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Re: Lost In Lust by Zamar(m): 9:04pm On May 17
Nice.
Re: Lost In Lust by FrankAkowe: 6:43pm On May 18
Two days later, I was at work and it was break time. I sent Sarah, one of our health officers to buy fried rice and chicken for me. When I searched through my wallet to give Sarah money, I saw the complimentary card from the woman I had helped to start her car. I had kept it there that evening when I got home and promptly forgot about it.

I looked closely at the card. Her name read Naomi Dodo, and she worked in the corporate affairs division of national petroleum company. She must be making cool money there, I thought. I remembered her figure vividly: slim, light in complexion, average height, pretty and petite. That
figure and her name certainly reminded me of Naomi Campbell, the ex-super model.

Naomi Dodo couldn’t be less than thirty five and she was most likely married. Should I give her a call?
Well, there should be no harm in that, should there? After all, she asked me to give her a call and she willingly gave me her card. I brought out my phone and dialed her number. Her phone rang but no response. She was probably busy, I thought. I decided I would have to call again at another time and saved her number as Sister Naomi.

Sarah brought my food. ‘Thank you, Sarah,’ I told her.
She smiled and went away. The food was delicious. I always ate rice and chicken with relish. I was midway in my eating when my phone rang. It was ‘Sister Naomi’ calling back.

‘Hello, madam. Good afternoon.’

‘Good afternoon. I saw your missed call. Please, who is this?’

‘I’m Ola,’ I replied. ‘The guy who assisted in getting your car started a couple of days ago.’

‘O-Okay. How’re you?’

‘I’m fine, ma’am.’

‘Thank you for that day. Is this your number?’

‘Yes.’

‘I’m kind of busy now. I’ll still call you, Ola.’

‘Alright, ma’am.’

The line was disconnected. I continued with my food. About twenty minutes later, a text message came to my phone. Somebody had

transferred two thousand naira worth of airtime to my number. It was from Naomi. That meant it was 2K she wanted to give me that day. Why did she do this when I had told her not to bother? I shrugged. The airtime would be useful. I decided to send a text message to her to thank her for the gesture. Few minutes later, she replied the text with the simple message: You deserved it.

I continued to do my work conscientiously. Later in the evening, I was in the study room surfing the internet. Joyce had temporarily moved to the campus as they would soon be writing the semester examination. I received a WhatsApp message from Sister Naomi. ‘Good evening, how was your day?’ she asked.

‘Fine. What about yours?’ I promptly replied.

‘Great. Where d’you work, and as what?’

I smiled to myself. ‘I work at Glorious bakery as assistant supervisor.’

‘What did you study?’

‘Mechanical Engineering. B.Sc.’

‘Interesting.’

‘Thank you.’

There was no reply from her after this. The phone rang. She was the one on the line.

‘Hello, Ola.’

‘Good evening madam.’

‘Perhaps, you can bring your c.v and other photocopies of your credentials. Perhaps, something can come up from where I work.’

I smiled. ‘I will be grateful, madam.’

‘Find time to bring it to the office at Kofo Abayomi, Victoria Island.’

‘I’ll do that, ma’am.’

‘My office is on the fifth floor. Just tell them you want to see Naomi.’

I smiled again. ‘Thank you very much, madam.’

‘Good night’

‘Good night, ma’am.’

She had cut off the line. Phew, what a call. I hoped the offer at the national oil company would jell through. It was a place many Nigerians desired to work, including myself. I definitely had to find time to take my credentials there. Fortunately, I was on night shift the following day. I would have to visit that office the following morning.


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Re: Lost In Lust by WuraSerano(f): 9:46pm On May 18
A nice story you have here.
Re: Lost In Lust by CasNova: 11:43am On May 19
Nice one
Re: Lost In Lust by BigBasher: 6:49pm On May 19
A cool one
Re: Lost In Lust by sircatherine45(m): 12:15am On May 20
sweet
Re: Lost In Lust by UltimateSpice: 10:25am On May 20
A nice one.
Re: Lost In Lust by SeyiDominion: 12:46pm On May 20
Cool
Re: Lost In Lust by tonysunkan(m): 8:01pm On May 20
Interesting piece
Re: Lost In Lust by FrankAkowe: 10:47am On May 21
I was at the reception of the National oil company by ten thirty in the morning. I had filled the visitor’s book and was told to wait a while. The receptionist called Naomi to inform her that a guy called Ola was around to see her. The lady listened briefly and turned to me.

‘Come and wear the visitor’s tag. Go to floor five, room 007.’

I attached the tag to my well-ironed and smart looking shirt and joined the short queue waiting for the elevator. When I got to the floor, the first thing I noticed was the very cool atmosphere of the place. It was in contrast with the bakery, which was always very warm.

I knocked on the door of room 007, opened the door and stepped in. A secretary asked me to sit down. Few minutes later, sister Naomi came out with another lady.

‘Good morning, madam,’ I greeted zealously.
‘Good morning, Ola. Just a minute.’

She and the woman left the office. About ten minutes later, she was back.

‘O ya, Ola, come,’ she said as she led me to her office. ‘I hope you’re not angry that you were kept waiting.’

‘Oh no, ma’am. I can understand.’

She sat on her seat and motioned me to a chair.

She stretched her hands out. ‘Can I have the credentials?’

I had carefully stapled them and put them in an envelope inside my black folder. I handed them to her.

She put on her glasses and carefully went through the papers. She seemed to be studying them. I studied her in return. The glasses, perched on the tip of her nose fitted her well. Her white shirt was new and crisp. I thought I would see the wedding ring on her finger, but it was not there. Maybe she forgot to wear it. Her hair was stylishly parked to the back. She looked delectable.

‘Okay, Ola,’ she finally said. ‘I’ll talk to my boss and see what can be done on this. I’m not really promising, but let’s be positive about it.’

‘Thank you, ma’am.’

She looked at me critically and smiled.
‘That means you’ll have to be giving me call from time to time to find out how far.’

I smiled too. ‘That will be no problem, ma’am.’

‘If I may ask, how much do you earn now?’

I told her.

‘Hmn, that’s just like allowances,’ she said.

I nodded.

She stood up. ‘Give me one minute.’

I was left alone in the office. It was a very comfortable office. Surely working in an office like this was not a bad idea. But the bakery too was helping me out, I told myself. I thanked God for what I had already.

Five minutes later, sister Naomi was back.

‘Sorry again for keeping you waiting. I guess I’m going to be very busy today.

I got the hint and stood up.

‘You must keep on calling me to remind me of this,’ she said.

‘Sure, madam. Thank you.’

I moved to the door. ‘Have a nice day, Ola.’

‘And you too ma’am.’

I left the office and took the elevator to the ground floor. The warmth of the outside hit me as soon as I left the grand building.

Welcome back to the world, I told myself.

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Re: Lost In Lust by Zamar(m): 9:58am On May 22
Thanks for the update
Re: Lost In Lust by Janet96(f): 3:16pm On May 22
A good update of story.
Re: Lost In Lust by Awesome05: 7:45pm On May 22
Interesting episode
Re: Lost In Lust by FirstCounsel(m): 8:36pm On May 22
You write so well
Re: Lost In Lust by FrankAkowe: 10:37am On May 23
FirstCounsel:
You write so well

Thank you very much
Re: Lost In Lust by Zamar(m): 7:54pm On May 23
Interesting episode
Re: Lost In Lust by FrankAkowe: 12:36pm On May 24
Five minutes later, Sister Naomi was back.

‘Sorry again for keeping you waiting. I guess I’m going to be very busy today.’

I got the hint and stood up.

‘You must keep on calling me to remind me of this,’ she said.

‘Sure, madam. Thank you.’

I moved to the door. ‘Have a nice day, Ola.’

‘And you too ma’am.’

I left the office and took the elevator to the ground floor. The warmth of the outside hit me as soon as I left the grand building. Welcome back to the world, I told myself.

The following morning, I left the bakery about eight. I had just completed my night duty and I needed to get home and take a well-deserved sleep and rest. I was about to have some sleep when Audu came to tell me that I had a visitor.

‘Who?’ I asked him.

‘He say him name be David.’

‘David?’ I didn’t have any friend that bore the name. ‘Alright.’ I followed him to the gate to see who the visitor was.

A man I had never seen before was there. He had come in a car that had the sticker of national oil company.

‘Good morning,’ I greeted him.

‘Good morning. Are you Ola?’

‘Yes, please.’

‘My oga said I should give you this.’ He handed a letter to me.

‘Sorry, who is your oga?’

‘Mrs. Naomi.’

I nodded. ‘Thank you.’

The man returned to the car and drove off. He was probably a driver, I thought. I examined the letter and returned to my room.

The handwritten, cursive name and address couldn’t be an official letter; not the kind of letter, national oil company would issue. This must be sister Naomi’s handwriting. What could be her message?

I got to my room and sat on the plastic chair beside a small desk, where I sometimes did my reading. I opened the envelope and brought out a small letter. It read:

            Hello, Ola. Happy weekend.
            From Naomi.

I checked the back of the letter as if there would be more messages there. None. I couldn’t believe this. Would sister Naomi want to wish me a happy weekend and she would send a driver to convey the message? She had my number. Why didn’t she simply call?

And then, she was wishing my happy weekend. Why would she do that? I thought over it for some minutes. This sister was showing interest in me. But she should be married. I knew she should be in her mid or late thirties, what friendship could possibly be between us?

I was just twenty-eight. She must have seen that on the c.v I submitted. That was where she got my residence address in the first place. Why would she send a message like this? Why would she go through the trouble?

I got up from the chair and lay on my bed, thinking. After some minutes, I decided I should call her and thank her for the note she sent. I would also wish her happy weekend. I dialed her number. She picked it at the fourth ring.


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Re: Lost In Lust by CasNova: 12:23pm On May 25
Interesting story.
Re: Lost In Lust by Zamar(m): 4:30pm On May 25
Nice
Re: Lost In Lust by kweensheba(f): 7:56pm On May 25
Interesting story.
Re: Lost In Lust by FrankAkowe: 7:56am On May 26
kweensheba:
Interesting story.


Thanks.
Re: Lost In Lust by FrankAkowe: 10:48am On May 26
I checked the back of the letter as if there would be more messages there. None. I couldn’t believe this. Would sister Naomi want to wish me a happy weekend and she would send a driver to convey the message? She had my number. Why didn’t she simply call?

And then, she was wishing my happy weekend. Why would she do that? I thought over it for some minutes. This sister was showing interest in me. But she should be married. I knew she should be in her mid or late thirties, what friendship could possibly be between us? I was just twenty-eight. She must have seen that on the c.v I submitted.

Why would she send a message like this? Why would she go through the trouble?

I got up from the chair and lay on my bed, thinking. After some minutes, I decided I should call her and thank her for the note she sent. I would also wish her happy weekend. I dialed her number. She picked it at the fourth ring.

‘Good morning, madam.’

‘Good morning. This is Ella.’

I was surprised. I quickly checked the number I called. It was the number I had stored as ‘Sister Naomi.’

‘Er, can I be on to Mrs. Naomi? I’m Ola.’

I heard something that sounded like a chuckle. ‘She’s taking her bath. You can call back in ten minutes.’

I heaved a sigh. ‘Alright. Thank you.’

The voice I had heard was most likely a mature girl’s own. She was probably a niece or so living with her. I waited for twelve minutes to elapse. Then, I called her number again.

‘She still hasn’t come out.’ The girl I had spoken to said.

‘Please, as soon as you see her, tell her Ola called.’

‘Alright.’

‘Sorry, what’s your name again?’

‘Ella,’ she said. ‘I’m her daughter.’

What? I had not seen Ella physically, but I had no doubt that she must be a grown up girl. That meant Sister Naomi had a grown up daughterl! So, why did she send that note to me? What did she want?

I waited for another thirty minutes before I called her again. This time around, she picked it.

‘Is that you, madam?’ I asked.

‘Yes. Good morning, Ola.’

‘Good morning, ma’am. I saw your note and called to say thank you. Happy weekend too, ma’am.’

‘Thank you.’

‘I really appreciate, ma’am, although I wondered why you should go through all the trouble. Thank you, madam.’

‘Thank you too. Bye for now.’ She disconnected the line.



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Re: Lost In Lust by UltimateSpice: 5:51pm On May 26
Nice story
Re: Lost In Lust by Awesome05: 9:31pm On May 27
Nice
Re: Lost In Lust by luckyedgal1(m): 11:14pm On May 27
Nice story and you write very well
Re: Lost In Lust by FrankAkowe: 9:30pm On May 29
luckyedgal1:
Nice story and you write very well


Thanks so much.
Re: Lost In Lust by FrankAkowe: 9:56am On May 30
I sighed to myself and did some wondering. Maybe she was having marital challenges and she wanted to ease the tension, my mind told me. Another mind said she might be a divorcee. Well, whichever she was, why pick interest in a young man like me? With her beautiful face and good figure, surely many men would desire her!

I adjusted my pillow. Maybe I should just get some sleep and forget about sister Naomi. I closed my eyes. My phone beeped. A message had come in. It was on my WhatsApp and it was from Sister Naomi.

‘Why is it that our society stigmatizes single mothers?’ she wrote.

My mind was busy. Could she be a single mother?

‘It is because our society is ultra conservative,’ I wrote back.

‘What’s your feeling towards single mothers?’ she asked.

‘I do not have any ill feelings towards them,’ I replied. ‘If I may ask, are you a single mother, ma’am?’

Her reply: ‘Yes. I have an eleven year old daughter. You spoke with her the other time.’

Wow! I paused for several seconds before I wrote my response. ‘I’m twenty eight years old, ma’am. If I may ask, how old are you?’

‘I’m about to clock thirty-three,’ she wrote.

I wasn’t surprised. I had all along suspected that she should be about thirty-five.

‘It’s a pleasure meeting you, ma’am,’ I wrote.

‘Drop the “ma’am”. Call me Naomi.’

I smiled at myself. Ola, be careful.



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Re: Lost In Lust by FairCritic(m): 9:04pm On May 30
Nice update
Re: Lost In Lust by MrOreo(m): 7:43am On May 31
Op, let's settle this matter once and for all na!

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Re: Lost In Lust by luckyedgal1(m): 7:54am On May 31
MrOreo:
Op, let's settle this matter once and for all na!

Yes I agree with the matter need settlement..
Re: Lost In Lust by BigBasher: 6:13pm On May 31
Cool
Re: Lost In Lust by FrankAkowe: 10:41pm On Jun 05
'Okay Naomi,’ I replied.

‘I caught you staring at me in my office yesterday,’ she wrote.

My heart beat increased. Oh God, so she saw me while I was staring at her!

‘I’m sorry about that,’ I wrote.

‘It’s alright.’

‘Thank you for your understanding.’

There was no further reply from her again.

This woman was teasing me, I thought. How would I handle this? A single mother. A successful career woman. A woman close to thirty-three. That meant there was about five years age difference between us. Five years!

But then, she was very pretty. She had a very nice figure, and if she hadn’t told me, I wouldn’t believe she had an eleven years old daughter.

I was still thinking about her when I slept off. When I woke up, I felt refreshed. Joyce was back in the house for the weekend. She soon came to my room.

‘I was here earlier but did not want to disturb your sleep,’ she said.

I smiled at her. ‘Joyce, how was school? How was exam, so far?’

‘Fine.’

Thankfully, Steve was in the room, so all we could have was normal conversation. Later, towards evening, Naomi sent another messenger to me.

‘Can you date an older partner?’ she asked.

To me, it was a million dollar question.
Before I answered her, I searched my heart and asked myself the question. The fact was I had asked myself that kind of question before.

My answer then was yes. It would not be because of the money I could make from it. It would not be because of any lucre. It would be because of true and genuine feelings. That was my belief.

‘Yes, I can,’ I wrote.

‘Will it be because she’s comfortable and can offer you something in return?’

‘No. It will be because I really have genuine feelings for her and want her.’

‘Want her for what?’

‘If she’s honest, frank and genuinely gives me affection, I will do the same in good measure.’

‘What about her age? What about the age difference?’

‘If the feelings are genuine, the age does not matter.’

She did not respond again.


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