The kiss was back. Flabby or nor, I caressed and squeezed her boobs as if they were the most attractive boobs on earth.Despite that it was early morning, we were seriously sweating. She gripped as she climaxed and I got to the peak too.

We went to the bathroom to shower together.

'Do you always make love to a woman like that?' she asked. I was bemused.

Make love? Did we make love? I honestly thought it was better to describe what we had as frenzy intercourse. But, again, I kept my opinion to
myself.

'Not exactly,' I answered.

'What does that mean?'

I grinned. 'It means I do like to do that to only special people like you.'

'You're good in toasting,' she commented. I kept quiet on that.

We finished bathing and we returned to the bedroom. She creamed her body while I dressed up. Daylight was here already.

'Let me have your number,' she said, handing her i-phone to me. I input the number and saved it under the name: Steve, the guy.

She dipped her hand inside her purse and counted out some money which she handed to me.

'Thanks,' I said and pocketed the money.

'You didn't count it,' she observed.

Again, I grinned. 'It's alright.'

She chuckled and continued with what she was doing. My task had been completed. I picked up my folder, bade her farewell and left the place.

I was quite late to the office that morning as I still had to go home and change clothes. By quarter after eight, Helen called.

'Good morning,’ she said. 'Hope no problem.'

'No,' I replied. 'I'll soon be in the office.

At twenty minutes to nine, I breezed inside the office. There was a lot of work to do. More customers were investing with us. Many others also
had claims to make. I was busy till afternoon. When I sent Helen to buy lunch for me, I also asked her to buy multi vitamin and supplements
capsules, in addition to the energy drink.

I could feel some pain on my back and I had no doubt that it came as a result of my special task. I took the food and the supplements. Then I went back to work. About five p.m., when it was a few minutes to the closing time, Helen was back in my office.


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The kiss was back. Flabby or nor, I caressed and squeezed her boobs as if they were the most attractive boobs on earth. She moaned and threw her legs. Just as she was invigorated by the night, so was I. I pounded her as if I had not had sex for a long time.

'Oh, Steve, oh Steve,' she moaned and that even made me become crazier. This time around, I dictated the pace and the style. Just when I felt

I was about to climax, I would stop, remove my dick and change the style. She kept moaning and urging me on. At a point, I made her to sit on
the stool while I knelt before her, holding her waist tightly and entering her. She held me by the neck so tightly I felt I would choke, but it was all a feeling. I pounded again and she screamed my name.

She might as well have value for her money. Then it was my turn to sit on the stool. I placed her on my lap, making her lap to encircle my waist. She kissed me as my organ went inside her. I jerked her and her breasts floundered. Despite that it was early morning, we were seriously sweating. She gripped as she climaxed and I got to the peak too.

We went to the bathroom to shower together.

'Do you always make love to a woman like that?' she asked. I was bemused.

Make love? Did we make love? I honestly thought it was better to describe what we had as frenzy intercourse. But, again, I kept my opinion to
myself.

'Not exactly,' I answered.

'What does that mean?'

I grinned. 'It means I do like to do that to only special people like you.'

'You're good in toasting,' she commented. I kept quiet on that.

We finished bathing and we returned to the bedroom. She creamed her body while I dressed up. Daylight was here already.

'Let me have your number,' she said, handing her i-phone to me. I input the number and saved it under the name: Steve, the guy.

She dipped her hand inside her purse and counted out some money which she handed to me.

'Thanks,' I said and pocketed the money.

'You didn't count it,' she observed.

Again, I grinned. 'It's alright.'

She chuckled and continued with what she was doing. My task had been completed. I picked up my folder, bade her farewell and left the place.

I was quite late to the office that morning as I still had to go home and change clothes. By quarter after eight, Helen called.

'Good morning,’ she said. 'Hope no problem.'

'No,' I replied. 'I'll soon be in the office.

At twenty minutes to nine, I breezed inside the office. There was a lot of work to do. More customers were investing with us. Many others also
had claims to make. I was busy till afternoon. When I sent Helen to buy lunch for me, I also asked her to buy multi vitamin and supplements
capsules, in addition to the energy drink.

I could feel some pain on my back and I had no doubt that it came as a result of my special task. I took the food and the supplements. Then I went back to work. About five p.m., when it was a few minutes to the closing time, Helen was back in my office.


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At twenty minutes to nine, I breezed inside the office. There was a lot of work to do. More customers were investing with us. Many others also had claims to make. I was busy till afternoon. When I sent Helen to buy lunch for me, I also asked her to buy multi vitamin and supplements capsules, in addition to the energy drink.

I could feel some pain on my back and I had no doubt that it came as a result of my special task. I took the food and the supplements. Then I
went back to work. About five p.m., when it was a few minutes to the closing time, Helen was back in my office.

'Are you going to see a client after closing today?' she asked.

I looked up at her and smiled. 'No.' I looked at her closely. 'Any problem?'

She gave me you-should-know look and smiled. I smiled back. I understood what she meant. But I suddenly started feeling unwilling to have intimacy with her. She had her boyfriend who should take care of her. Besides, I was beginning to see sex from business point of view. If I should be getting money from some women for offering 'sex service', why should I be dissipating my energy over giving it free? Was it not better I reserved and conserved my energy to when it would be needed most? Was it not better to let Helen go?

'What about your boyfriend? Is he not doing great to you?' I asked.

She frowned slightly. 'It depends on what you mean by great.'

'If he's doing well, I don't want to be a hindrance.'

'Who says you're a hindrance?'

I sighed.

'Have you got yourself another girlfriend?' she asked.

I would not say the truth so I shook my head.

She looked at me curiously. 'Are you getting tired of me?'

'Oh, no, Helen. I can't be tired of you.' I quickly answered, pulling her to myself and kissing her tummy. She lovingly held my neck. That meant
she was in the mood. I kissed her tummy again and she raised her shirt so that I could kiss the bare, flat tummy. She held my head against her body gingerly.

'I've told him I'm not interested again,' she suddenly blurted out. I instantly stopped what I was doing. 'Who?'

'My boyfriend.'

'What? But you just told me that all was well between you two.'

She shook her head. 'Yesterday, I told him it was all over.'

I looked at her wonderingly. 'Maybe you shouldn't have done that,' I said.

She shrugged. 'I'll get over it.'

'Sorry about that,' I offered.

'It's okay.' she pulled my head to her tummy again and I kissed it. My hands went underneath her shirt to her boobs. I realized that I was going
too fast with ladies. At the rate I was going, I would soon have a breakdown, or literally kill myself. I caressed Helen's full boobs for few seconds and stopped.

'Why did you stop?' she asked.

I sighed. 'I want to stop messing you up,' I replied.


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'It's okay.' she pulled my head to her tummy again and I kissed it. My hands went underneath her shirt to her boobs. I realized that I was going too fast with ladies. At the rate I was going, I would soon have a breakdown, or literally kill myself. I caressed Helen's full boobs for few seconds and stopped.

'Why did you stop?' she asked.

I sighed. 'I want to stop messing you up,' I said.

She looked surprised. 'How can you mess me up?'

I tried to look as puritan as possible. 'What do you call all this one we're doing in the office?'

She glanced at the wall clock in my office. 'Alright. It's closing time. Let's go home.'

I sighed again. 'You're a good lady, Helen. I should allow you to get a good man for yourself.'

She smiled. 'But I've got a good man for myself.'

I was surprised. 'Really? So fast? Well, congratulations. Now, I have to step aside.'

She smiled again. 'You're not stepping anywhere, because, you're the man I've got.'

I looked scandalized. 'Me? Are you joking?'

She stopped her smile and looked serious. 'I'm not joking, Steve.'

'But you can't say that, Helen.'

'And why not?'

I shook my head. 'Because I'm not a serious guy. I'm not stable.'

'Then, be serious, Steve. Be serious and be stable.'

I shook my head again. She didn't understand what I meant.

She sat on my lap. Oh, dear Helen.

'Don't you have feelings for me?' she asked.

‘Of course, I do. Why will I be holding you so lovingly like this if I don’t?’

I caressed her waist softly.

'So, what are you waiting for?'

'I don't understand,' I said.

'Of course, you do. Why d'you find it difficult to propose to me.'

I opened my mouth. 'But it was just few minutes ago you told me you broke up with your boyfriend.'

Helen looked really sober, like somebody with a confession to make. She stood up from my laps and went to sit on one of my visitors' seats.

'Steve, I've been saying all that to make you feel jealous, and maybe become proactive. The last time I had a boyfriend was over three months
ago.'

I looked shocked. 'Tell me you're joking.'

'No, I'm not.' She looked at me furtively. 'I was thinking you would make the move. I’m sorry, I’ve been deceptive.'

I looked and her and grinned. She started working for me about three months ago, but I had tremendously enjoyed working with her. Helen
was thorough and mature. This twenty-eight year old lady had demonstrated efficiency, competence and coolness.

So far, I also realized that she was honest in monetary and financial dealings. Barely two weeks after working for me, I had invited her to the
joint where I relaxed. She came. After the drinks and the plates of pepper soup, I had asked her to make a brief stop-over in my house, and
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So far, I also realized that she was honest in monetary and financial dealings. Barely two weeks after working for me, I had invited her to the joint where I relaxed. She came. After the drinks and the plates of pepper soup, I had asked her to make a brief stop-over in my house, and she accepted the gesture.

That was the first time I made love to her. Since then, the coital acts had come naturally, and I thought all was just for the fun of it, without any strings attacked. Now, all she was telling me came as a surprise.

'Well, it’s okay,’ I said. ‘On my part, I'm sorry if I'm such a disappointment.'

She shook her head. 'It's not too late, Steve.'

What did that mean? Not too late to do what? But I smiled benignly instead. At the back of my mind, I understood what she meant. Helen was a wife material. She was a committed worker. I was the one that was not serious.

'Alright, Helen. I didn't say much to you because I felt your heart was with another man. Now, that I can see that it's not so, let's see how things work out.'

She seemed to brighten up. I stood up to meet her. 'You know what? Let's go to my house to talk more. I think it's better we discuss private matters there.'

Her smile became widened.

'Okay, Steve.'

We went home together in my car. My mind was busy on how best to handle her situation. She appeared to be a nice person, but was I really ready for making a commitment with a lady? Why not? Another part of my mind asked. At your age, were you not supposed to be married, or at least be committed to someone? Then, I decided that I would propose marriage to Helen.

The salacious task I was involved in must stop. For God's sake, I was already making good and cool money from TMM. Why couldn't I stick to
that? Why must I indulge in male prostitution all because I wanted to sleep with high-class women.

I didn't think my main reason for accepting that steamy task was the money I would make from it; no, I didn't think so. I had not even counted the money Madam Eno Michael gave to me, not to talk of spending from it. So, I could very much aver that the indulgence was not for
pecuniary purpose. Rather, it was for the thrills of it.

But, reasonably speaking, what body pleasure could I gain from Eno that I could not gain from Helen? What was so spectacular about holding a woman's big buttocks? Could her saggy boobs compete favorably with the firm, full and succulent ones like Helen's own? I had to put a stop to the lust trade, I decided. Next time Ms. Biola Amigos called that she had a special task for me, I would tell her no.


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But, reasonably speaking, what body pleasure could I gain from Eno that I could not gain from Helen? What was so spectacular about holding a woman's big buttocks? Could her saggy bust complete favorably with the firm, full and succulent ones like Helen's own? I had to put a stop to the lust trade, I decided. Next time Ms. Biola Amigos called that she had a special task for me, I would tell her no.

We got to my residence. Helen and I stepped inside my flat. It was a rare case that I returned home few minutes to six p.m., on a Friday, or any working day. But then, things were not always happening the same way. As soon as Helen sat on the sofa, I came to sit by herside. No, it was not for grabbing her for sex. It was for another matter more exigent.

'Let me start by appreciating all your efforts in the office,' I said. 'You've proved to be an asset. Thank you very much.'

'You're welcome,' she said.

'Now, on a personal level, on a very personal level, I hereby express my desire that you be my wife. What do you say to that, Helen?'

She gave a smile good enough for any for any advert on a beauty product.

'Are you sure, Steve?'

'Oh, come on, dear. I'm 100 per cent sure.'

She came to hug me. The hug had the affection of two lovers who had not seen each other in ages. When the hug was over, I looked at her
curiously.

'But, you've not said yes,' I pointed out.

'Yes, yes, yes,' she said, like a very excited school girl. We had a hug again. Strangely, I felt I really loved her from that moment. I was
impressed with myself that I had made someone happy. I prayed it would not be an ephemeral thing. I prayed it would really be for real.

'Henceforth, our status has changed. We're in courtship now, and you're my wife to be.'

'Oh, Steve.' The was she said it reminded me of Eno, but I quickly blot the latter out of my mind. I decided I would be a responsible man,
henceforth.

'Let me get us some drinks,' I said, standing up and moving to the kitchen. Helen looked very happy and believe me, I was happy that she was
happy.

I took two can of beer, while she took a can of Fanta. We were back in the sitting-room and we took our drinks. She snuggled to me on the
couch while I wrapped my hands round her shoulders. She looked so contended with the way I held her. There was no sex between us that
evening. We were just happy to be in each other's company. Later that night, when she was returning to her home, I accompanied her to where
she would get a bike, as usual. I slipped a folded two thousand naira notes into her hand.

'It doesn't have to be every time,' she said, trying to reject the money. 'I'm okay.'

'I know you're okay,' I quickly said. 'But take it, my dear.'

She finally took it.

'Thank you, honey,' she said. It was the first time she would be using such an endearment and it sounded so sweet coming from her mouth.

I smiled and bade her goodnight. I returned to my house, feeling I had discovered a treasure. Helen, now my fiancée, was my newly discovered
treasure!

The PHCN had done its worse by disconnecting power supply, but I put on the generator. I watched action movies on the cable channel until
past midnight. This night, I would sleep alone but I felt much happier compared with the previous night when I had slept with Eno. It was Friday
night and I would not need to wake up early the following morning to prepare for work.

By few minutes to seven that Saturday morning, I was still sleeping. I finally got up from the bed after seven. I went to ease my bowel in the toilet and I could my phone ringing. It was probably Helen, I thought. When I checked the caller i.d, it was an unknown number. Maybe a customer or a prospective one, I thought.


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By few minutes to seven that Saturday morning, I was still sleeping. I finally got up from the bed after seven. I went to ease my bowel in the toilet and I could my phone ringing. It was probably Helen, I thought. When I checked the caller i.d, it was an unknown number. Maybe a customer or a prospective one, I thought.

'Hello,' I said into the mouthpiece.

'Hello,' the voice answered. It was a female voice. 'How're you, Steve?'

The person knew my name. 'I'm fine. Sorry, who's on the line?'

'Eno,' she said. 'I need to discuss something with you.'

Discuss? Did I hear her right? What did she want to discuss with me?

'It's a big business. Give me the address of your place. I'll come around.’

A business? A big business? Well, I loved hearing about big businesses. The business must be connected to The Money Machine, I thought.
Maybe she would introduce more clients to TMM. I actually needed people like her to increase our customer base and grow the business.

'The address is 48, Kadiri Alowonle Street, Aguda, via Ogba,' I said.

'Okay. In the next one hour or so, I'll be there.'

I nodded. 'Okay.'

I decided to have my bath and looked good in a simple way. Then, I arranged the sitting-room so that everything would look primed up. Helen
called me few minutes to eight.

'Hello darling,' she greeted. 'I hope I didn't wake you up.'

'Oh, no,' I replied. 'I've been awake for some time now. How're you? '

'Fine. I called to hear your voice,' she went on.

I smiled. 'Oh, that was considerate of you. I'm glad you did that.'

'And to let you know that I'll be coming to your place later in the day.'

'That will be no problem, Helen darling. I'll be expecting you.'

'Okay. See you.'

'Yeah.'

Several minutes later, I could hear a car being driven inside the compound. I looked through one of my windows. It was an unknown black jeep. I
waited until the person behind the wheel came out of the vehicle. It was Madam Eno. I went out to meet her.

'Good morning, madam.'

She smiled upon seeing me. 'Good morning, Steve.'

In the broad daylight, she looked pretty and cool. She wore a short jeans skirt under a white t-shirt. She was not bad looking at all. I checked
myself and decided that I must control my thoughts.

I ushered her to my modest apartment.

'You've got yourself a nice, little place,' she said.

'Thank you. Please, sit down.'

She sat and I took a seat opposite her.

'Can I get you anything?' I asked.

'Oh, no. Don't worry.'

She studied the sitting-room briefly before turning to stare at me.

'Yes, let's discuss business,' she said.

I nodded. That was why she was here.


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She studied the sitting-room briefly before turning to stare at me.

'Yes, let's discuss business,' she said.

I nodded. That was why she was here.

'There's this person of mine who just came in from U.S.A. She flew into Nigeria yesterday, and she needs a male company this weekend.'

My mouth opened in surprise. 'Is that the business?'

'Of course.' It was her turn to be surprised. 'Why're you surprised?'

I shook my head. 'I thought you'll be linking me with someone who wants to invest something substantial into my business, TMM.'

She smiled. 'Well, this is another form of investment.'

I shook my head. 'I'm sorry, just last night, I made up my mind that I will not do that kind of thing again.'

She looked shocked. 'You can't be serious!'

'I'm very serious,' I said. 'I want to stop offering such a service.'

She looked at me intently and suddenly burst into laughter. What was funny? What did I say or do that she found hilarious? She soon stopped
the laughter and, again, looked intently at me.

'I can't believe what you're saying,' she said. 'Wait a minute, are you Steve Alowe?'

I wondered why she was asking. 'Of course, I am.'

'Were you the guy that came to my hotel room about two nights ago?'

It seemed this woman loved to ask questions. Why all these?

'Yes, I am.'

'Then, you don't mean what you're saying. Look, I've given her a very high rating about you. It's the kind of recommendation I've never given
about any man before. Come on, let's go. She's waiting and I'm ready to take you to her right now.'

I shook my head.

She chuckled, stood up and came to sit on the arm rest of my chair. 'If indeed you're serious and you want to stop it, let it be after this. I don't
want you to disappoint somebody I've given so much high rating about you. You can’t be a let-down at this time.'

Her right hand went to my shoulder and caressed it.

'Come on, Steve. Have you forgotten how you and I had a very good time together, so soon? Why are you now acting like a man without guts? I
can't believe you're doing this.'

She suddenly kissed me. It was a short but deep one, and it did the magic.

'Alright,' I found myself saying. 'I'll do it just this once. And, please, stop recommending me to any one again. What I really want are customers
that will invest into TMM. Those are the ones I want you to recommend me to.'

'Don't worry,' she replied. 'I can assure you that I will bring people that will invest into your business. That one is not a big deal. But, first thing,
first.'

I sighed and stood up. 'Okay. Let me change my clothes.'


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'Alright,' I found myself saying. 'I'll do it just this once. And, please, stop recommending me to any one again. What I really want are customers that will invest into TMM. Those are the ones I want you to recommend me to.'

'Don't worry,' she replied. 'I can assure you that I will bring people that will invest into your business. That one is not a big deal. But, first thing, first.'

I sighed and stood up. 'Okay. Let me change my clothes.'

She smiled delightedly at me. 'Oh, Steve, you're such a darling.'

She had got me. I grinned and went to my bedroom to change to more befitting wears. The t-shirt was a designer's own and the Chinos trousers, was brand new. I applied Givenchy perfume and wore leather pam shoes. Then, I suddenly remembered Helen. She had said she would come later in the day, now I was going out. I shrugged. I would call to let her know that I went to meet some clients in Lekki.

I returned to the sitting-room where Eno was waiting patiently.

'Wow. You look too good. I'm sure Anita will be very impressed, even merely looking at you.'

I smiled. 'Thanks for the compliments. Where's this friend of yours staying?'

'She's at Ikoyi.'

'Ikoyi?'

'Yes. I'll take you there. You don't have to bring your car.'

I nodded. 'Alright. I'm set.'

She stood up and went out to her jeep, while I locked up my apartment. I sat at the passenger seat in the Prado jeep. She drove towards Ogba,
then linked to Alausa and joined the major expressway.

'You really handled me well, that day,' she said. 'I want you to handle Anita the same way.'

I grinned. What a commendation! 'I'll do my best,' I said.

She nodded. 'Yes, I want you to do your best. I want you to give her something to remember when she goes back to the U.S.'

I nodded again.

'There's another thing,' she went on. I looked at her earnestly. 'She'll pay you in dollars.'

I smiled and asked myself if everything must be about money. Then I remembered that the money she paid me was still in my folder and I had not
even counted it.

She drove on towards Oworonshoki and joined the Third Mainland Bridge. I remembered I needed to let Helen know that I had left home to see a
client and might not be back until much later. I brought out my phone and called her.

'I'll soon be there,' she said.

'Oh, no,' I quickly answered. 'I'm sorry, there's change of plans. I'm presently not in the house. I'm on my way to Lekki, to see a client. You know
how far that place is. I may not be back until much later.'

'Ops.’ There was complete disappointment in her tone. ‘I'm already coming to see you.'

'I'm sorry, but don't worry. Tomorrow, I'll make it up to you - in cash and in kind.'

'It's not about money, honey,' Helen said. 'I love you.'

Her statement was touching, and briefly, I felt guilty about lying to her and embarking on what I wanted to do.

'I love you too,' I said. 'Don't worry, darling, I'll make it up to you in a very loving way.'

That softened her a bit.

'Okay, love. Take care of yourself, and be careful about Lekki babes. I want to have you only to myself.'

How prophetic! I grinned to myself again.

'No problem, dear. See you.'

'See you,' she answered and hanged up.

I sighed.

'Was that your babe?' Eno asked.

'Yes.'

She nodded and concentrated on her driving. From the bridge, we descended at Obalende and she drove to Ikoyi. Ikoyi Crescent was a very
neat and well-planned area. Of course, it was a high-brow area, compared with where I lived. We got to a duplex and she hooted the horn of
the car at the gate. A security man opened the gate and she drove in. The main building was painted in white, but behind it was detached
bungalow that looked like guest house. That was where Eno drove to and parked the car.

'Here we are.' She opened her side door and got down while I did the same. She preceded me to the guest house which had a small gate of its
own. She tried to open the main door, but it was locked.


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'Here we are.' She opened her side door and got down while I did the same. She preceded me to the guest house which had a small gate of its own. She tried to open the main door, but it was locked.

'She told me she would be dashing to V.I but would soon be back,' she said as she opened her purse to bring a small bunch of keys out, unlocked the door and opened it. She entered the large living-room. The furniture was tasteful and whoever did the interior decoration was a professional.

'Have your seat.' She motioned me to a chair.

'Thanks.' I sighed and observed the place. She brought out her phone and dialed a number.

'Hello. Where're you? I've brought the guy.’ She listened to the phone for a while. 'Okay.'

She turned to me. 'She said she'll soon be coming.'

I nodded and tried to relax back on the seat. 'That's okay.'

'Meanwhile, before she comes, let me try to entertain you.'

She smiled at me flirtatiously.

I was bemused. 'What?'

'Come on.' The smile was still on her face.

'What if she comes in?'

She shook her head. 'From what she said on the phone, she won't be here in fifteen minutes.'

I chuckled. 'Just fifteen minutes?'

'It's enough for quick one, isn't it?'

She was right. Fifteen minutes was enough for a quickie. I got up and went to her waiting hand, sitting by her side.

'Eno baby,' I said as I wrapped my hand round her neck. She responded in a most eager manner, giving me hot kisses. We didn't have much time, so I fondled her breasts briefly and stood up. She stood up too.

Few moments later, we could hear the sound of a car.

'End of fun, for now.' She smiled and pulled up her skirt while I put my trousers in place.

'That must be her.' She winked at me. 'Keep it up, Steve.'


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'End of fun, for now.' She smiled and pulled up her skirt while I put my trousers in place.

'That must be her.' She winked at me. 'Keep it up, Steve.'

I winked back and went back to my seat. Some seconds later, the door was opened and two ladies entered, each holding eatery shopping bag.
At a guess, one should be close to forty while the second one should be about my age. I wonder which one was her sister. I didn't wonder for long.

'Hello, sis,' the one that first entered, the older one, said.

'Anita,' Eno called her sister.

She came to give Eno a peck.

'Hi,' the other lady said. She seemed to have an affected tone.

'Welcome, Nancy,' Eno greeted. She smiled at them and faced me.

'This is Steve, the guy. Steve, here is my sister, Anita. The other lady is her friend, Nancy.'

'Hello, Anita. Hello, Nancy,' I greeted.

The two ladies regarded me briefly.

'Welcome, Steve,' Anita said.

'Hi,' Nancy replied.

Eno stood up. 'I'll like to excuse you guys,' she said.

'You're leaving us so soon, sister?'

'I'll be back,' she said.

She left us. I studied the two ladies. Anita looked more like an extrovert while her companion was obviously withdrawn and reticent. But maybe I should stop studying the two ladies. Nancy was the one I had business with. But then, they too were staring at me. I caught Nancy having that curious look of what kind of guy I was. Well, the feeling was mutual.

Anita turned to her friend. 'Let's have breakfast.' She turned to me. 'You're gladly invited, Steve.'

They went to the dinning-table and brought out food packs from the bag there were carrying.

'Come on, Steve, aren't you eating?' Anita called.

I had not eaten that morning. You better get well fed, I told myself and stood up to join them at the table. I sat next to Nancy while Anita sat at
the head of the table. She gave a pack to herself, one to Nancy, and handed me one.

'Thanks,' I said.

'Oh, it's nothing,' Anita replied.

I closed my eyes briefly and said, or rather, muttered a short prayer.

The two ladies smiled and looked at me in a bemused way at each other.

'See who we've got here,' Anita said jokingly. 'A pastor!'

Nancy smiled but said nothing. We started to eat the fried rice and fried chicken.

'So, what d'you do for a living?' Anita asked me.

I nodded. 'I'm one of those who coordinate TMM in Nigeria.'

Nancy clouded her face briefly. 'TMM? What's that?'

It was the first time she would be making a complete sentence, and her accent was distinctively American. I smiled at her.

'TMM is a ponzi scheme in which an investor gets 100 per cent of the value of the investment upon maturity after fourteen days. It is safe and
many investors have benefitted from it.'

Nancy nodded. 'That's interesting. You must be doing well for yourself.

I grinned and shrugged modestly. 'I manage to get by.'

Anita stared at me curiously. 'So, how come Eno recommend you for a special lover job?'

Special lover job? I chuckled. Was that what these ladies call the steamy services that I offered?

'It was in the course of marketing TMM that I stumbled upon this other service,' I explained.


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Nancy clouded her face briefly. 'TMM? What's that?'

It was the first time she would be making a complete sentence, and her accent was distinctively American. I smiled at her.

'TMM is a ponzi scheme in which an investor gets 100 per cent of the value of the investment upon maturity after fourteen days. It is safe and
many investors have benefitted from it.'

Nancy nodded. 'That's interesting. You must be doing well for yourself.

I grinned and shrugged modestly. 'I manage to get by.'

Anita stared at me curiously. 'So, how come Eno recommend you for a special lover job?'

Special lover job? I chuckled. Was that what these ladies call the steamy services that I offered?

'It was in the course of marketing TMM that I stumbled upon this other service,' I explained.

There was a brief silence.

'If I may ask, what do you do in the U.S.A ?' I asked to puncture the silence.

'We work in the entertainment industry,' Anita said.

The two of them? What entertainment industry? Working as what? There were many questions I would love to ask them, but I didn't want to
appear too inquisitive. We continued to eat in silence.

Minutes later, the food was over. Anita cleared the table while Nancy and I returned to the living-room. Anita rejoined us.

'Are you married?' she suddenly asked me.

I smiled. Did she imagine I would be married, yet I would be involved in this peculiar trade?

'No,' I replied.

'Neither are we,' Anita said.

I grinned. I didn't know whether I should be gladdened by that or not. Then, my mind went to her sister, Eno. Was she married or not? Again, I
kept the question to myself. There were some moments of silence. It was now some minutes to mid-day. I wondered when my task would start
and when it would end.

Anita stared at me. 'I guess we've rested enough,' she said.

I nodded.

'Well, you'll have to put us in the mood.'

'Us?' I looked surprised. 'Your sister only mentioned you,' I said.

'She must have made an oversight,' Anita explained. I looked at Nancy inquisitively. She smiled back.

I sighed. Two ladies at a time? I had never gone to that extent before.


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Hmmm

Thanks for the update

Please can I have the complete story, and how do i pay?
Here's my email ikechifortune@gmail.com

Steve is a goal.
Thanks op