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Roli and Ike hugged and gazed at each other, both realizing that this was a beginning and both hoping that it was for real.

For the first time in her young life, Roli felt this might be the man. It was something she wanted to experience eventually; it just wasn't expected this soon.

She stood and reached for his hand. He stood and she realized again just how tall he was. Her 5'9" height was dwarfed; but in a way that gave her a sense of security.

Roli went to the fridge for two bottles of water and then led the way upstairs.

"I have a new toothbrush for you but no pajamas."

"I'll just sleep in my shorts."

They took turns in the bathroom and then slipped under the sheets into Roli's king size bed. Ike had just enough legroom to stretch out. She snuggled into his open arms and they kissed again before she laid her head on his chest.

"Now, tell me all about Ike. Don't leave anything out." Within 30 minutes, they were sound asleep, still cuddled.

The last thing Roli remembered hearing was the bed creaking in Onome's room and muffled sounds of grunts and slapping thighs.

Bukky and Tade heard those same sounds and smiled. At least this night, Tade was allowed to slide into bed next to Bukky who was sandwiched between him and Vivian.

They were a little too crowded in a queen size bed, but they made do. Their lovemaking was limited to handling each other until they fell asleep.

* * *

Tade's iPhone buzzed at the set time, and he rolled out of bed to prepare for his shift. The girls were still asleep when he was ready; he left Bukky a note to say he would call later. He leaned over the bed and kissed both on their cheeks.

Roli was next to wake. After doing her bathroom duties, she stopped long enough to hear the rhythmic breathing of her new beau. Thankfully, he didn't snore.

She quietly went downstairs to make coffee and check the Internet for the latest Facebook gossip and emails. As usual, there were a number from guys trying to schedule a date with her.

She took a few minutes to reply that she was off the dating circuit and hooked up to the love of her life. She hoped that was true.
Roli next dashed off a note to her agent in Lagos to announce that she had retired from the adult film business and would not be returning there in June as she had planned.

She would eventually have to tell Ike about this part-time activity but Roli hoped she could delay that as long as possible.

Bukky walked in and headed for the coffee.

"Hey sis. Sleep well?"

"We sure did."

"Ike stayed over?"

"Yes. You will all can start making fun of me now. I'm hooked."

"No! Not our Roli."

She grinned, "I know. I thought I was immune. Damn it! I was having such a good time being free of entangling relationships."
"What happened?"

Roli filled her in on their conversations and agreements and described how they talked and slept together last night.

"This actually does sound serious," Bukky said.

"When you met Tade, you described how you felt and how you wanted his approval for the video business. I thought you had gone all weird on us, but I now know that feeling. How can we be so in charge of our lives one minute and feel so dependent on a man the next? Why do men have this effect on us?"

"It's discouraging, isn't it?" Bukky asked. "I was a very liberated woman, making my own way totally independent of men. I was following the women's mantra of trying my best to be better than men and not let them control me. I did things on my terms and never let any man hold me back."

"I was the same way. Heaven help any man who got in my way. I used men for my purposes and dumped them as quick as possible. Wow, did that all change last night."

Onome walked in and overheard the discussion. "What changed last night?" The sisters filled her in as they sipped coffee around the table.

"I have to admit that you surprise me, Roli. I didn't think I'd live long enough to see you make a commitment to one man. At least you've known of him and been around him a long time."


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Finally, when the results of the last of the examination they did came out, I was glad they performed very well. Madam Clementina was most impressed. She called me on the phone.

"Thank you, Mayo. You've really done well. I can see that you have proved that you are indeed a good teacher."

"Ah, thank you, ma'am. To God be the glory."

It was towards the end of September that my lessons ended as the girls prepared to take their post-UTME exams. That same month, Bola and I perfected our plans towards our introduction, engagement and wedding. One night in October, I finally bared my mind on my sexual dissatisfaction to her.

"Don't you think you should spice up the sex part?," I told her.

She looked confused. "What do you mean?"

"I mean the sex we have is drab. It is not really as exciting as it ought to be. It's only the bishop position that we use. You're against all other positions I've suggested. Cant we try something new?"

She smiled, held my left palm and squeezed it. "I've told you that when we marry, you can try all the positions in the world that you want. For now, were not even supposed to be having sex in the first place. What the Bible says is the bed must be undefiled. So, you have to be content with the small one you were given."

She got me there. I sighed and said nothing more.

I tagged along, believing that things would turn out fine. I heard nothing about Martha and Maggie again as I prepared for my wedding with Bola. The two girls had become things of the past, as far as I was concerned.


The wedding came up in the last week of November that year. Mercifully, the weather was good and everything went well. It was held in Lagos. I was glad to become a married man.

In the hotel where we lodged that Saturday evening right after the wedding reception, I was eager to remove my wedding suit and to grab my wife.

"Sorry, you can't go beyond the kissing," she informed.

I looked astonished. "Why?"

"I'm having my period."

I felt so disappointed. It was not as if she was a virgin or we had never done it before, but I had always fantasized the first night of making love as a wedded couple. Maybe it meant nothing, but I had that fetish fantasy. Now, with this development, it had puffed into the air.

"Don't worry," she said, seeing how disappointed I looked. 'In three days time, it will be over."

Three days time! It sounded like three years. Well, no problem. I would hold on and await the day.

We moved to my mini-flat apartment at Alapere, a suburb of Ketu, Lagos. On Tuesday afternoon, I came home with the full realization that I would be making love to my wife that day. As if it was a novel experience I looked forward to it.


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He sat down on his seat while she sat opposite him. “So, how do I entertain you?”

He shook his head. “Oh, no, don’t bother. I promised to check you up at your place and I’ve fulfilled the promise. As for the entertainment, I intend to take you to a nice place where we can have a good time.”

“So, you won’t take anything?”

“We’ll take all that we need to take later. You can go ahead and dress up so that we’ll be on our way.”

Funmi looked excited. “Alright, give me a couple of minutes to dress up and I’ll be back.”

She stood up to return to her room. She wore a nice shirt over a cute black skirt and was set.

Dave was patiently waiting for her.

“My God, you look so gorgeous,” he commented as soon as he saw her.

“You really think so?”

He smiled easily. “It’s not just that I think so. I know so.”

She was delighted at his comments. “Thanks.”

“You’re welcome.” He stood up. “Are we ready?”

“Sure. Hey, Wura,” she called the girl. “Come and lock the gate.”

Wura came to join them at the sitting-room and followed them out of the building to the gate.

“Take care of yourself, sister,” she told Funmi.

“It’s okay, Wura. See you.”

Wura waved at her and locked the gate. Funmi followed Dave to where he parked his car.

“It’s a lovely ride,” she said.

“Thanks.” He unlocked the car and they slid inside. He kicked the engine into life. “Now, make your choice. Do we go to the club to relax or do I take you to the hotel where I lodge?”

She smiled and appeared to think briefly. “Let’s go to the club.”

“Alright. So, we’ll go to the club.”

The Candies Night Club, Ikeja, remained his favorite. He drove the car to the place.

* * *

Uduak was pleased with the master of the house. Debayo had fulfilled his promise to her by buying a fine Nokia phone. It was the model that she wanted. Not only that, he also handed some cash to her.

“Use this as your pocket money,” he told her as he handed the crisp money to her.

“Hey, thank you, o, oga. You be correct man,” she enthused, giving him a hug.

“That means this evening, you will give it to me in a very hot way.”



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If this woman ever got to know what I was doing with her daughters, I knew I would be in a big, big trouble. I consoled myself that she would never get to know.

After all, Martha and Maggie were not kids. Would they be so reckless as to reveal such an act? Would they naively go on to let the cat out of the bag?

On Friday, I was there at my normal time, but a big surprise awaited me.

"There's a change of where the lesson would be taking place,' the house maid announced as soon as I stepped inside the house.

"Huh?"

"Yes. Mummy said instead of using the library upstairs, you are to use the dinning-table over there. Daddy and mummy will not come around until after seven p.m., so there will be no distraction."

My heart was thumping. Had madam suspected anything? But, surely if she knew what had happened, she would not take things so calmly.

I nodded dumbly at the house maid and moved to the table she had pointed at. It was a large mahogany table which served as the dining table. The top looked very glossy, but I was in no mood to appreciate aesthetics.

The twins soon came to join me there and from the way they looked, they too felt uncomfortable with the new arrangement. Whether we liked it or not, that was the place we had to start using.

Here, everything was formal. There was no way we could digress to trivialities. We could not try any nonsense. With the way the maid hovered around us, I knew that the days of lascivious extra-curricular activities were over. Martha and Maggie very much knew this too.

After a week, I adjusted to the new setting.

Somehow, I was glad that the nonsense I was doing with the girls was over. I was also somehow glad that I never had coital sex with any of them. I went there to teach them English language and Literature-in-English lessons; and my essence of going there should stop at that.

I continued taking them in the lesson for the next months. I only stopped after they had taken their UTME, GCE and SSCE examinations.

"Let me thank you for your efforts," Madam Clementina said. "With what you have done, I'm sure they will do very well in all the exams."

"Thank you, madam."

She paid me off generously.

Finally, when the results of the last of the examination they did came out, I was glad they performed very well. Madam Clementina was most impressed. She called me on the phone again.


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