Hmmmm Gluv01... OK, OK... Your profile pix is cool.. BTW, I am still waiting for induction. missed your humours.. Abeg, fish Aunty Efe out from wherever she is hiding..

Relax, folks. Let me complete the story for Mazi since he's gone AWOL.

Frankenstein: Relax, folks. Let me complete the story for Mazi since he's gone AWOL.

you want make we con dy sleep on top phone abi ?

F.K.O:
you want make we con dy sleep on top phone abi ?

Lolz.
Mazi pls upload oh. Sleep don enter ma eye oo

F.K.O:
you want make we con dy sleep on top phone abi ?

Buh why you come like the story too much? For your mind now, you done dey get fantasies

Asaya, Asaya, why you no go zamfara!

Those fools can't get tired of that annoying biggle!

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Day 18 - Saturday
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I woke up that morning with sleep still heavy in my eyes. The football match did drain lots of my energy, coupled with the hot se.x with wangu. I slept off as soon as I got to the hostel that night, missing out on some of the social activities that went on that night. I wondered if my platoon made it to the final of the dance competition or not.
Then I thought of Sonia; which direction our act will lead to. She had insisted that we don't attach any sort of devotion to the relationship, calling it an act. But camp was almost rounding off, and we still have not gotten our grooves on.
Then I thought about chifawu and the new fondness I've developed for her. She was the only girl that I had a special soft spot for.
If my heart was a 3 bedroom flat, she was occupying the master's bedroom! So far, I had no intimate act with her, yet I felt this unique bond between us. I wondered if she felt the same way I did. I had given a hint last time, but I never knew if she got the full hint or just a part of it. She was beautiful in a natural way, intelligent and easy going.

Then I thought about wangu; my sex-capade with her last night had created a special link between we too. She was sweet and charming, knew what she wanted and went for it. She didn't relent when she saw me slipping away from her. Her devotion to make the tidying work out was classic. I love bold girls, boldness is an offshoot of maturity, knowing what you want and going for it.

Then I remembered Jane.
After our passionate f'u'ck, we didn't really connect again. I discovered I was more like her lost boyfriend, Ken. She wanted me to be more like Ken than more like myself. Everything I did reminded her of ken, my malizia, my height, my smile. The only thing she acknowledge that was different was the f'u'ckk. She confessed she never had it that good; at least something had to be different!

The my heart skipped a bit as I remembered Oge. I wondered what's up with her. It was still strange how someone snapped her from me all of a sudden. I knew I was found wanting in the area of commitment and devotion. It was camp for crying out loud!
I knew that whatever that new guy was offering, wasn't something I could offer. It could be money, it could be commitment, it could be devotion; being a typical igbo girl, I could bet that the guy had a fat wallet; not just a fat wallet, but also a zeal to spend.

I remembered Ita. I was still tripping for those dark curly hairs of hers. My only regret was that I was yet to tidy her. I had the rare opportunity that night at the centre while we watched the dance competition. If not that the ugly one had already arranged chicks for us to tidy, I would have hit the club with her, and have a feel of those rich, thick hairs that will cover her c'u'nt.

Move eight! Move eight!

Double up! Double up!

The shouts from the military men outside interrupted my thoughts. I dressed and got ready for the parade.

The morning parade began the usual way. The announcements were made and we were informed that the redeployment list would be pasted later that day.

Some social activities were going to be held that night; sunday night was going to be the main Social night; we would go for endurance trek monday morning, camp fire night on monday night; tuesday morning would be the official closing of camp.
We were to play our third place play-off for the football that evening, while our ladies will play in the final of their volleyball competition.

We watched as the selected marching team practised for the closing ceremony. The program was rehearsed as it was going to be done; from the arrival of state dignitaries, to the arrival of the governor, to state and national salutes, to the marching proper - from slow march to fast march. The military were so organised and thorough that they pay attention to every single detail. Any single mistake and they start all over again.

After the parade, wangu came to complain to me about the girl that was supposed to represent us in Miss Nysc. She travelled yesterday and said she may not come back until the day we are to leave camp. She looked troubled at the recent development.

"We will find another girl." I tried to console her but she felt it may not be possible finding her replacement, and that her name and passport had already been submitted to the socials unit.

"Can't we retrieve it?" I asked her.

"We need a replacement first." She was really troubled.
Both of us started considering all possible representative at the platoon. Those approached declined, saying it was too sudden as they needed time to prepare.

Then I remembered Chifawu.

I searched for her, it was obvious she was at the Obs. Then I called her and asked her to meet me at the volleyball court.
She came almost immediately.

I told her of the sudden development and asked her to stand for the platoon at the competition.

"Do you think I stand a chance?" She asked me.

"You are beautiful, you are charming; above all, you are smart and I believe you can answer any question they will throw at you." I replied.

She thought for some minutes like she was considering the ups and downs.

"Please, do this for us."

She said she didn't know the type of questions to expect and I promised her I will enlighten her later in the evening.

"You really want me to do this?" She asked.

"Yes, please. I will be proud to see you crowned Ms Nysc." I smiled at her as I replied her.

"You will teach me what I'm required to know?" She asked again, as if to be sure.

"Yes, I promise."

"Let me have the form." She said.

It was one of the wisest decisions I made in camp. . .

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Later in the day, the ugly one called me to inform me that his name came out at the redeployment list. He's been redeployed back to imo state. He sounded really excited and asked that I meet him at the mami.
I joined him later and he was really celebrating. He informed me that we were to go for the club that night. That I can bring along any girl of my choice.

I was going to think about it. Who to go clubbing with, and then end up f'u'cking her. I could try and convince Ita. . .

Or Sonia. . .

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In the evening, I joined my platoon as we played against platoon 3 on the third place play-offs. The platoon 5 that we defeated managed to defeat this platoon and was going to face platoon 10 in the finals later on.

Etisalat was already creating awareness in the camp that evening with their nice vans. They were the sponsors of the dance and drama competition coming up that night. They were selling phones and lines to corpers, doing mini promos, dishing out free recharge cards, t-shirts, face caps and so on.

The match started as I and sanni once again manned the defence. We were more daring this time around as we pushed forward and launched series of attacks.

We scored the only goal of the match towards the end of the first half. The match ended that way and we took the 3rd place.

I was on time to see our girls as they were beaten blue black by platoon 9 girls. It was a one-way traffic. I noticed the team captain was not playing. When I asked about her, adeola told me she was at the hostel, obviously not feeling fine.
At least they took the second position.

The fainters platoon wasn't doing bad after all.

After the match, I went back to the hostel and freshened up. The ugly one was obviously still at the mami. I was still considering his request and trying to make up my mind who to go with.

I picked the manuals given to us after registration and read through them. They contained some vital information like names of camp director and the officials. They also contain information about kogi state and other things needed for the Ms Nysc contest. I jotted some things down and got ready for my tutorial with Chifawu.

She called later and informed me she had already given her passport to wangu and she was ready for the tutorial.

I left the hostel to where she was to give her the tutorials. . .

It was a wonderful tutorial session. . .

This isn't funny, reading the current post in 3mins.

gluv01: Btw who missed me?

j'ai raté u all(I missed u all, aunty avicky, Efe, HNB, maishot, brokoto, Foxy, laykhorn, cute bliss, Laurina David (trying to steal Mazi ), princesa, ITbomb, temifash)

The names are much, but i missed u guys o

And my dear MAzi that my Rivals are working so hard to take o (turns face away,folds arms and lets a tear out knowing MAzi has not been faithful)

Sweet glove01,
where the hell..,sorry.., where IN hell have u been?!

I was beginning to wonder if u have forsaken us here.

I mean TIbumb has been really nuwty, trying to induct only d ladies.
Brokoto has been unkempt, screwing with the guests;
Aunty Efe's gone AWOL;
Mazi, is.., well u know.., doing his thing withe the ladies..,( I didn't say unfaithful)
Blah, blah, blah...

Let me save u the lectures.

ALL I'm saying is;

We've really missed you!

Nehemiah459: This isn't funny, reading the current post in 3mins.

u slow die....mine was 2 mins

Now that Chief would redeploy would there be a swagger like him that Mazi could truly connect with as partners in sexcapade?

You don't have to like what I enjoy, that's why we are different. Moreso it will be an an abuse of the common sense for any one to say this work of maxi is not enjoyable.

laykhorn:

I hope I havent developed dyslexia.. You call it [b]GOOD[b\] work.. I dey laffffff. Weldone baddest guy 4 takin this as far as this

Mazi one more update b4 person sleep

F.K.O:
u slow die....mine was 2 mins

nawa two of una na slow readers I read this update in 30 sec

Mazi,

This one wey u do com commt, no be upload oh!

Na 'pre-load' be this na!

Wey I don waite tire from morning reach this night,
U come do 'pre-load'?!

U better bring ur a'r's'e come here before I call ITbomb for uM

Abi u don become 'old learner'?!

as i was reading, i prayed nt to si the end, y d upload con short nw abi na my hunger 4 mre. MAZI dix aint fair o, we dne dy wait since morning

majour: as i was reading, i prayed nt to si the end, y d upload con short nw abi na my hunger 4 mre. MAZI dix aint fair o, we dne dy wait since morning

My brother.

I been think say na only me na.



E be like say;
all the 'sexcapades' don dey kolo my mentor brain.

Temitii,

Nimzy13,

I see you..!

How could people read that lengthy update iin 30sec, 2mins or 3mins?. I fear o..

*see how dem serious like say na a spot in Guinness book of records dem dey contest for*

The title don't bloody hint that what would be opened is porn, i mean the first episode talked about the rigors of NYSC and the way it was delivered... the flair and creativity caught my fancy, but then the next episode was something else and the third... i just had to stop, and what do i hear, people telling me nonsense.

i mean it could have been a story about the journey of a Nigerian graduate from picking up a call up letter to actually his experience on camp, it doesn't have to include SO MUCH anecdotes on the writers sex escapades...... please.

keep enjoying your reading guyz, i hope there's something to be achieved there..lol duh

^^^^
Abeg wetin b ur problem gan sef? U dey take style read/enjoy the escapade and u stil dey complain>
Biko spare us some space for Mazi's upload......

Na 4 club d tutorials Go end

@walex
truthfully, i don't read anymore of his updates, but as you say, i will leave the space so that him go see where to post

my bad, enjoy

princesa: @walex
truthfully, i don't read anymore of his updates, but as you say, i will leave the space so that him go see where to post

my bad, enjoy

@princesa, young lady, are u sex-starved?

princesa: *see how dem serious like say na a spot in Guinness book of records dem dey contest for*

The title don't bloody hint that what would be opened is porn, i mean the first episode talked about the rigors of NYSC and the way it was delivered... the flair and creativity caught my fancy, but then the next episode was something else and the third... i just had to stop, and what do i hear, people telling me nonsense.

i mean it could have been a story about the journey of a Nigerian graduate from picking up a call up letter to actually his experience on camp, it doesn't have to include SO MUCH anecdotes on the writers sex escapades...... please.

keep enjoying your reading guyz, i hope there's something to be achieved there..lol duh

Sebi u aff run ya mouth like tire Oya go and take your tablets and make sure u put on ur glasses coz tis obvious you didn't notice d title before spitting trash..... New Learner

$hady¤J:

@princesa, young lady, are u sex-starved?

i agree with this

princesa: *see how dem serious like say na a spot in Guinness book of records dem dey contest for*

The title don't bloody hint that what would be opened is porn, i mean the first episode talked about the rigors of NYSC and the way it was delivered... the flair and creativity caught my fancy, but then the next episode was something else and the third... i just had to stop, and what do i hear, people telling me nonsense.

i mean it could have been a story about the journey of a Nigerian graduate from picking up a call up letter to actually his experience on camp, it doesn't have to include SO MUCH anecdotes on the writers sex escapades...... please.

keep enjoying your reading guyz, i hope there's something to be achieved there..lol duh

Pastoress Princesa, are u a virgin? This is sinners paradise as pretenders like u will call it. Pls let this thread be and f..u..c..k off from here .

$hady¤J:

@princesa, young lady, are u sex-starved?

The young lady really needs an o.r.g.a.s.m asap!
One would have expected she silently exits the thread after she noticed what she didn't like, without dropping a comment.

She did not just drop a comment to acknowledge her presence, she followed it up in her quest to seek male attention, just like a she-goat does when its on heat.

Someone should poke that {wild c'u'n't} and let her sleep off after waves of o.r.g.a.s.m!!!

maishot:

Sweet glove01,
where the hell..,sorry.., where IN hell have u been?!

I was beginning to wonder if u have forsaken us here.

I mean TIbumb has been really nuwty, trying to induct only d ladies.
Brokoto has been unkempt, screwing with the guests;
Aunty Efe's gone AWOL;
Mazi, is.., well u know.., doing his thing withe the ladies..,( I didn't say unfaithful)
Blah, blah, blah...

Let me save u the lectures.

ALL I'm saying is;

We've really missed you!

He is a very Gud secretary conveyed the info in the required manner....

hop u enjoyin ur self gluv....

tee_la_cruz ( m ), SAKUR , Tayojasco , seunmsg ( m ), sawyer89 , sambroose ( m ), Ademab ( m ), bukkylois ( f ), foliks ( f ), YOUNGKAHUNA , Anaskie ( m ) and 5 guest(s)
guys from my time zone i think its too early oh ...

ger_gemam: @Mazi

Thought The Federal Polytechnic Bida is located in Niger state and U camping in Kogi State..... ***Thinking***

Federal polytecnic Idah is in kogi state

temi4fash:

He is a very Gud secretary conveyed the info in the required manner....

hop u enjoyin ur self gluv....

As the Secretary of this thread,
conveyed on me (without Mazi's consent),

I declare free breakfast for all those on this thread.

..., with egg sussage as a special treat for u Temi4flash.


Any complaint?

There was love in the air!

Three more days to go and it seems every corp member was trying to get some action before leaving camp. Some came into camp hearing tales of sex-capades going on at camp: but staying almost to the end of camp without getting any, they have decided to launch attacks and get some action.

Corpers walked around in pairs, holding hands and sometimes daring to kiss even in public places. I looked up to ensure there wasn't a full moon or something.

Chifawu had called earlier on for me to meet her in front of the accounts section. She planned that we go to the main studio of Obs for the rehearsals.

"Everywhere stinks of sin!" She joked and laughed as I met her in front of the accounts office.

"What do you expect?" I replied.

"You can't imagine the number of guys that actually asked me out today alone." She said.
I wondered how she reacts when a guy asks her out. Was she always as courteous as ever.

I asked if she ever feels she was missing out on camp fun and she said no.

"This is not fun, this is youthful exuberance." Then, like an after thought, she asked.

"Do you think I am missing out?"

I thought about it for some minutes. Was she really missing out? Was there any thing to miss at camp? Was the fun in camp worth it? Some may give you a negative answer, but for me, there was loads of fun in camp. Having sex was just the icing on the cake. The fun was in making friends, hanging out, mixing up with people of different custom, religion and background.

The sex part was good though.

"I still feel I'm missing out on camp." She said before I could reply her question. Seems the pressure of camp was gradually softening her.

"If there was anything you missed out, you can always catch up, starting with the form you're holding now." I said, pointing at the duplicate form of the Ms Nysc peagent with Nestle foods boldly written on top of the form as the sponsors.

We were standing in front of the accounts office, talking without making any effort to proceed to the obs studio. I noticed there were benches behind the office, so I motioned her to those benches. The back of the office was not visible as it was more secluded. There were files littered around the marbled floor, with cartons of documents dumped and ignored outside.
The light coming out from one of the windows of the offices was enough for us to see. She didn't protest the secluded new venue I took her to, she relaxed in one of the benches and I sat next to her. She opened her waist bag and brought out the pictures we snapped few days back. I had almost forgotten the pictures and didn't even border going back to collect them. The were beautiful, she looked dazzling with on the pictures. The digital lens together with some photographic effects made her look like a model.

She truly was dazzling!

"Ladies and gentlemen, put your hands together for Ms Nysc, kogi state!" I joked as I saw the pictures. She laughed out loud at my joke. I glaned through the pictures one after the other; together with the ones we were holding hands like couples.

"My hostel friends have been asking lots of questions about this picture." She said. "They believe I'm going out with you and is hiding it from them."

I know how it is with some girls. Once they see someone that they believe claims to be holy, they start monitoring her to see if she's doing some things behind and covering it up with holiness.

"What did you tell them?" I asked.

"I told them the truth. That you were my friend."

"What if I don't want to be just a friend? What if I want something deeper than that?" I asked and she stared at me without speaking. I drew close to her and planted a light kiss on her lips. She didn't respond, neither did she object, so I kissed her again, then again. . .

Then she responded. . .

We kissed for a few minutes. I was expecting her to break away and caution me but she didn't. I held her at the back of her head, caressing her back lightly as we kissed and sucked on each others tongue.

She was a good kisser, and I wondered how she learnt that act. Probably at sunday school, or one if the seminars organised by CASOR at her school.

Some things just come naturally. . .

I broke up the kiss finally. She stared at me like I was denying her something that rightfully belonged to her. It was a deep look of want and hunger;

Or maybe resentfulness and hatred!

Whichever it was, it was deep and I had to kiss her again.

She broke up the kiss this time around and said we should concentrate on why we were there before we get carried away.

"I don't mind getting carried away with you." I said and she smiled.

"I'm not used to this. Let's just rehearse what you came with. We will talk about it later." She said.

"Talk about or complete it later?" I asked teasingly and she smiled again.

"Whichever. . ."

We rehearsed the paper I came with.

Names of the state governor, the deputy, the camp commandant, the camp director and other top nysc officials at the state, local governments in kogi state, different tribes and languages at kogi, nysc anthem, Nigerian anthem, pledge and lots more.
It was a long list but we were thorough with the revision. She was bright and smart, she crammed everything on the book.

After the rehearsal, we noticed that the area was almost deserted. Loud sounds were coming out from loud speakers at the hall. The Etisalat show had already started. The Ms nysc was to be the next day while this night was to see the conclusion of events such as pretty face, mr macho, best drama and best dance groups.

The ugly one will be waiting for me now for the party outside the camp. I had not made up my mind who to go with. Sonia was performing this night at the Etisalat show; there was still an option of going with wangu or chifawu. It was a long shot, but I have a strong conviction prowess and could apply that anytime, anyday.

She was not in a hurry to leave the secluded place we were after the rehearsal so we continued the kiss. I tried venturing further but she wouldn't cave in. She was enjoying the kisses and light touches I was making, handling her breast through the safety of her polo.

My phone rang and, like I suspected, it was the ugly one. He enquired about my way about and if I was ready for the show. I told him to hold on a bit, that I will get back to him later.

"Bad boy." He laughed and hung up. I wondered how he got to know I was doing some funny things. That guy had a talent in a wrong way! I thought to myself.

"Let's go to the centre." She said.

I thought about it for a moment and made my decision.

I wasn't going on a party with the ugly one while I could have a sweet girl by my side all night.

Who knows, one thing may lead to another and we might get some groove that night.

Even if we don't, I cared about her in a whole lot ways than just sex.

The ugly one can go to his party. He is trying to catch more fun at kogi before he goes back to imo; while I'm going to be spending a full year at kogi.

It was one of the wisest decision I made.

We stepped out of the accounts section and headed to the hall. . .

My night was just about to start. . .