Hello, my name is ‘Folabi, i
drive a cab for a living.
Don’t worry am not an
illiterate,i finished from
OOU. I studied psychology,
came out with a 2.2 and dont insult my school, not
unless you want an ass-
whopping. If you finished
from OOU of recent, you will
notice the tiring and
unyielding process of getting a certificate out. I
was meant to start a nice
decent white collar job but
for the most part of it, It
dint happen. My folks stay in Abeokuta, but
as a rebellious child that I am, I
left home for school in Ijebu Igbo
and never went back to
Abeokuta asides on visits during
the holidays. My father is exactly my biggest fan because I
changed universities a couple of
time due to cult wahala. Moving on, after finishing in
school, I moved to lagos with or
without my parent’s blessing.
Not my first time in lagos
anyway, during school I followed
a cult squad to bust a guy in lagos,I was the driver, it kinda
felt like Jason Statham for a bit.
I love driving thats one of my
hobbies, i have driven all sorts of
cars, I was the designated drunk
driver for my group, alot of my friends felt safe anytime I drive.
The first few months in lagos
without a job was crazy. I am managing a minimal
accommodation with a friend at
Fola Agoro, been a good homely
boy that I am, my friend’s uncle
owns a private cab company. He
gave me a cab to manage for him. I was grateful because I was
sick and tired of all the sitting at
home, doing nothing and chasing
neighborhood girls and bored
house wives. I have been doing this for quite
sometime now, friday nights are
the craziest nights and fun of all,
taxi drivers see all sorts of
things on that night, things that
make the male member jerk in my trousers with all the indecent
dressings and some of them
changing into outrageous outfits
in the cab, they dont usually
mind me peeking at them
through my rear-view mirror. Last friday night started like the
usual one, I had already picked
and dropped some ladies on the
island. Ladies can like to price
cabs despite that my own cab
has A.C. How can you hope to take an A.C
cab to the island for N800? Hian! I was driving around the town, it
was like 11pm. I drove to
eCenter at Sabo to chill a bit.
Most people who came to
eCenter on fridays usually move
over to the island for some more intense clubbing. I was having an
awesometime looking at what
daughters of Eve wore the night. Some times, I think i should
actually be clubbing and live my
life like some of these people but
the thing is I don’t have a
choice,I escaped pass in school by
whiskers, if I don’t fight for my right to good life, no one will.
The simple fact that third class
isn’t classified as brilliant
spurred me to strive for more. My cab was parked infront of e-
Center, when a girl stumbled out
of the entrance to the gate. Not
really stumbled, she almost
tripped, I looked over the floor
but nothing was there, parking close to the exit of the building
allowed full view of everywhere.
She came over to the side of my
car, she knocked the window, I
pulled the window lever and it
came down slowly. She opened her mouth and
alcohol oozed out of her breath, “V.I,” she said
“Where in victoria island” I
asked
“Megaplaza” she replied
“N3,000 ” I answered She laughed gently, removed her
face and looked above my cab,
as she did that, her chest was in
my full view, her boobs were big,
her body tone was a problem,
she was almost white. Already in my head, i could imagine how red
her nipples would be. How her
areola would be, her brazilian
hair was disturbing my view and
she re-adjusted and brought
back her face into the window. “N2,000” she bellowed with her
eyes shut. “You seem like a nice girl, how
about N2,500” i said in my fake
British accent which I acquired
from watching hundred of hours
of American TV shows… She took herself back, surprised
with my accent, my favorite
accent is British accent.It just
rolls off the tongue differently,
very sexy. She was definitely surprised that
I could speak fluent english. I
wasnt looking badly myself, I am
not ugly that I am sure of. She got into the front seat and
that was when I was lost for a
second, her sexy thighs looked
like heaven. she flung her head
to the back totally oblivious of
the situation, she was stoned for sure. She was high but quite
visible that she could still manage
herself. I was stealing glances at
her when she asked when we
would be leaving. I told her I had to do check
something in the glove
compartment and then we would
be off in a second. Her tanktop wasn’t helping
matters, imagine if Salma Hayek
or Sofia Vergara was wearing a
tanktop, that’s disaster for
everyone who would be walking
or driving. The ignition came on, I wrote
some party jams into a cd at
home, I put it in and the first
song that came off it was M.I ft
Brymo- Action film. The speakers in my car are the
ones to die for, I brought special
speakers myself and yanked out
the manufacturer’s own to put
mine in. She was brought back to
life with the upbeat song, music animal.
We got talking, I asked why she
was going to Marquee. “My friends are on the island.”
she replied “You don’t party alone? How
about your boyfriend?” I
responded “I broke up with my boyfriend
when I moved back in February”
she replied in American accent She was responding to me with
her head back, trying to catch a
little sleep before she gets to
Marquee. I was staring hopelessly and for
the sake of my life, I wasn’t
speeding, i was doing less than
80km/hr. I was enjoying my selection of
music as my male member kept
pushing me to look into tanktop.
I ran into the smallest pothole I
saw, just to make sure the
boobs fall out of the tanktop. It almost fell off somewhere along
3rd mainland as I swerved away
from one stupid driver who was
trying to overtake me, some
part of her areola showed. She came back to life with that
swerve. She looked around,
almost like trying to recollect
where she was. she saw me, and
noticed my hard-on and totally
ignored. She opened her bag to look for her phone, she brought
it out and no call had come in
yet. She was feeling
uncomfortable at her side, we
were almost entering into V.I, we
got off the bridge from the Muson Center area. She slipped
her hands into her thighs, at
this point, i was losing it
completely. She moaned out softly “I
seriously need a shag, this
alcohol isnt helping me at all” Firstly, I wanted to believe this
wasn’t happening, that I was
merely imagining things… but this
is happening for real. I wasn’t sure how to respond
to her proposition. I used all the
braveness in me, i summoned all
the strength i had in me and
gently placed my hands on her
laps. I was expecting all sorts of insults to rain down from her
mouth, in fact, a slap would have
been appropriate but what
happened next baffled me more.
She did nothing! This definitely was gonna be a
swell night, i had sex a couple of
nights ago but this one is
definitely gonna be spectacular.
Click here to read more episode

U r on d wrong section bro.

La click la blast