Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 11
As the journey started, she leaned and placed her
head on her hand on the front seat. Her bosom
stared at me without protection. The fatman was
already nodding his head while my di’c’k was doing
residential evil (the awakening). I acted like I wanted
to scratch my chest, arched my elbow and brushed it
on her gigantic b’o’o’bs lightly.
There was no bleeping reaction!! Memories came
flooding back. (TRAVAILS OF A MALE SECRETARY)
As I looked at the brea’ast, left one in particular
staring at me, na so my heart pick up rhythm. I just
dey look the bosom as e dey shake anytime wey the
driver wan accelerate or decelerate. Na so I just dey
imagine how the bosom go feel like. My elbow just
rest lightly on the bosom. Light for inside bus dey
off and other passengers ma just dey look dia front.
I decided to make firm my elbow which I used in
tugging at her bosom a little bit to see the reaction.
The babe acted like she was asleep. The music
playing in ma ears had turned to “Not Afraid” by
Eminem.
“Make una bring una money, gather am line by line.”
The conductor pleaded with us.
“And like I been say, if you no get change, your
money go become my own”
That part was a joke. The buses though are notorious
for delaying you each time you give them a higher
denomination and there’s no change.
“Bros, abeg you get change”
She spoke from within. Da fucckk my elbow was
pressing firmly on her bosom.
“Ehm.. No worry about the money”
Yehhh… N150 for pressing bosom. Fair enough. I
hear say ashawo dey charge higher for Abuja. In fact,
Nassarawa wey I dey. Me no dey do ashis sha but I
follow one of my friend go City Rock for Mararaba.
Na 700 the guy pay. Na me even bargain because
him say I’m must Bleep that particular girl. I swear
to God, the girl get belle. I no just tell am. When
him come back, I ask am how him carry Bleep… See
im reply..
“Na the first time wey ashawo dey gimme Canine
Methodology be that”
Me? I just laugh.
“Na sake of say she get belle na”
I reply am.
“No wonder. Na wetin make her dey complain.
Only God know how the pikin head go look like once
she finally born. The pikin suppose get migraine sake
of say the number of preeks wey go dey knock him
head no be here.
“Oga, no change o”
The conductor shouted at me. He squeezed his face
to look tougher. I was not in the mood to argue.
“When you see change, give me. And the money na
for 2 people self.”
I said to him.
“If I gat one shot, one opportunity”
Lyrics of ’8 Miles’ blaring through the speakers. Yeah,
Eminem seemed to know I was finding it hard to
make up my mind. The day had gotten dark and we
were stuck in the crazy hold up of Abacha Barracks.
Now, this molue usually manoeuvres its way out of
tight situations and in doing so, it usually follows
sides of the road. This causes the passengers to be
thrown against each other and is my perfect
opportunity to do things under the guise of being
shaken up.
Na so I removed my elbow, carry hand grab the full
bosom. I fit swear say the babe no even stare. The
fat man no send and everybody just dey shout make
driver take am easy. I held the bosom for some
seconds before I started fiddling with it. I fondled
and fondled, my preek charge and charge. Na so I
carry my bag wey I dey always keep for ground come
up. I rest am for my knee.
E be like na invitation. The babe hand ma just grab
my preek. I first pause, swallow spit come look
around. I wan make sure say coast dey clear for the
kind thing wey she wan do. Nobody even look back. I
felt like the only man in the world.
Una understand say if woman begin touch you, you
go get morale proceed. Na when she bone, you go
dey reason whether she dey vex. Na so e do me o. I
just turn my hand put inside her shirt. Now that
position dey uncomfortable but na how man go do.
Her hand wey dey handle my preek. E dey sweet me
so tay I feel say na cheating if I no grab ha natural
bosom without bra. Na dia I see myself dey play with
bosom like say na government job. The car sef just
dey make noise.
Small time, her hand comot from my preek. I come
dey happy say I don win, say she dey feel me pass.
Na when I hear my zippers dey go down na im I
know say I still be learner. Her warm hand dey my
boxers dey drag am up.
“Nyanya deyyyy!!!?”
The conductor shout. I freeze.
“Oga, move make I come down.”
A voice was saying from behind. My hand don comot
from her bobby o. But na so her hand don grab my
natural preek dey squeeze am. Men, na small, I for
just open my mouth say sssshhhh.
Journey continue o and e come be like say hold-up
no go dey Mararaba. I no know where the babe dey
come down. Na so I put hand inside my bag, retrieve
my wallet. Check inside, carry complimentary card
put for her hand.
“Marabha dey”
Na so the babe take come down. Oya, wetin make I
put my wallet for bag na sake of say eh, one una wan
enter car. Una go drag. Person fit drag your wallet
comot from inside your pocket.
“Hello”
Na Perpetual dey call.
“I really want to see you tonight. Let’s meet at the
cafe.”
Her voice sounded teary. I was alerted.
“I’m on my way.”
I was still at Ado junction. Just five minutes to New
Nyanya junction my final destination.
Lovely comedy