Episode Four
Madam finally wakes up at 12mid night, her gaze was fuzzy and she could barely remember what had happened few hours before....... Mikeee!! she manages to call out while trying to get up from bed, the room was unkept with pieces of her underwears littered everywhere. Mike hastenedly makes it to her room while she tries to get her things in place.
Madam I hear my name.... Mike interrupts, What happened to me? madam asks _happen? I no know o, as you chop finish na him you come lie down sleep.... Was my room this unkept when you first came in here? she asks once more trying to sit on the bed. This room been dirty oo..... Mike responds trying to cover up his deeds. Okay, Okay you can return to your post, madam shoots back as she resumes arranging the room. Mike had finally seen the unseen and touched the untouchable but hadn't penetrated yet for fear that she might wake up.......and now his desire for her had grown wild _he had acquired a taste for madam's pvssy.

One whole week passed since the incidence and Mike had decided to give her a break before unleashing another terror on her. Twas a Sunday evening, madam had spent the better of the day attending to guests who came visiting...... It is well with you my sister, pastor Collins assured her as he makes his way outside. He was the last guest and had been madam's spiritual guide since the demise of her husband.... Right from tonight, the rain of abundance shall fall on you IJN.... Amen!! they both chorused as he makes his way home bidding her farewell. Rain of abundance? Mike joked as he peeps them from the kitchen window. Pastor you talk true sha but na banana go fall on her tonight, I swear.

Madam had ordered for egusi soup and Mike had made no mistake in executing the best he could. Twas exactly 7:45pm and dinner was served, Mike hadn't wasted time in adding a good portion of the sleeping pills in the soup. He quickly rushes his meal as he anticipates the grand finale on madam's waist.
15minutes had passed as no calls was made, quietly he makes his way to her room pushing the door open........... madam was gone, snoring as loud as a ringing school bell, her night gown recklessly open, revealing a set of fresh boobs and pink G-string panties. Mike quietly carries her to the bed, spreading her legs in the process......... in a minute or two his dick was already riding her slowly, twas the best feeling he had had, it felt like heaven.

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Mike had luckily fvcked Valentina on three other occasions when madam was not around and she was beginning to fade before him. whenever he dreams twas madam he sees, the latest was him fingering her while she was asleep in her room. Oh! abeg make e come true.... Mike softly prayed after realizing twas only a dream. Valentina was about to write her waec and had told madam about it, her center was in her hometown so she had to travel and subsequently not be around for about 3weeks.

3weeks na him u wan take write common exam? Mike asks her in disbelief.... yes! 3weeks, at least I go rest from you and madam small, Valentina responds in her soft tone with smiles all over her face _chaii nawa o, so na me go dey do all your work now? Mike states getting upset.... but I go miss ur toto o, Mike turns to Valentina, forcing a smile...... which toto? mtcheeeeeew rubbish! Valentina interrupts with a long hiss as she stands to leave his company shaking her bum bum as she walks. Mike too couldn't stand the sight, smacking her ass in the process.

Valentina had travelled and Mike was in the kitchen preparing breakfast for madam. she had requested for indomie and egg with chivita juice and Mike was trying his best to please her or get the slap of his life.
The indomie had been set on fire as Mike races out to get the juice, suddenly the devil drops a thought to him. He couldn't think of anything better as he happily races to the nearest pharmacist shop...... Good morning ma, abeg give me sleeping tablets, Mike mutters almost panting, which type do you want?
the elderly lady asks... which type you get? Mike responds...... we have the active one for 2-3hours and the proactive one for 5-6hours. Give me the proactive one, Mike request. She hands him the drugs while he pays her and leaves, running as fast as his legs could carry him.

The meal was ready as Mike takes it to her, with some grounded portion of the sleeping pills already in the chilled juice. He hurriedly jets backs to the gate with his heart beating three times faster....... e go work?, what if she find out? Mike was curious and alert hoping to hear his name anytime soon.
10minutes had passed and no calls, 5 more minutes and everything seems calm. make i go check, he says to himself as he majestically walks into Madam's room....... Lo and behold there lies the almighty madam fast asleep with her thighs wide apart. madam you don eat finish? Mike asks trying to confirm........ madam ohh! he raises his voice a little higher, still no response. Mike comes to her ear, tapping her and screaming ontop of his voice.... madam, you don chop finish?
madam looked half dead as her snoring could be heard from afar, she had emptied the pack of juice and the pills are working perfectly......... Mike realizing he had won smiled broadly as he gently pushes her into the bed.

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Episode three
The Easter celebration had ended so Martha and Jane had returned to portharcourt where they came from, the rain had been falling heavily all day without any sign of a break......Mike would have relished the weather if not the absence of a female company by his side.

Twas exactly 4pm when he hears his name..... ohhhh! this woman again!! Mike frowns as he lazily lifts from his bed to attend to her. Madam's room was well furnished and bright, the floor were tiled with sweet smell oozing all corners of the room, take this! madam hands Mike her phone and N1500...... get me credit and load it, be fast about it! she commands as she resumes painting her nails without taking a glance at him.
Mike ejects the building heading to the mallams store when something occurred to him to check her phone, luckily for him, madam's phone was unlocked. He quickly glanced through her messages and found several love texts shared between her and her lover.... oh! boy, this woman they fvck outside, chaii..... the guy dey enjoy o _Mike laments as his dick starts rising from sleep. Finally he opened her video collections but what he saw instantly sent his dick to bed. chisossss!! Mike laments aloud, he had found a good collection of porn videos but they were all homosexuals. so madam na lesbian? Mike shouts with his eyes wide open as if he had seen a ghost. he immediately closes it as runs to get the card realizing the amount of time he had spent.

Must you always be an idiot! madam screems at him as she rudely collects her mobile from him without realizing what had transpired. Mike heads for the gate in a confused state, thinking..... no wonder madam no like me, he murmurs softly. He tries as much as possible to forget her but her picture still comes to mind, though he has got Valentina to unleash his sexual lust madam still remains top priority. if she was a trophy then she'd been the WorldCup.

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THE SLUGGARDS NEST
I'd love to spin you round the sluggard's nest,
come along while he sleeps, come be his guest.

At his entrance lay dozens of excuses,
so much it'd serve as beds of roses.

Come see his door, beautifully painted with lies,
he wears a mask, double faced, with dizzy eyes.

See his chairs, gifts from the devil's workshop,
they look ordinary but seats of a real business-flop.

See his table, originally made as a centre for decision,
but alas, woefully cracked, sign of an abortion mission.

There goes his adoring bed, his true definition of comfort,
he has repelled opportunities, even when they beckoned him to come forth.

He sings songs of success while building magnificent castles in the air,
a big fan of pleasures, indigence he continues to stir.

If his lifestyle was a movie, as you watch you'd throw up,
and in the long-run he will realize his errs, buried potentials that never turned up.

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I Want To Be
I want to be a an actor, a screen superstar, a limelight,
I want to be a burning torch that cuts deep through the night.
I want to be a doctor, an epic surgeon,
I want to be top of the foodchain, a golden pigeon.
I want to be an athlete, better than bolt, lebron or messi,
I want to turn legend on or before thirty.
I want to be a pilot, a rare and absolute gem,
I want to pierce the skies, new cities, new jerusalem.
I want to be an engineer, a goodhead in physics,
I want to build robots, I want to turn matrix.
I want to be a teacher, a builder of nations,
I want to be a prof, a creator of creations.
I want to be a soldier, the true definition of a leader,
I want to turn diehard, a cross bearer, a ladder.
I want to be a Author, to surpass Tracy, Socratis or Ben,
I want to be the greatest poet that has ever handled a pen.

Jane unleashed her skills on Mike's dick as she hungrily sucks while she fumbles his balls with the other hand....... ohhh!! uhmmmm! Mike moans loudly as he couldn't help it, this kind girl I never see, he moanfully mutters.
He reciprocates by grabbing her firm breasts, twas bigger than he had ever imagined. The fun finally reaches climax as he baths her again with a whole lot of cum.

Now clean that up! Jane orders..... pointing to the floor as she makes her way to her room unclad, wiping her breasts with the towel. In less than 5minutes madam and her crews arrives in a taxi, offloading their goods with Mike rushing to assist them..... his eyes met that of Valentina, and she knew he had been up to another mischief.

Episode Two
Twas another easter celebration as guests begin flooding Madam's home, amongst them were Martha and Jane, madam's kid sisters. Martha is in her late twenties while Jane just turned 19....... they both looks attractive and Mike couldn't resist gazing at them each day.
Can you please get me airtime N500? Jane sweetly pled to Mike who was busy washing madam's Prado jeep one Thursday morning...... eh! me? you say? Mike stammers trying to behold her blazing sight.
I need airtime N500..... her sweet voice repeats, OK ma!, Mike collects the money as he hurriedly goes out to get the card. In a space of seconds Mike returns with the card, rushes inside to deliver. In the sitting room sat Jane, already on call with her mini skirt half open partially revealing her G-string pant. She was so carried away by the call that she failed to notice Mike's presence who was already salivating by her seductive posture. His dick triples in size leaving a huge bulge before him.

Emm! madam, see the card Mike drops it on the sofa as he hurriedly makes his way out, covering the bulge with one hand.
Hey no! come back...... Jane calls out to Mike with a disappointing gesture. I said N500 but got N300 she reaches out the card to Mike while still on call further exposing her sweet thighs and a good view of her G-string pant. Mike couldn't help but take another view as he lazily makes his way out of the sitting room. that girl go sweet to fvck I swear! Mike repeatedly cries aloud as this time he returns with the right card, madam! Mike calls out as he couldn't find her in the sitting room.

Mike quietly makes his way towards the bedroom but she was nowhere in sight.. just then he hears someone singing in the bathroom and knew she must be right there since madam, Martha and Valentina had left for the market to purchase goodies for the Easter celebration.
Madam I don buy am o!!....... Mike calls out once more, this time he gets a response......get my phone on the table with the airtime please.... a voice orders from the bathroom.
Mike hurriedly gets her phone and heads straight to the bathroom door.... make I come inside? Mike foolishly asks. Come inside and do what? Jane responds in a surprised tone..... by this time his dick was stone hard and he pulls it out and couldn't resist jerking it. He was so carried away in the process as he didn't notice when Jane comes out of the bathroom only to behold his bare magnificent rock.
oh! my jeez!, what? how? Jane stammers as she suddenly grabs his dick, sucking and fumbling it with her hands.... her towel falls off exposing a nearly perfect body no mortal could resist.

He steadily raises her short legs as it instantly exposes her big pvssy.......woaw! Mike whispers excitingly as she recklessly spreads out on the bed. He wastes no time as he inserts his dick inside her honeypot..... uhmmmm! Valentina moans as she watches Mike gradually riding her pvssy.
In a space of 5minutes her moans had reached high heavens as mikes ensures he does not releases in time. He then reaches for her firm breasts as he sucks the hell out of her.
The duo were right in cloud nine as Mike's dick smoothly penetrates deep inside leaving her pleading for a break. Twas exactly 12 noon as the loud horn of madams jeep jealously interrupts the fun. Ah! na madam oh!! Valentina Yells, pulling his dick out of her open pvssy. She instantly heads towards the bathroom leaving Mike confused on whether to follow her or get the gate.

peep! peeeeep! peeeeeep!! madam impatiently horns again...... Mike races out of the room trying to put on his trouser, he finally gets to the gate and opens it.
madam speedily drives in already angry as she agilely decends on Mike with two dirty slaps as if she knew what he had done.. Good for nothing boy! sleeping again right? God have mercy on you...... she yells as she turns, heading to the building. Mike couldn't help but smile as he shamelessly watches her round ass hopping up and down her gown.... 'You are next' Mike Whispers with a fake grin as he quietly heads to his room.

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Wilson: Hello!! Hello!!! , Prince? (the calls hangs up)
What's all these naw? he further exclaimed, almost in tears, his small eyes shining brighter with fright. The footsteps becomes louder leaving Wilson with no other option than exit the building.
He held the lock trying to force it open but alas! the keys were right in his bedroom and at such moment he couldn't afford to leave that spot.... just then his phone rings again.
Prince: guy hold on, am heading your place now (Wilson could hear the sound of his bike already in motion)
Wilson: please!, make it hasty or you could meet me dead, stone dead!......(crying)
Prince: (laughing) no worry, I dey close (the call hangs up again)
Another scene unveils again. This time the footsteps had died down but Wilson could see a shadowlike figure in the form of a woman walking in and out his bedroom. He almost faints not knowing if to scream or pray.
Another attempt to force the door open attracts the figure as it starts walking towards him..... gently as it approaches, the figure becomes clearer as it has the form of an elderly woman making her way steadily towards him. Wilson already going nuts with these sight couldn't take it any longer then suddenly with a big blow the door was broken open, it was Prince.

Watch out for the Part two...

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Wilson: This is no joke guy!! I'm dead serious.
Prince: hold on bro, me don warn you before.... stop taking weed, e no good........... this kind thing don happen to me before na.
Wilson: (breathing rapidly) see bro, I no smoke... I swear!!, my soup, my bed, all don disappear now now (getting impatient) infact I'm coming over to your place..
Prince: by this time?
Wilson: yes! guy, I can't afford to spend any second here...... (a deep cry could be heard in the toilet with random footsteps approaching)

For once in his adulthood Wilson felt like a child, he was so frightened that he could see his knees shaking. This is serious!!.... Wilson whispers to himself as the heads towards the bedroom to pick his phone. Upon reaching his bedroom another Shock was unleashed, his bed!. His bed, pillows and mattress was nowhere in sight. Wilson speedily picked his phone and raced towards the exit door, trying to dail a number....... he was now sweating profusely and couldn't afford another shock, finally the receiver picks.
Prince: Hello niggar, you never sleep?
Wilson: (looking around frightenedly) prince!!, guy am in trouble...
prince: what's up? na police?
Wilson: not at all bro.......i.. i.. i can't tell what's happening, my belongings are disappearing into thin air, before my very eyes..
prince: (laughing incessantly)

part one
Damn!, what the hell is it? Wilson exclaimed. It was exactly 11:30pm towards midnight and Wilson had finally retired to bed after going several rounds with Chika his latest girlfriend, chika had left for her parents place leaving Wilson to savour the rest of the night alone. The noise became incessant and got louder leaving Wilson frightenedly awake. He slowly made his way to the kitchen, flanked the door open only to behold what sent cold shivers down his spine. Holy Mary!!, how possible is this?
The kitchen that was cleaned up exactly an hour ago was totally in a mess. The worse of it all was the soup chika had prepared few hours ago was nowhere in sight, in fact the pot had been left upside down leaving no trace of either a theft or an invasion of rats. His home was pest free and after chika left he ensured every doors were properly locked.

The Onslaught

prologue
You are very stupid!.... Wilson cuts in vehemently, if not the fact that you are an elderly lady I would have slapped sense into Your head, idiot. The rest of the passengers took turns to calm the already fury Wilson, his white starched shirt already stained by the old lady's Luggages.
The insults and consolations continues till the bus halted at the final bus stop as the passengers made their way out -Wilson paid his fare turned to go but was instantly held back. Turning to see who it was he met face to face with the same dirty old lady with these exact words "son, be prepared"

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