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Aunty Vicky later found out I was fvcking another woman in the neighborhood and things went sore. She invited me to the house and asked me to come back to her, or else she will do something I never wished for.

“You don’t make me scared okay?” I said to her before her very eyes with much boldness that made her wonder

“Why don’t you want me again” She asked in a low tone

“How many of us are fvcking you”? I asked her with anger

“Just two” She replied

“Me and who”? I asked again

“Just you and my fiance” She said with a smile. Well, I wasn’t in the mood for some smiles and I knew she actually deserved some slap but I was too young to give her one for being such a foolish girl.

“You left your future husband to fvck someone else” I asked her in anger “What is wrong with you for Christ sake”?

“Nothing” she said while smiling. I couldn’t believe I was fvcking someone else’s wife to be and lots of thought were running through my head at the same time.

“Tell me you don’t enjoy me” She asked in a mild angry tone

“I don’t” I replied. She gave a smile before giving me another shocker of my life.

“Do you know the girl you are sleeping with now”? She asked me rhetorically, “She is married and I will just inform the husband and give him your phone number”. I laughed it off and tagged her desperate. While I was about leaving the room, I slapped her bum and was bout running when she held me back.

“Before you leave, please fvck me one last time” She pleaded. I was a young boy then, but I was fully aware of something they call the last bite that always trap a fish. I quickly removed her cloth, kissed her badly and was fingering her. When I knew it was becoming pleasure for her and she was already naked, I acted like I wanted to remove my cloth and I ran out of the house.

That evening, while I was browsing waptrick.com, I got a call.

“Hello who is this” I spoke with accent

“When I have the chance, I will kill you…” The caller shouted with anger.

“Who are you”? I asked with a little fear.

“I heard you sleep with my wife all the time” The man said with mixed emotions “If I catch you, I will strangle you”

“Wrong number” I shouted back. He was still trying to say some other things, I quickly terminated the call. The truth is that the wife was too young to have a husband. I saw her as a good lonely girl that always attend church services. Because of her, I attended one of their Catholic association meetings. I became a member so as to have a meeting point with her. After we became friends and started talking, things moved faster than I expected.

While returning from the meeting one evening, along a lonely bush path I held her hand. She grabbed mine in return and I quickly stared at her and I could see fire in her eyes. I moved my face slowly towards her own and she remained calm. I quickly reached for her lips and did what I know how to do best. Because of the open location, we quickly located the nearest un-completed building and did something I loved doing. She was putting in a skirt and that allowed easy access to where I wanted. I know a lot of sex styles and I knew the one that would be okay for this our situation. He quickly touched her toe and kept her bible one side, while I destroyed her from behind. I covered her mouth to avoid unnecessary shoutings as the act continued. We kept doing this for days till Aunty Vicky informed me of fvcking someone’s wife.

“Is it my fault” I explained to another friend of mine while telling him the story

“If that near you or touch you, halla me make I show am pepper” He said in our local dialect

“When you go begin smoke” He asked me

“No, I can’t smoke weed and I don’t drink” I said with firm resolution “I am a Christian”. I didn’t actually finish the statement before he gave out a loud laugh. I quickly thanked him and went my way. I became conscious of my movements and people trailing me from behind. I always walked with a small dagger a friend gave to me in case of any surprised attack, and that was the life of fear that I lived till after sometime and I felt the dust had settled.

It was no longer news that I failed Jamb on my first attempt. I actually scored 210 and I wrote the post ume exams of two schools and none of them admitted me into their system. I felt bad because I felt I needed to explore the university world. I have heard a lot about what happens in the university but unfortunately, I couldn’t experience it that year; meaning I had to wait.another year. I stayed at home and became one of the most known people in the neighborhood. My name alone could make an average guy run for help.

The truth was that I was always approached by cultists who needed my reputation to strike terror, but why should I belong when I was already a one-man squad. I knew all the cult leaders because money answers all things. I stayed at home for like two months and money became a serious problem for me. I could barely buy things I wanted and daddy never wanted to know how I fared. I had to resort to other things to make money.

First of all, I discussed with some street guys about what we needed to do to put money in our pockets for a while.

“We go hustle” Ugochukwu said with a smile. While we were there, an old man came out and asked us if we can help him find some metals, that he needed so many of them.

“Wetin you wan use am for” We asked him.

“Na big money o…” He shouted “If you people can find plenty metals, there are places you can sell it for plenty money” The man said in the local dialect. It was the best speech I ever heard from someone and I decided to put it into full practice. I started by selling of most of our valuables at home ranging from our old stabilizer to the compressor of our old fridge and any metallic thing I could lay my hands on. Few weeks later I ran out of metals at home and I needed to replenish.

“You know where we fit see Iron”? I asked my friend in the street.

“Look” He said pointing towards somebody’s house. It was a public compound and a battery was lying on the floor beside an abandoned motorcycle. We quickly arranged and sold off the battery and despite the plenty cry from the man that owns the battery, we wouldn’t bring it back for him. It wasn’t that we stole, just that we helped people sold off their scraps. We extended our terror down to the next neighborhood, and when we couldn’t see any metal to sell, we complemented with another scarce resource.

We stayed in a neighborhood where Fowls were rampant and moved around freely; whenever I felt I didn’t want to do something bad again, somebody somewhere puts up a brilliant idea.

“Instead of make we waste money dey buy food, make we chop chicken na” Chijioke said.

“You buy chicken”? One guy asked him while we were in an uncompleted building. There was a general laughter because everyone knew that he couldn’t afford the cheapest thing available apart from weed. He gave us a brilliant Idea which we decided to put into practice for a while.

“If we dey hungry, we fit just roast any fowl wey we see, instead of waste money dey buy food up and down” He said with confidence. He barely finished the speech, when we saw a hen incubating her eggs she newly laid. The speed at which he dived and killed the hen without much sound was something I couldn’t comprehend. He quickly cut of the Hen’s neck with his bare hands and even packed some eggs along. While we were still looking around to avoid gossips, he had already set up fire and the hen was being roasted. Have you ever tasted roasted chicken and fried egg? Try it and see.

Terror upon terror, picking and selling, taking and eating became something we did for fun. But trust me, all this didn’t equal to the amount of free sex we got in a day. At a point, it seems like we were acting pornography.

At a point, I decided to leave the other guys, after having good money in my pocket and I finally met another guy in the street called Chinedu. He is well older than I am but we were in the same class at school. He stayed with family in a public compound a stone throw away from my house. He is a tall, fair, handsome guy and I went to familiarize myself with him to help me achieve my lustful aim. We became friends and I started learning from him. I visited him most often every morning when people were off to school and as expected he was always busy. Not with something reasonable but always having sex. It was like a morning ritual and his partners ranged from House-helps to married women.

“Teach me how you dey use get this girls na” I asked in a very humble tone

“You wan learn bad things shea” He asked me while laughing so hard. I just smiled because probably he didn’t actually know me too well. I must confess that I have slept with girls but on the score sheet of the achievements, he was leading me too well. I needed to catch-up and he had to help.

“You gats repackage” He told me in a humble tone “Girls like when you are presentable and handsome also. Even if you don’t have lots of money, merely being handsome, neat and presentable, most of them will accept you that way”

“How do I repackage now” I asked with keen interest.

“You are already handsome, but other features like hairstyle, clothing, wrist watch, perfume and shoes has to be up to standard” He said while showing me his collection. The truth is that he was from a below average family but yet he invested so much in all these. He wasn’t even through with me, when he picked up a call and directed someone on phone to his house. Few hours later, we heard a knock on the door and when it was opened, I saw Aunty Vicky.

To Be Continued

Sorry for the delay.. Had to remember before typing, editing and posting,

Updates to come in batches today

queencalipso:
Lolx!!! Didn't know it's a crime to reply mention on your thread!!! Don't be mad honey!! Am out already.

I never said that too...

Have fun...

queencalipso:
Lost direction in what essence?

What's up with you on the thread... its my life, and I lived it the way I want...

I brought this story up because I loved what happened... and I don't care what people will say...

Don't kill my motivation... sorry i had to make it open...

queencalipso:
Jeeez!! What a life

After reading this, I thank God for making me an introvert and very shy in my early years. If not for anything, it helped to shield me from bad boys like the op. And also for making me very smart and calculative. This ifunaya of a girl is so dumb and foolish.

Btw op, how did those papers got to ifunaya's skirt after throwing away her expo? Did you magically put them there? And how did you get back to the exam hall after submitting your paper? Or students are allowed to go back inside after submitting?
How did you manage to get your expo back from the girl that called you wicked" when you have finished, submitted and even went to show your V.P the expo you found? Or it all happened before you left the hall?

If you say you were asked to come and point the guilty people out, how did you know them since your report said you picked it and thought it wise to report.

I can't write all my life here... nice question...

She acted Like she wanted to throw away and his it under her skirt... somebody somewhere is always watching you in this life... just be careful...

I was watching her and I saw what she did...

If you finish in my school, remain in your seat for attendance to be called .

I didn't collect the expo back... I only gingered her to do and give me the expo before I expose her too... I am the original source of all expo...

I can't write everything in details... time and space. thanks...

Eniqurl:
Nice story BiafraBushBoy

Thanks babe...

ChykePryor:
nawa ooo Biafrabushboy email me

You wan kidnap me

Am I safe?

This is the BiafranBushboy

After we finished our exams, we went home and we were going to spend some few weeks at home before we come back for the Neco exam. Everybody was complaining that I was not looking too fat as compared to the amount of food I eat, but it wasn’t my business. I spent most idle time in Aunty Vicky’s house and I enjoyed every minute of it. One thing about me is that I am a fast learner and I was already overshadowing her in bed just that my strength can’t just meet up.

“I need money” I said to Aunty Vicky

“For what”? She replied with a smile

“To get Neco exam answers” I said with boldness. She looked at me quite surprised and gave out a big laugh. Then she gently opened her purse and brought out 5,000 naira and gave to me.

“Make sure you come Saturday evening” She said to me. Well I met her on the agreed date and it was fvcking as usual. She gave me a drink and after drinking, I felt my dicck was standing till the point of pains. She quickly devoured me like a lion to a sheep even though it was very painful and I was already tired, but I needed those money she gave to me real bad. After sex, she gave me another 3000naira and I made way to my house to prepare for my exam that Monday. Did I say prepare? Well, I slept so bad that I even slept in church the next day.

On the exam day, I and my crew members were so “Prepared” that we didn’t even need to read. Others were jumping up and down the school while we sat at the school canteen, drinking soft drinks like big boys. I was sponsoring the drinking so I had a lot to spend. The girls in school were also having some free drinks from me, so we had a mild crowd. Before the exams, we were properly searched but nothing could stop an idea whose time has come.

We entered the hall, and as we did in Waec, we were balling all through. The exams were coming in full force and I and my guys were responding in full force too. Days passed and exams went by but I still had other plans. Most times in the exam hall, I look at Ifunanya and smile, and most definitely she smiles back too.

After few days, I knew it was time to perfect my plans, and I went for it. I had studied everything about the examiner and the examinations and I knew where, when and how everything happens. We had a bad time in our physics exam during the Waec time and I knew how everyone would love to pass physics in the Neco exam.

I quickly photocopied my Neco expo and gave it free to everyone that will be writing the examination with us. The “God bless you” and “Thank you” I got that day would be enough to make any poor man a millionaire.

When we entered the hall, I finished mine so fast because I was with help from above. I quickly rushed to our V.P Academic and showed her my “Expo”

“Jesus Christ” She shouted “Who gave you this”? she said in a low voice while looking around to evade the external examiner

“Sorry Ma, I got it from somewhere that is the reason I want to throw it away” I said to her mildly.

“Just throw it away and go back to your seat” She said while shielding me away from the external invigilator.

“If you know that you are with any foreign material, do well to dispose it before I come to you” The V.P Academic shouted as she gave the announcement to us in the exam hall. Some students who were so scared gave up and threw theirs away while some hardened students retained theirs. I saw Ifunanya standing up and walking to throw hers away but that wasn’t the end. After a while, I saw the external Invigilator slapping a student and asking him to go to the front row and kneel down. He was caught with an expo; I looked well, and behold it was Onyema.

“Fvck” I yelled to myself. Few minutes later, the number of students getting caught were rising to about five people and I needed to add my own candidate.

“Excuse me sir” I shouted to attract the shout of the external invigilator. He heard my voice and started walking towards me. I whispered some words into his ears and he nodded in agreement while moving away.

The external invigilator passed and I knew he had seen it. He walked around like he had no business there but he actually had

“You stand up” While standing, a lot of white papers fell out from under her skirt. He picked it up and picked up her question papers too and crosschecked both of them before giving her a life resounding slap.

“Jesus Christ” She shouted in pains.

“Didn’t your V.P warn all of you to take away foreign materials from the hall”? The external invigilator shouted in anger “And you pretended to take yours away, only for you to hide it under your skirt” He fumed while trying to give her another slap.

“It seems like I will cancel this exam in this school and write a true report about what happened” The man yelled while heading towards his seat angrily. When he got to his seat, the school officials surrounded him and were begging in a friendly way. She was taken to the front row where every other defaulter was, and they were made to pick pin. She was already crying and I was smiling like someone who won a jackpot.

“You are wicked oo…” my seat mate said “So you made them catch her, God will never forgive you” She said in a bitter tone

“God doesn’t answer the prayers of a sinner. Do and give me back my expo before I expose you too” I said to her while smiling. She quickly got back to her senses before keeping her mouth shut. I followed all the activities from that point on so as to make sure my plans went as planned.

The external invigilator was taken to the commandant’s office and only God knows what happened there. After the commandant was through with the man, he came out furious like someone who just had a fight with a little boy and lost. He quickly summoned the students caught in malpractice and they were bundled up in ropes and were taken to the school field under that hot sun.

“Sir, we are an institution that don’t condone exam malpractice and I will show to you what we do to such people” The commandant said the external invigilator. He quickly summoned some junior officers around and they brought another wheelbarrow of kobokos and canes. They were tied both hands and mouth and were kept on the ground of the field like prisoners waiting for execution. I quickly rushed to the canteen and bought a bottle of chilled coke to watch the show.

“Today we will show everyone that Exam Malpractice is a grievous offence in school here and we cant take such from anybody. This will be a lesson to everyone that no matter what happens in the hall, never bring in foreign materials. We have the best teachers in school and you should listen well in class if you want to pass. Say no to Exam Malpractice!” The Commandant echoed.

I remembered these words vividly and it was one of those I couldn’t forget. I saw the look on her face, it was enough to make a blind man cry. She was the only girl among hardened boys. I could hear whispering among both teachers and students

“When she can’t leave boys and face her studies” One of the teachers said in a low tone.

“What about that slim boy, I thought he would be among them” Another teacher said. I knew she was talking about me. I wanted to give out a loud laugh but was careful not to blow my cover. All of a sudden, they assigned a female soldier in school to handle the girl that committed exam malpractice.

Ifunanya was crying even before the cane and I wondered what will happen when the koboko starts coming. I saw tears of real pains coming out of her eyes immediately the soldier started landing the koboko on that smooth back of hers. Blood mixed with water were gushing out. She couldn’t cry out loud and nothing is painful as when you can’t cry out pains loud. It was supposed to be 50 strokes but within the range of 15 to 20 strokes, she had stop moving and was lying still on the ground. That didn’t stop the soldier from making it up to 25 strokes before the first aid team rushed to the scene. They tried blowing air into her mouth and fan her but to no avail. She was carried in a stretcher down to the sick bay, while they focused on the other guys caught. The guys being flogged wasn’t my concern as I followed the first aid team down to the sick bay.

“She isn’t breathing” One of the nurses yelled.

“Breath more into her mouth or press her chest” Another student yelled from the crowd. I wished I could help with the chest pressing but the tears coming from the eyes of one of the old nurses got me back from my sexual fantasies of breast pressing. Her back was not in good shape as it has been battered by several koboko lashes.

“Jesus” One student shouted as they removed her shirt and revealed her blood stained back. That must have attracted attention that we were present in the sick bay and they chased us out. I felt bad and emotional but it was just payback time.

I got home and couldn’t eat; I tried watching some movies but I couldn’t concentrate. I rushed to Aunty Vicky’s house and met her at home. She was shocked at the way I entered her house.

“I am not happy, I almost made them kill a girl at school” I said to her with a sad face

“Oya come and kill me too, I have been waiting for you” She said with a weird face. I was surprised that she took the matter in a sexual way.

“Don’t you understand? Soldiers almost flogged a girl to death” I shouted. That was when she knew I was serious about the whole issue. She asked for explanations and I gave to her.

“I don’t forgive easily” I said with a mean face. “If you hurt me, I will hurt you back in a greater way”

“You are not a good person” She said to me

“Yea, I know. Everyone keeps saying that” I said. She gave me some snack with a bottle of coke, as I drank away in pleasure and pain. Exams continued and Ifunanya was totally absent from school. I tried asking after her, but the answer I kept getting was “I don’t know her whereabouts”. And the truth is that I am scared of going to her neighborhood to look for her. Till we finished the remaining papers, she never surfaced at school again.

The final paper, the valedictory service and the send-forth party came with lots of good expectation. From the all-day dancing, fvcking and madness that came along to the cries of goodbye that rented the air. The party, the madness and the romance are things that can’t be contained in this diary. One thing I know is that, just imagine the most stupid thing that can ever happen in a party or any final day at school, it all happened in my case!


CHAPTER 12

The real world…


“When I have the chance, I will kill you…” He shouted with anger.

To Be continued

To all new readers, I keep posting with different monikers because of Nairaland rules of ban.

So please just enjoy the story and forget about the moniker used in posting it...

Update is here...

naniawini food done come

Pidggin:
BiafraBushBoy, you have succeeded in posting child ponographic content on NL, claiming true story. Some of the details might be true but you definitely spiced it up with lies and demonic fantasies

Between, show us evidence that you needed HIV test screening to be given visa into US.

I am same person, check my siggy...

When I started this story, we were a small group and front page wasn't on my mind...

When you need a health certificate, is HIV not included??

Where on my write up did I mention US??

Answer these questions and I will get back to you...