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Medusa's Apprentice :episode 1 by Luluvich(m): 7:59pm On Jun 05, 2012
Hey Nairalanders, I decided to post my maiden attempt at article webisodes here on NL. It was first posted on the Amebor site and o waned to see if some of y'all might like it. Enjoy and tell me how nice or how crappy it is. Here you go:


Medusa’s Apprentice: Episode 1 (In Head We
Trust?)
‘’Oh my God……
oh……………..my…….gooooooooooood!!!’’ cried out
Bayo. Some people might have over heard him and
thought he was in danger or most likely he had
seen an horrific sight. The truth of the matter was
that Bayo was in the throes of passion of pleasure.
One who has a keen sense of hearing might hear
those distinct gasps that only come from a man
been straddled by a female and smile.
However, what no sound or sense of perception
could tell anybody was that this female was the
very combination of passion, pleasure, danger and
horror. For starters, that was his girlfriend
straddling him, it was a girl he met during a
campus tour at UNILAG for his company that
specializes in new innovations in mobile internet
data that claims to hold more promising services
than any Blackberry phone would. Despite his
having a faithful girlfriend for the past 3 years, he
couldn’t help himself when he saw her. Who could
blame him? She wasn’t just easy on the eyes, she
was a show stopper. 5 foot 8. 38-18-40, stunning
face that could have proved to be Photoshop in
reality and the most luscious of lips. She was
definite knock out. After the usual chit chat, he
proposed they hang out at a club he frequents.
After a few drinks and some hours on the dance
floor, she seductively whispered into his ear, ‘’I
have a hotel room’’. Without so much as an after
thought, he carted her away to the hotel. As soon
as they got into the room, she promptly pushed
him to the door, unbuckled his belt in a military
manner, pulled down trouser and boxers at the
same time and promptly gave him one of the most
nerve racking blow jobs the universe has ever
seen. His vocal cords were rendered numb for the
exhilarating 6 minutes. When he regained
‘’consciousness’’, he asked her how she learned to
do that. This was replied with a slap, a kiss and 3
joyous rounds of ‘’duvet Olympics’’. He slept like a
baby afterwards. By the time he woke up, she was
gone. As he is face rumbled in dismay, he saw a
note that said,
‘’had fun with you. Love to do it again. Call me if
you wanna be solid’’
and she wrote her number. His heart soared at
this and saved her number instantly. This became
a weekly escapade for the next 6 months. A girl
who comes over, No chit chat, no drinks, no
outing, no shopping and no money. Just hours,
and hours of energetic sex. What more could a
guy ask for? Just as he was enjoying another
round of her world class blowjobs, his phone
rang. He didn’t bother looking up…….but she did.
Looking at the caller id, she smile ruefully and
said… ’’It’s your future wife’’. Since it looked like
she wasn’t going to continue, he mumbled
something about interferences and answered the
phone. I’m going to get a drink, she mouthed out.
As she left the room, he talked into the phone.
‘’what is it honey?’’
‘’Bayo, my ATM card doesn’t seem to be working.
The machine keeps telling me I have insufficient
funds.’’
‘’that’s not possible’’ he said. ‘’I still deposited that
N350, 000 this morning. How could it have been
emptied? ’’
‘’I don’t know but I’m I dire need of cash right
now. Please try and talk to Mahmud and see if this
can be rectified immediately’’
Rubbing his face, he said ‘’all right. Talk to you
soon’’ Ending the call, he wondered how this
could have been possible. Just a glitch, he thought
while dialing the bank manager’s number.
‘’Hello Bayo. Yayade? ‘’
‘’fine I guess. Except I’m not sure. I deposited
some money in my account this morning and your
ATMs are telling my girlfriend that there are no
funds. Even before my deposit, I still had over N4
million in that account.’’
‘’ Really? Let me check’’ After some seconds and a
few taps of the keyboard….
‘’Bayo, records show here that you withdrew all the
money. In fact, the deposit you made this morning
has been cleared out like 10 minutes ago’’
‘’WHAT?? HOW IS THAT POSSIBLE?’’ ‘’It was an
online transaction. You made several deposits to
an account in the same bank.’’
‘’whose? ’’
‘’well……..this seems weird. You deposited money in
the account of…………..Nnamdi Azikwe!’’ Bayo was
beyond confused and baffled. He dropped his
phone while he pondered how this was possible?
Who the hell is Nnamdi Azikwe? It dawned on him
that he was a victim of fraudsters. He has to find
the root of this matter. This girl would have to wait.
By the way, where was she?? He dressed up and
went to the reception of the hotel.
‘’Where is the girl I came with?’’
‘’Sir, she left some minutes ago’’
‘’Where to? ’’
‘’I do not know sir’’ It finally dawned on him what
just happened. His heart missed a beat as he
didn’t want to admit it to be possible. He went to
her hall and asked where her room was. The
porter promptly told him that no such person lives
in that hall. He was furious. He went to the police
station to report the incident. 30 minutes later, they
were at the administrative block. After explaining to
the registrar, they checked the school records.
There was no such person in the school by that
name. With a downcast mind, he drove home
slowly. When he got inside, he saw his wife at the
table.
‘’darling, there seems to be some issues with the
account. I will try and ……………darling, what’s
wrong?’’ She just sat there. Stock faced and rigid, it
was like she wasn’t even breathing. As he
approached the table, he saw pictures scattered
on the table.
Pictures of the girl.
Pictures of the girl……….with him.
Pictures of the girl with him in the most explicit
sexual positions.
Mouth gaping, he saw his world crumbling before
his eyes. She looked into his eyes and asked him
simply.
‘’are these forgeries or did this happen?’’
‘’darling……i..i….i can explain……….’’
At this, she went to their room. 5 minutes later,
she was dragging her bags out and made a move
for the door. He blocked her instantly saying……
’’please honey, I didn’t mean to do it. The devil
used me. We will go for deliverance tomorrow.
Please don’t go. God is in control’’. At this, she
dropped her bags and delivered 2 Olympic styled
slaps…..then proceeded to head butt him.
Stunned…….and a little scared, he just laid there
on the ground. She picked her bags and went to
her car. in 3 minutes, she was in her car and
driving out of his house.
Driving out of his life.
Shell shocked and confused, he kept crying out
why this had to happen to him. His phone rang. He
looked at the caller id and practically screamed. It
was the girl. Why didn’t he think of calling her
before? He picked it up.
‘’I just have 1 question for you. Why did you have
to do this to me? Why? I thought we were just
having fun. Why did you have to ruin my life?’’ After
seconds of silence, she spoke :
’’Because its fun’’.
And she ended the call. He tried back again. The
line was switched off. He tried pinging her……
nothing happened. He was completely and utterly
devastated.
Many miles away from Bayo’s predicament, she
breaks the SIM card and takes a hammer to the
Blackberry phone. Satisfied with its destruction,
she hands over N20, 000 in cash to the guy who
took the pictures and sent them to his wife. After
he left, she smiled at her accomplishment. Half
Belarusian, half Nigerian. She was equally lovely
and lethal.
‘’I see you made great strides my dear’’
Turning, she gazed upon her teacher and mentor.
A dastardly beautiful older woman. With hair
hooks that looked like snakes. And a fashion sense
that was beyond Milan itself. The woman was
simply known to her as The Aunty.
‘’I’m glad you are pleased’’ The Aunty stood up and
walked up to the girl and began caressing her hair.
‘’You’ve passed your test. Now we begin your full
training, Kemi Zmir’’
..............
Heb Cwyr

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