Life Of Dancer

Episode 6

As I reached where the uniformed man stood I

bowed a bit,still out of feae rather that respect.

“wizz joshb right?”

“Yes sir” I replied.

“okay follow me” He said and opened the gate.

Should I follow him?

Was he taking me to a guard room where I will

be wiped to senselessness?

my ego o look at what you have done to me!

I was still shaking with fear as we entered the

gate with him leading. The interior was heaven

on earth.

“Jeeezzzzz is this really where bisiola live?

What the fu*k! This is money!”

My brain paused with fear and started

calculating the worth of the building. I am a

lover of luxury so even in the midst of trouble I

still admire beautiful things. I was still staring

around like a village boy when I noticed we

have reached a massive door.

“Enter, She is waiting for you inside” The

uniformed man said and walked back

immediately with the same meanness in his

voice. I turned to see him go.

“Heeeey so this man is just an intro to my

torturers, he has brought me to the torture

ground and asked me to enter so that the real

torture can start.” I thought. I started imagining

the massive men inside. I imagined how they

will easily squeeze me to madness and I almost

peed in my boxers. Ewo! I wish it was the other

uniforned man that will torture me o, afterall

the devil you know is better than the angel you

don’t. I contemplated going back to him and

beg him to torture me instead of the ones I am

yet to see.

Finally I braced up after so much contemplation

and sign of the cross I held the handle, twisted

to the left and pushed. immediately the door

gave way and I stepped inside. Glorious God!

The coolness of the room drove away my fears.

The sweet aroma made me want to sleep. I was

in heavens and I started trying hard to imagine

when I died. Did I die last night while sleeping

No

Then what?

How did I step into heaven suddenly, a bleepist

like me.

I was still trying to be sure I was not in a dream

as I continued looking around when I heard a

voice.

“welcome to my house”

The voice startled me and I quickly jerked

toward the angle where the voice came from

and whole and behold I saw her standing ibt

front of me. So beautiful like the morning sun,

glowing like the stars of the night.

I saw bisiola . She was putting on an

expressionless face. I paused with fear as saw

her. My mouth went dry. She kept on studying

me without any word then I remembered she

actually welcomed me so I quickly replied after

a long wait. “Thank you”

“Come here follow me”

I followed her as we exist the sitting room

passing through some blue lighted passage and

finally she stopped at a door and opened it.

I needed no winch to tell me this was her room.

It was decorated with pinkish colours, A Unclad

pix of 2pac and her own pix somewhere around

the wall. I did a quick survey of the room and

scored her 8/10 if she was really the interior

decorator.

“Welcome to my room” She said and I noticed

she smiled a bit but it was just a flash as hee

mean face emerged before I finished

appreciating her smile.

“Nice room!” I exclaimed with honesty.

“Thanks”

“Sit down” She ordered me and I did.

I noticed she was enjoying the control. I sat

down on a chair opp. her bed and she sat on

the bed directly opposite me and she kept on

staring at me without batting an eyelid. I was

now avoiding her stare.

“I said ten and you are coming now”

“Am sorry I woked up l….”

She shut me up with a finger over her lips and I

felt mad. I wanted to charged at her but I knew

bettee thab doibg that. I was in her territory.

“So that’s how you go to school late in ur sec sch”

I didn’t reply I just keep my head down. while

she continued speaking.

“I know you know why I called you here and am

happy you came, I wonder the lie you told ur

mum to be here but I don’t care! Am in charge

here, am now the boss”

I just kept my head down a. she continued

blabbing.

“Do tell me wetyn I go do make I commot for

here jooor”

I said in my head. At this point I hated her, I

never knew she was this rude and pompous,

but then who won’t be with such luxury? She

continued talking,she dont seem tired to talk so

I kept listening.

“Well now you are here, let’s get down to

business.”

“Thank God” I said in my mind

“, today am gonna play you real

hard and by the time am done with you, you

won’t play with young Ladies heart again.” She

finished

“What the hell is she going to do to me” I

shuddered with fears.

She stood up, and what she did next caused

me goose pimples.

What did she do?