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I shook my head. That meant Martha had told her sister the lurid thing that transpired between us.

"I don't know what you mean," I drawled, feigning ignorance.
'Really? She told me that thing was quite long; that it was the longest she has ever seen."

She pointed at me dick. I was embarrassed but put on a bold face.

"Er, lets continue with the topic."

She sneered. "What were discussing now is the topic," she asserted.

I shook my head and sigh.

"Can I just look at it?"

My heart started racing. "Look at what?"

"That." Again, she pointed at the direction of the zip of my trousers.

"You can't be serious", I said quickly. "You canca be serious at all."

She chuckled. "Of course I am serious. Let me tell you something: Martha and I are one. Whatever belongs to her also belongs to me. Whatever she likes is as good as something I like. So, let me see it. She has seen it, so I deserve to see it too."

No, I would not take that. What Maggie was saying was bunkum. The girls seemed just too brash. There must be some modesty and decorum, for goodness sake.

Just then, the door opened and Martha returned.

"Hey, our man here is too reserved to show any love to me," Maggie told her sister.

Martha moved to the desk. Surprisingly, she packed her books and other writing materials.

Turning to me, she said: "I'll be leaving you two. Do unto her what you will do unto me."

How classical! With that, she gave a mischievous smile and left the room. I could not believe my ears. Why were these girls, these young ladies, so liberal like this?

Maggie waved at her as she left. She stared at me. "Well?"

"Well what?"

"Will you throw me out of the room. Will you use a cane on me?"

I grinned. Despite the tenseness, I found that comical.

"Tell me, unlike Martha, do you find me disgusting?" she went on.

I chuckled. How did she expect me to answer that?

"Pf course, I dont find you disgusting. You're as beautiful as your sister. I only find it odd that the two of you will agree to take up the same guy."

"That's just what we want."

I nodded. Well, since that was what they wanted, why should I not oblige them? Maggie stood up and took a step towards where I stood.

"How do I look?" she asked, throwing her hair back. She looked beautiful, no doubt.

"You look just like your sister."

"Which means?"

I grinned. "Which means you look very beautiful."

She smiled in response.

I put my hands around her waist and pulled her to me. Her pinkish tongue slipped into my mouth and rolled it around. In response to the stimuli, I felt myself getting hard. My cock pressed against her soft, flat belly.



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She nodded, like a girl desiring something swe et to placate her. I quickly went into thoughts. What would I lose if I fixed dates tentatively for the engagement and the wedding?

It was not as if she was not a good lady. She was pretty and homely. So far, she looked like a good wife material. All the same, I was quite scared of making full commitments.

At twenty-seven, she continued. My mates are getting married. I dont want to continue with single status.

I nodded and sighed. "You're right, my dear. Tomorrow, well look at the calendar together and fix dates."

"We dont have to wait till tomorrow." She brought her phone and scrolled to the calendar. "Let's go through it now."

I was boxed to a corner. Alright, so we looked at the calendar together. We were in January of a new year. We fixed the engagement for August and wedding proper for end of September. Now, I had a respite.

She looked pleased with the arrangement.

"Now, let me show my darling what love is about," I said as I lifted her top up and stared at her boobs.

I kissed the tips of the boobs and licked them. There was something about her. She was the conservative type who hardly responded proactively to making love. She would just lie down there while I did all the work.

This was one of the reasons I was hesitant about going ahead to marry her. Tonight was no different. She remained on the bed like a log of wood while I did all the work.

The following morning, we parted ways with the assurance that we would soon make concrete efforts in realizing our marital plans.



The Monday of the following week, I was back at the Ikeja residence of the Ettes. Surprisingly, Martha and her sister were already in the lesson room waiting for me.
"Hello. You two are early today. Thats good."

They smiled.

Somehow, I had been able to differentiate between them. I faced Margaret. "So, how are you, now?"

She smiled. "Fine."

Martha gave me a wink which I ignored. I pretended as if nothing had happened between us.

"Alright. Today, we are starting with English language and the topic is Phrasal Verbs."

I went on to define and explain the topic. I also gave ample examples. Thereafter, I gave them some exercises to do. It was now becoming the tradition that they lost interest in learning after about one hour.

" like to go to the toilet," Martha excused herself.

I faced Margaret squarely. "Will you like to take more exercises to cover up for the class you missed the other time?"

She shook her head. Sitting back on the chair, she glared at me. "So, how was she?"

I looked at her in askance. "How do you mean?"

"How was Martha? Was she very good?"

I shook my head. That meant Martha had told her sister the lurid thing that transpired between us.

"I don't know what you mean," I drawled, feigning ignorance.

"Really? She told me that thing was quite long; that it was the longest she has ever seen." She pointed at me dick. I was embarrassed but put on a bold face.

"Er, lets continue with the topic."

She sneered. "What were discussing now is the topic," she asserted.

I shook my head and sigh.

"Can I just look at it?" she asked.

My heart started racing. "Look at what?"

"That." Again, she pointed at the direction of the zip of my trousers.


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No one could ever say you raped her, my mind said, as there was no coital penetration or actual sex. But another part of my mind was full of recrimination.

You shouldnt have done that, it said. What if her mum or dad ever got to know? What if they got you arrested?

I shrugged the feeling of guilt off. Was Martha a child? Under the law, was she not qualified as an adult? If she decided to marry right away, would she be broaching any law? Was I violating any known edict by engaging her in adult game? She was a young adult for Gods sake.


* * *


I got to my Alapere residence few minutes to eight in the night. Bola, my lady friend was already at home, cooking in the small kitchen. Hello, dear, I greeted.

"Hi. How was work?"

"Fine. It was quite hectic, but I thank God."

She was wearing a bum short and a spaghetti top. I changed to casuals too. Some minutes later, she was through with the meal. We ate the beans and fried plantain in silence.

I didnt really like beans but she gave me many reasons to like it.

Changing into what she wore meant she would sleep overnight. She used to do that once in a while and it was always a welcome gesture. After the meal, we rested for a while before retiring to the bedroom.

I held her lovingly as a prelude to love-making but she stiffened her body.

"Theres an urgent matter we need to discuss," she said.

I sighed. "What urgent matter is that?"

There was a slight pause. "I must say I dont like the way this relationship is going."

Oh, here we go again, I thought. "What do you mean?"

Again, a pause. "I don't like the fact that you only regard me as a bed-mate. I dont like the fact that you see me only as a sex object."

I sat upright on the bed. "But, thats not true. How could you say that?"

"Really? If it is not true, how come any time I visit you, the most important thing you desire is sex?"

I shook my head. Even if it was true, I would not admit it. "But that is not true. Ive always loved you."

"Hmn," she scoffed. "If you're right, and you know you are, prove it."

"You mean I've not been proving my love to you all this while?"

"No. Theres a simple way to prove it: fix a date for our wedding."

I suspected all along that that was where she was going. Oh, dear Bola.

"I see. So, fixing date for our wedding is a proof of my love, abi?"

She nodded, like a girl desiring something sweet to placate her. I quickly went into thoughts. What would I lose if I fixed dates tentatively for the engagement and the wedding?

It was not as if she was not a good lady. She was pretty and homely. So far, she looked like a good wife material. All the same, I was quite scared of making full commitments.



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Child abuse!

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