DELIVERY SERVICE
EPISODE 02
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During the dinner p@rty, I got to chat with Labake and got to know her. She was in 100 level economics dep@rtment. She lived in the hostel and was based in Lagos. I asked about her relationsh!pwith Bayo and she told me that he was her school father and a good friend back in secondary school. I saved Labake’s number on my phone that night and enjoyed dancing with her as she was always hitting her as$ on my Joystick at intervals.
Throu-ghout the following week, I still din’t have the nerves to ask her out, all I could do was just calling her twice or thrice a day. Three weeks after the dinner, we began to exchange visits. Bayo would motivate me several times to face Labake and “talk the talk” but I just didn’t have the courage to do such as I had never d@t£d any girl in my life and my level of shyness was on another dimension.
We closed for the session and left school. Throu-ghout the holiday, I was always busy chating with Labake all the time. We would talk about everything and even irrelevant issues just to whirl away boredom. As the days went by, our friendsh!pbegan to grow gradually to the extent that we were so fond of each other. Even my family was aware of it that there was someone taking my attention all the time. I would s£nd several ro-mantic poems to Labake and she would reply them, she would call me in the morning and nights and I would return her calls too. I didn’t nee-d a soothsayer to tell me before I knew I was in love. But the big challenge was how to “talk the talk”.
School resumed for a new session and we were both back to campus. I spent all my pocket money and my inflated school fees on new cloths, watch, chain, perfumes, trou-sers and shoes just to look good at my own best to Labake. My friends and Bayo were surprised to see the way I hanged out with her and how we are always together throu-ghout our registration process. Friends were hailing me for finally having a girl in my life. Not just a girl but a fair pretty damsel with an average height, killer a$$ and beautifully big oranges. Only her smiles could melt Ice. The dimple on her chick added more to her beauty.
I would always go to her dep@rtment whenever I didn’t have lectures. I would spend most of my time hanging around with her. It was so obvious among our circle that we were the latest h0t friends on campus. I began to have more competitors and many guys were trying all means to d@t£ her. Weeks after week, the bond was growing and our visitations was increasing that even Bayo the match-maker himself couldn’t believe seeing her in our compound almost everytime.
Two months into the new session, Labake bec@m£ the best thing that ever happened to me, I couldn’t stand 30 minutes without communicating with her. I took my courage, did a lot of rehearsals and homework on how to ask her out. I took the bold step and asked her out.
I was shocked when she said “ONIHAXY, don’t stress yourself, It can’t happen, let’s just continue our friendsh!p”. I asked her why she turned me down and she made me to realize that she wasn’t interested in any relationsh!pfor now because she wanted to concentrate on her studies and build her GP and most importantly take more time to heal her broken heart.
The more I tried to convince her, the more she was declining. At a point, she threatened to break our friendsh!pif I didn’t st©p pestering her on d@t!ng. It took the intervention of Bayo and her friends before she finally agreed to d@t£ me starting from the beginning of our second semester.
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On getting out to the main road, I tried Mr femi’s number but he wasn’t picking calls, I then tried Adenike’s number and it wasn’t reachable either. I was confused on where to go first. Should I visit my Adenike girlfriend for clarification? what if she is in trouble or she had been attacked? Or should I go to Mr Femi’s house? I was standing alone thinking when my phone rang.
It was Labake, she called to remind me of our appointment and also warned me not to involve anyone and reminded me of the surveillance monitoring me. I was scared again and had goose pimples immediately after the call. Onihaxy! Which kind trouble you come put yourself into?!
I got to the round-about at 10:44am, I called Labake to inform her that I was around but she wasn’t picking calls. I was so scared out of the fear that I’m not safe.
At 11am, I didn’t see anyone, Labake wasn’t picking calls, I waited for the next 15minutes and there was no sign of her so I turned back and was about going home when a bike parked beside me as if I st©pped him.
BIKE-MAN:”Climb the bike”
ME: What for? Who are you?
BIKE-MAN: “The person you are waiting for s£nt me to pick you”
ME: Who is the person? Did I tell you I’m waiting for someone?
BIKE MAN: **His phone rang, he picked it and gave it to me** Climb the bike, (Labake’s voice)
The bike man rode pas-s Adesida road, pas-sed throu-gh Oyemekun road and took me inside A&T h0tels. He dropped me inside the h0tel compound and left without saying any word.
I was not comfortable and I couldn’t picture what was going on.
Suddenly my phone rang and it was a pri-vate number and I picked.
ME: Hello, who is this?
CALLER: Mr Femi, just listen to me carefully. Ensure that parcel is safe with you, I will call you later to tell you where to bring it to.
If you fail to deliver it, you will be killed. And take this warning.
No one must know about our communication, including your boss at work, if you breach this warning, consider yourself DEAD. **Hanged up**
I stood still with my mouth wi-de opened and clueless as I was still holding the phone on my ear. Suddenly, a young lady tapped me from the back and said “follow Me”.
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At the beginning of 2nd semester, Labake finally agreed to d@t£ me. I was so happy and excited. The joy in me knew no bond as it was my first inti-mate relationsh!p. I so much loved her to the extent that I bec@m£ a dummy to her.
Labake was a pretty lady whose beauty was attra-cting men and boys and I tried all my best to maintain her standards in the little way I could. At first, she wasn’t a demanding type, it had always been the normal recharge cards and eatery stuffs. Week after week, our union was waxing stronger. Most times when we are in my house, all we did was hvg, k!ssand rest our b©dy on each other. There was no sx for the first month because I was shy to make the move despite the fact that she would sleep overnight in my place most times. We sometimes chatted dirty and she told me things from her past, I lied to her that I had d@t£d 2 girls in the past and I framed up S-xcapades.
On the second month, I took the courage and advanced our intim-acy to tou-ching and ru-bbing her tummy, gradually to unveiling her Bos-oms and fondling which she sometimes resisted.
On our first day of inti-mate intimacy, we met in school earlier that day and she told me she would visit me in the evening. I got home earlier, purchased cooking ingredients. I had the determination of doing it that day after watching a lot of indecency and re-ading sx magazines in the time past. Labake arrived past 6pm, she helped me with the stew preparations, cooked rice and finished the whole cooking at few minutes to 8pm. We ate the food and sat on the be-d to watch movies on my l@pt©p.
Labake lied on my che-st pressing her Bos-oms on me. I could feel the s-en-sation of her Bos-oms on my che-st. I placed my left hand on her back, inser-ted my hand un-der her blouse and smooching and c@r£ss!ngher back gently by moving my palms up and down un-der the blouse. Gently moving slowly to the side of her Bos-oms, using my palms and f!ngersto ca-ress her. When I noticed she has starting to m0@n softly, I changed my technique from palm to the ti-p of my f!nger. The m0@n ing was increasing gradually as she st©pped watching the movie, turned her head towards me with her eyes closed. On seeing this, I had feelings inside of me that I’m ma-king progress. I locked myl-ips in her mouth and gave her a ro-mantic k!ssand she k!$$£d back pas-sionately…
That marked the beginning of my inti-mate relations with Labake.
To Be Continued…