comfortable going home, not with the
knowledge that there are now two
fathers in the house, my father and I.
And knowing my father for who he is, I
had the feeling that he may wake up
one day and decide to split the house
allowance between me and him, not
withstanding that Chinaza was still
pregnant with the baby.
My mom and hunger eventually forced
me home shaa. Remember Chinaza had
cooked all my rice for that birthday so
no food in the house.
"Nna m, this one that you refused to
come home and see us, nawa o. This
one is that you are at Unizik at our
backyard here, I wonder what will
happen if you eventually travel to
Obodo oyinbo," my mother said as we
sat in the parlor watching film, my
father was flipping through the pages
of a sports newspaper. I smiled at my
mother.
"Maybe he already has a family at his
lodge," my father chipped in and
cleared his throat. My mother eyed
him and said nothing.
"So they pay these footballers all this
money in a week?" my father asked to
know one in particular and no one
answered him.
"If I had known I would have sent this
baby bush abroad to play ball and get
us some dollars instead of wasting
money and sending him to the
University only for him to come back
with beards," he murmured again to
himself and the whole room cracked up
with violent laughter.
"Daddy, forget that thing, I am
graduating with a first class o," Willie
said and my mother said amen.
"I will sell this house and host a party
for you with the money if that one
happens," my father said without even
raising his face from the paper.
He was obviously joking, Willie
graduate with a first class? For where?
If that happens then there are also
chances that Naza will agree to abort
the baby, in fact, We are praying he
doesn't bag 3 extra years. My mother
stood up and went upstairs.
"Ehe, when are you people closing for
the semester?" my father asked us.
"Soon," Willie replied.
"You people should do fast, your
mother needs someone to help her with
running of that her shop," he said and
we stared at each other, I and Willie.
"But what about Mercy, her sales girl,"
Willie asked
"Oh, that one. I think she is fine with
that her face like what I don't know.
The little waist that she has which was
the only beautiful place in her body,
she has lost that one too. I wonder who
will marry her like that," he said and
turned to the next page of the
newspaper. I stifled a laughter. Mercy
wasn't that bad, infact, I had often
dreamt about having a go at her. That
her ass my father was talking about
was way out of this Africa. It can make
a man grown cry.
"Dad I meant if she is no longer
working there," Willie said.
"Oh, she left already naa. I think she is
now in school, why are you asking?"
"Nothing," I and Willie said together.
Making a conversation with my father
atimes can burn more calories than
banging a fat girl.
"Ehe you. I hope you are changing into
a man now. Soon you will be father,
shebi you know?" my father asked,
staring at me over the rim of his
spectacle. I so much dreaded that topic.
"And you should start acting matured
too, grow a beard and others," Willie
added. My father shot him a look.
"You with all that forest on your chin,
I can't see any atom of maturity in
you," he said at him.
"At least, I look matured," Willie
muttered.
"You look like a baby bush," my father
said as I drowned Willie with laughter.
Later in the evening, Amara came back
and walked straight into my room. A
friend of hers was tagging along but I
was able to make out only her before
she rushed me on the bed, yelling baby.
She hugged me deeply and her boobs
caressed my chest. She was looking all
smart and sexy in her school uniform
which she had converted the once
bogus skirt to a tight mini, her hot laps
dangling in my face. She sat on my laps
and kissed me. I held her head and
prolonged the kiss. Then my door
squeaked and I saw Chidimma standing
there. Yea Chidimma, the girl that I had
a romp with at that primary school.
She is the one. I froze and stared at her.
Amara looked at my face and then at
hers.
"Don't worry, she is my friend," she
said and rubbed my chest.
"I know, she is my friend too," I said
and she giggled. Bad girls turn me on
really. She was pretty in her low cut
hair and neat school uniform. Her
curves were obvious in it and I wished
they would oblige me a 3some.
"Chidimma come inside naa," I said,
motioning her to seat down on the bed.
She came and dropped her booty beside
me. I wrapped my hand round her
neck.
"How have you been?" I asked her and
she nodded a fine thank you. She was a
bit shy. I pulled her head up and
proceeded to kiss her. We were at it for
like 5 seconds before Amara tore us
apart.
"It's enough abeg," she said and we
laughed. My mother called Amara and
she ran downstairs, leaving us behind.
"Are you going to school tomorrow?" I
asked Chidimma.
"Yes," she said and nodded.
"I want you to come and see me
tomorrow."
"I don't think it's possible, I will be
going to school and we dismiss around
4:30 pm," she said, leaning her head
against me.
"And you can't sneak out?" I asked.
"Unless that."
"Yea, sneak out and come by 2pm. I
need to see you properly."
Our appointment was booked before
Amara came to take her away. She
didn't want anybody spoiling our
midnight fun.
She came the next day in her uniform,
around 1pm. I was home alone and my
condom was ready. We told no tales.
We both knew what we wanted and we
went straight for it. There was no one
around and so we were in no hurry.
We began with pre-intimacy, kissing
and rubbing every rubbable part of our
bodies. She had this way of fumbling
with my dick that nearly made me cum
before time. Before time, her uniform
was on the ground already and her bra
and pantie too. She was stark Unclad
and I had only my boxers on. I laid her
hard on the bed and started doing it
just like I loved it. She closed her eyes
as she felt the snake slither into her.
She moaned softly and held my neck
with both her hands. It was just
missionary style all through until we
came. We fell on the bed and I nearly
fell asleep until I heard Chinaza's voice
calling me in dreamland. I opened my
eyes and heard her footsteps climbing
the stairs and the look on Chidimma's
face matched the furious pounding of
my heart.
I hid her in the wardrobe and locked
the door a few seconds before Naza
walked into my room.
"I am just coming back from school,"
she announced on entering my room.
"Why are you back?" I asked her.
"Nothing, don't you know there is
public holiday abi is that not why you
are back too?" she asked.
"Yea, it's true," I said, scratching my
head. Then both our eyes went to the
article of clothing on the floor. The
school uniform, panties and bra.
"Whose are they?" Chinaza asked,
frowning.
"Erm, Amara's. She wanted me to help
her wash them as she won't be coming
home early," I said and thought about
Unclad Chidimma in the wardrobe.
"You now wash her undies too?" she
asked me.
"Me kwa? Wash Amara's undies when I
am not mad. I won't wash them, in
fact, I'm not even sure I will wash the
uniform. I'm tired," I said, trying to
sound as bold as I could.
"Noo, please help her wash them, you
promised her baa?" Chinaza asked and I
nodded. "you have to help her wash
them."
I nodded and assumed that was the end
of it. She walked to the bathroom and
took a peek inside. I thanked my God
that I didn't hide her in there. She then
returned with a bucket of water and a
satchet of detergent. Before I could
understand what she was doing, the
water was already foaming with the
school uniform, pant, bra and
everything inside it.
"Wash them fast and come down to the
parlor to keep me company, I bought
this film that I need to watch," she said
and walked out of the room. My Jaw
dropped to the floor. How could one
girl be so mischievous.
.
To be continued
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