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daintyprincess


In my 300 level days, by happenstance I became an acting speaker in my Dept. I was never into student Union politics until the day the Gen Sec gave me an invitation to go speak on behalf of the department at an oratory contest.
That was how I met the president and consequentially I became the acting speaker in the short run. However the semester break was approaching and the house has to be inaugurated before the break.
On inauguration day I got to meet the other reps from 200 and 100 levels. I was the only one representing my level, no 400 level student amongst us. Hence I was made acting speaker.
So there was only one lady in the house from 100 level. I will call her Binta for some reasons.... Binta is an hausa girl, endowed financially and physically. Grew up in Jos.
I think she took a liking to me from day one but I never noticed, I was more focused on task at hand and didn't want to look stupid so I barely noticed her that day. Infact after the inauguration I totally forgot about her until one day, I saw a hi on my WhatsApp and I responded, then she began to introduce herself and I was like wow sorry I....
To cut it short, we became chat buddies henceforth and then she wanted me to be putting her through legislative duties and how to speak fluently publicly. I concurred but let me state that I never had any plan to date or bed her but both happened at least the bedding....
When we resumed and I saw her in person again, I saw that she was having big ikebe, I mean big ikebe. For real. But yet I didn't lust after it. I was determined to mind legislative business as the leader but things changed after one or two sittings as she became the clerk of the house meaning she has to work directly under my supervision. Hmmmm.
She calls me most of the time, enticing me with drinks and food or gist's. She was ambitious, that one.
Let me leave the legislative business out of it and focus on our romance....
One night we met at departmental party in an hotel off campus, we came seperately because I was an organiser so I was there very early. I didn't have a girlfriend then. I go out mostly with boys.
When she arrived, she just clunged to me and became my shadow, I don't dance but she dragged me to the dance floor and even bought me alcoholic beverages but I insisted on not drinking publicly, she kept the drinks in her bag to my amazement.
After the party it was dark, she stays on campus, I stay in town, I handed her over to the vice president, a lady who also stays in town to take her home to her place but somehow the arrangement didn't work and I already assumed that she had left. She didn't want to go and she was even downright heady about it, she insisted on staying with me but I didn't want to create some impressions.....
I was sorting things out with the president and the hotel manager when my phone rang....
It was Binta on the phone, she said the vice President was drunk and her boyfriend had taken her to an undisclosed location and they had abandoned her (Binta) at a filling station not too far away. This was some few minutes to 12am. What?
Someone I thought was already in bed.
She was all alone at the filling station.
No vigilante in sight. Wow well the president drives an Audi. I borrowed his car and picked her at the filling station then I took her to my place and left her there after making sure she was comfortable for d night.
I went back to the hotel, that was where I slept, with the president and some excos. I didn't talk about Binta or the drunk VP.
We just drank, I got to know that night that the president is a chain smoker of cigarettes, I smoke hemp then but I couldn't smoke openly as I don't smoke cigarettes, so I just drank Stout after Stout and I was alright.
I forgot about Binta until the very next morning when my phone rang at 5am. It was Binta she asked me to start coming that she just wants me to come. Hmmmm. I told the president and his excos I was leaving. I think he gave me an envelope.
I pocketed it and left.
I jogged to my house it took about 20 minutes.
The Muslims were going to pray and the day was slowly waking.
When I knocked the door to my room, I heard a clap from within, I didn't understand, I knocked again, two claps....
Then I understood that she was praying so I just sat on the foot mat at my dormouth ( is there ever anything like that?)
Some minutes later she opened the door after asking who it was, she appeared with a big smile.... Hmmmm she was wearing pyjamas, pyjamas? How did she come by d pyjamas?
On entering the room I saw that she had made noodles and fried egg and tea.
I didn't think she slept cos my laptop was unlocked and playing an Bollywood movie. The battery was already low.
She welcomed me with a mighty bear hug and gave me tea as I settled, then she started talking about yesternight. How the VP lost her manners and the boy friend started handling her on the road, she said she intentionally lagged behind them because it was annoying, and the couple didn't even notice her disappearance if not they would have called now, it was surprising.
I never knew the VP drinks but it's not like I mind or care, they don't know I smoke Igbo as well.
Well after many topics, relevant and irrelevant, I politely told her I will like to relax before I take her back to school presumably around 8/9. She just laughed and said no o. She will stay till evening if I wasn't expecting a guest.
I said I wasn't but.... She said but what?
I said nevermind, stay all u can, there's food in the kitchenette, eat all u can, feel at home.
We made jokes then I asked about her pyjamas, she said she had it in her bag, I said really?
She said yes that she knew she was going to need it but I wondered if all d ladies at that party came with pyjamas in their bags too, some had small purses tho, but I have learnt never to underestimate what a ladies purse might contain.... I once saw a pet snake in a weird ladies purse, a not so tiny pretty snake...
So she came prepared..... For what?
Well most babes and even guys that stay on campus complain of boredom so they do come to town for fresh air especially weekends and this was a weekend... Hmmm.
She had seen all d pics on my laptop and she must have rummaged the house too because she kept asking random yet somewhat related questions like someone trying to put one and two things together.
I answered d best I could and dozed off.
Meanwhile I slept on the rug and she got the bed.
She played blues on my laptop.
Some minutes later I felt a hand on my chest, picking the hair.
Hmmmmm.
I gradually came to my senses but my eyes remained closed.
I said, Binta, u know what u are doing right?
She froze. Then she continued. I asked again, Binta do u know what u are doing?
Yes, she said timidly but her hand was moving down to my abdomen now.
I held her hand and said pls stop.
She said why.
I said just stop.
She said " don't u like it?"
I said I do but I don't like d idea.
She said why.
I said I am the speaker and u are d clerk now.....
Then she said " and we are in your HOUSE now lol."
I sighed.
She said come and sleep on the bed.
I opened my eyes and looked at her, she looked away but looked right back at me.
Her eyes were pleading.... For what for gosh sake.
I said ok.
I moved to the bed.
She put her head on my chest and said she is listening to my heart. I pretended to be snoring and she covered my mouth with hers.....

Which kin nonsense writings be this...
Go and join HK and hustle ..

So her mouth was on mine.... in mine.... oh my and somewhere burna boys heavens gate was playing in the background....


Believe me, I tried feebly to put up some sort of futile resistance but Binta can kiss, that one.


She made me do many things to her bumbum but then she did many things to me that I didn't know if I was moaning or whimpering like a baby dog.


Let's spare the erotics, so what's interesting about Binta, Binta was actually a psychiatrist patient, what happened was that she was dropped as a kid, she was accidentally dropped on her head, her occiput, a part of her brain has been damaged since then so she could occasionally have fainting bouts of she don't avoid noise or use her drugs.... I never saw her her drugs or see her use it though.... The symptoms we're almost similar to epilepsy but she wasn't epileptic , she was psychiatric....

She never had incidence until I left school except one evening when were in a Keke from Bank area to Zamfara international students hostel and the Keke swerved too sharply and almost turned.... We were all frightened but it took a lot of time to bring Binta back to her senses after this accident.... we were going to have drinks before going to PFA to see a play but we cancelled, the next day I had to check her into a flight to her brother in Minna....

When she told me I couldn't believe this because she looked perfectly healthy to me but her problem wasn't physical, it was mental.... But anytime any day I was always praying that she don't become psychotic like in that movie Psycho.... She was a big black skinned girl with tiny waist and big booty.... What could have gone wrong....

She started a foundation before she left school, if I mention her real name, some Kwarans may know who I am talking about....

icebird25:
Which kin nonsense writings be this... Go and join HK and hustle ..

It's a memoir....

You see that president I mentioned earlier, That was my friend let's call him but I always call my president friends Mr President.... I had four Presidents as my personal friends when I was at school, two consecutive presidents in my department, the faculty president, the SUG president was an acquaintance, the president FESSU UNILORIN was my friend, the president of my Faculty ELITE CLUB was my friend and I succeeded him eventually, he was also a senate president.... I call all these people Mr President almost all the time, I hardly use their personal names....


So that president I mentioned earlier, let's call him Pres Adekunle now.... he had a girlfriend in my class.... the girlfriend had a girlfriend in my class as well, the girl is called Tosin, I have always been eyeing her....

One day I was out of town, infact I was in Ondo state but the president had his girlfriend call me ( she was now a member of my house, representing my class as well) she said the president needs my presence at 4pm at Lord's and queens hotel.... that hotel was in my neighborhood.


When any president calls you for a meet, the expenses will always be on you.... Especially when it happened off-campus.

Most student presidents were extravagant to the best of my knowledge.... They usually come with at least one companion.

So I returned to kwara state in time and don't have to keep him waiting

I was there at 3.30 and was working up my Dutch courage, the president drinks Williams and he often smokes dunhill, that dunhill I personally think it smells like burnt dried baby shit....

He arrived at 3.55 with two people, one was his security and he sat at the bar on a high stool, he was a very tall guy, his legs still touched the ground, we call him Longlife and prosperity....


The other one was his girlfriend, my class mate, an honourable member of my house, she wants to be the next president, I already know....

I was the acting speaker and I know she wants to know if I naturally want to be the substantial speaker next year of if I will run for president ....

I planned to tell her that I have no interest in becoming an exco.... I will likely return to the house though because I am most experienced lawmaker from our class and if I don't return there would be an unnecessary vacuum.

That I am sure of, but becoming the speaker is another thing.... considering the fact that if she returned to the house too, she has the credentials and entitled to be the speaker, so I plan to leave that question unanswered if it arose....

President Adekunle, sitted, produced his cigarettes and fired away as his gf Alicia starts to tell me that she will like to know what I can do about screening candidates for executive posts before the election....

I said I could initiate an amendment to the Constitution if need be....


So would need be

President Adekunle cleared his throat.... He said he knew that Binta my secretary ( actually clerk of the house) too wants to be vice president.... Pres Adekunle knows of my illicit relationship with Binta the clerk of the house....

But we can't have a female president and a female vice president.... it has never happened because the Constitution forbids it....


The president and the vice can not be of the same gender, either Alicia or Binta will have to reconsider their ambitions since both were popular candidates....

I was in the middle of this situation it was obvious I was the one to do something....


Alicia wanted to bribe me with her friend Tosin, that I have been eyeing for a long time but she was always running from me, Alicia invited me to dinner that night, Tosin will be there, I should not bring my handbag Binta, bla bla bla....


The president knows I don't want to be president but Binta wants me to be president and she will be my vp, Alicia wants Binta and I to remain in the house so that she can be president....


The president and Alicia knows that I will naturally support Bintas ambition which will affect Alicia's ambition to be president....


I was the man....

Pres Adekunle gets drunk easily when you let him drink, he didn't say much, it was Alicia's meeting anyway....


Alicia subtly wanted me to invite Binta to the table but I told her Binta was out of town whereas I knew she was at Zamfara international....

I tried to insist that I will bring her to dinner but Alicia totally disagreed, she actually insisted that Tosin will be there and wants me to talk to her.... Hmmmm First ladies can be so presumptuous and you don't turn down their dinner....

That evening at dinner, I appeared in white Jalabia, white slippers and white cap, the cap and shoe were Fendi, I wore a body spray that I can't remember the name now


Adekunle and Alicia were at the gate when I arrived, Tosin was in there somewhere

We exchanged hugs, pleasantries and we all smell nice, they were in white too, Alicia likes to wear very short dresses when she is off campus, she has small petite stature and very cute like Indian, she even has natural dot on her temple between her eyes....

Her friend Tosin was dark and lovely, fresh, she makes dresses and sometimes cake, she has dimples but she was arrogant....

We go to the same church and we go out sometimes but she thinks that her money is important than anything sometimes, we weren't just classmates, we had chemistry but we can't call it dating and we often miss each other, Binta and Tosin act like rivals even though none of them was technically my girlfriend....


That evening Tosin wore yellow and gold colours, she looked like a flower, she was at the table and everywhere was lit, there was a whole chicken sitting in a plate and white rice, and vegetables, eggs, dodo, chivita, apple cider and cigar....


we hugged and lips touched briefly.... Alicia and Tosin served


After food and smoking, Adekunle and Alicia were in the kitchen doing something and I was with Tosin on the verandah, she was talking about business and I needed a cake, she was bringing at noon the next day but she want me to take her to cinema now, it was around 7 pm, the mall closes at ten.... She said we will stop at her place to change into something sporty, I was already calling cab on my phone when Alicia arrived and insisted that we don't leave. Why


She said Adekunle had just received a call that there was a Robbery in progress in town, that it was at that new filling station almost at Tanke junction, there was a police patrol stationed at tipper garage but the policemen wouldn't confront the robbers who were shooting sporadically but we were far from that area that's why we didn't hear gunshot....

We went inside....

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henndukwe18:
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Its a memoir of my University days

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Its a memoir of my University days

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