‘‘Give me your bag old lady’’ a tall huge masked man shouted at a middle aged woman. ‘‘My son I beg of you please don’t harm me’’. The next sound heard was that of a gun and down on the floor the woman went with blood gushing out of her head while the masked man went away with his loot. The small gathering of people nearby took to their heels with fear because either of them could be the next victim. The police didn’t help matters as they trembled at the name of the notorious gang that swung open the broad gate of hell on the community. This was the environment Lydia grew up in.

Lydia was the first of the three children of her mum, Jasmine. Her mother was divorced from her father when she was barely ten. Jasmine is a banker who has no time for her children, leaving her role in the hands of her sixteen year old daughter, Lydia. On a fateful day while she and her siblings were walking back from school, a blue car pulled over in front of them and a huge masked man whose appearance seemed similar to that of the man who killed the old lady a month ago stepped out of the car, fired a bullet into the air causing Lydia and Phoebe to fall on their faces to the ground while their brother was dragged into the car as they watched in fear the car zooming off at the highest speed. The futile search for her brother almost lasted for a week not up until his decomposing body was found near the border of the neighbouring community with his legs, ears, fingers and private part dismembered. Lydia and her mum mourned bitterly as they lowered his remains at the cemetery the next day.

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Lydia continued her life happily hoping all things will be better; what more can a sanguine wish for? Her mum got promoted at work to be the regional manager of her bank. This meant a higher pay for her and for Lydia it was the beginning of the end of the mother daughter bond they started building. ‘‘That means no more time for me; it is going to be work today and conference tomorrow’’ she said to herself. The promotion came with a change of environment. They had to relocate to Abuja. ‘‘Lydia darling, you should be excited; you know it’s the country’s capital city’’ her mum said. Lydia fixed a gaze at her mum and shook her head as she returned to the movie she was watching on her phone. They alighted from the taxi when they got to their flat at royal garden estate. Their house was painted turquoise blue and lemon. The taxi driver helped them get their bags inside. ‘‘Give the taxi driver some extra cash, Jasmine told Lydia’’.

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Settling down in a new environment was a bit hard for Lydia. She and her sister got enrolled in a new school, a school for the wealthy so to say. Onyx international school was her new school. The school is located at the Peace Garden Estate which is half a kilometre from the airport.

On her first day at school, she and her sister, Phoebe walked to their different classes after their mum dropped them off. Phoebe was the shy type, a fifteen year old girl whose body physique was quite as beautiful as that of her sister. Phoebe walked into her class with her breasts leading the way; the physics teacher was already in class; But John notwithstanding still managed to whisper ‘‘what the f…’’ in such a loud tone that the almost the whole class busted out in laughter. The teacher, Mr Abel, made her stood before the class; Phoebe’s face was down most of the time. ‘Tell us your name’’ the teacher asked. ‘‘Phoebe David Abiyah’’ she said in a voice audible to her alone. ‘‘Obviously she is the shy type; her name is Phoebe David Abiyah. ‘‘feel at home’’ Mr Abel said to Phoebe as he showed her where to sit and continued his session.

Lydia had no trouble settling down in her class as she was ready to fire back at whosoever wanted giving her a tough time, she was somewhat the outspoken one. She was such an epitome of beauty; smooth and flawless ebony skin, a full round mammary gland and an onion bulb bottom just like her sister; she and her sister were quite intelligent and were out to shock their new school that one can be endowed, beautiful and smart.

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Lydia kept her cool for the first term, she barely spoke to anyone. Greg was tall dark and handsome guy. His well-built physique was a turn on for girls. Time after time Greg tried making friends with Lydia but all efforts proved abortive. On a particular occasion, Greg had himself bathed with the ice cream he bought for her. Finally, after a thousand and one times she gave in to his advances. ‘‘Hi’’, Greg said. For the first time Lydia gave him the warmest smile. ‘‘Let’s get some snacks before break time is over, I’ll pay’’ he said. They sat at the school’s cafeteria ate yam chips and chicken from the same plate as they talked and laughed at sweet nothings.

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Their love grew stronger as time went by, they both now sat close to each other in class. The other things that accompany love followed. The bell for break went off; Greg held her hand as they hurried off to the changing room of the school’s basketball arena as they had earlier agreed. Wet with desire, she moved her hands up and down his groin, got hold of his belt and down his trousers and underwear went giving her a full view of his erection. She knelt before him like a worshipper at a shrine, making sure she got the full satisfaction his erection had to offer in her mouth. Greg pulled...

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