Who told you my name?” I pretended
that I was angry…
“Are you angry that I called your
name?” She responded back
“No not actually. It is just because I
never told you, so I am surprised” I
responded like a Boss.
“Well, I heard your Sister call you the
name, so I loved it and decided to
call you too” she said.
Still thinking of the next thing to say,
while I was already smiling like a boy

FULL EPISODES HERE ho told you my name?” I pretended
that I was angry…
“Are you angry that I called your
name?” She responded back
“No not actually. It is just because I
never told you, so I am surprised” I
responded like a Boss.
“Well, I heard your Sister call you the
name, so I loved it and decided to
call you too” she said.
Still thinking of the next thing to say,
while I was already smiling like a boy
that picked up a free 5 naira note on
the floor, I managed to gain
composure.
“So what is your own name?” I asked
“Chioma, But you can call me Angel.
That is what my friends call me at
school” she told me
“Wow, you really look like an angel”
within me, I was wondering if I
actually said that and was awaiting
the result for my poor show, when I
heard…
“You look like a male angel too”
Chioma replied.
Beaming with Joy, I just smiled and
winked at her like Aunty taught me,
she winked back immediately; then I
knew I just signed a new player to
my team.
“Welcome to my world” I said to
myself.
After incessant failures of telling
Chioma to come to our house and
Play(Don’t even ask me the type of
Play), aunty finally called the girl into
our house, while she and her siblings
came to play downstairs, and took
me alongside her into the children’s
room. She told me to wait outside,
and only they knew what they
discussed inside (not my business
sha). I had already gist aunty about
what happened the other day, so let
me not bore you with repeated
stories.
Then I entered, and Aunty told her to
hug me, and she did. We stayed like
that for about 2 minutes, turning
about. Then she was asked to give
me a peck, which she did, and I
responded back almost immediately.
Joy filled my heart at such an
opportunity. All of a sudden, I heard
a question…
“Are you sure you love me?” Chioma
asked me
Still figuring what she meant by love;
“Maybe Love is doing to her what I
do to Aunty” I said to myself
Aunty replied on my behalf and
sounded a big “YES” with a big
smile.
Chioma still wanted to be sure, asked
her to allow me say it with my
mouth.
What else could I have said than
what aunty said, so I sounded
another
“YES” with my own smile.
After exchanging eye contact with
aunty, she hurriedly left the room for
both of us. Whatever happened
inside there remains exclusive,
because I can’t write it here. But
believe me, it is not what you are
thinking because I messed up; but
like Aunty said, there is always room
for improvement. Don’t forget also
that my thing couldn’t enter because
it was as if the place was blocked.
All the same, I touched what I could
touch and she left while I hurried to
the backyard to give the full gist to
aunty.
After explaining to aunty about how
“Blocked” Chioma own was, she
assured me that she was going to do
something about it. The next day, she
asked me to go call Chioma from
outside, into the house. I did as I
was told and Chioma came to our
room again.
Aunty asked me to wait outside
again; but this time, I was trying to
peep and I peeped. I heard Aunty
explaining something to Chioma and
she was nodding her head like a
lizard. Then Aunty went to her bag
and brought out something like a Pee
Pee of a boy
“Jesus” I shouted inside of me. I
couldn’t believe that Aunty has what I
have inside her bag.
“But why is her own bigger than my
own?” I queried myself.
“Not my concern” I responded
rhetorically.
Then I saw Aunty spread the legs of
Chioma and applied something like
Oil from a bottle in Between her legs,
where her own wee wee is located.
After rubbing the oil, she carried that
thing that looks like my pee pee and
was trying to put it inside Chioma’s
wee wee.
Chioma was shouting and crying in
pains but Aunty didn’t stop till some
part of it entered and she now
removed it. Chioma was crying
bitterly in a low tone sha so that
nobody will hear her cry. When she
stood up from the bed, I saw reddish
things on her laps and on the Bed.
Immediately, I ran into the room and
shouted…
“She has wounded!!!”
Aunty immediately ordered me out of
the room and I didn’t see what
happened next till Chioma left our
house and climb upstairs. One thing I
noticed was that she wasn’t walking
like the way she did, when she
entered our house.
Later at night, I asked aunty to
explain to me the meaning of the Pee
Pee she has in her bag and what she
did to Chioma. Being such a sweet
Aunty to me, she explained to me
and we even practiced the same
thing with ourselves that night. She
brought the same Pee Pee in her bag,
gave it to me; I felt it and it was like
a rubber. Having explained what it
meant, she opened her legs and
asked me to do the same thing she
did to Chioma. She also gave me tips
of doing the same thing to people
She called “VIRGINS”. Well, I only
learnt the practical and forgot about
the plenty theories.
I woke up and the thought of
Chioma’s cry filled my heart.
“What if her mother finds out” I said
to myself.
Days passed and I didn’t see Chioma
outside, I was even thinking she was
dead or something. Till one faithful
afternoon, I saw her playing with
Steph and Mary. When she saw me,
she removed her eyes and continued
with what she was doing. They were
actually playing with sands and
“Pots” (Tomatoes Tins) and I hated it
so much; but the anticipation of
allowing Chioma to talk to me, made
me join the happy family. That even
didn’t help the situation because she
didn’t even talk to me.
One night I went outside to pack my
toys I left outside while playing in the
afternoon, I heard someone whisper
my name.
“Is that you Angel?” I asked softly
“Yes my Angel” the voice replied.
I tip toed towards the direction of the
voice, and when she saw me, She
gave me a big hug, reached straight
to my Pee Pee and grabbed it
immediately; brought it out and
started handling it like aunty does to
me. She did it while I dived straight
to her skirt, touched her pants and
went ahead to start touching her own
wee wee.
But I noticed that while I touched
hers, she was making some sounds
which made me to continue doing it
well. We continued till we heard a
loud voice shouting
“Chioma”!
“Chioma”!
We disengaged immediately and ran
to various possible destinations
“Maybe they haff catch us” I said to
myself while entering into the house
back. The next morning, we heard a
knock on the door and I dashed off
to the door like I was expecting a
postman. Lo and behold, it was… :'
that picked up a free 5 naira note on
the floor, I managed to gain
composure.
“So what is your own name?” I asked
“Chioma, But you can call me Angel.
That is what my friends call me at
school” she told me
“Wow, you really look like an angel”
within me, I was wondering if I
actually said that and was awaiting
the result for my poor show, when I
heard…
“You look like a male angel too”
Chioma replied.
Beaming with Joy, I just smiled and
winked at her like Aunty taught me,
she winked back immediately; then I
knew I just signed a new player to
my team.
“Welcome to my world” I said to
myself.
After incessant failures of telling
Chioma to come to our house and
Play(Don’t even ask me the type of
Play), aunty finally called the girl into
our house, while she and her siblings
came to play downstairs, and took
me alongside her into the children’s
room. She told me to wait outside,
and only they knew what they
discussed inside (not my business
sha). I had already gist aunty about
what happened the other day, so let
me not bore you with repeated
stories.
Then I entered, and Aunty told her to
hug me, and she did. We stayed like
that for about 2 minutes, turning
about. Then she was asked to give
me a peck, which she did, and I
responded back almost immediately.
Joy filled my heart at such an
opportunity. All of a sudden, I heard
a question…
“Are you sure you love me?” Chioma
asked me
Still figuring what she meant by love;
“Maybe Love is doing to her what I
do to Aunty” I said to myself
Aunty replied on my behalf and
sounded a big “YES” with a big
smile.
Chioma still wanted to be sure, asked
her to allow me say it with my
mouth.
What else could I have said than
what aunty said, so I sounded
another
“YES” with my own smile.
After exchanging eye contact with
aunty, she hurriedly left the room for
both of us. Whatever happened
inside there remains exclusive,
because I can’t write it here. But
believe me, it is not what you are
thinking because I messed up; but
like Aunty said, there is always room
for improvement. Don’t forget also
that my thing couldn’t enter because
it was as if the place was blocked.
All the same, I touched what I could
touch and she left while I hurried to
the backyard to give the full gist to
aunty.
After explaining to aunty about how
“Blocked” Chioma own was, she
assured me that she was going to do
something about it. The next day, she
asked me to go call Chioma from
outside, into the house. I did as I
was told and Chioma came to our
room again.
Aunty asked me to wait outside
again; but this time, I was trying to
peep and I peeped. I heard Aunty
explaining something to Chioma and
she was nodding her head like a
lizard. Then Aunty went to her bag
and brought out something like a Pee
Pee of a boy
“Jesus” I shouted inside of me. I
couldn’t believe that Aunty has what I
have inside her bag.
“But why is her own bigger than my
own?” I queried myself.
“Not my concern” I responded
rhetorically.
Then I saw Aunty spread the legs of
Chioma and applied something like
Oil from a bottle in Between her legs,
where her own wee wee is located.
After rubbing the oil, she carried that
thing that looks like my pee pee and
was trying to put it inside Chioma’s
wee wee.
Chioma was shouting and crying in
pains but Aunty didn’t stop till some
part of it entered and she now
removed it. Chioma was crying
bitterly in a low tone sha so that
nobody will hear her cry. When she
stood up from the bed, I saw reddish
things on her laps and on the Bed.
Immediately, I ran into the room and
shouted…
“She has wounded!!!”
Aunty immediately ordered me out of
the room and I didn’t see what
happened next till Chioma left our
house and climb upstairs. One thing I
noticed was that she wasn’t walking
like the way she did, when she
entered our house.
Later at night, I asked aunty to
explain to me the meaning of the Pee
Pee she has in her bag and what she
did to Chioma. Being such a sweet
Aunty to me, she explained to me
and we even practiced the same
thing with ourselves that night. She
brought the same Pee Pee in her bag,
gave it to me; I felt it and it was like
a rubber. Having explained what it
meant, she opened her legs and
asked me to do the same thing she
did to Chioma. She also gave me tips
of doing the same thing to people
She called “VIRGINS”. Well, I only
learnt the practical and forgot about
the plenty theories.
I woke up and the thought of
Chioma’s cry filled my heart.
“What if her mother finds out” I said
to myself.
Days passed and I didn’t see Chioma
outside, I was even thinking she was
dead or something. Till one faithful
afternoon, I saw her playing with
Steph and Mary. When she saw me,
she removed her eyes and continued
with what she was doing. They were
actually playing with sands and
“Pots” (Tomatoes Tins) and I hated it
so much; but the anticipation of
allowing Chioma to talk to me, made
me join the happy family. That even
didn’t help the situation because she
didn’t even talk to me.
One night I went outside to pack my
toys I left outside while playing in the
afternoon, I heard someone whisper
my name.
“Is that you Angel?” I asked softly
“Yes my Angel” the voice replied.
I tip toed towards the direction of the
voice, and when she saw me, She
gave me a big hug, reached straight
to my Pee Pee and grabbed it
immediately; brought it out and
started handling it like aunty does to
me. She did it while I dived straight
to her skirt, touched her pants and
went ahead to start touching her own
wee wee.
But I noticed that while I touched
hers, she was making some sounds
which made me to continue doing it
well. We continued till we heard a
loud voice shouting
“Chioma”!
“Chioma”!
We disengaged immediately and ran
to various possible destinations
“Maybe they haff catch us” I said to
myself while entering into the house
back. The next morning, we heard a
knock on the door and I dashed off
to the door like I was expecting a
postman. Lo and behold, it was… :'