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This isn’t a story of how ‘Ninoh
dis-virgined a girl rather how
‘Ninoh got dis-virgined. Long ago, okay not too long but
before I reshaped my life. I was
an introvert, I kept to myself
most of the time. My first
girlfriend wasn’t the girl I lost
my virginity to. Quite frankly, I cannot locate the girl whom I
lost my virginity to anymore,
shameful isn’t it? The only thing
my first girlfriend gave me in
abundance was kissing. I can remember the time when I
was ‘toasting’ her, I was
shaking like a fish out of water.
It wasn’t my fault, then I dint
have much exposure to women, I
had few interactions with women. I was in a boarding
school and our hostel wasn’t
mixed. I used to receive love
letters back then and I dint
know how to reply them. I just
dint know what to do with women. Thankfully, I didn’t spend much
time in the boarding school in
Ogun state then, I didn’t
partake in the bush smooching
or forest sex like my other
peers. I was too timid, finishing from school I decided I needed to
change. I wanted to be the ladies
man, at least to be comfortable
around them with the hope that
it would eventually help lead me
to lose my virginity. I thought losing my virginity
would have been sooner but I
had to wait till I was in higher
institution for my first sex. After
watching loads of porn, I
prepared myself. I surf online and self help dating sites, and boy!
They were much; they were all
offering virtually the same thing.
I read about Don Juan, read
almost all the articles on
sosauve.com. Those articles were purely based on interactions in
the western world, talking about
flowers and stuffs, things that
can’t work on this side of the
world. The manuals and instructions
couldn’t carry me far but they
helped me learn a thing or two
with women, they helped me
prepare. Pick-up lines have
always been useless, they spoke about ice breakers which would
have been ideal abroad. I read a
lot of these articles and the
most important part of the
exercise is trying them out. My
favorite part of the whole experience then was to look at
her, pay genuine compliment,
study her mood, look for the
easiest and most natural way of
breaking the ice, and have about
5 follow-up questions to get the conversation started. I wasn’t a party freak, I
couldn’t get any headway then,
but in school, I tried it out on a
certain fancy chic in my class. It
worked. She became my first and
only friend in school for about a year then I started having other
friends. Chatting up girls in buses was
also one of my favorite past
time. I mastered that act like it
was going out of business. I
exchanged contacts with about
30 girls, and all brewed from conversations with them in our
public transports. One of them
stood different. I can remember I
was going to Yaba, and there
was this girl beside me, kind of
skinny, average boobs and ass. She was seated beside me, her
mood was good, I started the
conversation with good
afternoon which she replied to
gladly and we continued to talk
till she got down at Palmgrove or so. We exchanged numbers, I
was using a Nokia 2100 then. Boy! Those were the days. However, there was one terrible
flaw with this chic, not sure if it
was a flaw or if she was just
trying to keep up. Her English
was terrible, when I noticed I
tried to switch to Pidgin English but she would switch back to
proper English. Her English was so
terrible that listening to it
almost gave me headache.
However she later turned out to
be the chic who took away my virginity. After the bus incident, I didn’t
call her for about 2 weeks and
when I called, she was happy to
hear from me regardless. I
invited her over and without
hesitation she said okay, which was strange, I was hoping she
would deny my request. When she came, we chatted a
bit, my student room was made
in such a way that, you’d be
bored and sex might just come
up, No TV, just books which I dint
read, there were there for decoration.

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This isn’t a story of how ‘Ninoh
dis-virgined a girl rather how
‘Ninoh got dis-virgined. Long ago, okay not too long but
before I reshaped my life. I was
an introvert, I kept to myself
most of the time. My first
girlfriend wasn’t the girl I lost
my virginity to. Quite frankly, I cannot locate the girl whom I
lost my virginity to anymore,
shameful isn’t it? The only thing
my first girlfriend gave me in
abundance was kissing. I can remember the time when I
was ‘toasting’ her, I was
shaking like a fish out of water.
It wasn’t my fault, then I dint
have much exposure to women, I
had few interactions with women. I was in a boarding
school and our hostel wasn’t
mixed. I used to receive love
letters back then and I dint
know how to reply them. I just
dint know what to do with women. Thankfully, I didn’t spend much
time in the boarding school in
Ogun state then, I didn’t
partake in the bush smooching
or forest sex like my other
peers. I was too timid, finishing from school I decided I needed to
change. I wanted to be the ladies
man, at least to be comfortable
around them with the hope that
it would eventually help lead me
to lose my virginity. I thought losing my virginity
would have been sooner but I
had to wait till I was in higher
institution for my first sex. After
watching loads of porn, I
prepared myself. I surf online and self help dating sites, and boy!
They were much; they were all
offering virtually the same thing.
I read about Don Juan, read
almost all the articles on
sosauve.com. Those articles were purely based on interactions in
the western world, talking about
flowers and stuffs, things that
can’t work on this side of the
world. The manuals and instructions
couldn’t carry me far but they
helped me learn a thing or two
with women, they helped me
prepare. Pick-up lines have
always been useless, they spoke about ice breakers which would
have been ideal abroad. I read a
lot of these articles and the
most important part of the
exercise is trying them out. My
favorite part of the whole experience then was to look at
her, pay genuine compliment,
study her mood, look for the
easiest and most natural way of
breaking the ice, and have about
5 follow-up questions to get the conversation started. I wasn’t a party freak, I
couldn’t get any headway then,
but in school, I tried it out on a
certain fancy chic in my class. It
worked. She became my first and
only friend in school for about a year then I started having other
friends. Chatting up girls in buses was
also one of my favorite past
time. I mastered that act like it
was going out of business. I
exchanged contacts with about
30 girls, and all brewed from conversations with them in our
public transports. One of them
stood different. I can remember I
was going to Yaba, and there
was this girl beside me, kind of
skinny, average boobs and ass. She was seated beside me, her
mood was good, I started the
conversation with good
afternoon which she replied to
gladly and we continued to talk
till she got down at Palmgrove or so. We exchanged numbers, I
was using a Nokia 2100 then. Boy! Those were the days. However, there was one terrible
flaw with this chic, not sure if it
was a flaw or if she was just
trying to keep up. Her English
was terrible, when I noticed I
tried to switch to Pidgin English but she would switch back to
proper English. Her English was so
terrible that listening to it
almost gave me headache.
However she later turned out to
be the chic who took away my virginity. After the bus incident, I didn’t
call her for about 2 weeks and
when I called, she was happy to
hear from me regardless. I
invited her over and without
hesitation she said okay, which was strange, I was hoping she
would deny my request. When she came, we chatted a
bit, my student room was made
in such a way that, you’d be
bored and sex might just come
up, No TV, just books which I dint
read, there were there for decoration.

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Episode 10 Eric scuffed his feet on the red
and brown interlocked tiles as he
made his way to the house
remembering the first time he
had come there ten years ago. His family had just moved to Port
Harcourt from Lagos because his
dad had been transferred by
the Central Bank of Nigeria in
Lagos to the branch there. Eric
and his elder brother, Damian hadn’t liked the change because
all their friends were in Lagos
but they didn’t have a say in
the matter. The first couple of weeks had
been very boring for them
except for television and video
games but they soon got tired
of them as well. They decided to
go out for a stroll to get to know their neighborhood one
afternoon. Their mum told them
to be careful. They had walked down their
street admiring the beautiful
houses. It was when they had
gotten to the next street that
Damian, fifteen years of age
then had met his age mates talking in front of a house. He
had gone to chat with them and
Eric had had no choice but to
stand beside him and listen to
their conversation of movies and
video games. He had gotten bored just
listening to them. Just as he had
been about telling his brother
that he was tired, he turned
around and saw in the opposite
compound a small girl riding a bicycle. Without informing his brother, he
had gone to the house. He had
gone in and stared at the girl.
She rode her bicycle towards him
and they had stared at each. He
stopped staring and introduced himself. “Hi. My name is Eric Conrad. We
just moved to the other street;
Telema street. What’s your
name?” “OlengAkpan.” she had replied
quietly. He had laughed then. “Oleng.
What a funny name. What does it
mean?” “Don’t worry.” she replied. He stopped giggling then. “I’m
sorry. I didn’t mean to laugh at
your name. It’s just that I’ve
never heard that sort of name
before.” “It’s okay.” she had quietly
replied again. “So will you tell me the meaning
now?” “I told you. Don’t worry.” “Please. I said I was sorry.” It had been her turn to giggle
then. “Oleng means don’t
worry” “Oh! Okay. I get it.” he had
laughed and she had laughed too
and that had been the start of
a wonderful friendship. He had been telling her about
Lagos before his elder brother
had come to look for him. He had
introduced her to the amused
Damian. They had promised each
other they would be friends since he didn’t have any and
neither did she. They met again in school the
following week where he had
gone to start primary two,
where she was already in
primary one. Their friendship had
blossomed and now they were in the same secondary school. A
distinguished private secondary
school called Marvin Bay owned
by a Canadian and situated at
the end of their estate in Woji.
He was presently in SS3 preparing for his WAEC and NECO
exams while she was in SS2. He came back to the present
with a smile. He rang the doorbell twice
before Oleng opened the door.
She was surprised to see him.
She should have known he
wouldn’t let matters be. T.O.C (To Be Continued) Watch out for Episode 11

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Episode 10 Eric scuffed his feet on the red
and brown interlocked tiles as he
made his way to the house
remembering the first time he
had come there ten years ago. His family had just moved to Port
Harcourt from Lagos because his
dad had been transferred by
the Central Bank of Nigeria in
Lagos to the branch there. Eric
and his elder brother, Damian hadn’t liked the change because
all their friends were in Lagos
but they didn’t have a say in
the matter. The first couple of weeks had
been very boring for them
except for television and video
games but they soon got tired
of them as well. They decided to
go out for a stroll to get to know their neighborhood one
afternoon. Their mum told them
to be careful. They had walked down their
street admiring the beautiful
houses. It was when they had
gotten to the next street that
Damian, fifteen years of age
then had met his age mates talking in front of a house. He
had gone to chat with them and
Eric had had no choice but to
stand beside him and listen to
their conversation of movies and
video games. He had gotten bored just
listening to them. Just as he had
been about telling his brother
that he was tired, he turned
around and saw in the opposite
compound a small girl riding a bicycle. Without informing his brother, he
had gone to the house. He had
gone in and stared at the girl.
She rode her bicycle towards him
and they had stared at each. He
stopped staring and introduced himself. “Hi. My name is Eric Conrad. We
just moved to the other street;
Telema street. What’s your
name?” “OlengAkpan.” she had replied
quietly. He had laughed then. “Oleng.
What a funny name. What does it
mean?” “Don’t worry.” she replied. He stopped giggling then. “I’m
sorry. I didn’t mean to laugh at
your name. It’s just that I’ve
never heard that sort of name
before.” “It’s okay.” she had quietly
replied again. “So will you tell me the meaning
now?” “I told you. Don’t worry.” “Please. I said I was sorry.” It had been her turn to giggle
then. “Oleng means don’t
worry” “Oh! Okay. I get it.” he had
laughed and she had laughed too
and that had been the start of
a wonderful friendship. He had been telling her about
Lagos before his elder brother
had come to look for him. He had
introduced her to the amused
Damian. They had promised each
other they would be friends since he didn’t have any and
neither did she. They met again in school the
following week where he had
gone to start primary two,
where she was already in
primary one. Their friendship had
blossomed and now they were in the same secondary school. A
distinguished private secondary
school called Marvin Bay owned
by a Canadian and situated at
the end of their estate in Woji.
He was presently in SS3 preparing for his WAEC and NECO
exams while she was in SS2. He came back to the present
with a smile. He rang the doorbell twice
before Oleng opened the door.
She was surprised to see him.
She should have known he
wouldn’t let matters be. T.O.C (To Be Continued) Watch out for Episode 11

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This isn’t a story of how ‘Ninoh
dis-virgined a girl rather how
‘Ninoh got dis-virgined. Long ago, okay not too long but
before I reshaped my life. I was
an introvert, I kept to myself
most of the time. My first
girlfriend wasn’t the girl I lost
my virginity to. Quite frankly, I cannot locate the girl whom I
lost my virginity to anymore,
shameful isn’t it? The only thing
my first girlfriend gave me in
abundance was kissing. I can remember the time when I
was ‘toasting’ her, I was
shaking like a fish out of water.
It wasn’t my fault, then I dint
have much exposure to women, I
had few interactions with women. I was in a boarding
school and our hostel wasn’t
mixed. I used to receive love
letters back then and I dint
know how to reply them. I just
dint know what to do with women. Thankfully, I didn’t spend much
time in the boarding school in
Ogun state then, I didn’t
partake in the bush smooching
or forest sex like my other
peers. I was too timid, finishing from school I decided I needed to
change. I wanted to be the ladies
man, at least to be comfortable
around them with the hope that
it would eventually help lead me
to lose my virginity. I thought losing my virginity
would have been sooner but I
had to wait till I was in higher
institution for my first sex. After
watching loads of porn, I
prepared myself. I surf online and self help dating sites, and boy!
They were much; they were all
offering virtually the same thing.
I read about Don Juan, read
almost all the articles on
sosauve.com. Those articles were purely based on interactions in
the western world, talking about
flowers and stuffs, things that
can’t work on this side of the
world. The manuals and instructions
couldn’t carry me far but they
helped me learn a thing or two
with women, they helped me
prepare. Pick-up lines have
always been useless, they spoke about ice breakers which would
have been ideal abroad. I read a
lot of these articles and the
most important part of the
exercise is trying them out. My
favorite part of the whole experience then was to look at
her, pay genuine compliment,
study her mood, look for the
easiest and most natural way of
breaking the ice, and have about
5 follow-up questions to get the conversation started. I wasn’t a party freak, I
couldn’t get any headway then,
but in school, I tried it out on a
certain fancy chic in my class. It
worked. She became my first and
only friend in school for about a year then I started having other
friends. Chatting up girls in buses was
also one of my favorite past
time. I mastered that act like it
was going out of business. I
exchanged contacts with about
30 girls, and all brewed from conversations with them in our
public transports. One of them
stood different. I can remember I
was going to Yaba, and there
was this girl beside me, kind of
skinny, average boobs and ass. She was seated beside me, her
mood was good, I started the
conversation with good
afternoon which she replied to
gladly and we continued to talk
till she got down at Palmgrove or so. We exchanged numbers, I
was using a Nokia 2100 then. Boy! Those were the days. However, there was one terrible
flaw with this chic, not sure if it
was a flaw or if she was just
trying to keep up. Her English
was terrible, when I noticed I
tried to switch to Pidgin English but she would switch back to
proper English. Her English was so
terrible that listening to it
almost gave me headache.
However she later turned out to
be the chic who took away my virginity. After the bus incident, I didn’t
call her for about 2 weeks and
when I called, she was happy to
hear from me regardless. I
invited her over and without
hesitation she said okay, which was strange, I was hoping she
would deny my request. When she came, we chatted a
bit, my student room was made
in such a way that, you’d be
bored and sex might just come
up, No TV, just books which I dint
read, there were there for decoration.

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Episode 9 Eric threw his phone on the bed
in frustration. He had been
calling Oleng but she refused to
answer the calls. She kept
ending the call and finally
switched off her phone. God! She could be stubborn sometimes. He just wanted to explain what
happened between him and Oge
and to tell her that Oge would
be dethroned on Monday
because the principal had had
enough of her also. He wondered when his mum
would leave the house so he
could go over to her house. He
would have loved to go there
now but his mum had visitors
and he wasn’t in the mood to go and greet them for him not
to be embarrassed by their
scrutiny and his mum’s praises
of him since his mum had
maintained that she must be
informed about his whereabouts. Just then his phone rang. He
scrambled to go and answer
thinking Oleng had changed her
mind and called him, forgetting it
was not the ring tone he had
saved for her. He was disappointed she wasn’t the
one but glad it was his elder
brother, Damian. “Hi Damian.” he cheerfully
greeted. “Hey kiddo.How you doing?” “Cool….No, not cool. I’m actually
in trouble.” he lamented. “Talk to your big bro.” Eric told him about the events of
the day. “Have you tried calling her?” “Yes. She refused to answer
and switched off her phone.” “Big trouble then. Why don’t
you go over to her place? Make
her listen to you at all cost.
She’s your best friend, so you
should know how to get through
to her. Try and do it fast so you don’t lose her to inane gossip
from that Oge to spoil your
name further in her sight.” “Alright, Damian. Thanks. I’ll do
that as soon as mum’s friends
leave.” “Oh! The so-called society ladies
are there?” he chuckled. “You talk as if your mum isn’t
one of them.” Eric reminded him
and they both laughed. They talked about boy stuff and
how Eric would soon join him in
America to further his studies.
He remembered he had not told
Oleng and wondered when he
would tell her he was going to leave her. It hurt him anytime he
thought of leaving her but he
couldn’t refuse the offer to
better his life and his parents
wouldn’t hear of him going to
even a private university here in Nigeria what with their poor
educational standard and all. He was glad when his mum’s
friends finally left. He got
dressed and went to his
parents’ room.He found his
mother before her exotic
dresser, making up. She was a stunning woman. “Mummy, I want to go over to
Oleng’s house.” “You see her in school every
day, what do you want to tell
her that can’t be said over the
phone? Don’t you have air
time?” his beautiful mother
asked, looking him in the eyes. Eric looked down at the Persian
rug. He didn’t like it when his
mum tried to be difficult. “I have credit but mummy, what
I have to tell her cannot be said
over the phone.” he fielded
quietly “Really?” his mum questioned
smiling as she went to sit on the
luxurious bed and studied him
coolly. That was when he knew
she was only teasing him. “O Mummy! I offended her. I’m
only going there to apologize.” “Can’t you apologize in
school?” Mrs. Sokipirim Conrad
asked her son still smiling. She
knew of the close relationship
between her son andOleng but
didn’t mind. She and his dad had been that close also in their
teenage years. “Her anger would have
escalated by Monday.” “Wow! Why didn’t you apologize
when you were in school?” “Mummy!” Eric exclaimed in
exasperation at the revised
version of the Spanish inquisition. His mum burst into laughter.
“Come, my darling. I was only
pulling your legs. You can go
over. Just make sure you come
back early.” she said and
hugged her son. “Alright.” He quickly pulled away
before she started her usual
kisses on his forehead. She
always forgot he wasn’t her
little boy anymore who had
adored her kisses. “If you see her mum say hi to
her for me, will you? And tell her
that when next she goes to
Dubai she should get me a
diamond necklace.” Eric shook his head. “You and
jewelries!” “You can’t blame me, darling.
I’ve got to look good for your
father.” Eric smiled and left. He walked
quickly to Oleng’s house
wondering where he would begin
his explanation. It was just a
stone throw from his house so
he took his time walking down there, gathering his thoughts.
With hands in his jean pockets,
he kicked a stone till he got to
the house. He knocked on the
dusty brown gate and Andrew;
the gateman opened it and greeted him warmly since Eric
usually tipped him. Eric didn’t
disappoint him by pressing some
naira notes in his hand. He
joyfully told him that Oleng was
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Episode 9 Eric threw his phone on the bed
in frustration. He had been
calling Oleng but she refused to
answer the calls. She kept
ending the call and finally
switched off her phone. God! She could be stubborn sometimes. He just wanted to explain what
happened between him and Oge
and to tell her that Oge would
be dethroned on Monday
because the principal had had
enough of her also. He wondered when his mum
would leave the house so he
could go over to her house. He
would have loved to go there
now but his mum had visitors
and he wasn’t in the mood to go and greet them for him not
to be embarrassed by their
scrutiny and his mum’s praises
of him since his mum had
maintained that she must be
informed about his whereabouts. Just then his phone rang. He
scrambled to go and answer
thinking Oleng had changed her
mind and called him, forgetting it
was not the ring tone he had
saved for her. He was disappointed she wasn’t the
one but glad it was his elder
brother, Damian. “Hi Damian.” he cheerfully
greeted. “Hey kiddo.How you doing?” “Cool….No, not cool. I’m actually
in trouble.” he lamented. “Talk to your big bro.” Eric told him about the events of
the day. “Have you tried calling her?” “Yes. She refused to answer
and switched off her phone.” “Big trouble then. Why don’t
you go over to her place? Make
her listen to you at all cost.
She’s your best friend, so you
should know how to get through
to her. Try and do it fast so you don’t lose her to inane gossip
from that Oge to spoil your
name further in her sight.” “Alright, Damian. Thanks. I’ll do
that as soon as mum’s friends
leave.” “Oh! The so-called society ladies
are there?” he chuckled. “You talk as if your mum isn’t
one of them.” Eric reminded him
and they both laughed. They talked about boy stuff and
how Eric would soon join him in
America to further his studies.
He remembered he had not told
Oleng and wondered when he
would tell her he was going to leave her. It hurt him anytime he
thought of leaving her but he
couldn’t refuse the offer to
better his life and his parents
wouldn’t hear of him going to
even a private university here in Nigeria what with their poor
educational standard and all. He was glad when his mum’s
friends finally left. He got
dressed and went to his
parents’ room.He found his
mother before her exotic
dresser, making up. She was a stunning woman. “Mummy, I want to go over to
Oleng’s house.” “You see her in school every
day, what do you want to tell
her that can’t be said over the
phone? Don’t you have air
time?” his beautiful mother
asked, looking him in the eyes. Eric looked down at the Persian
rug. He didn’t like it when his
mum tried to be difficult. “I have credit but mummy, what
I have to tell her cannot be said
over the phone.” he fielded
quietly “Really?” his mum questioned
smiling as she went to sit on the
luxurious bed and studied him
coolly. That was when he knew
she was only teasing him. “O Mummy! I offended her. I’m
only going there to apologize.” “Can’t you apologize in
school?” Mrs. Sokipirim Conrad
asked her son still smiling. She
knew of the close relationship
between her son andOleng but
didn’t mind. She and his dad had been that close also in their
teenage years. “Her anger would have
escalated by Monday.” “Wow! Why didn’t you apologize
when you were in school?” “Mummy!” Eric exclaimed in
exasperation at the revised
version of the Spanish inquisition. His mum burst into laughter.
“Come, my darling. I was only
pulling your legs. You can go
over. Just make sure you come
back early.” she said and
hugged her son. “Alright.” He quickly pulled away
before she started her usual
kisses on his forehead. She
always forgot he wasn’t her
little boy anymore who had
adored her kisses. “If you see her mum say hi to
her for me, will you? And tell her
that when next she goes to
Dubai she should get me a
diamond necklace.” Eric shook his head. “You and
jewelries!” “You can’t blame me, darling.
I’ve got to look good for your
father.” Eric smiled and left. He walked
quickly to Oleng’s house
wondering where he would begin
his explanation. It was just a
stone throw from his house so
he took his time walking down there, gathering his thoughts.
With hands in his jean pockets,
he kicked a stone till he got to
the house. He knocked on the
dusty brown gate and Andrew;
the gateman opened it and greeted him warmly since Eric
usually tipped him. Eric didn’t
disappoint him by pressing some
naira notes in his hand. He
joyfully told him that Oleng was
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Episode 8 “Oge, you’re a witch!” he
exclaimed and ran after his best
friend. Oge was no longer smiling. Her
friends came towards her with
great eagerness. They asked
what happened but she just
shook her head and left them
sadly. “Oleng! Sunshine! Where are
you?” Eric called as he ran. He
had suddenly lost her in the
bustling school. It was break time
so there were a lot of students
and activities going on. He looked everywhere for her
but couldn’t find her. He even
went to the canteen but
couldn’t find her. He couldn’t
find Zinny and Marvy either. He was so worried he didn’t pay
attention to the two subjects
they were taught after the
break. He was eager for closing
time. When the bell was rung, he
was the first to leave the class. He went directly to Oleng’s
class. He was surprised that she
wasn’t there. He however saw Zinny and
Marvy. Marvy didn’t talk to him.
She just walked past him. Zinny
would have done the same but
he held her hand and asked her
about Oleng’s whereabouts and what was wrong. For an answer,
Zinny shook his hand off hers
gently and walked to where
they normally sat.He followed her
quietly all the while looking out
for a glimpse of Oleng. Zinny waited for him to sit before
talking. “What happened between you
and that witch, Oge?” Eric recounted all that
transpired between them. “I thought as much.” Zinny
admitted when he was through. “What happened? Where were
you girls and how come Oleng
was there when we came out?” Zinny in turn told him what
happened. He was furious. “You mean that witch actually
punished you girls and hit you?” “Yes, and that wasn’t the first,
second or third time. It has been
a constant thing. All because of
you.” she remarked in an
accusing manner. “For God’s sake, why didn’t
you girls tell me? Why didn’t
Oleng tell me? We’re not
supposed to keep things from
each other. We promised each
other no secrets.” “Oleng was just trying to save
her head from further
punishments. Oge is the female
senior prefect. She wields a lot
of power. She might use other
prefects to punish us.” Zinny pointed out. “And what am I? Her house boy?
Am I not also the senior prefect?
I wield more power than her. I’ll
deal with her. She’s going to be
dethroned.” he fiercely said, got
up and started to walk away. “No, Eric. It will only worsen
matters. She can still use her
friends who are prefects to get
to us.” she pleaded with him as
he walked with determination
towards the principal’s office. “Not while I’m still senior
prefect. The principal has
complained about her a number
of times. I’ve been defending
her but now, I’ll throw her
under the bus now. She was only elected because her dad is an
influential person. I’m not
boasting but her dad is a nobody
where my dad is. So she must go.
No one hurts my sunshine.
Thanks Zinny for the information. I’ll see you on Monday.” he
informed her as they got to the
principal’s office. He knocked politely and entered
at the summons. Zinny just
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Cl¡ck her£ to r€ad mor€ £pisode Episode 8 “Oge, you’re a witch!” he exclaimed and ran after his best friend. Oge was no longer smiling. Her friends came towards her with great eagerness. They asked what happened but she just shook her head and left them sadly. “Oleng! Sunshine! Where are you?” Eric called as he ran. He had suddenly lost her in the bustling school. It was break time so there were a lot of students and activities going on. He looked everywhere for her but couldn’t find her. He even went to the canteen but couldn’t find her. He couldn’t find Zinny and Marvy either. He was so worried he didn’t pay attention to the two subjects they were taught after the break. He was eager for closing time. When the bell was rung, he was the first to leave the class. He went directly to Oleng’s class. He was surprised that she wasn’t there. He however saw Zinny and Marvy. Marvy didn’t talk to him. She just walked past him. Zinny would have done the same but he held her hand and asked her about Oleng’s whereabouts and what was wrong. For an answer, Zinny shook his hand off hers gently and walked to where they normally sat.He followed her quietly all the while looking out for a glimpse of Oleng. Zinny waited for him to sit before talking. “What happened between you and that witch, Oge?” Eric recounted all that transpired between them. “I thought as much.” Zinny admitted when he was through. “What happened? Where were you girls and how come Oleng was there when we came out?” Zinny in turn told him what happened. He was furious. “You mean that witch actually punished you girls and hit you?” “Yes, and that wasn’t the first, second or third time. It has been a constant thing. All because of you.” she remarked in an accusing manner. “For God’s sake, why didn’t you girls tell me? Why didn’t Oleng tell me? We’re not supposed to keep things from each other. We promised each other no secrets.” “Oleng was just trying to save her head from further punishments. Oge is the female senior prefect. She wields a lot of power. She might use other prefects to punish us.” Zinny pointed out. “And what am I? Her house boy? Am I not also the senior prefect? I wield more power than her. I’ll deal with her. She’s going to be dethroned.” he fiercely said, got up and started to walk away. “No, Eric. It will only worsen matters. She can still use her friends who are prefects to get to us.” she pleaded with him as he walked with determination towards the principal’s office. “Not while I’m still senior prefect. The principal has complained about her a number of times. I’ve been defending her but now, I’ll throw her under the bus now. She was only elected because her dad is an influential person. I’m not boasting but her dad is a nobody where my dad is. So she must go. No one hurts my sunshine. Thanks Zinny for the information. I’ll see you on Monday.” he informed her as they got to the principal’s office. He knocked politely and entered

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Episode 8 “Oge, you’re a witch!” he exclaimed and ran after his best friend. Oge was no longer smiling. Her friends came towards her with great eagerness. They asked what happened but she just shook her head and left them sadly. “Oleng! Sunshine! Where are you?” Eric called as he ran. He had suddenly lost her in the bustling school. It was break time so there were a lot of students and activities going on. He looked everywhere for her but couldn’t find her. He even went to the canteen but couldn’t find her. He couldn’t find Zinny and Marvy either. He was so worried he didn’t pay attention to the two subjects they were taught after the break. He was eager for closing time. When the bell was rung, he was the first to leave the class. He went directly to Oleng’s class. He was surprised that she wasn’t there. He however saw Zinny and Marvy. Marvy didn’t talk to him. She just walked past him. Zinny would have done the same but he held her hand and asked her about Oleng’s whereabouts and what was wrong. For an answer, Zinny shook his hand off hers gently and walked to where they normally sat.He followed her quietly all the while looking out for a glimpse of Oleng. Zinny waited for him to sit before talking. “What happened between you and that witch, Oge?” Eric recounted all that transpired between them. “I thought as much.” Zinny admitted when he was through. “What happened? Where were you girls and how come Oleng was there when we came out?” Zinny in turn told him what happened. He was furious. “You mean that witch actually punished you girls and hit you?” “Yes, and that wasn’t the first, second or third time. It has been a constant thing. All because of you.” she remarked in an accusing manner. “For God’s sake, why didn’t you girls tell me? Why didn’t Oleng tell me? We’re not supposed to keep things from each other. We promised each other no secrets.” “Oleng was just trying to save her head from further punishments. Oge is the female senior prefect. She wields a lot of power. She might use other prefects to punish us.” Zinny pointed out. “And what am I? Her house boy? Am I not also the senior prefect? I wield more power than her. I’ll deal with her. She’s going to be dethroned.” he fiercely said, got up and started to walk away. “No, Eric. It will only worsen matters. She can still use her friends who are prefects to get to us.” she pleaded with him as he walked with determination towards the principal’s office. “Not while I’m still senior prefect. The principal has complained about her a number of times. I’ve been defending her but now, I’ll throw her under the bus now. She was only elected because her dad is an influential person. I’m not boasting but her dad is a nobody where my dad is. So she must go. No one hurts my sunshine. Thanks Zinny for the information. I’ll see you on Monday.” he informed her as they got to the principal’s office. He knocked politely and entered at the summons. Zinny just stared at him in admiration. . Cl¡ck her£ to r€ad mor€ £pisode .

. Cl¡ck her£ to r€ad mor€ £pisode .. continuation of Unfulfilled Promises Episode 6 Meanwhile, Eric was wondering what was keeping Oleng and her friends. The bell for the long break had been rung a long time ago yet they were not out and he knew there was no teacher in their class. He had sent a junior student to go and call them but she had returned saying they were not in the class. Where could they be? Dave and Eddy had left him to go to the canteen. He had told them he would meet them there whenever the girls showed up. He would have called her but the use of mobile phone was prohibited in the scool. As he was there pondering, he caught sight of Oge. He stood up abruptly and wanted to escape but she had already seen him. She waved frantically. “Hi handsome.”Oge was all smiles when she got to him. “HiOge.” “What are you doing here all alone?” she purred innocently. “I’m waiting for Oleng. Have you seen her?” “No.” she replied with a small shrug. “Come on. Let’s go to the canteen. She can meet us there.” She held his hand and tried to lead him in the direction of the canteen. “No thanks. I’d rather wait for her here.” he coolly told her and she stopped trying to drag him. Her gaze roamed all over him as she pretended to be lost in thought. “I know where she is but I was trying not to hurt you.” she slyly told him and sat down on the bench. “What do you mean? Where’s she?” He was filled with curiosity as he surveyed her coolly. She sighed and played with her tie. “I saw Uche half leading and half dragging her towards the toilet behind the school farm.” “What?” Eric thundered. “Uche did what? I’ll kill him!” Oge was surprised at the fury she saw in his eyes. She had never seen him like this before. Had she gone too far? She was scared but managed to placate him. “It’s okay. I’ll show you where they are.” she informed him squarely as she got up to hold his hand. He shook her hand off and followed her. He didn’t say a word. He followed her quietly to the place. In his musings he planned to give Uche a black eye and a bleeding nose. As for Oleng, he would think of something to do to her. Right now, he would handle Uche. In his anger, he failed to question if Oge was saying the truth. Oge left him to his musings as she quietly led the way and prayed for success in her seduction plans. When they got to the toilets, they entered quietly. “Uche…..Oleng!” Eric bellowed in anger. Oge locked the main door of the toilets and walked seductively to him as he checked from one toilet to another. She caught up with him as he got to the last toilet. “I’ve been waiting for this ever since I set my eyes on you.” she purred seductively as she pressed herself to him against the toilet door. She could afford to do that since the toilet was kept squeaky clean and disinfected. Eric gazed at her in bewilderment.“So this was a set up.” he breathed, shaking his head in disbelief. “You lured me here for this? I should have known.” He hit his head with his hand, cursing himself for his . Cl¡ck her£ to r€ad mor€ £pisode .

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Episode 6 Meanwhile, Eric was wondering what was keeping Oleng and her friends. The bell for the long break had been rung a long time ago yet they were not out and he knew there was no teacher in their class. He had sent a junior student to go and call them but she had returned saying they were not in the class. Where could they be? Dave and Eddy had left him to go to the canteen. He had told them he would meet them there whenever the girls showed up. He would have called her but the use of mobile phone was prohibited in the scool. As he was there pondering, he caught sight of Oge. He stood up abruptly and wanted to escape but she had already seen him. She waved frantically. “Hi handsome.”Oge was all smiles when she got to him. “HiOge.” “What are you doing here all alone?” she purred innocently. “I’m waiting for Oleng. Have you seen her?” “No.” she replied with a small shrug. “Come on. Let’s go to the canteen. She can meet us there.” She held his hand and tried to lead him in the direction of the canteen. “No thanks. I’d rather wait for her here.” he coolly told her and she stopped trying to drag him. Her gaze roamed all over him as she pretended to be lost in thought. “I know where she is but I was trying not to hurt you.” she slyly told him and sat down on the bench. “What do you mean? Where’s she?” He was filled with curiosity as he surveyed her coolly. She sighed and played with her tie. “I saw Uche half leading and half dragging her towards the toilet behind the school farm.” “What?” Eric thundered. “Uche did what? I’ll kill him!” Oge was surprised at the fury she saw in his eyes. She had never seen him like this before. Had she gone too far? She was scared but managed to placate him. “It’s okay. I’ll show you where they are.” she informed him squarely as she got up to hold his hand. He shook her hand off and followed her. He didn’t say a word. He followed her quietly to the place. In his musings he planned to give Uche a black eye and a bleeding nose. As for Oleng, he would think of something to do to her. Right now, he would handle Uche. In his anger, he failed to question if Oge was saying the truth. Oge left him to his musings as she quietly led the way and prayed for success in her seduction plans. When they got to the toilets, they entered quietly. “Uche…..Oleng!” Eric bellowed in anger. Oge locked the main door of the toilets and walked seductively to him as he checked from one toilet to another. She caught up with him as he got to the last toilet. “I’ve been waiting for this ever since I set my eyes on you.” she purred seductively as she pressed herself to him against the toilet door. She could afford to do that since the toilet was kept squeaky clean and disinfected. Eric gazed at her in bewilderment.“So this was a set up.” he breathed, shaking his head in disbelief. “You lured me here for this? I should have known.” He hit his head with his hand, cursing himself for his
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Cl¡ck her£ to r€ad mor€ £pisode Episode 5 “O God!” Marvelous groaned as Oge and her four friends entered their classroom. The bell for break was rung a few minutes ago. She quickly glanced at Oleng, who was seated at the wooden chair beside hers. The poor girl was already shaking her head sorrowfully. Ezinne was frowning at her seat. “Oleng, Ezinne and Marvelous, come with me.” Oge announced and walked out of the class with her goons at her heels. The whole class including the boys felt sorry for the three friends as they walked quietly out of the class with Zinny sighing in anger. That was good bye to their break time. They followed their seniors to the school farm. Last time it had been the school poultry. “Go on your knees.” Oge told them harshly when they got there. They quietly went on their knees on the loamy soil beside the ridges. Zinny was the last to go down. “What did you tell Edward?” Oge demanded curtly. The three friends exchanged looks. Oleng groaned inwardly. So Eddy had kept his promise of telling Oge off them. “Nothing, Senior Oge.”Oleng informed her. Oge raised her hand and it landed hard on Oleng’s cheek. Tears ran down her eyes as she held her stinging cheek. “Who are you making eyes at?” Oge asked the frowning Zinny before giving her her own share of the hot slap. “So you girls had the guts to report me to Eddy. You weren’t afraid. By the way, what did he tell you?” she ranted. They cast their gaze on the ground. “What did he tell you bitches about me?” she screamed like a banshee.Her friends held her from kicking them. ”Leave me alone,” she screamed at them. “Let me teach these bitches a lesson for telling on me.” “You girls better tell her what Eddy told you or we’ll allow her beat you girls to death.” One of her friends advised the three friends. “Senior Beatrice, truly we didn’t tell Senior Edward anything and he didn’t tell us anything.” Marvelous quickly supplied. “Then why did he approach me? How did he get to know I punish you girls? Filthy liars!”Oge shrieked. “As for you Oleng or whatever you call yourself, I’ll deal with you. The few weeks I have left in this school will be very miserable for you. Because of you, Eric has been ignoring me but thank God he has finally come to his senses. If not for the school authorities, I would have marred your beautiful face for you, so that nobody will ever speak to you again especially your so-called best friend!” she hissed furiously. Oleng sniffed. “Girls, please keep them here while I go and meet the love of my life. You know what we planned na.” Oge instructed her friends smiling. “Remember to bring all the goodies you promised us from the canteen.” Gertrude reminded her, confirming why they were always ready to act as her slaves due to the favors they enjoyed from her because her dad was filthy rich. She popped the top button on her white shirt. “Trust me na. I’ll be back” she declared as she walked away wriggling her buttocks. Cl¡ck her£ to r€ad mor€ £pisode

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Episode 4
Eric sighted Oleng at their usual
waiting place and his face lit up
like a light bulb. She looked lost
in thought. For the umpteenth
time, he thanked God for
bringing her into his life. Oleng, his rare gem. It wasn’t just her beauty that
captivated him even though she
was a very beautiful girl. She
acted as if she wasn’t aware of
it though. Her chocolate skin
shone at all times, so much so that she’d been asked to
advertise a body cream but
she’d declined. Petite, that was the best way
to describe her. Her stature
always made him feel like lifting
her up in his arms and swinging
her around. The part of her that
captivated him the most was her pointed nose which he loved
touching. He couldn’t quite
contain what he felt for her.
Someday, he knew he would
have to voice it out but he
didn’t know how she would take it with her being a very shy and
reticent person. He finally got to her. “Hi
sunshine. Have you been waiting
here for long?” She shrugged and got up. “Not
really.”
They both walked hand in hand
out of the school with their
school bags on their backs. Ever since he got to SS1, he had
pleaded with his parents to allow
him to start walking to school
since it was just three streets
away. He felt like a child always
having to wait for their driver to take him to school and take
him back home again. Besides,
the large estate was a safe
place in Port harcourt; Woji and
he was grown up now. His
parents had obliged with the help of Damian, his elder brother.
In the past he’d always
instructed their driver to stop
by Oleng’s house to pick her up
since her house was on the way
to school but now they walked to school together and went
home together.
They talked about this and that
until they got to her house,
oblivious of their school mates
walking around them. “Will you come in?” she asked
when they got to her red iron
gate.
“Nope. Not today. My mum is at
home and I don’t want to
explain my whereabouts to her.” he answered, grinning.
“Mummy’s boy.” she teased.
He touched her nose playfully
and smiled again.
“Well, see you tomorrow then.
Don’t come late like you did today or I’ll walk to school
alone.” she threatened jokingly,
stabbing a finger in the air at
him.
“You wouldn’t.” he dared.
“Try me.” she countered, laughing.
He laughed and shook his head.
“See you tomorrow, sunshine.”
“Bye Ricky.” She opened the
small part of the gate and went
inside. Just as Eric was getting to the
end of the street, Edward and
Dave caught up with him. They
were all friends due to the fact
that they all lived on the same
street and got along. Dave was Eric’s close friend too. He
wasn’t as good looking as Eddy
or Eric but handsome
nevertheless. He was also an
introvert like Marvelous. As usual, Edward was talking
about girls.
“Eric, please stay clear of Oge.
I’ve already seen the color of
her panties.” he declared with
pride. Eric and Dave shook their heads
and stared at their friend as
they walked down the busy
street with students. “Whose panties haven’t you
seen in that class?” Dave
questioned in bewilderment. “None. I’ve gotten down with all
of them. All you have to do is
use the right words on them and
before you say ‘bed’, they are
down!” he laughed. The others laughed and shook
their heads. Eddy would never
change. They were used to him
and his escapades with girls. Edward gave Eric a quick glance
before saying, “Frankly, there’s
one girl I really would love to see
her panties but I know it would
be impossible because she
belongs to another.” “That has never stopped you
before. Who is she?” asked Eric. Eddy shook his head and
smiled.“Forget it.” “Tell us so we’d bet on it.”
Dave challenged. Edward glanced at Eric again
before saying, “Oleng.” Before anyone could say
‘What?’ Eric had punched
Edward. Students who were
walking around them quickly
stopped to watch the show while
those coming behind rushed forward. “Jesus!” Edward exclaimed and
held his bleeding nose. “Na play I
been dey o! I just wanted to see
your reaction. You didn’t have
to punch me na.” Eddy was
shocked. Eric wasn’t an advocate of violence. Eric’s eyes flashed fire as he
dropped his bag from his back
and palmed his friend on his
chest. Edward staggered
backwards. “Don’t you ever
joke with that sort of thing again. Oleng isn’t one of your
girls or play things.” Eric’s black
eyes were filled with fury as
Dave and some students held him
from punching Edward further. Edward raised both hands in
surrender. “Okay, lover boy. But
get down with her before
someone else does.” Edward
riposted as he brought out his
handkerchief from his pocket to wipe his nose. “You don’t know my Oleng at
all. My sunshine is not like that
and even if I want to get down
with her, I know how to play my
cards right.” Eric fired back with
strong masculine conviction. “Okay o! It’s my moons abi
stars who are like that? Eric,
you pack quite a punch! I’m
lucky my nose isn’t broken.
Edward moved his nose to the
left, then to the right with two fingers and winced. “Serves you right!” Dave
scolded him, releasing Eric from
his grip. He motioned for the
other students to unarm his
friend. Eric looked shame faced at his
outburst.“I’m sorry. Don’t joke
about my sunshine like that
again.” He looked around him at
the students who were still
watching the show. He lowered his head. He’d acted out of
character. d##n! “Okay. I just hope she’s worth
it.” “She is!” His eyes flashed anger
again. Edward was hell bent on
tempting him. He however
swallowed his anger even though
he felt like punching the lights
out of his friend. “Let’s go home” The ever
quiet Dave dermanded of them
when he noticed their school
mates were watching them
intently and making unfounded
remarks. He knew the news would be all over school the
following day; the true version
and the one garnished with lies.
Their cool headed senior prefect
had punched one of his closest
friends because of Oleng. “Alright.” Edward conceded
witheringly, smiling mischievously
as he continued wiping his bloody
nose. Eric wasn’t as cool headed as
everyone thought. It was good
to know that his friend would
fight for his girl. Sincerely, there
were times he wondered how
Oleng would be in bed but dared not tell Eric. Oleng was a very beautiful girl;
quiet but captivating even in her
serene nature. What he loved
most about her was her smile.
She had a shy, cool and charming
smile. He had to warn his classmates against approaching
Oleng because he now knew
Eric’s feelings for her ran deep
and he would be prepared to
fight anyone who dared to toy
with his “Sunshine”. With that thought, he said
goodbye to his friends and
knocked on his gate.
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Cl¡ck her£ to r€ad mor€ £pisode Episode 3 Oleng was mad but she controlled herself. Oge was her senior in class even if it was just a year and the school took seniority seriously. Oleng really couldn’t do anything because she had already been a victim of Oge’s wickedness. Oge punished her unnecessarily just because of Eric. She had told her face to face that she would deal with her because Eric refused to show her attention. She didn’t tell Eric because she knew it would only make matters worse. “That Oge is a harlot. Just look at the way she’s talking to Eric.” Ezinne asserted angrily. Oleng was appalled. “Zinny, please be careful. You know we’re in a public place.” “Whoever wants to report me to her should go ahead, I don’t care!” Ezinne retorted sharply. “After all, it’s not today she started punishing us for nothing. At least now her punishment would be justified.” “Does she punish you girls?” Edward questioned in surprise. “Yes, especially Oleng.” Ezinne replied tautly. Surprise was all over Eddy’s face. “Why? You girls are just one year her junior. I don’t punish SS2 students. Only SS1 and below.” “It’s because of Eric. She’s jealous of Eric and Oleng.” Marvelous spelt out bluntly. Edward smiled. “I see. Does Eric know about it?” “No. Oleng refused to tell him. She’s scared that Oge’s punishments becoming worse.” Marvelous responded drily. “Why Oleng?” Edward queried the silent Oleng. “You know Ricky na. He’d blow the whole thing over proportion and that will only make Oge more furious. I don’t want any trouble. She’ll soon graduate with him. I’m prepared to continue suffering in silence till then.” Oleng remarked clamly. Edward smiled and rubbed his hand on his chin. “Don’t worry. I’ll handle her.” “No Eddy. I don’t want any trouble.” Oleng pleaded. “It’s no trouble at all. There are many ways to kill a rat. It’s just to tell her that if she doesn’t back off, I’ll tell everyone what happened between us at the back of the hall on Valentine’s day.” He smiled mischievously, leaving the others dumb founded. Just then the bell to announce break over was rung. Oge gave Eric a peck and left, shaking her buttocks. He walked up to the others as they got up from their seats. He noticed that Oleng refused to meet his eyes. He stood before her but she still wouldn’t look at him. She walked away amidst the students trooping out of the canteen. “I’ll meet you in class, Eddy.” he told Eddy who smiled and left. Eric hurried up to meet Oleng, Marvy and Ezinne. He held Oleng’s hand and she stopped walking. She still wouldn’t look at him. “Marvy and Zinny, please excuse us.” He requested of her friends who shrugged and walked away. “What’s wrong, sunshine?” he asked softly after studying her steadily. She stared at her sandals. “Nothing. Why do you ask?” “Why were you ignoring me?” he prompted. “I wasn’t ignoring you. It’s break over.” she replied, still with her eyes on her sandals. “Sunshine, look at me.” Eric coaxed gently. She raised her head slowly to look at him. “Is that the green eye monster I see there?” He threw her own words back at her. Oleng couldn’t help smiling. Eric noticed again her charming smile and savoured it. She hit his chest playfully. “And you accuse me of having many admirers?” “Oge is just a friend.” he asserted cooly. “Uche is just a friend.” she replied, smiling. He laughed. She laughed too. He held her hand and they walked towards their classrooms, ignoring the students who were looking at them and smiling. There were a few jealous ones frowning though. “So long as they don’t come in between us.” he stressed with emphasis. “Never.” she firmly declared. “Ditto.” he concurred. “See you later.” Eric told her when they got to her classroom. “Bye” she responded and went into the classroom just as two of her classmates who entered with her giggled and said, “Love nwa tin tin!” The embarrassed Oleng went quietly to her seat. At closing, Oleng went to where they normally sat to wait for the boys at break time; the wooden benches at the recreational area. After a short while, she saw Eric advancing towards her. She noticed both junior students and senior students alike hailed him as they passed. Her best friend was indeed drop dead gorgeous. A head taller than most of his mates, his skin was so light he was called a half-caste by almost everyone he came in contact with. Most people thought he was of mixed birth but only a few knew that his dad was the half-caste. Eric’s paternal grandmother was an American while his paternal grandfather was a Nigerian; that made his dad half American. Eric took after him in coloring while Damian, his elder brother took after their chocolate skinned mum. Eric had white features and spoke with a slight accent. His mother had given birth to him when they were based in America. They’d relocated to Nigeria when he was five. They still went there on hols. Oleng thought all these, coupled with his brilliance, made him a favorite amongst girls and boys alike, teachers and the school authorities. She was indeed fortunate to have him as her best friend. Despite these wonderful qualities, Eric was very humble. His beauty, brilliance and wealth never got into his head. Everyone was equal to him. It was little wonder that Senior Oge and the girls in his class wanted him for keeps. It was very unfortunate for them that he refused to date anyone. They all blamed her and were jealous of her. She shrugged. It wasn’t as if Eric had asked her out or anything so she wondered what they wanted to kill her for. Losers! She hissed.
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Episode 2 Oleng was the first to look away
shyly. She couldn’t describe her
feelings for Eric these days. She
was always breathless around
him. She couldn’t look into his
eyes again like she used to. She just couldn’t understand what
was happening to her concerning
him. He was no longer just her
best friend. She fantasized
sometimes about being his wife.
Her feelings for him now ran that deep. She prayed he would never find
out because she would die of
embarrassment since it looked as
if her feelings weren’t
reciprocated because girls were
always around him especially Senior Oge. She desperately
wanted her feelings to be
reciprocated. She was however
ready to take her secret to the
grave. She took a deep breath
and pushed her feelings aside. “Where’s Dave?” Eric shrugged. “I don’t know.” “I think he’s doing runs.”
Edward supplied smiling. “That’s all you know Eddy.”
Ezinne complained. Edward shrugged nonchalantly.
“But it’s the truth. Where’s he
now? He knows we normally
come here to wait for you girls
at break time before we go to
the canteen but he left the class before us without informing us
of his whereabouts. By the way,
where’s Marvy? Is she missing
too?” He grinned. “Maybe they
went to do runs together. We
better go and search the toilets and hidden spots in this school…I
really can’t imagine Dave and
Marvy getting down though.” He
burst into laughter.
Ezinne and Oleng got up to hit
him playfully while Eric laughed. “Marvy went to deliver a
message to her aunt in the staff
room. She’ll meet us in the
canteen.” Oleng informed them. “Alright! Alright! Let’s go to the
canteen then.” Eddy said after
fending off their hands and
stood up. Eric and got up also. They walked
quietly to the large red and
white canteen. The canteen was jam packed and
noisy as usual with students.
While the girls went to the table
reserved for the Senior Prefect,
close to the entrance of the
place, the boys ordered for snacks and drinks at the
counter. The students on the
queue gave way for Eric because
he was the Senior Prefect. Eric
thanked them in turn. They took
the goodies to the table and sat down to eat. It was while they
where eating that Marvelous
Ogaranya came to meet them
with her own snacks. She was
Oleng’s second closest friend.
Chubby in a cute way and dark in complexion, she was an
introvert though not with her
friends. She sat down beside Zinny at
the round wooden table. “Hi
everybody.” . They greeted her in return
except for the naughty Edward
who asked, “Where’s Dave?” Marvelous shrugged. She
removed the wrap from her
meat pie. “I don’t know. Was he
looking for me?” “Don’t mind this silly boy. Just
ignore him.” Ezinne told her. She
bent her head to look under the
table in order to locate the
position of Eddy’s legs before
stamping one of them hard with hers. He yelped and she laughed. They continued eating and
talking about this and that. It
was a very lively affair. Looking
from the outside, one would
notice how close they all were
especially Eric and Oleng who couldn’t keep their eyes off
each other. Towards the end of
their meal, Ezinne suddenly said,
“O no! Here comes the b###h.” Oge Dialu walked majestically to
where they were seated. Her big
busts jiggled as she moved
toward them with arms akimbo.
Her fair complexion shone and
she took delight in the fact that all eyes fell on her artistically
beautiful face even though she
was vertically challenged. “Hi Eric.” She batted her eyes
at him seductively, ignoring
everyone else at the table.
“May I have a word with you?” Eric groaned inwardly. He was
sick and tired of her overtures
but could do nothing about it.
“Sure.” he said and got up,
“Please excuse me.” he told the
others but glanced at Oleng who lifted a shoulder nonchalantly. Oge held his hand and they both
went outside the canteen to
where she made sure they could
see them. She stood close to
Eric, touching his shirt buttons.
She brushed aside imaginary flecks from his curly hair. She
didn’t really have anything to
say to him but she wanted to
stamp her ownership in front of
the whole school. If she could pee
all over him, she would have done it. Who wouldn’t love to
have Eric for a boyfriend? It was
a thing of conquest for any girl
to call him her boyfriend. She
would do everything within her
power to get that title. She moved closer to him and tried to
rub her big frontal twins on his
chest but he moved back a step.
Disappointed, she sighed. She
took consolation in the fact that
her lacy black bra could be seen by all and sundry through her
white shirt. She tried to get his
attention to her chest by
twirling a finger on her tie but
his gaze was fixed above her
head. She sighed again.

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Episode 1 “Your sweetheart is coming.”
Edward Chianumba announced to
his friend, Eric Conrad. Eric looked up from his markings
on the sand and smiled. Indeed,
his sweetheart was coming. His
sunshine, his best friend. He didn’t quite know when or
how but he knew he had fallen
irresistibly in love with her. He
threw the stick away, sat back
on the wooden bench and
watched his approaching childhood sweetheart. The sun
beating down hard on the earth
didn’t even make him squint his
eyes. It was as if he was in a
trance. Memories flooded his
brain. He continued watching her
intently as she approached them
along with her friend, Ezinne
Uzoma. She looked good as usual
in their unique uniform of
burberry pencil skirt, white shirt and black tie. It was completed
with white socks and black
sandals. He felt his heart beat
faster than normal as it usually
did whenever she was around
him. “As I was saying, Kemi is my
latest target. Men! If I don’t get
that girl, I might die….Eric…Eric…
here we go again!” Edward
complained when he realized his
friend was no longer listening to him but looking steadily at his
childhood sweetheart with a
stupid smile on his face. He wondered at the kind of love
between these two and also
wondered if he would ever find
such love. As he stared at his
friend, lost in thought, he was
surprised to see Eric suddenly frowning. He followed the
direction of his gaze and smiled
mischievously. Uche, their
classmate had stopped Oleng for
a chat. Eric tried to control himself
because he felt like going over
there to warn Uche to stay
away from his girl. He shook his
head. Oleng wasn’t his girl. He
had not made his feelings known to her nor asked her to be his
girlfriend. Everyone knew they
were the best of friends and
have been friends since he was
six and she, five and now they
were sixteen and fifteen years old respectively. They had come
a long way together. He couldn’t pinpoint exactly
when he had started developing
feelings of love towards her. At
his study time, when he was
supposed to be reading,
thoughts of her always infiltrated his mind. He would
stare at her photograph over
and over again. He couldn’t t
tell her of his feelings lest he
ruin their friendship. He didn’t
know if she felt the same way towards him. Looking at the way
she was smiling at Uche made him
think his love wasn’t
reciprocated. It made him sad. Ezinne who had been glaring at
Uche with her upper lip curled in
disdain left them and walked
towards where he and Edward
were seated on the bench.
Ezinne, Oleng’s closest female friend, a very slim, black beauty
with a sharp wit usually didn’t
mince words when it came to
saying her mind even though she
was a very loyal person. “Hi Eric, hi Eddy.” she hailed
when she got to them. “Hi, Zinny.” Eddy hailed also. “Hi to you too, Zinny.” Eric
greeted as she sat down beside
him on the bench to glare at
Oleng and Uche still chatting. “Eric, you should tell Oleng to
stop pretending and start
showing her true feelings.”
Ezinne said angrily. Eric’s face showed surprise.
“What do you mean?” “She isn’t enjoying that
conversation. She’s just too
polite to tell him she’s tired of
it. She’s like that with every
guy who approaches her.
Sometimes, she is so nice, I feel like killing her.” Ezinne put her
hands together as if she was
wringing the neck of a chicken. “Come on, Ezinne. Oleng is a very
beautiful girl. She should enjoy
the advances made towards
her.” Eric countered. “Not when she’s got you.
You’re the guy in her life so
others should just get the
message.” Zinny put her right
leg over her left leg and hissed
in anger. “Zinny, are you saying this out
of jealousy, since they all
approach her and none spare
you even a glance?” Edward
quipped with a smile. Ezinne glared at him. “Eddy, if
you weren’t my senior in class, I
would have bitten you right now
for that nonsense you just
sprouted.” Edward smiled in a charming
manner. “You can bite me
anytime, Ezi mummy,” he
chuckled. “But you know
where.” “God! You’re incorrigible!” she
exclaimed in disgust. The boys
laughed. Edward was a notable flirt. His
tall, dark and handsome features
made him a ladies man coupled
with his charming personality.
Just sixteen, he used his good
looks and honey-coated tongue to win girls over and sleep with
them. He saw himself as God’s
gift to girls. Just then, Oleng came to meet
them. She stood before Eric. “Hi Ricky. Hi Eddy.” she hailed,
smiling shyly as she did lately
whenever she was close to Eric. Eric smiled. She was the only one
who called him ‘Ricky’ and he
loved it. “Hi Oleng.” Eddy hailed also,
gazing intently at her beautiful
face. “Hi sunshine.” Eric smiled. “I can
see your admirers are increasing
by the day. Tell them they have
to pay homage to me first
before they attempt speaking to
you.” Oleng laughed. Eric and Edward
were captivated by her musical
laugh and beautiful face for the
umpteenth time. “Don’t tell me it’s the green
eye monster talking in you. Uche
is just a friend.” She sat down
beside Zinny. “And pigs fly,” retorted Ezinne. Oleng turned to fix her gaze on
her irate friend. “Zinny, you
know it’s not like that. He just
wants us to be friends. Nothing
special.” “Akwuko.” Ezinne chipped in Igbo
language. Oleng hit her playfully. “You
know vernacular isn’t allowed in
school.” Eric shrugged. “Whatever you
say. Just
know I’ll kill anyone who tries to
toy with your heart.” he
solemnly declared. She turned to
look at him intently. Their eyes met and held.

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Hello, my name is ‘Folabi, i
drive a cab for a living.
Don’t worry am not an
illiterate,i finished from
OOU. I studied psychology,
came out with a 2.2 and dont insult my school, not
unless you want an ass-
whopping. If you finished
from OOU of recent, you will
notice the tiring and
unyielding process of getting a certificate out. I
was meant to start a nice
decent white collar job but
for the most part of it, It
dint happen. My folks stay in Abeokuta, but
as a rebellious child that I am, I
left home for school in Ijebu Igbo
and never went back to
Abeokuta asides on visits during
the holidays. My father is exactly my biggest fan because I
changed universities a couple of
time due to cult wahala. Moving on, after finishing in
school, I moved to lagos with or
without my parent’s blessing.
Not my first time in lagos
anyway, during school I followed
a cult squad to bust a guy in lagos,I was the driver, it kinda
felt like Jason Statham for a bit.
I love driving thats one of my
hobbies, i have driven all sorts of
cars, I was the designated drunk
driver for my group, alot of my friends felt safe anytime I drive.
The first few months in lagos
without a job was crazy. I am managing a minimal
accommodation with a friend at
Fola Agoro, been a good homely
boy that I am, my friend’s uncle
owns a private cab company. He
gave me a cab to manage for him. I was grateful because I was
sick and tired of all the sitting at
home, doing nothing and chasing
neighborhood girls and bored
house wives. I have been doing this for quite
sometime now, friday nights are
the craziest nights and fun of all,
taxi drivers see all sorts of
things on that night, things that
make the male member jerk in my trousers with all the indecent
dressings and some of them
changing into outrageous outfits
in the cab, they dont usually
mind me peeking at them
through my rear-view mirror. Last friday night started like the
usual one, I had already picked
and dropped some ladies on the
island. Ladies can like to price
cabs despite that my own cab
has A.C. How can you hope to take an A.C
cab to the island for N800? Hian! I was driving around the town, it
was like 11pm. I drove to
eCenter at Sabo to chill a bit.
Most people who came to
eCenter on fridays usually move
over to the island for some more intense clubbing. I was having an
awesometime looking at what
daughters of Eve wore the night. Some times, I think i should
actually be clubbing and live my
life like some of these people but
the thing is I don’t have a
choice,I escaped pass in school by
whiskers, if I don’t fight for my right to good life, no one will.
The simple fact that third class
isn’t classified as brilliant
spurred me to strive for more. My cab was parked infront of e-
Center, when a girl stumbled out
of the entrance to the gate. Not
really stumbled, she almost
tripped, I looked over the floor
but nothing was there, parking close to the exit of the building
allowed full view of everywhere.
She came over to the side of my
car, she knocked the window, I
pulled the window lever and it
came down slowly. She opened her mouth and
alcohol oozed out of her breath, “V.I,” she said
“Where in victoria island” I
asked
“Megaplaza” she replied
“N3,000 ” I answered She laughed gently, removed her
face and looked above my cab,
as she did that, her chest was in
my full view, her boobs were big,
her body tone was a problem,
she was almost white. Already in my head, i could imagine how red
her nipples would be. How her
areola would be, her brazilian
hair was disturbing my view and
she re-adjusted and brought
back her face into the window. “N2,000” she bellowed with her
eyes shut. “You seem like a nice girl, how
about N2,500” i said in my fake
British accent which I acquired
from watching hundred of hours
of American TV shows… She took herself back, surprised
with my accent, my favorite
accent is British accent.It just
rolls off the tongue differently,
very sexy. She was definitely surprised that
I could speak fluent english. I
wasnt looking badly myself, I am
not ugly that I am sure of. She got into the front seat and
that was when I was lost for a
second, her sexy thighs looked
like heaven. she flung her head
to the back totally oblivious of
the situation, she was stoned for sure. She was high but quite
visible that she could still manage
herself. I was stealing glances at
her when she asked when we
would be leaving. I told her I had to do check
something in the glove
compartment and then we would
be off in a second. Her tanktop wasn’t helping
matters, imagine if Salma Hayek
or Sofia Vergara was wearing a
tanktop, that’s disaster for
everyone who would be walking
or driving. The ignition came on, I wrote
some party jams into a cd at
home, I put it in and the first
song that came off it was M.I ft
Brymo- Action film. The speakers in my car are the
ones to die for, I brought special
speakers myself and yanked out
the manufacturer’s own to put
mine in. She was brought back to
life with the upbeat song, music animal.
We got talking, I asked why she
was going to Marquee. “My friends are on the island.”
she replied “You don’t party alone? How
about your boyfriend?” I
responded “I broke up with my boyfriend
when I moved back in February”
she replied in American accent She was responding to me with
her head back, trying to catch a
little sleep before she gets to
Marquee. I was staring hopelessly and for
the sake of my life, I wasn’t
speeding, i was doing less than
80km/hr. I was enjoying my selection of
music as my male member kept
pushing me to look into tanktop.
I ran into the smallest pothole I
saw, just to make sure the
boobs fall out of the tanktop. It almost fell off somewhere along
3rd mainland as I swerved away
from one stupid driver who was
trying to overtake me, some
part of her areola showed. She came back to life with that
swerve. She looked around,
almost like trying to recollect
where she was. she saw me, and
noticed my hard-on and totally
ignored. She opened her bag to look for her phone, she brought
it out and no call had come in
yet. She was feeling
uncomfortable at her side, we
were almost entering into V.I, we
got off the bridge from the Muson Center area. She slipped
her hands into her thighs, at
this point, i was losing it
completely. She moaned out softly “I
seriously need a shag, this
alcohol isnt helping me at all” Firstly, I wanted to believe this
wasn’t happening, that I was
merely imagining things… but this
is happening for real. I wasn’t sure how to respond
to her proposition. I used all the
braveness in me, i summoned all
the strength i had in me and
gently placed my hands on her
laps. I was expecting all sorts of insults to rain down from her
mouth, in fact, a slap would have
been appropriate but what
happened next baffled me more.
She did nothing! This definitely was gonna be a
swell night, i had sex a couple of
nights ago but this one is
definitely gonna be spectacular.
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