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I brushed my teeth and took my bath. Then, I dressed up in grey suit and went to the lounging-room. Madam too soon dressed up and came to join me.

'Good morning, ma,' I greeted, giving her a deep bow.

'Good morning, Alex. How was your night?'

I smiled. 'It was soothing, ma.'

She smiled too. She was wearing an ankara gown that was well designed.

'How do I look?' she asked, turning so that I could have a good appraisal.

My smile broadened. This madam, ehn!

'You look stunning,' I confessed.

She was pleased with my remark. 'Thank you.'

I nodded. 'You're welcome.'

She corked her head to a side. 'Hey, you look good too, young man.'

I smiled again. 'Thank you, madam.'

'But, that tie.' She moved over to me and adjusted the tie. I could smell her skin and her breath which smelt of fresh mint. Enny was the only lady ever to adjust my tie - until now.

'There you're. That's better,' she muttered.

'Thank you.'

'Now, order for room service. We need light breakfast before we go.'

'Okay, ma.'

I ordered for the light breakfast. It suddenly dawned on me that anyone who heard that madam and I slept in the same hotel room - well, suite, actually - would think we were having an affair. If Enny ever got to know, she would never believe that the closest I got to madam was massaging her!

Phew! What an experience!

After the breakfast, we left the hotel in one of the executive cabs for the Ministry of Petroleum Resources. Her meeting with the Minister was very successful thereafter, we met the other people she was supposed to meet. By three p.m. we had met all the people we should. The thing would be that we had to do a follow up on the telephone

'Let's stay one more night in Abuja,' she suggested. 'Then tomorrow, we'll go back to Lagos.'

I nodded. 'It's okay, ma.'

When we returned to the hotel suite, madam asked that I should ordered for the food that I wanted.

Poor me. I could only think of fried rice and turkey. The meal was sumptuous and I enjoyed it. Thereafter, we ordered French wine. To avoid prying eyes, madam said we should remain in the suite. Everything she did was okay by me.

She went to take a shower thereafter. Her hand bag was left in the lounging-room. I could see that she stuffed a lot of cash including dollars and euros in it.

Ah, don't get me wrong. I didn't touch her money.

I locked the main door and went for a quick shower in the second bathroom. I then changed to shorts and t-shirt. I went back to the lounging room. She soon came out, wearing another bum short and t shirt. This time around, I had decided to be unmoved by whatever she wore.

She sat on the sofa and stretched her legs. 'Wow, what a day,' she exclaimed. 'Can you help with some massaging again?'

'Of course, ma. Anything you want.'

She nodded. 'That lotion should be in my valise in the bedroom.'

'Okay.' I went to the bedroom she occupied. The valise was on the side of the bed.

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I brushed my teeth and took my bath. Then, I dressed up in grey suit and went to the lounging-room. Madam too soon dressed up and came to join me.

'Good morning, ma,' I greeted, giving her a deep bow.

'Good morning, Alex. How was your night?'

I smiled. 'It was soothing, ma.'

She smiled too. She was wearing an ankara gown that was well designed.

'How do I look?' she asked, turning so that I could have a good appraisal.

My smile broadened. This madam, ehn!

'You look stunning,' I confessed.

She was pleased with my remark. 'Thank you.'

I nodded. 'You're welcome.'

She corked her head to a side. 'Hey, you look good too, young man.'

I smiled again. 'Thank you, madam.'

'But, that tie.' She moved over to me and adjusted the tie. I could smell her skin and her breath which smelt of fresh mint. Enny was the only lady ever to adjust my tie - until now.

'There you're. That's better,' she muttered.

'Thank you.'

'Now, order for room service. We need light breakfast before we go.'

'Okay, ma.'

I ordered for the light breakfast. It suddenly dawned on me that anyone who heard that madam and I slept in the same hotel room - well, suite, actually - would think we were having an affair. If Enny ever got to know, she would never believe that the closest I got to madam was massaging her!

Phew! What an experience!

After the breakfast, we left the hotel in one of the executive cabs for the Ministry of Petroleum Resources. Her meeting with the Minister was very successful thereafter, we met the other people she was supposed to meet. By three p.m. we had met all the people we should. The thing would be that we had to do a follow up on the telephone

'Let's stay one more night in Abuja,' she suggested. 'Then tomorrow, we'll go back to Lagos.'

I nodded. 'It's okay, ma.'

When we returned to the hotel suite, madam asked that I should ordered for the food that I wanted.

Poor me. I could only think of fried rice and turkey. The meal was sumptuous and I enjoyed it. Thereafter, we ordered French wine. To avoid prying eyes, madam said we should remain in the suite. Everything she did was okay by me.

She went to take a shower thereafter. Her hand bag was left in the lounging-room. I could see that she stuffed a lot of cash including dollars and euros in it.

Ah, don't get me wrong. I didn't touch her money.

I locked the main door and went for a quick shower in the second bathroom. I then changed to shorts and t-shirt. I went back to the lounging room. She soon came out, wearing another bum short and t shirt. This time around, I had decided to be unmoved by whatever she wore.

She sat on the sofa and stretched her legs. 'Wow, what a day,' she exclaimed. 'Can you help with some massaging again?'

'Of course, ma. Anything you want.'

She nodded. 'That lotion should be in my valise in the bedroom.'

'Okay.' I went to the bedroom she occupied. The valise was on the side of the bed.

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I brushed my teeth and took my bath. Then, I dressed up in grey suit and went to the lounging-room. Madam too soon dressed up and came to join me.

 'Good morning, ma,' I greeted, giving her a deep bow.

 'Good morning, Alex. How was your night?'

 I smiled. 'It was soothing, ma.'

 She smiled too. She was wearing an ankara gown that was well designed.

 'How do I look?' she asked, turning so that I could have a good appraisal.

  My smile broadened. This madam, ehn!

  'You look stunning,' I confessed.

  She was pleased with my remark. 'Thank you.'
  I nodded. 'You're welcome.'

   She corked her head to a side. 'Hey, you look good too, young man.'

    I smiled again. 'Thank you, madam.'

    'But, that tie.' She moved over to me and adjusted the tie. I could smell her skin and her breath which smelt of fresh mint. Enny was the only lady ever to adjust my tie - until now.

   'There you're. That's better,' she muttered.

   'Thank you.'

   'Now, order for room service. We need light breakfast before we go.'

   'Okay, ma.'

   I ordered for the light breakfast. It suddenly dawned on me that anyone who heard that madam and I slept in the same hotel room - well, suite, actually - would think we were having an affair. If Enny ever got to know, she would never believe that the closest I got to madam was massaging her!

  Phew! What an experience!

  After the breakfast, we left the hotel in one of the executive cabs for the Ministry of Petroleum Resources. Her meeting with the Minister was very successful. Thereafter, we met the other people she was supposed to meet. By three p.m. we had met all the people we should. The thing would be that we had to do a follow up on the telephone.

  'Let's stay one more night in Abuja,' she suggested. 'Then tomorrow, we'll go back to Lagos.'

   I nodded. 'It's okay, ma.'

  When we returned to the hotel suite, madam asked that I should ordered for the food that I wanted.

   Poor me. I could only think of fried rice and turkey. The meal was sumptuous and I enjoyed it. Thereafter, we ordered French wine. To avoid prying eyes, madam said we should remain in the suite. Everything she did was okay by me.

   She went to take a shower thereafter. Her hand bag was left in the lounging-room. I could see that she stuffed a lot of cash including dollars and euros in it.

  Ah, don't get me wrong. I didn't touch her money.

   I locked the main door and went for a quick shower in the second bathroom. I then changed to shorts and t-shirt. I went back to the lounging room. She soon came out, wearing another bum short and t shirt. This time around, I had decided to be unmoved by whatever she wore.

   She sat on the sofa and stretched her legs.

'Wow, what a day,' she exclaimed. 'Can you help with some massaging again?'

  'Of course, ma. Anything you want.'

   She nodded. 'That lotion should be in my valise in the bedroom.'

   'Okay.'  I went to the bedroom she occupied. The valise was on the side of the bed.    

   Some of her clothes were on the bed, including her lingerie. I had to empty the bag to search of the lotion. I finally found it, returned the contents of the valise inside and left the room.

   I met her lying on her belle on the sofa. She looked up at me.

   'This time, it's my back that needs massaging.'

    'Your back?'

    'Yeah, my back. It aches.'

   'Oh, sorry,' I said, not sure if I had said the right thing.

   She raised the back of the t-shirt she wore. It was then I realized she was braless.

   I pulled a stool to her side and sat on it. I then rubbed the lotion on her back and massaged the place. She closed her eyes.

   Many thought went through my mind. I imagined Enny bursting inside the room and seeing us in this position. But then even if that should happen, I would explain that I was only helping to massage madam’s body, I argued in my mind.

   Believe me, I would stress, it was just a massage.

   'Are you okay, now?' I asked after some minutes.

   'A little bit,' she muttered.

   Oh boy, prove that you're a man, a voice spoke into my subconscious mind.

   How? I asked.

   What do you mean, how? The voice said. See beautiful thing. See her bum. Do you really believe that trash she was telling you about decency? Come on, go for her.

   At that instance, my hand nearly strayed to her chest region.

   Don't do that, another voice warned.

   Why not, is that not what she wants? I argued.

    The latter voice was insistent. Even if that's what she wants, don't do it.

   I decided to obey the latter voice.

   Her eyes were closed. She appeared to be dozing.

   'Are you okay, now, ma?' I asked again.

   She opened her eyes briefly. 'Oh, yes, I'm okay now. Thank you.' It was apparent she had started sleeping off.

   I put her cloth back to cover her back. I covered the lotion too. I then sighed. This woman would not stop amazing me.

   I stood up, returned the stool and went to the bathroom to wash my hands. I stared at the mirror and wondered if what I was experienced was actually happening.

   Of course it was, a voice answered me. So what?

   I shrugged and left the bathroom.

   I moved to the sofa and watched her briefly. She seemed so innocent and vulnerable.

   This woman had a lot of trust in you, I told myself, do not do anything evil to her. The voice that said that in my mind seemed so real that I shuddered.

  Then, I vowed that I would never pay her back with evil. I told the lustful thoughts to get behind me.

   Few moments later, I tapped madam on the shoulder. 'Ma, would you rather go to your room and sleep,' I suggested.

   'I'm okay,' she mumbled. I doubted if she heard me well.

    I closed her handbag and took it to her bedroom. I then helped to pack the clothes she scattered on her bed. Of course, all her things remained intact.

  Back to the sitting room, I sat on another sofa and watched the t.v, pretending that madam was not there just about three meters away. I didn't know when I slept off.

   Some couple of hours later, madam's hands woke me up.

    'Alex?'

    I looked at her dreamily. It took some seconds before I could remember where I was.

   'Won't you rather go to your bedroom and sleep?' she asked.

   'Oh, yes.' I stood up and switched off the television.

   'Where's my handbag?' she asked.

    'I took it to your bedroom.'

    'Thank you. Good night.'

    'Good night, ma.'

    I went to my room and continued my blissful sleep. It was few minutes to seven when I woke up the following morning. I took my bath and dressed up. This time around, I was less formal in my dress.

   Madam had not come to the sitting-room. I needed to ask her what she would have for breakfast. I went to her door and knocked gently.
   'Good morning, ma.'

   'Yes, come in,' her voice said from within.

   I opened the door and stepped in. I was surprised she was still curled up in bed.

   'Good morning, madam.'

    She yawned and stretched. 'Morning, Alex.'
    'I wanted to know what I should order for breakfast.'

    'Anything you want, Alex.'

    I paused briefly. 'Okay, ma.'

    I left her room for the sitting-room, where I switched on the television and ordered for room-service. About half an hour later she came to join me in the sitting-room. After the meal, we rested a bit before we started to pack.  I assisted her in packing, then I called for the porter.

   As we rode the elevator to the ground floor, I decided that my Abuja trip was unforgettable. We returned the keys of the suite and checked out of the hotel.

  The executive cab was waiting to drive us to the airport.

   We got to the airport and we were told we just missed the ten o'clock flight.  We remained in the departure lounge and chatted, hoping to travel by the next flight. We had to come by the mid-day flight.

   By 12.55 p.m, the plane taxied to a stop at the local wing of MM airport in Lagos. Taju, madam's personal driver was already waiting for us at the Arrival Hall. He rushed at us as soon as he saw us, almost prostrating for madam in the process. He relieved me of madam's valise I was holding, while I insisted on carrying my small bag.

Taju then preceded us to the car park where madam's Mercedes S class was one of the cars glittering in the sun.

   'Drive to the office, first. Alex will go there and continue his work. Then, you will drive me home.'

   The driver nodded. 'Yes, madam.'

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Taju then preceded us to the car park where madam's Mercedes S class was one of the cars glittering in the sun.

   'Drive to the office, first. Alex will go there and continue his work. Then, you will drive me home.'

   The driver nodded. 'Yes, madam.'  
                                             




Later in the day, I was still working at my desk by 3.00 p.m, when madam's call came in.

   'Good afternoon, ma,' I greeted.

   'Afternoon, Alex. Hope you're not too tired.'

   'No qualms, ma'am. I'm okay.'

   'That's good. Concerning the issue of accommodation we discussed, one of my houses has a vacant two bedroom flat. The house is at Ketu. You can take the time off to see the estate agency in charge of the house. Tell Mandy to give you the address of the agency. Go there and meet with Mr. Bashorun. I've already discussed your matter with him. He will take you to the flat. If you like it, then you can take it.'

   I was gladdened by what she said. ''I'm grateful, ma'am. God bless you, ma'am.'

   'Let me hear what you think of the place after you've inspected it.'

   'Alright, ma'am.'

  The line was disconnected. I whistled to myself. Some weeks back, madam had asked me where I lived and I had told her I stayed with an uncle, but was planning on how to get a place of my own. She had promised that she would assist in the way she could.

   Now, she was about to fulfill the promise. I tidied up the files on my table and went to the secretary's office.

   Mandy was on the phone when I got there. I sat on one of the visitor' chairs and waited. She soon finished the telephone conversation.

   'Yes, madam said I should get the address of the estate agency from you.'

    She nodded and brought out a paper on which she had written the address of the firm. 'Here.'

   'Thank you.' I smiled at her. 'It's very likely I will go home from there. Good night.'

   She smiled and reciprocated my farewell. I went back to my office to pick up my bag and locked up the place. The address was at Unity road, Ikeja. In less than thirty minutes, I was there.

   'I was expecting you,' Mr. Bashorun said after I had introduced myself. 'Madam said you were coming.'

   He called a man and gave instructions that he would be taking me to Ketu but he would soon be back and the man must wait. He then opened a drawer and brought out a bunch of keys.

  'Alright, let's get going.'

   I was on my feet again. What a busy day! It was incredible that just some hours ago, I was in Abuja. The hustles of life would always be with human.

   We went by his car, a Toyota Corolla. Since the traffic was light, we soon got to the place at Ketu. It was a storey building inside the estate adjoining the headquarters of The Apostolic Church.

We passed through strong iron gates manned by uniformed security men. I liked the environment. It was neat, serene, well-planned and very urbanized. It was almost like a Government Reservation Area. After pressing the bell and waiting for some moments, a man, one of the occupants, came out to open the gate for us. The way he and Mr. Bashorun greetd each other showed that the man was a familiar face.


The house, coated in cream color, had four two-bedroom flats. The second one on the ground floor was the vacant one that I was offered.

   'Here we are.' Mr. Bashorun brought out the bunch of keys and opened the flat and we went inside. The sitting room was spacious. The two bedrooms were neat. All the floors were tiled.

   Even the kitchen was tiled. I was okay with the bathroom and the kitchen. When I opened the tap in the bathroom, water gushed out. The whole building itself was very decent. I was impressed with the place.

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Even the kitchen was tiled. I was okay with the bathroom and the kitchen. When I opened the tap in the bathroom, water gushed out. The whole building itself was very decent. I was impressed with the place.

  'Do you like it?' Mr. Bashorun asked, studying me.

  I nodded my complete approval. Only a person with a dysfunctional mind would not like the place. 'Yes, I like it.'

  'Yeah, indeed, it's a nice place,' Mr. Bashorun agreed.

   The area was indeed decent. I had no doubt I would love it.

   'What about the cost? How much is the rent per annum?' I asked.

   'Madam said I shouldn't discuss that with you. Alright, let's go.'

   We left the place. I got down at Ketu Bus stop. From there, it would be easy for me to get a tricycle to my place. I went home straight, had a shower and changed into casuals. Thereafter, I decided to call madam.

   'Do you like the place?' she asked.

   'Yes, ma. It's a nice place.'

   'Good. Then you can have it.'

   'Thank you. But I still don't know how much I'll pay for it. When I asked Mr. Bashorun, he said you told him not to discuss that aspect with me.'

   'Yes, Alex. Don't worry about payment. You can have the place free for the next two years.'

   'Free for two years? Wonderful!' Thank you ma. I'm so grateful, ma.'

   'It's okay. We thank God.'

   I was overtly overjoyed by madam's gesture. That was very good gesture.

   'So, when are you moving in, Alex?'

    'Maybe, by this weekend, ma.'

    'It's okay. Tomorrow afternoon, collect the key of the flat from Bashorun.'

   'Thank you so much, I'm very grateful, ma. God bless you.'

   Indeed, I was very grateful to her. This was the most generous person I had ever come across in my life. I was very grateful to God for making me to come across such a magnanimous person.

   In the office the next morning, I went to meet her as soon as she came in to show appreciation. I bowed deeply for her.

   'Madam, I really appreciate all you're doing. God bless, ma.'

   'It's okay Alex. Thank God.'

   Work went on smoothly that day. From time to time, madam would summon me for one office engagement or the other. Sometimes, I would sit in my office, go through some documents or write.

   The office assistant brought my lunch at about I.00 p.m, as usual. It was a food pack bought from one of the notable eateries, and it was free.

By three o'clock, madam said she would be leaving the office. I bade her goodbye as my office would still remain open till 5.00 p.m.

   After madam had gone, I continued typing on the computer laptop. There was a workshop on empowerment madam was invited to as guest speaker and I was to draft her speech, based on some jottings she had made. The door to my office opened and Mandy came in. She had relaxed her officious stance towards me, and once in a while, we chatted.

   'Hello,' she said with a smile.

   I stopped the typing I was doing and smiled too. 'Sister Mandy, how're you?'  

   'Hmn, I've told you to drop the 'sister' title. Just Mandy is perfect.'

   'Oh, pardon me. How're you, Mandy?'

   She smiled again. 'I'm cool.'

   I nodded. I liked that answer.

   'So, how was the Abuja trip? I mean, did you enjoy yourself?'

   She had asked that question the previous day and I had answered that the trip was fine.

   'Just like I said, it was an exciting experience.'

   'You're really enjoying, madam o.' She smiled. Did I see a sly look on her face, or did I imagine it?

   'Well. Madam is really a nice person,' I agreed.

   'Na wa o. Madam has been too nice to you. Within the short time you're here, see all the good things she has done for you. She even gave you a two-bedroom flat free of charge. Madam really likes you.'

   My mind was racing. Was Mandy saying these out of envy, jealousy, or what?

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Even the kitchen was tiled. I was okay with the bathroom and the kitchen. When I opened the tap in the bathroom, water gushed out. The whole building itself was very decent. I was impressed with the place.

  'Do you like it?' Mr. Bashorun asked, studying me.

  I nodded my complete approval. Only a person with a dysfunctional mind would not like the place. 'Yes, I like it.'

  'Yeah, indeed, it's a nice place,' Mr. Bashorun agreed.

   The area was indeed decent. I had no doubt I would love it.

   'What about the cost? How much is the rent per annum?' I asked.

   'Madam said I shouldn't discuss that with you. Alright, let's go.'

   We left the place. I got down at Ketu Bus stop. From there, it would be easy for me to get a tricycle to my place. I went home straight, had a shower and changed into casuals. Thereafter, I decided to call madam.

   'Do you like the place?' she asked.

   'Yes, ma. It's a nice place.'

   'Good. Then you can have it.'

   'Thank you. But I still don't know how much I'll pay for it. When I asked Mr. Bashorun, he said you told him not to discuss that aspect with me.'

   'Yes, Alex. Don't worry about payment. You can have the place free for the next two years.'

   'Free for two years? Wonderful!' Thank you ma. I'm so grateful, ma.'

   'It's okay. We thank God.'

   I was overtly overjoyed by madam's gesture. That was very good gesture.

   'So, when are you moving in, Alex?'

    'Maybe, by this weekend, ma.'

    'It's okay. Tomorrow afternoon, collect the key of the flat from Bashorun.'

   'Thank you so much, I'm very grateful, ma. God bless you.'

   Indeed, I was very grateful to her. This was the most generous person I had ever come across in my life. I was very grateful to God for making me to come across such a magnanimous person.

   In the office the next morning, I went to meet her as soon as she came in to show appreciation. I bowed deeply for her.

   'Madam, I really appreciate all you're doing. God bless, ma.'

   'It's okay Alex. Thank God.'

   Work went on smoothly that day. From time to time, madam would summon me for one office engagement or the other. Sometimes, I would sit in my office, go through some documents or write.

   The office assistant brought my lunch at about I.00 p.m, as usual. It was a food pack bought from one of the notable eateries, and it was free.

By three o'clock, madam said she would be leaving the office. I bade her goodbye as my office would still remain open till 5.00 p.m.

   After madam had gone, I continued typing on the computer laptop. There was a workshop on empowerment madam was invited to as guest speaker and I was to draft her speech, based on some jottings she had made. The door to my office opened and Mandy came in. She had relaxed her officious stance towards me, and once in a while, we chatted.

   'Hello,' she said with a smile.

   I stopped the typing I was doing and smiled too. 'Sister Mandy, how're you?'  

   'Hmn, I've told you to drop the 'sister' title. Just Mandy is perfect.'

   'Oh, pardon me. How're you, Mandy?'

   She smiled again. 'I'm cool.'

   I nodded. I liked that answer.

   'So, how was the Abuja trip? I mean, did you enjoy yourself?'

   She had asked that question the previous day and I had answered that the trip was fine.

   'Just like I said, it was an exciting experience.'

   'You're really enjoying, madam o.' She smiled. Did I see a sly look on her face, or did I imagine it?

   'Well. Madam is really a nice person,' I agreed.

   'Na wa o. Madam has been too nice to you. Within the short time you're here, see all the good things she has done for you. She even gave you a two-bedroom flat free of charge. Madam really likes you.'

   My mind was racing. Was Mandy saying these out of envy, jealousy, or what?

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