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Chapter 39

The End Of The Beginning

When she got the text message, she didn't know what to think. It's over is a phrase used to end relationships, however, she was sure she didn't have such relationship with Badoh, talk more of it being over. Yes they kissed and made out the other night but she was sure they were simply scared of what is to come, Mezie and all.
Lydia drove her Legxus into the room, she moved quietly to the bed and sat down. Badoh meanwhile sat on the floor while his head lay on a part of the foam.
"Oh my God! What happened to you?" She asked him moving closer.
"It's over dear, it's all over," he said smiling. She noticed he was tipsy as the smell of alcohol oozed from his mouth. She joined him on the floor touching his face. "You are hurt, why have you been drinking?" Chinwe asked him as cloud of tears gathered in her eyes.
"I'm not hurt, it's just a scratch. Besides I was celebrating not drinking," he said.
She just did not comprehend him. Even with a broken face, a swollen cheek that looked like his mouth was an housing estate for Tom Tom and a wasted body he still thinks he was okay and worth celebrating. She stood up and walked to the area of the self contain that served as kitchen, she filled the kettle with water and lit up the gas, after which she relaxed the kettle on the burning flame. .
"I'll prepare Tropic Corn Flakes, tomorrow you can decide on what you want to eat," she finally said. Badoh just watched her move around his room without saying nada. He chose to enjoy her movement especially the way her hips swinged from left to right whenever she walked past him to get something. His Pennis stiffed when she bent down to get the corn flakes leaving her oversized bootie almost in his face.
"Damn! This girl is gifted!" He thought to himself.
He watched her as she prepared the flakes with warm water while still leaving the kettle on fire. She sat with him and began to spoon feed him.
"You should know that I am perfectly fine, fine enough to put food in my own mouth." He said with his mouth half full.
She smiled and said; "let me".
"Tell me, did Mezie do this to you? Is that what you mean by its over?" She asked him while still feeding him.
"He did not do this, his friends did..." He did not finish his statement when the floodgates of of her stormy tears was let loose. She cried on about how it was her fault, she said she did not want any more trouble and if it was possible she would avoid Mezie for the rest of her life.
An amazed Badoh allowed her pour her heart out. He liked being in control and has more interest in her expressly because he believes he has paid his dues, much more than he actually bargained for.
"Lydia, this was the only way, I hurt Mezie not just physically but his pride also. If I did not give him back some semblance of dignity he would continue to be a sworn enemy, not just to me but also to you. But now it's over. He wouldn't bother you or me. It's over for real. So please, please bring back our smiling face," he rounded up his mini speech smiling.
"Okay," she said smiling too. She had no choice but to smile. His smile was infectious chiefly because he rarely smiles.
He told her everything that happened when he met with Mezie and the leadership of his group (not really everything though) and how he ended up paying for two crates of beer to be free. When they finished with the food, she mixed the water she boiled for him to bath while she cleaned up.
Badoh came out from the bathroom refreshed, he was surprised to meet Lydia standing with a bowl of water and a white napkin. She urged him to lie down on the floor facing downward and he complied after assurances from her that it was not the kind of hot water used on chickens. Lydia would dip the napkin in water, squeeze it and press his body gently. She nursed him and he moaned in pain. His body ached, but he also enjoyed the way she massaged him with the napkin and her hands.


As time dug into the day, Badoh opened up the last drink left - Don Simon - and poured into a glass. He tried vainly to convince her to join him, but no matter what he said, it just didn't work. He was forced to ignore her. He sipped his drink quietly leaving her bored, as she scanned the room she uncovered his WHOT (a card game) from beside the television. She smiled as she beckoned him to play with her but he turned down her offer. She pleaded severally before he agreed to play, but on the condition that the loser of each game would drink an half glass of the red wine. She had a solid defense but Badoh was determined to shake it.




Chapter 40

Winner (Winners & Losers)

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Chapter 40

Winner (Winners & Losers)

A winner is somebody who has defeated an adversary or someone who is a conqueror. Usually there's a feeling one gets when the outcome of an event favours him (or her) and Badoh was sure that Mezie did not feel that way, he was the loser, he lost their fight one on one, he also lost the girl (Lydia). Or at least he was sure he was going to lose her tonight considering the score was currently 4-3 in his favour and things were beginning to look good. Mezie's loss is his gain after all.
"Check up!" Badoh said for the fifth time smiling devilishly.
"Ah! No no no." A disappointed Lydia screamed.
"Yes girl. Drink up." Badoh insisted pointing at the glass.
"I'm tired. Come on," Lydia pleaded but Badoh was adamant. He insisted on her drinking her portion of the red wine.
"It's the rule. Drink jor. Okay you drink half I'll also take half in solidarity." He winked at her.
"Are you trying to get me drunk?" She asked as she collected the glass of wine and took a sip.
"Of course. Isn't it obvious?" He asked sinisterly - smiling - as he watched her finish the drink. He did not know if admitting to her that he was trying to get her drunk was a good move, but he liked the way she looked away sometimes when their eyes met. He collected the glass and drank the half glass he promised.
"I don't take alcohol. This is a mistake." She said turning away. She did not like where the whole game was heading so she had to switch to her stone face. The kind of face that scared guys.
"Why the serious face? I just survived a near death experience, we're supposed to be celebrating. Or you would have preferred I'm in a hospital bed?" Badoh asked accusingly. He could see that having won the battle, he was losing the war.
"Stop it. What do you mean?" She asked with the atmosphere tensed.
"You're killing the fun. Can't you see?" Badoh fired back.
"Just that..." Lydia started, then she hesitated before continuing, "I'm not a good girl when I drink. And I am probably one glass away from disgracing my family," she said with a better countenance this time so Badoh smiled at her silly joke. This made her to smile too.
Seeing that her fierce physiognomy had totally disappeared, he moved the drink and cup aside and stretched out his hand to her. At first she seemed confused and didn't understand what the hand was for but she took the hand nonetheless. Badoh pulled her up and urged her to dance with him. Not thinking she obliged. With Badoh's hands on her waist, she put hers on his neck as they moved about to an imaginary music.
Badoh leaned forward then touched her lips with his finger, her mouth parted as her eyes closed. He held her in a hug as they moved slowly. He placed his face in her neck placing a delicate kiss on it. This made her pull him closer like she was trying to make two become one. Her response gossiped her secret to him, so he repeatedly kissed her neck switching at interval.
Suddenly Lydia changed, her actions could best be described as violent. She caught his lips with hers before he could evade and kissed him ferociously. He responded likewise as they chewed out at each other. She pushed him to the wall slamming his back on it, this made the back of his head to hit the wall as their teeth clashed. Lydia pulled away. Not because of pain, no, infact it was Badoh who knew pain although very briefly.
Lydia removed her orange coloured Hackett polo revealing her black bra. Badoh could not think properly, he could only see what's in front of him and that was the pretty transgendered undressing in front of him. She grabbed him by his collar and started undressing him. His brain seemed to have freezed else he was supposed to UnCloth himself simultaneously.
Leaving only his boxers on Lydia started kissing him again, this suddenly rebooted his brain as he reacted likewise. Lydia kissed him with rage but Badoh somehow managed to redirect her to the bed as he lied on her. He unhooked the bra and placed a kiss on the breast to tell them welcome to the free world. He avoided the nipples but kissed all around it intentionally making her wait. He moved back to her neck and kissed it. He then went back to the breast and placed his wet lips on the nipples. He sucked one and used one of his hands on the other.
Lydia sprawled in all directions on the bed, she threw caution out of the room and ungracefully moaned loudly. As Badoh sucked her b00bs, she dipped a finger into her Honeywell and finger bleeped herself. After a while, Badoh pulled away from her b00bs and placed his lips on her ears, he kissed it and occasionally slipped his tongue into her ears. Lydia stretched and grind her hips on the bed, her loud moans could be heard outside, esp because the door was open and only the curtain gave them the slightest of privacy.
Badoh tried stretching his hand to get condom from under the bed but Lydia had other plans.

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Chapter 40 (b)

At Last

As he struggled to squeeze out the CD from where he slotted it, Lydia turned him over and climbed on his erect Pennis, he tried to protest but as soon as her pussycat walls swallowed his d1ck, all he could let out were Hmmm moans. He soon began to doubt if protesting was necessary, Lydia didn't look like the kind of babe who would have STD. In the pregnancy aspect, she wouldn't allow skin to skin if she was ovulating.
Badoh gave himself every conceivable reason not to worry as she rode him gently, but that godly part of him had to do something, or say something.
"I have condom," he said weakly, the strength behind his protest was fleeting. His hands were feeling quite comfortable on top of Lydia's elaborate hips thereby betraying his jaded voice as she increased the speed of her bouncing. She noticed his worry and shut him up with a wet kiss which kind of triggered something in them simultaneously.
As they moaned in between kisses, Badoh's hands switched from her hips to her back. He squeezed her closer to himself sending gigabytes of sensation to their brains. Her soft breast merged with his formed chest as hot sweat creamed them. In between kisses the moaning sounds became louder. As she sprang up and down Badoh would meet her halfway with his own rhythmical movement.
He bleeped her fast from underneath while she returned the favour from above. It was intense with loud breathing and moaning, skin flapping and clapping. Lydia bites his lips groaning as she climaxed. Badoh suited up soon after as she collapsed on him. Badoh has his DNA writing pen in her wet notepad as they both breathed in satisfaction.
Badoh's Pennis shrunk as he pulled out of her padded Honeywell. Then he suddenly realises that he was bitten.
"You bit me!" He announced like he just discovered a new planet.
"When I was biting you why didn't you complain? I guess you enjoyed it then right? Haha, take it as love bite." She teased him laughing. She rolled over and stood up for the bathroom.
Badoh fed his eyes as he enjoyed her view. She was the curviest girl he had seen. Everything she always hid inside her clothes laid bare for his eyes to feast on. He watched her pick up her short and entered the bathroom. As soon as she was out of sight Badoh punched the air in appreciation to himself. His mind was aligned with the proverbial lizard who would praise himself when it falls from a tree.
His mind swerved to Mezie, what he has been through and how long it took him to get here. He was definitely the loser in this situation, Badoh thought. Although he was sure that Lydia was the real winner and she knew it. He lay there when she came out from the bathroom clothed to the waist. She had no clothing from her head to her waist exposing her small orange sized b00bs.
Badoh admired her shape, even the silky three quarters sports tug she was wearing could not hide her waistline. Infact he believed nothing could hide her curves, she was that gifted. As he thought about it, he began to have another erection.
"I have to go back to my room." She said as she picked up her bra and top spread over the room. Her voice interrupted his thinking. He quickly rushed out from the bed protesting against her leaving. He was sure that they were just getting started and Oboy was he right?
Although Lydia did not accept to sleep in his room at first, but Badoh's persistence left her with no choice. He took his curtain in and locked the door. He convinced her with a kiss to the neck. Slowly she began to reciprocate and in no time they were on the bed again moaning in ecstasy. They bleeped until 2.30am that morning with the most memorable the doggy style. Her hips as broad as broad daylight filled his loins as he rammed her from the back. Missionary was the last style they tried before sleeping off drunk with passion.
By the time Badoh woke up around 11.00am, he looked around but could not find Lydia, he knew she must have left after he checked the time on his cellphone. He wore his clothes and arranged his room a bit. He then opened the door to allow fresh air in. Hunger bit him hard, he knew he had to put food in his tummy before he became late. As he struggled with thinking about what to eat, he heard a knock.
"Enter if you whor whor," he said knowing who it was.
"Na your uncle naim whor whor," the reply came from Efe, he was the first to enter the room followed closely by Ken. They greeted calling Badoh names and mimicking the noise and sounds from yesternight. Badoh brushed off their hailings preferring to talk about something else.
"I don't kiss and tell," he insisted. But that only further confirmed there position. "Bad guy," they called him. As they spoke in the room joking, Ken's phone rang, he looked like he was not going to pick the call but eventually excused himself from the guys. He took the call outside. When he was considerably out of hearken, the smile in Efe's face disappeared. He tapped Badoh and said:
"I don't trust Ken anymore, I'm suspecting that he knows something about what happened to you."
"Guy how far. Ken na your roomie, and na my guy. Wetin dey xup?" Badoh said not too perturbed.
Efe tried to explain most of his observation since recently. He told him about how ken has been answering secret calls recently and how he walked in on one of the calls where he heard Badoh's name. A fearful Efe did not leave out the part where Ken disappeared from the lodge 10 seconds before Aspira and others descended on himself and 3 other lodgemates. He ended his investigative report and changed the subject when Ken returned to the room.
Badoh joked with his friends that day but his mind could not shake off the idea that all is not right. He could recall reading the book COUNTLESS from a popular author on nairaland - TheBlessedMan - about how his friend Jide had stabbed him repeatedly on the back. He also saw a picture of first class betrayal from Black to his best friend Basket Balewa, in BLACK MARIA, as written by LarrySun. Could this be happening to him? He thought.
Efe had no reason to lie about Kennedy, however Efe is known to be quite fearful and could read wrong vibes into the most harmless issues. That not withstanding, Badoh definitely wasn't taking this accusation with a pinch of salt.


End of The Romantic Chronicles Of Badoh - Book 2 - Thanks for following.

Expect the Book 3 soon.

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