?Water Strike?
?.(Crazy compound)?
Genre: Drama (Comedy)
Setting: Lagos, Nigeria
Tags: comedy, R0m-nce??
By: Vickie Dora ✍️
Episode 10
( Friends)
(Chioma was in her room when she heard a knock on her door. Dropping the book she was reading, she went and opened it but the person at the door is the last person she will be expecting)
Chioma: Ahhnahn (having a surprise look) Mr. Sylvester, what are you doing here…can I help you
Big Prof: cab you let me in first before questioning me (He smiled on his charming smiles, showing his dimples)
Chioma: (Casting him a questioning glare, with different thought running throu-ghher mind, she shrug) Ok come in
Big Prof: Thanks (He nodded his head, glancing at the neatness of the room. Chioma is considered to be one of the neatest Lady in the compound, if not even the neatest, unlike Sade who is the dirtiest. A sweet aroma filled his nostril, as he struggles to find a seat. Apart from being neat, Chioma’s cooking skills can make a man go crazy for her.)
Chioma: So what do I owe you, Mr. slyves…..
Big Prof: Just call me Big Prof or Sylvester, drop the formality
Chioma: (Smiles) Ok, if you say so, but I have to give you that respect as my lecturer
Big Prof: Don’t act like we were not friends before I started lecturing in your school. For goodness sake Chioma, what came over you, what destroy that friendship we had? You suddenly stated snubbing me, mocking me anytime you get the chance, and whereas you are no more the chatty and respectful type that I know you to be. What’s wrong, what is my offence?
Chioma: (Sighs heavily) You did nothing wrong, but you can’t just expect me to be chatting with you the way I used to. You are now my lecturer, there should be a space
Big Prof: A space? Because I’m your lecturer, babe that’s not a genuine reason. I, becoming your lecturer doesn’t mean that we shouldn’t be friends. Moe is added to it, there is something you are not telling me
Chioma: Sylvester i….
Big Prof: Chioma I love you and you know that, why are you pretending
Chioma: I’m not pretending (She yells) I’m just,,,,
Big Prof: You are just what?
Chioma: Syl…come on, you can’t just throw myself at you without knowing your true intention
Big Prof: You knew my intention Chi.. I showed it in every way. You just choose to ignore me
Chioma: (Angry) Sylvester, I don’t know why you are saying this, but please I will like to be alone
Big Prof: Are you kicking my out
Chioma: (sighs frustratingly) that’s not what I mean, but please…
Big Prof: No no no…it’s fine…I’m leaving, but just have it at the back of your mind that I will always love you. And if you nee-d someone to talk to, you know my room (He said and went out of the room. Chioma dropped on her bed as he left. He was right; she actually changed, not because of the lecturer and student stuff, but because of desperation. She nee-ded money and Sylvester couldn’t afford that amount at that time. She had no choice but to sell herself to that old man, just for him to pay her school fees. She defiled her good self, and abstained from Syl. knowing full well that he loves her. She feels like a slut that doesn’t deserve a guy like him, she feels like Syl. will hate her if he finds her about her slutty doings this days…tears rolled down her eyes as she remember his word confessing his love for her. There came another knock on the door, she hesitated before going to open it
Chioma: Mtchewwww (She hissed and tried closing it back, but Oga landlord manage to for-ce himself in) Oga landlord, what is it now, why are you in my room
Oga Landlord: Ahnaah, I should be asking you what Big Prof…that stupid boy…was doing in your room
Chioma: Well as you can see, big Prof is not here. What do you want (She yells)
Oga Landlord: Heiiheei, don’t shout at me joor, ahnahn kilode (What is it) (Chioma hissed again)
Ok fine.. I saw that Big Prof, coming out of this room…hope it is not what I am thinking
Chioma: And what are you thinking
Oga Landlord: What do you think I will be thinking, or do you think that I am a small pikin. I know what children of nowadays used to do now…hope he did not shine your congo sha
Chioma: Which congo ehn, which congo…you sef…shey you no dey shine other girls congo….oh or you think I do not know that you are also f*¢king Baby Sussi
Oga Landlord: (trying to cover her mouth, preventing her from talking loudly) Talk small small naa, do you want to bring down this building with your voice? Errmmm, about Baby Sussi, that was before….since the day I found you..ahannaha…I did not touch anybody…not even my wife..you are the only one my baby chichi (he smiles trying to hold her to himself, but she pushed him)
Chioma: Woo,… Oga Landlord, stop it stop
Oga Landlord:Ahnnaha, wait o…chi baby..don’t tell me that you are rejecting me now
Chioma: Exactly Oga landlord, I am tried
Oga Landlord: tired of what
Chioma: Tired of all the ru-bbish that we have been doing…I don’t want to continue..you have a wife and even a daughter of my age..i can’t do this any longer. We are both commiting fornication, and God is against it…whereas I just found someone I love so much, and I am not ready to cheat on him (She spat)
Oga Landlord: Shut up joor, look at her mouth…yeaaannnyaaan (Mockingly mimicking her) So you do not know that what we were doing is a sin when I was giving you that money, you did not know that it is a sin the day I bought you that phone, furnished your room and even tell you to stop paying house rent. Now that Big Prof has come into your life, you now know that I am an old man abi…you now know that I have a wife and a daughter of your age, hmm…haahaaahaa( laughs) ok now…we shall see. And as for that Big Prof that want to eat from where his fathers are eating, he will also see me
(He snaps and left. Chioma busted into tears as he left…she is indeed a slut, she thought, and cursed herself for deciding to follow that wrong path just because of money, will she ever get to come out of it…will Sylvester take her back and like her the way he used to before….All these thought filled her mind, as she prays she finds a solution)
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?Water Strike?
?.(Crazy compound)?
Genre: Drama (Comedy)
Setting: Lagos, Nigeria
Tags: comedy, R0m-nce??
By: Vickie Dora ✍️
Episode 11
(Fine babe)
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(The guys were present in their room, except douglas who was the only one that had lectures that day. James and segun were on their phones going throu-ghchats and post, while Emeka was busy studying a past question. Douglas barged into the room immediately, without knocking, causing them to je-rk up in fear)
James: (Standing on the bed) Guy..whats the meaning of this now, why did you barged in like that
Douglas: (pa-nting like a dog) Thank you jesus…(Getting on ihis knees) thank you my lord jesus
Segun: (having a puzzled look) what os it, why ae you thanking jesus suddenly, you that doesn’t know the different between Jesus and God
Emeka: maybe he won a lottery
James: At least that will be a better news, douglas is a dog you know
Douglas: guys the lord is good. Hmmm, this miracle is more than winning a lottery…it is more than it ooo
James: oya tell us, we are listening
Douglas: guess what guys
Emeka: (Hissed) Mtcheewwww, just tell us and stop asking us to guesss joor (he muttered fli-pping the pages of the book in his hand)
Douglas: (Clears his throat and smiles) humhummm, I met the fine babe in school today
(They three guys hissed loudly and went back to their former position, leaving him surprise) Hanahan, guys wait now…wait…and here the goodnews first before hissing
James: Which goodnews is that one, which goodnews. We all nee-d money here, and you are talking about one babe….wooo shut up joor
Segun: You even have time to listen to this one…this panla fish
James: Abi oo (They mocked, and douglas glance at himself for comfirmation, as Emeka laughs his lungs out)
Emeka: guys guys, let give him a chance to speak…atleast something good might come out of his story
James: I pray oo, ok continue douglas, we are listening
Douglas: thank you jare my guy (he said, referring to Emeka) as I was saying, I asked this babe out..and she accepted…….!!!!! (He screamed in glee)
James: So????
Douglas: So?? What do you mean by that question
Segun: Guy, shey you get sense at all, what concern us with the babe that accepted your proposal…I mean
Douglas: hey heee…don’t tell me that one oo, don’t you use to tell us about your babes too. Anyway,to cut the long story short, she will be coming here today…and you know (he winks)
Emeka: Wai….wait..dont tell me that you wanna…you know…sleep with her
Douglas: Of course..bro..but we don’t use that language “sleep with her” I want to gbense her…you know…give her my styles
Segun: Which styles…which stupid styles
James: styles apart….which room do you want to use to perform those styles
Douglas: which room? What sort of question is that one….her of course
Emeka: Are you serious?? (he furrowed his brows)
Douglas: ( Mimicking his voice) I’m damn serious bro
(They continued to argue about him using the room or not, when a knock came on the door)
Douglas: Shhhh, I think she is here…you guys should comport yourselves
Emeka: What!!!!( He whispered)
(Going to open the door)
Douglas: Oh my baby….welcome…come in come in (he ushered her in, as the guys frown)
Rose: Hi….(She smiles and winked at the guys who mumbled a response)
Douglas: Babe….have you seat…erm meet my friends…erm james, Emeka and Segun. Guys meet Rose, my one and only sweet heart (he smiles, while she chuckles..the guys fake a smile as to not to seem bad. They immediately frown and cast glares at Douglas when she is not looking)
Rose: Wow…doug you gat cute friends with good names (she smiles and pec-ked his cheek, he laughs ha-rd. The guys laughs too but mockingly)
Douglas: Erm,,,,babe..let me see my friends off, they were about going before you came (He muttered and winked at the guys, giving them a signal; which they were reluctant to obey at first, but later changed their mind after a pleading look from him)
James: Ye…sss, we were about leaving…errmm take good care of yourself…our wife (James smiled and left with segun and emeka)
Rose: Pheeewww( she breathed out) baby??
Douglas: yes darling
Rose: errm, now that they are going, so can we start business (She winks, while he blus-hed)
Douglas: Sure…who won’t wanna taste a sweetie pie like you
(She ki-ssed him before he could complete his sentence, as he reciprocated, suc-king the bott-om of her li-ps. The ki-ss was soft at first but later become rou-ghand intense, they wanted more from each other. She wasted no time but unbu-tton his shirt, as he delves his hand into her blouse, fondling her soft bre@st. She M0-n loudly and took of her blouse completely, reaching for his belt and un-buckled it. He suc-ked ha-rdly on her bre@st, dragging off the short gown she was putting on, leaving her in only her pa-nties.
The fire was burning in him, he nee-ded to calm his demon, and her wants to satify her urge…they were so engross in the love making, that they forgot to use protection. She succeeded in giving him a BJ sending his spirit to the life beyond. He couldn’t admit the fact that she was a professional Ashawo (prostitute).
Rose: Babe (she M0-n) I nee-d you down ther.e…fill me with what you have best (she said, dragging his head down to her lap-s. He lic-ked her cl-it, sending spark fire into her stomach
Douglas: Fu*k (he muttered..enjoying the moment, but her sudden M0-n turns him off. She wasn’t M0-ning the way she was at the start….her M0-n, was becoming like that of a village girl) bae, where you the one that M0-ned now
Rose: yes ooo yes, continue…haaaa, just continue (She said, in her original voice, she has been faking it all along but his shrug it off. Perhaps she is tired, he thought)
*Outside the room**
Emeka: Guys, are we just gonna stay out here till he is throu-gh, I have notes to read oo
Segun: Abi na, abi if you are chopping peper soup, would you want someone to be watching you?
Emeka: not that jare…he should just be fast ooo, ahh, I can’t take it any longer oo
James: Let’s just be patient, I’m even feeling sleepy
Two hour later**
(Rose and Douglas slept of after their make out…he turned on the bed, and felt something cold. He move his hands closer and notice it was just close to rose. He opened his eyes slowly to see what is w£t on the bed, hope I’ts not what he is thinking he thought. Lifting her body up a little, he noticed a big mark of Kampala drawing on the bed)
Douglas: Jesus…what is this…wait…how did water get to the bed (He smelled it, and the odour that came into his nostril, gave his a five sec headache) haaa piss (Urine) (Waking her up) Rose…rose..wake up (he whispered)
Rose: (Mumbling drowsily) Uhmm, what is it, stop disturbing my sleep
Douglas: Wake up joor, look at this…what is this,…tell me
Rose: Ahhahh, what sort of question is that…this is weewee of course
Douglas: Ahhaaaa, weewee, urine….you urinated on my bed
Rose: Come on, is it not your bed…ahnn…sebi you said that you love me….ehn take it as a lovely gift…sorry for that anyway,…I think I overslept…
Douglas: What overslept…how do you expect me to dry this,….how…oh jesus.. what is all this (he panic. She stood up from the bed, and went towards the bag she brou-ght along. Right in fron oif him, she change into a new and dry cloth and fold the w£t one in a nylon, and sque-ezed it into the bag. Douglas, stared at her with his mouth widely opened)
Douglas: So you actually prepared for this
Rose: I go along with dry clothes incase of incasity, goodbye…love you (she said, and left without waiting for a reply)
Douglas: haaa, rose…come here…wait…haaa jesuss oooo, what will this guys say now, if they enter this room and meet the bed w£t and this awful smell…oh God. Which kain girl I go carry like this….pesin no fit see better lady again carry…na so so piss this one go dey pisss fo husband house ooo.
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TBC…….
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