inception of a new session. I had no any other
option than to continue staying with my friend
with the intentions of squatting. She seem to
notice this as she started giving me some
attitudes, though she never voiced it out. Does
a beggar have choice? ‘No!’ so I just played
calm as I still hope of getting accommodation
someday.
Then suddenly one evening it happened. I was
in the room with the rest when the babe I was
squatting with came in, all frowns as she
flashed her eyes searchingly around the
corners of the bed. “what is wrong ” I asked
out of care. “see Chi, am not ready to squat
anybody, I thought by now you would have
gotten hostel. Am not comfortable with
squatting as it makes me not able to arrange
my stuffs.” She said with so mean in her
voice. I felt really bad as I looked at her
amidst teary eyes. We girls have a mean way
of doing things. Even if she doný want me in
her room there are other calm ways to tell me
than bursting in one evening and shouting at
me. “no please don’t give me that look you
just have to leave. Am sorry I can’t help.” She
frowned as the words spurted from the
corners of her lips.
I felt devastated as she spoke and rushed out
amidst tears grabbing my phone with me.
“How can my closest friend throw me out of
her room?” I thought as I ran down the stairs.
I dialled mum’s number and narrated the
event. From the way she spoke I knew she
was bitter. She felt so sorry for me and asked
me to just pass the night there and leave the
next day as she’ll make arrangements to send
me money so I can rent a house outside
school. I felt so much relieved as I walked
back into the room. I couldn’t eat that night
but slept happily and peacefully as I knew
there were better days ahead.
I finally got to leave hostel life as I packed my
things the next morning to my brother’s
house. He introduced me to the caretaker to
whom I paid the house rent for a vacant room
next to my brother’s. That same day I went to
Ogige market to buy carpet for the room. At
least I can be laying on it while I wait for
money to arrive so I can buy other properties.
By evening time the room was set as I hired a
shuttle that moved my remaining stuffs from
the hostel to the room. As I lay in the room
that night my joys knew no bounds. What
could have been a shame finally turned out to
be a blessing as what I have always wished
for (to leave the hostel) came to past. Soon I
drifted into a long soothing sleep.
Am this kind of babe that like familiarising
with people around me , days turned to
weeks, weeks turned to moths and soon I was
friends with my neighbours especially John,
the guy next door. John is a normal average
cute guy. Though he’s two years younger than
me and I myself, am a year ahead of him in
school, but he’s so cool nice and caring. He
became my very good friend as we always go
out together and do lots of things together. He
never asked me out unlike other guys, though
I won’t have said ‘no’ if he did but then he
was two years younger and I guessed that
would have changed my mind as I have mixed
feelings for him due to his age. That aside
anyways.
Soon the semester was over and many
travelled for the short holiday including my
brother and his roommate, but I decided to
stay back as I got lots of assignments to carry
out. John also did not travel as his house was
far away from and the break was so short for
any ‘travels’ to be done. That was how he
decided to stay back like myself. That fateful
night it seemed the angels had put on the
taps of heaven and forgot to close it after they
were done. It started raining heavily, there
was no any signs of the rain is stopping any
moment from now. As usual ‘PHCN’ have done
what they are good at doing. So everywhere
was cold and dark, plus the quietness of the
lodge, I got afraid and lonely. That was how I
went to john’s room so he could keep me
company before sleep comes beckoning. As
usual John was ready to keep me
company.“make we play monopoly now, use
am dey pass time. ” He said smiling.“yeah” I
said gleaming with joy to have him around.
We played the ever addictive game of all
times till it was past midnight, I started feeling
sleepy. Going back to my lonely room this cold
rainy night was the last thing I knew I will love
to do, so I decided sleeping at his.“John e be
like say na ya room I go sleep this night ooo” I
said sleepily without any intentions in my
mind.“ah ah no big deal now ” I heard him
said as he went to grab his sweaters across
the room. Soon he joined me on the bed and
that was the last I remembered of reality as I
drifted into the world of dreams.
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to be continued

In my dreams I felt a hand pulled over my
body and wrapped me tightly to its self, there
couldn’t be a better dream I thought as I
smiled. Soon the hands became more obvious
and real that was when I opened my eyes to
realise it was no dream. I had earlier
confusion of where I was but then I
recollected so fast that I was in John’s room
and he was actually the one holding me so
close to him. I kept cool and calm like I was
still sleeping as I thought he was doing it
unconsciously. Soon I felt his hands moved
hungrily around my body, fumbling my dress,
that was When I realised he was not doing this
unconsciously. My brains started screaming
trying to figure out things as so many images
flipped through them. “am still a virgin and
can’t allow this dude take that identity away,
no! Never!” my brain streamed.but his hands
were moving along the right route and soon I
found my body succumbing to this magical
movement. I couldn’t believe I can’t protest
but continued feigning sleep as his hands
continued revering freely all over my body.
Normally I don’t feel free hugging guys talk
more of allowing them to touch me. I always
feel am in charge of my body and controls it
without it’s restriction but here I am being
controlled my my own body, being hushed up
to protest by my own body. I couldn’t believe
the moment.
Suddenly he went beyond the boundaries. I
heard my zippers opened lazily as his hands
proceeded past my shirt and was now
savouring my bare skin proceeding towards
my upper chest. That was when I held his
hands to stop that erotic movement. He
seemed to be in shock as he retracted his
hands quickly and said.“are you still awake my
love?”“yeah” I replied sleepily, even though I
was wide awake.He continued touching me
and I stood up fully awake and asked him to
stop, but he continued handling me and soon I
was weak again to protest, he tried kissing me
but as a sharp girl I kept my lips tightly
sealed. Kisssng was my weak point. If he had
succeeded in kissing me then my virginity
which I have been guiding for many years will
disappear that very moment. At this point I
stood up from the bed and asked him what he
was up to.“am really sorry” He said.Now you
have to get this. Am a Christian and I preach
against such things. So getting down to
practice it will be a shame on my integrity.“We
can’t do this, I already messed up by allowing
you handle me, I will pray to God for
forgiveness and I urge you to do same” I said
to him amidst tears. He seems to be sorry and
that was how I faced the other side of the bed
and slept off till the next morning and left for
my room.
Back in my room I couldn’t help but
remember the whole last night event with so
much sadness. I felt, filthy, stupid and dirty.
The boasts I made to my friends in the past
cam laughing at me hysterically.“no guy fit
seduce me” I’ll always boast whenever we
argue about the male folks and their prowess
in seducing we female folks. They always try
to convince me that I have not been in a fix
that’s why but I always I explain to them how
my body belongs to me and how much I can
control it. Just last night all those boast went
to blazes as I was practically seduced. I just
can’t help but agree with what my friends
always told me and I got to understand that
not always you can fight back some feelings, I
was just happy it did not exceed the normal
handling and cuddling. Else I may not know
what my action this morning would have
been. Maybe I would have gone to Franco?
But I learnt not to boast about anything when
it comes to feelings of the flesh. Your body
can always betray you when you feel it’s got
your back.
the end
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Nice one

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Luv d moral lesson.

That girl is very silly. A Christian sleeping in the same bed with a guy she's not related to on a cold rainy night?

She seduced the poor boy.