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I quickly dipped my hand in the bag to remove the money. 'I can't accept it, Barbara. I'm sorry.'

'You did not ask for anything,' she said. 'I decided to give it to you, for the reason that you are my friend. Queen, are you not my friend again? Are we quarreling?'

'We're not quarreling,' I explained. 'But ...'

'Take it, Queen darling,' she said plaintively.  

I held the money but still hesitated.

She grinned again and came to rub my shoulders. 

'Okay,' I said. 'Thank you.'

'Oh, it's nothing.'

That evening at the close of work, Barbara and I went to my room to pass the night. 

'Has that your boyfriend called you?' she asked as soon as we stepped inside the room.

'No,' I replied.

'I told you he would not likely continue with the relationship.'

I nodded in affirmation. 'No problem. I'll move on with my life.'

She patted my shoulder. 'My dear, indeed, the best thing is to move on. Don’t worry, there’re great guys here in Lagos. Sooner than you think, you’ll have them fawning over you. You are very beautiful, my dear.'

What she said reminded me of what Madam Rose told me in Benin. I knew they were quite correct. It was not that guys had been scarce in approaching me. I was the one that lacked the interest and gave them the cold shoulders.

But as Barbara had suggested, I would have to change that attitude.

I nodded. We changed from our working clothes to casuals and lay in bed. Our play resumed and that made me forget all about Dave or any guy. Who needed over-bearing men when there was a viable and better alternative to deriving pleasure?

The following morning, we left together for our working place. Later that evening, Barbara told me our ‘special guest’ sought her companionship for the night again.

I sighed. ‘You want to do it with him again?’ I asked, though I knew it was an unnecessary question.

‘Yes,’ she replied promptly. ‘As long as he’s paying for it.’

‘I hope he’s using protection.’

Barbara grinned. ‘Sure. I’m not a novice in this thing.’

That night, I had to sleep alone again. 

In the weeks to come, I could see that Barbara was deep in this ‘runs’ things. She had already established some contacts and would go and offer her service whenever it was needed.

She said she ‘serviced’ men in Ikoyi, Lekki, Victoria Island and Banana Island. To her, I was an innocent gal who needed to wake up and explore the best for herself.

I was about three months old on my job in Lagos when Barbara said she had a deal for me.

‘Two oil barons need the services of two ladies. I’ll take up one of them, why don’t you take up the other guy?’

‘What?’ I was astonished. ‘Never will I be part of such a thing, Barbara. No, no, no.’

Barbara had laughed off my protests. ‘You’ll earn something big, Queen. Something bigger than your salaries for months.’ 

I knew Barbara earned a lot from the runs. I had been to her two-bedroom flat at Ojodu and was impressed with her expensive clothes, accessories and life style. I knew she lived a ‘high life’, but I could simply not bring myself to doing that. 

‘Thanks, but no,’ I said. 

She laughed shortly again and brought a twenty-dollar bill from her bag. ‘Take this money, buy yourself cold bottle of water and think over what I said.’

Barbara would not stop confounding me. ‘Barbara, you are going crazy. How could you give me twenty dollars to buy water?’


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The guy was brought in. I took my excuse and went to my office. Events went on routinely for the rest of the morning and afternoon. About four o'clock, we had a very important person as our guest. A man probably in his forty breezed in and ordered for a suite for one week. That made him important. 

About an hour after he had come, he asked to see the manager, so Barbara went to meet him. After some minutes, Barbara came to give me
the feedback in my office. 

'The man said he wondered if I could help him get a lady for the night,' Barbara said.

I was livid. 'What! Did he think this place is a brothel? We offer decent services here, for God's sake.'

Barbara grinned. 'He's ready to pay in hard currency.'

'So what? He should not give this place a bad name, please.'

Barbara ignored what I said. 'He's ready to pay 100 dollars per night.'    

I stopped short and stared at her. 'Wait a minute, Barbara. Don't tell me you are interested in it.'

She grinned again. 'Why not?'

'What?!' I was shocked by her response. 'You don't mean it, Barbara. That's prostitution!'

She grinned at me. 'Calm down, baby. It's not prostitution. It's called 'runs', and that's Customer Relation.'

I grinned ruefully. 'That's prostitution Customer Relation,' I said. 'No matter any other name you call it.' 

She grinned again. 'You don't worry your head. I will handle it.'

'How will you handle it?'

She grinned. 'Baby, don't worry. Just keep cool.'

We continued our work. I noticed that Barbara did not close to go home at the normal time she used to.

'It's already ten in the night. Aren't you going home?' I asked.

Once again, she grinned. 'I'm not going home tonight,' she declared. 'I've promised that guest that I'll make myself available.'

'What!' I was shocked again. 'Barbara, I can't believe what you are saying.'

'I'll be discrete,' she said. 'Then, of course, he must use condom.'

'Barbara, how could you sleep with a stranger? All for money?'

'Yeah, it's for the money. It's also for the thrill of it. Surely, you don't expect that I should allow that kind of opportunity to pass me by. We're
talking about almost forty thousand naira, here.'

God! I couldn't believe it. I couldn't believe that Barbara would offer herself for money.

I faced her squarely. 'Barbara, if you do it, you and I will not be good friends again,' I threatened.

She frowned slightly. 'Oh, come on, Queen. This is hotel Customer Relation and one of the services we're to provide is this kind of thing. Surely,
I've done nothing wrong. Madam should be happy to hear what I want to do. What if I had told the man that we did not do that kind of thing,
and he left us for another hotel? Are we supposed to be losing customers or to be gaining them?'

I was too stunned to say anything further on the matter. When it was ten thirty, I closed for the day and left the hotel, leaving Barbara behind. I
was still mad at her. How could she bring herself so low? I lay on my cold bed and thought things over again. But, why was I feeling so angry
with her? I asked myself. Barbara had been in this Customer Relation before you dreamt of coming to Lagos. She most likely was involved in this
'runs’ Customer Relation before now. Why then was I trying to subvert her will and determination? 

Was it not better that I let her live her life the way she wanted to live it? I suddenly shrugged. It was her life, I decided. Let her live it the way she
liked and desired. The following day, I greeted Barbara normally. I had decided that I would not broach on the issue of the 'special guest' again.

'Hello, Queen baby,' she greeted me in excitement. 'How was your night?' I grinned briefly. 'My night was fine.' I nearly asked her how her night
was, but I stopped myself on time. She keenly followed me to my office. I put my handbag on the table and sat on the swivel chair.

Barbara gently opened the bag and dropped some folded five hundred notes there.

'What's that?' I asked.

'Buy a special lunch for yourself.'

I quickly dipped my hand in the bag to remove the money. 'I can't accept it, Barbara. I'm sorry.'

'You did not ask for anything,' she said. 'I decided to give it to you, for the reason that you are my friend. Queen, are you not my friend again?
Are we quarreling?'

'We're not quarreling,' I explained. 'But ...'

'Take it, Queen darling,' she said plaintively.  

I held the money but still hesitated.

She grinned again and came to rub my shoulders. 

'Okay,' I said. 'Thank you.'

'Oh, it's nothing.'

That evening at the close of work, Barbara and I went to my room to pass the night. 

'Has that your boyfriend called you?' she asked as soon as we stepped inside the room.

'No,' I replied.

'I told you he would not likely continue with the relationship.'

I nodded in affirmation. 'No problem. I'll move on with my life.'



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By eight in the evening, Barbara signaled her intention to leave.

'I'm meeting him again,' she said. 'This Saturday is going to be groovy.'

I wanted to feel jealous again, but I suppressed it. She was right. I should get myself a guy. The fact was I was not very excited about guys.

Having sex with them had never been something I enjoyed or looked forward to, and most likely, would never be. After I had ensured that everything was in order, I left the hotel. 

The building where I stayed looked very quiet. I used the keys given to me to open the main gate and main door. It was few minutes after eleven but the whole place looked deserted. I wondered if madam was around. I had not seen her since morning.

I wondered if Lara too was around. I remembered the previous night and the fun I had with Barbara. I wished she was around again so we could re-enact the whole act. 

I locked the door of my room and removed my clothes, including the undies. In the semi-darkness of the room, I lay back on the bed and had reminiscences. Dave had not called me since the last time I spoke with him.

Just like Barbara said, it was high time I forgot about him.

Barbara's kissing and hand job came back to my. My right hand went to my private part and caressed the place. I was not doing that for the first time. As a matter of fact, I had always relieved the tension in me by doing this. 
Deftly, the fingers rubbed on the clitoris and dipped into the vaginal. I continued to excite the clitoris, the vulva and the hole until I climaxed.

The following day was Sunday and I was the one on duty which was the afternoon duty. I missed the absence of Barbara, just as Customer Relation was all-time low until evening. 
Mummy called that evening.

'I hope all is well,' she said.

'Yes, mum. All is well.'

'Rose said you are doing a good job, so far.'

'Oh, that is good.'

'So, keep up the good work.'

'Yes, ma. How's Eniola over there?'

'She's fine. She misses you a lot.'

'Oh. Please, send my regards to her.'

After the conversation had ended, I sighed. It was amazing that I had already spent a week and a day in Lagos. Wow!

Barbara was early to work on Monday. By the time I got inside the hotel at 7.41 a.m., I met her at work.

'Good morning, Miss Karibe,' I greeted. She was talking to a cleaner and I felt I had to be official.

'Good morning, Miss Alade,' she returned in the same token. 

I sat on one of the visitors' seats and waited. As soon as she finished with the woman, the woman left.

'Good morning, baby,' she greeted, smiling.

'Good morning, Barbara.'

'You always look dazzling in your outfits,' she said smiling and standing up. She came to my side and squeezed my left boob.

'Ouch! We're in the office, miss,' I said in protest.
'I know, my darling.'

There was a soft rapping on the door. Barbara quickly moved to her seat.

'Yes, come in,' she called out.

The door gently opened and the head of security came.

'The guy that will connect the CCTV to the computers is here,' he announced.

'Oh, okay, bring him inside.' 

The guy was brought in. I took my excuse and went to my office. Events went on routinely for the rest of the morning and afternoon. About four o'clock, we had a very important person as our guest.

A man probably in his forty breezed in and ordered for a suite for one week. That made him important. 

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She brought a small perfume from her bag, sprayed it on her body, grinned at me and left. I sighed as she left. Then, I started applying some cream to my body to get ready for work. 

I walked smartly from the residential building to the hotel. One of the cleaners was mopping the marble bed of the lobby when I got there.

'Good morning,' she greeted. 

'Good morning, Mrs. Arise.'

It was few minutes to eight and the lady that was supposed to be at the reception desk had not resumed. I decided to stay at the desk until she came. She did not come around until many minutes after eight.

'Good morning. Sorry I'm late,' she apologized.

'Good morning,' I answered, nodding understandingly. 

I returned and left the place for my office. Being a Saturday, business started picking up in the early hours of the afternoon. Barbara was expected to resume for afternoon shift by two o'clock, but few minutes to the time, she had not come. A couple of minutes after two, she called my number.

'Hello, Queen darling.'

'Hello, Barbara. How're you?'

'Fine. See, I may be a bit late in coming. I'll explain when I see you.'

'I hope there's no problem,' I quickly said.

'No, no problem. See you, dear.'

'Alright.'

I continued with the work, moving from one place to another, ensuring that all went well.

That Saturday, there was an international football match. That, I supposed, was one of the reasons why the bar was filled up on time. It was about three p.m. when Barbara finally breezed in. She came to meet me in my office.

'Hello,' she greeted.

'Welcome. How's everything?'

'Fine. Sorry, I was delayed by my guy.'

I became curious. 'Your guy?'

'Yeah. Mike, that's his name. He raved about my absence yesterday night and wanted me to make it up today.'

I suddenly felt jealous. 'So, you were with a guy.'

She looked sharply at me. 'Hello, have you forgotten our agreement? Ours is a secret thing. Go for the guys. The richer and stronger, the better.' She laughed at her own joke. I managed a smile. 

'So, how's business?' she asked.

'Fine. Many customers are in the bar already.'

'Good. That is good business.'

By eight in the evening, Barbara signaled her intention to leave.

'I'm meeting him again,' she said. 'This Saturday is going to be groovy.'

Nice one.

Keep it coming.

Keep it coming.


Good work.

Indeed, it was as my hole started to bulge out. She licked it as it did so. She pushed her fingers into my ass. As she did so, I could feel the cummings trickling down between my laps.

I had never had such an exhilarating experience before. Certainly, Barbara had thought me some brand new things.

* * *

By six in the morning, we remained huddled together on the bed. She was the first to wake up and to use the bathroom. Minutes later, she was through. She came to the room with my towel wrapped round her body from the chest to the knees.

Memories of what we did in the night came back to me. Barbara played the role of the man, while I was the perfect lady. Odd as it was, I found the experience enthralling.

‘Hello, sweetie,’ she greeted.

‘Hello,’ I answered. I couldn’t bring myself to using an endearment. At least, for now. 

She gently opened the wardrobe.

‘Sorry, I have to wear one of your clothes for today.’

I nodded in affirmation. ‘It’s okay.’

I went to the bedroom to have a bath. There, I examined my body. I was beautiful, no doubt. Barbara told me over and over again during the night how bewitching she found me, and she said it in a way no man had ever done. Gosh! 

But then, everything must remain a secret. I would keep on behaving like a ‘normal’ lady and I would have to settle for a man and have children. That was what my mum expected from her daughter; that was what I had to do.  

By the time I came out of the bathroom, Barbara was already trying one of my blouses and skirts. The looked quite tight for her. The blouse in particular made her boobs to shoot out. I looked at them and grinned.

‘I hope the clothes are okay for me,’ she said. 

I looked at her again critically. They were tight, but they were quite okay.

‘You are okay,’ I said.

‘Are you sure?’

‘Of course.’

It was Saturday morning and she did not have to come to work until afternoon. We had arranged that I would do ‘morning shift’ while she would do afternoon.

She came to give me a quick kiss. ‘I’ll be going to my home now. See you, sweetie.’

‘See you.’

She brought a small perfume from her bag, sprayed it on her body, grinned at me and left. I sighed as she left.

Then, I started applying some cream to my body to get ready for work. 

I walked smartly from the residential building to the hotel. One of the cleaners was mopping the marble bed of the lobby when I got there.


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