FrankAkowe:
The time must be about four a.m. I normally woke up about that time to ease myself in the toilet. This morning was no exception. I found my way out of the room I shared with Steve in the boys quarter. The toilet was adjoining the room, and it was just about five metres away.

I found my way to the place. I only wanted to urinate, but somehow, I felt some pressure from the bowel, so I sat on the toilet seat. I was on it for some minutes, but funny enough, no 'poo poo' came out. I was about to stand up and wear up my boxer when I felt I could hear a movement outside the toilet.

Then, there was a short knock. That must be Steve, I thought.

'Just a minute,' I said. I wore my boxer and flushed the toilet. I then opened the toilet door. The sight I saw shocked me.

Steve was not the one at the door. It was Joyce, a cousin to my uncle's wife. She had a room in the main building of the duplex house, so I wondered why she had come to the toilet in the bq.

But I didn't wonder for long. The way she looked said it all. Apart from the coqquettish smile on her face, the oversize t-shirt she was wearing clearly defined her voluptous boobs. She put her hand at akimbo and there was something daring about her look.

'What do you want here??' I asked in a voice scarcely above a whisper.

She put a finger to hush me and smiled. She then gently pushed me back inside the toilet and closed the door.

(to be continued)