CasNova:
She opened one of her wardrobes and brought out two bundles of one thousand naira notes.

“Hey, Bayo, today is Saturday. Why don’t you go out and do some shopping for yourself?”

I looked at the money in surprise and shook my head. “No, madam. Let me not bother you with my needs.”

She smiled. “Come on. I want you to have it. Buy yourself something nice.” Since she insisted, I took it.

“Thanks so much madam. I really appreciate.”

“Oh, it’s okay.” She dismissed. “By the way, can you drive?”

I nodded. It was true I was yet to have my own car, but I could drive. “Good.”

She opened the wardrobe again a brought a car key out. “This is the key of the Range Rover. You can drive it out for the shopping.”

“Oh, thank you, ma’am.” I got the key and went downstairs.

Her residence was not far from Allen, where I knew I would get good and quality stuffs to buy. I drove the Rover gently. It was my first time of driving a car like that and I just had to be careful not to get it bashed or something.

On Allen Avenue, the first shop I went to had all that I needed. I bought some quality shirts, t-shirts and trousers for myself. I also bought a pair of black shoes with quality leather.

Then, of course, I must not forget to buy something for my madam. I didn’t want her to think that all I thought of her was sex, so I decided to buy something not sexy. This time, I bought sweet-fragrance Lancôme perfume for her.

Next thing I did was to buy plastic bottles of energy drink that I knew would later be very useful. Within forty minutes of leaving the house, I was back. She was still holed up in the bedroom, arranging some of her clothes in the wardrobe.

“I’m back, ma’am,” I enthused. She smiled at me. “So fast? Were you able to buy anything at all?” I smiled too.

“Sure.” I showed her the clothes I bought from the big shopping bag. She seemed impressed with my choice. I gave her the package I had got for her. “This is for you. I hope you like it.”

“But you shouldn’t have bothered.” “It’s a pleasure, ma’am. You deserve something much more than this.”

She slightly pressed the bottle to perceive the scents, then, she nodded. “Yes, I like the scent.”

I was glad she liked it. I knew my relationship with her would make me gain financially, but believe me, that was not my motive. My intent was simple: adore her as a sex goddess. I was delighted those intents were already manifesting.