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Sometimes, the department photocopier machine would have fault that would necessitate Joe taking flash drive to print some documents at one of the business centers around. About a week ago, he had met Wendy at work. She was quite tall and chubby; and gifted with a pretty face.

Standing at almost six feet, she was much taller than him. The lurid thought that came to his mind was to ask himself if tall girls were good in bed. Most of the girls and young ladies he had affairs with were of average height.

He decided it would not be a bad idea if he should experiment with Wendy. He had struck friendship with her and was able to get her number.

To soften her mind, he had sent N2,000 recharge pin number to her phone. Now, he had a date with her at the hotel.

He didn't like the fact that she came quite late for the appointment. She was supposed to meet him by seven o'clock. Ten minutes after seven, he was still waiting. When it was quarter past the hour, he put a call across to her.

'Wendy, where're you?' he demanded.

'Sorry, I'm on my way. I'll soon be there.'

'I'm waiting.'

She was lucky she was not his student. If she were to be, he knew how he would deal with her. It still took another fifteen minutes before she finally came.

'I'm so sorry,' she apologized. 'My boss did not allow me to close on time.'

He sighed and managed a grin. 'The good thing is you're here now.'

'Yes, sorry about the delay.'

He tried to wave it off. 'It's alright. I've already booked a room. Let's go there.' He quickly finished the remaining drinks in his glass cup.

They went to the room he had booked, which happened to be the same room where he had bedded many young ladies.

'Can I get something to eat?' she asked. 'I'm famished.'

He smiled at her and nodded. 'Don't worry. I'll order for room service.'

As soon as they settled down in the room, he grinned and turned to her.

'What food will you have?'

'Fried rice and chicken,' her answer came promptly.

He nodded and ordered for the food. She took the food slowly as if she had all the time in the world. Though he was eager to have his way with her, he didn't rush her. After what looked like ages, she finished her eating.

Joe would start with her the way he normally started with ladies, which was the handling of the boobs. From there, he proceeded to the second stage which was teasing and sucking the boobs.

Wendy encouraged him on. In fact, she made sure he did the sucking more than he had probably done to any lady before.

Moments later, something odd happened to Joe. He could simply not proceed to the next stage. This very last action brought the kind of grogginess he had never felt before.

He lay on the bed, Wendy's right nipple still in his mouth. Like a baby sucking at the breast of his mother, Joe Sabada slept off.

* * *

Right after his dinner, Eddie returned to his bedroom. In the comfort and privacy of the room, he brought out his lap-top computer and went on-line. He had decided that he must learn about sex dolls and would probably use the service.

Google availed him as much information on the sex object as he desired. There were various pictures of the objects and there was a particular one that caught his attention. The sex doll, made of Thermoplastic Elastomer (TPE) material had B-cup boobs.

It stood at 5 feet 2 inches tall (156 cm). The manufacturer asserted that with the doll, vaginal, anal and MouthAction was possible. It had steel skeleton with movable joints and weighed 95 lbs (43 kg).

He also gleefully read the other details of the doll which included the fact that it had 31.5 inches at the bust, waist size of 25 inches and hips size of 43 inches.

The manufacturing company also promised free international discreet packaging, two weeks of processing time and one week for shipping, making a total of three weeks’ delivery time. The cost was over 2,000 US dollars.

There were knocks at his door, followed by the voice of a woman announcing that the bread seller had come.

Guba stood up from the bed, yawned and stretched himself. He moved to the door, unlocked it and opened it.

The bread seller, a woman very familiar to him, was there with the bread tray on her head.

'Good morning,' she greeted. 'Do you want to buy bread?'

'Bring your tray down and come inside,' he commanded the woman.

It was not a strange command. The woman did as she was told. Guba grabbed her breasts and fondled them.

'Hey, it's too early for that,' she protested feebly.

'The earlier, the better,' he said, smiling mischievously.

'But I don't have the time, now,' she said further, trying to disengage herself. 'I still have a lot of loaves to sell.'

Guba knew what she wanted. Just like he had done on two previous occasions, he brought two thousand naira from his pocket and handed it to the woman.

'This will take care of that,' he said, his voice full of desire. The woman took the money.

‘Ah, see what money has done,’ he snickered.

‘You women like money.’

‘And you men too like that ‘thing’’.

He grabbed her from behind. The place was still deserted and that was good for the plans he had. Grabbing her alone brought about full erection.

He removed her wrapper, pulled her inner skirt and pantie and in that essential doggy style inserted his manhood into her from behind. He grunted and panted as he explored his passion. He did not last long. Within three minutes, he reached his peak and released.


* * *


There was no special task for Sam in the next few days. Jenni moved on with her life and got a job as a secretary in a secondary school at Ikorodu. When it became glaring that she was not coming back to work for the chief again, Chief Kashi employed a new lady as secretary.

Linda was twenty-five, single and eager about the job. In no time, she proved herself to be efficient and reliable.

Things went on normally for the next few weeks. In the cool morning of the first Monday in May, the chief summoned Sam to his office.

'How was your weekend, Sam?' he asked.

'Fine, sir. We thank God.'

'Yeah, sit down.'

'Thank you, sir.' Sam sat opposite him, staring at him.

'Yes, you have another task that you must execute,' he started. 'This one has nothing to do with a political opponent or an errant business associate.'

Sam waited. He was good at listening.

'This time around,' the chief went on, 'the person concerned is my wife.'

Sam's heart started racing. 'Your wife?'

The chief allowed a smile to play on his cheeks.

'Yes, I know you'll be surprised that my wife is the subject matter here. I have just sacked her personal driver, but I promise her to send another driver to her today. You're the person I'm sending as the driver.'

Interesting story.

Interesting.

Within seven minutes, he got to his peak. She felt him come too, his thrusts deep and intense inside her. When their pleasure had subsided he pulled out of her gently and they clung to each other for a moment. In some minutes to come, he was energized enough to start on another coital trip with her.

* * *

After the first time that Dora and Eddie had intimate time together, he discovered something about himself. His libido had increased tremendously. He now craved for sex more than ever.

Every day, he must have the craving. Dora had been a good source of exploring his indulgence, but she was not always available for him. She had variety of clientele to serve and there was no way a man could pin her down.

Now, Eddie was spending a lot to satisfy his lustful whims, and he seemed to be enjoying doing so.

This evening, he called Dora again.

'Dora, how are you?'

'Fine. How're you too?'

'I'm sick and I need sexual healing.'

She chuckled. 'That's serious.'

'Yes. Very serious. Let's meet in our usual place tonight.'

'I'm sorry, that cannot be. I'm in Abuja, right now.'

'Phew!' he whistled to himself. What a miss! Yet, he must satisfy himself this evening. He didn't really fancy jumping from one sex worker to another, so the idea of running to meet another one did not really appeal to him.

So, what would he do? Why can't you marry again? He asked himself. Another part of his mind said: yes, you lost your wife sometimes ago, couldn't you take another woman? Was that not more dignifying than these lustful games?

He got home few minutes to six o'clock. His children were all at home.

'How was school?' he asked them.

'Fine, daddy,' Josephine, the third child said.

'Daddy, our Maths teacher said I should buy a new Mathematical set,' Ruth, the last born said.
He grinned and nodded at her. 'That will be no problem. Tell him I will get it for you tomorrow.'

He turned to the second child. 'Nnena, how was JAMB lesson today?'

'Fine, dad.'

He tried to be as caring as possible to his children. He soon retired to his room. He wasn't still sure if he would go out or not. He was still deliberating when a knock sounded on his bedroom door.

'Yes, come in.'

The door was opened. It was Mary, the house-girl.

'Oga, food don ready,' she announced.

He nodded. 'Okay. I'll soon be coming over to the dining table.'

She retreated from his room, gently closing the door. Why not use her to satisfy yourself sexually? A part of his mind asked. What! A house girl! She couldn't be more than sixteen, so technically, she was still a minor.

As a lawyer, he knew the implication. No, another part of his mind said. He would not bring himself down so low to do such a thing. He went out of the bedroom to the side of the living-room where the dining-table was. His children were already there, eating.

He ate from his plate slowly, thinking about many things. Then, his mind dwelt on an issue and he smiled to himself. Should he give it a trial? At the initial stage, it seemed to be outlandish, but perhaps in the long run, it would pay off.

He nodded to himself. After the meal, he would go on the internet and make some findings.

* * *

Joe Sabada had another appointment with a lady at Lolita Hotel. This time around the lady he would be meeting was not a student of the university where he worked. This latest lady, Wendy, worked at Lagoon-View University as a business center sales attendant.

Sometimes, the department photocopier machine would have fault that would necessitate Joe taking flash drive to print some documents at one of the business centers around. About a week ago, he had met Wendy at work. She was quite tall and chubby; and gifted with a pretty face.


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Guba took it gladly.

'One false move, and I'll blow your head off!'

Guba said menacingly, moving the gun close to the security guy's head.

Guba was always like that: he loved to dramatize things. He led the man back to his security post where the task of stuffing drugged handkerchief to the man's nose so that he would pass out would be done.

Quickly, Sam got the keg of petroleum from Dodo and started pouring the fuel on the ground close to the exit. He poured some on the wooden doors of the various rooms on the floor.

He then poured some on the floor as he made his way to the upper floor. Here, he doused the doors with more fuel, making sure that the action would bring about maximum effects.

Satisfied, they went back downstairs and stepped out of the door. Sam brought out a box of matches from his pocket. He struck a fire and threw it on the floor. The floor caught fire immediately, and the fire moved and spread rapidly inside the building.

There was no time to waste. They joined Guba at the security post where the security guy lay unconscious. Sam looked at the shouldering smoke coming from the main building. He was certain the security man would not be touched by the fire.

'Alright, let's go, guys.' he said and led the others out of the gate.

Swiftly, they moved to their jeep. Only few motorists were still plying the road at this hour of the night, but they were oblivious of the fire. Soon, without doubt, the fire would become noticeable in the environ.

Sam kicked the engine into life and drove the vehicle off. He sighed in contentment. It was another successful outing.

At Ojota Bus stop, Dodo and Guba got down from the vehicle. They lived around that place. Sam drove to Maryland where he could make a u-turn and join the road that led to Ikorodu.

He got home few minutes to one in the morning. He only slept for five hours. By few minutes after six, he was up on his feet to start preparing for the day.

But he would not be driving straight to work. He drove to the area where the building was torched. As he drove slowly past the building, he could see that the building was badly burnt by the fire. He nodded to himself as he drove away from the area. It was indeed a successful outing.

* * *

That morning, Guba was still in bed as at eight o'clock. As an artisan, he was under no obligation to wake up early and go to work. His wife, Sherifat had gone to stay with his mother in Shaare, Kwara state.

Sherifat was pregnant with his second child. As he did when she was pregnant with the first child, Guba asked that she should go and stay with his mother when the pregnancy was advancing. Of course, she went with the first child, a girl of two years old.

For the past two months, Guba had been living the life of a 'bachelor', as he was at home alone. However, the good thing about his status which was desirable to him was the fact that it availed him the chance to indulge in licentious life style.

Since his wife travelled, Guba had been carrying different women, some of who were married. It was a past time he had long ago engaged in.

There were knocks at his door, followed by the voice of a woman announcing that the bread seller had come.


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He decided to let her be. It was not important that she must have drinks. What was important was that he would be 'making love' to her. There was no much chatting. Some minutes later, he emptied the last content from his glass.

‘Alright, let’s go there,’ he said, belching gently.

Agatha followed him to the room he had booked.

‘I hope you’ll use condom,’ she said, half to herself.

He smiled at her. ‘Of course, of course.’

He undressed. True to his words, he brought a latex rubber out of his pocket. He slid it on his erect member, ready for action.

She undressed and lie on the bed. Even before he moved over to her, she closed her eyes. She could feel his touch on her breasts and he fondled them, the smell of bear heavy from his breath.

Her eyes remained closed as she let him satisfy his lusts.

* * *

Eddie was at the bar of the hotel when a lady that looked like the one he had seen on-line and had a date with approached. Her hair style was different from the one he had seen. This one was tinted in gold color. Her round face was the same girlish one.

She hadn't lied in her profile about the size of her bust, from what he could see. She was in t-shirt and a tight-fitting jeans trousers. She looked pretty and confident.

Eddie smiled at her.

'Are you Dora?' he asked.

'Yes. Are you Eddie?'

He nodded and pointed at the chair closest to him.

'Have your seat, Dora.'

'Thank you.'

She sat down.

'What will you have?' he asked.

She shrugged. 'Anything.'

'Anything? Even beer?'

She smiled and nodded. Wow, so, she would not mind drinking beer! He ordered what he had ordered for himself for her.

The way she drank showed that she was no novice in it. He shrugged. Some ladies indeed had ‘balls.’

After the drink, they went to the room he had booked. After their drinks, he took her to the room. He had decided to be as passionate as possible. He started by kissing her. Dora licked his lips, savoring the sweet saltiness. She could feel him harden against herr hips.

She took him into her mouth, sucking and licking him, feeling his pleasure. After a few moments he placed his hands around her waist and lifted her, so that she was resting, almost sitting, on the edge of the bed.

The position made her breasts to be bounced by the motion of his kissing and caressing her. He caught her right nipple between his teeth.

The sensitivity she felt was as much as the one she felt on her thighs. She wriggled a bit in an attempt to become comfortable and shifted. He parted her legs and began to feast on her wetness.

She raised her hands above her head, held onto the top of the bed frame to steady herself. She fell the air of complete pleasure enveloping her. His tongue lapped up her juices; he pushed it inside her, then rolled over her clit, rhythmically, steadily, slowly building up speed and pressure.

She leant back, pressed herself into him, willing him to go on and in what he was doing. She felt him lick the full length of her cunt. Then, suddenly, he stopped and pulled away. He held her legs, spread them apart and inserted his cock inside her. It was slowly at first, but he soon increased the rhythm.

He banged her hard while she pushed herself onto him, pulling him in as deep as she could, filling herself with him. The feel of her orgasm soon tensed and angled for release through her. It demanded that she should concentrate on pleasure zone to get the best.

Within seven minutes, he got to his peak. She felt him come too, his thrusts deep and intense inside her. When their pleasure had subsided he pulled out of her gently and they clung to each other for a moment.

In some minutes to come, he was energized enough to start on another coital trip with her.

Many hours later, precisely few minutes to midnight, Sam was back at the targeted office building. He was in company of Dodo and Guba.

He parked at the spot where he had parked some hours earlier on.

'Alright, guys,' he said. 'Just as we have planned, I'll make the first move. Be alert and be careful.'

The two men nodded. 'There's no problem, Sam,' Guba said.

Before Sam stepped out of the car, he checked to be assure that the short gun in his right hip pocket was there. It was. There would be no need to use that as the chief had directed that the operation should not take any life.

All the same, he needed to take it for safety, precaution and expediency purpose.

He slipped out of the car and moved to the wall which served as fence of the building. The wall should not be higher than six feet, but even if it was, it would not be intimidating to Sam who, at six feet, had mastered the art of climbing heights.

In a jiffy, he climbed over the wall and landed inside the compound of the building. He crouched and observed the area for some seconds. The security lights were on but everywhere was quiet.

The security man could not be seen. He was most likely in his cubicle which was close to the main gate.

Slowly and stealthily, Sam moved towards the main gate, stooping as he walked. Some few meters to the gate, he paused and observed the premises again.

All was silent. He moved on and was at the security post. The only door was left open. He moved to the door post and peered. The security man was inside, alright, but he had already dozed off on his chair.

His left leg was on the table and his mouth was slightly open. Sam studied him briefly. The man was not the same he had met earlier. This one was much younger. Sam brought out his short gun, moved it close to the face of the guy and tapped him gently on the shoulder.

The guy woke up with a start, quickly removed his leg on the table and attempted to stand up.

'Sh-sh-sh,' Sam said, shoving the gun more to the man's face. The man looked shocked to behold the scene.

'You just cooperate,' Sam said. 'I mean no harm, but you must cooperate. I'll only blow your head off if you try to play smart, do you understand?'
The guy nodded dumbly.

'Good. Now, the first thing is stand up and come and open the gate.'

As the man stood up, Sam quickly moved the gun to his right rib.

'Gently, gently,' he instructed. The man picked the bunch of keys on the table.

Sam followed him out of the cubicle to the gate where the big padlock used to lock the gate was unlocked. The gate was opened. Again, Sam paused him briefly before he and man stepped out. Sam raised his left hand for about three seconds.

Dodo and Guba saw the signal and got out of the car, with Guba carrying the can of 20 liters of petrol. In seconds they were where Sam and the security guard stood. Together, they all returned inside the building compound. The gate was closed but not locked.

'Good, now the next thing is to bring the key of the main building. You need to open the main door.'

The man nodded dumbly. He was obviously very much frightened of the gun. He led them to the main entrance door and unlocked it, the gun still stuck to his ribs.

Sam turned to Guba. 'Now, you play your own part.' He handed the short gun to the latter. Guba took it gladly.

'One false move, and I'll blow your head off!' Guba said menacingly, moving the gun close to the security guy's head.

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