Besides, I had always believed in faithfulness and commitment in relationship. I also believed in dating one lover at a time. I had no other lover than Enny, and it had never crossed my mind that I should flirt
with any other lady or have what they called a side chick.

Madam Bimpe Da Rochas proposition was therefore outlandish to me. I was befuddled, to say the least. When I got home and opened the polythene bag, I discovered there were two packs. One contained sausage beef while the second had laps of fried turkey. I handed the pack of turkey to my uncles wife and she was pleased as usual with my generous madam.

Later that evening, madam called my line. I had to leave the apartment to receive the call so that others would not hear or overhear the conversation

Good evening, maam, I greeted.

Thank you for the generosity, maam.

What generosity?

Er, as usual, the house maid gave me some food when I was Oh, that. Thats alright. So, what do you think about what I said? I really appreciate the interest, maam. I dont really know what
to say, madam.

She laughed over the line.

Wonderful. When will you know what to say?

I dont I dont know maam.

Good. I wont rush you. Take your time to decide whether youre
ready for this, or not. When youve made up your mind, let me know. Goodnight.

Goodnight, maam.

The line was cut off. I returned to the apartment, thinking of many things. I could see that I had two options. The first one was to maintain my decency and say no to madam. Where would that get me? I might lose the gains I had envisaged from the home lessons, but I would have my dignity.

Option B was to yield to her and gain all the material things I could gain. But, what if it backfired? What if Enny got to know? What about some other unforeseen consequences?
I would not be going to the house until the following week. Thank God I still had some time to think over things and to decide.

I tried to do my other duties as diligently as possible - talking about my church administration work. On Saturday the members of the choir were around, as usual, for their rehearsals. Sophia too was there and everything went smoothly.

Sunday service too was grand. The Welfare committee met after the service, but Madam Da Rocha acted as if she barely knew me. I could not but marvel at her dexterity in keeping a straight face and acting as if she never said anything close to what she had told me.

Of course when I saw Enny, I could not broach on the topic with her. Her answer would be why had I not told the woman no? Not only that, she would go ahead and call the woman a shameless one. I didnt also discuss with any of my friends. I wanted to be the one to take the sole decision so that if it backfired, I would blame no one but myself.

The following day was a Monday and I would be going to madams house. Surely, she would be expecting my answer by now. I braced up as I took a bike to the place. I also had an answer for her.
I had decided I would be a man and tell her yes. But I would have to be very discreet in the relationship. No matter the circumstance, I would not want my affairs with her to adversely affect my relationship with Enny. I decided I would tell madam everything about Enny, how she had been very good to me and how we planned to get married.

When I got to the house, I was told madam was not around. It did not take long for Sophia to return from school, so I went straight to the business of teaching her. The topic was Adverbial Clauses and I was soon engrossed in that. As usual after talking for some minutes, I asked Sophia if she had any question.

She sighed and stared at me.

Do you have any question? I asked again.




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I had decided I would 'be a man' and tell her yes. But I would have to be very discreet in the relationship. No matter the circumstance, I would not want my affairs with her to adversely affect my relationship with Enny. I decided I would tell madam everything about Enny, how she had been very good to me and how we planned to get married.

   When I got to the house, I was told madam was not around. It did not take long for Sophia to return from school, so I went straight to the business of teaching her.

The topic was Adverbial Clauses and I was soon engrossed in that. As usual after talking for some minutes, I asked Sophia if she had any question.

    She sighed and stared at me.

   'Do you have any question?' I asked again.

   'Yeah. I want to know, can you date an older woman?'

   I was almost startled by her question. 'Excuse me?'

   'I asked if you can date a woman much older than you.'

   I looked at her in wonderment. 'What has your question got to do with adverbial clauses?'

   'Oh, uncle Alex, I just want to know.'

   My mind was thinking of many things. Why did she ask? Did she have any hint about what her mum told me? Madam would not tell her mid-teenage daughter that kind of thing, would she?

   Sophia stared at me, expectantly.

   I sighed. 'Sorry, I'm going to overrule that question, as it has nothing to do with the subject matter.'

   I stood my ground. There was no way I would answer that very question. She smiled and I continued with my teaching. I left the house about quarter past seven p.m. Madam still was yet to arrive but as I neared the gate, her call came through.

   'Good evening, ma'am,' I greeted.

   'Good evening, Alex. How far with the lesson? Are you through?'

   'Yes, ma'am. I'm just about to leave the house.'

   'Good. Well-done. You know that last junction to the house, wait for me there. In the next ten minutes, or so, I should be in that vicinity, okay?'

   'Okay, ma'am. I'll wait there ma'am.'

   'See you.'

   I moved to the junction she said and stood by the roadside. It was twenty minutes past seven and darkness had nearly taken over the environ. My phone rang. I thought madam was on the line. No, it was Enny.  

   'Hello, dear,' I said.

   'Hi. Are you at home?'

   'No, not yet. I've just finished the lesson and I'm about to start going home.'

   'How was the lesson?'

   I smiled. 'It was great. Everything went well.'
    'I love you,' she said.

    I chuckled. 'Yeah, and I love you too.'

   'Can you promise me something?'

   I sighed. Now, what could my dear Enny want me to promise her? 'What do you want me to promise?' I mumbled.

   There was a slight pause across the line.
'Promise me that no woman will ever come between us.'

   I caught my breath. Now, what was this? First, Sophia asked if I could date an older woman. Now, Enny was asking for a promise of commitment.

   'Enny, you know I will always love you. Are you doubting that?'

   'No, but I want you to promise me that whatever is the case, no person on earth will come ever between us.'

   I sighed deeply. 'I promise.'

   She laughed shortly over the line. 'That's my sweetie. And let me promise too that on no account will I ever, ever let any other person come between us.'  

   We chatted a bit more and finally disengaged the line.

   I wondered why Enny must pick that day and that very hour for the promise. Why didn’t she ask for a promise before now? Why must she pick the time I had decided to tell Madam Da Rocha that I would be available for her heart desire?

   Ten minutes after I got to the junction, a sleek luxury car slowed down and parked a few metres from where I was standing. The driver's door opened and a middle aged came out. Even before he beckoned at me, I had started to move towards the car. The madam too came out.


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Ten minutes after I got to the junction, a sleek luxury car slowed down and parked a few metres from where I was standing. The driver's door opened and a middle aged came out. Even before he beckoned at me, I had started to move towards the car. The madam too came out.

   'Good evening, ma'am,.' I greeted.

   'Good evening , Alex.'  She turned to the driver. 'Alright, Taju. You can close for the day. See you tomorrow.'

   'Yes, madam.' He handed the car keys to her. 'Good night.'
   'Good night. Come early tomorrow o.'

   'Yes, ma'am.'

   The driver took his leave.

   'Let's go inside the car,' madam said. She went on to sit on the driver seat, while I sat on the next front seat.

   The interior of the car was cool and lush. I liked the scent I was perceiving in there.

   'So, how was the day, Alex?'

   'It was fine, ma'am.'

   'Good.' She looked at me squarely. Even in the dim light of the car, I could see curiosity all over her. 'So, tell me, do you have an answer for me?'

   I cleared my throat. Of course, I had decided I would be a man and act manly. I cleared my throat again and opened my mouth.

   'Yes, I ...'  No more words came out. Enny's image popped into my mind, and that was it. To my embarrassment and discomfort, all the manliness I thought I had garnered evaporated into the thin air.

  I was angry with myself. How could I become short of words, after I had decided that I would tell her my mind? Believe me I was angry that I had suddenly become lily-livered.

   She smiled. 'I can see that you're tensed up,' she said kindly. 'Try to relax, okay?  How old are you, Alex?'

   I tried to relax as she suggested. 'Thirty,' I answered.

   She nodded. 'I'll be fifty years old, by November tenth.'

   I stared at her briefly. Fifty? Gosh! So, madam was as old as that. I had thought she was about forty!

   She smiled again. 'I married my husband when I was twenty-six. I have two children - Steph and Sofia. Steph is twenty three and she's in an American university.

Sofia too preferred going abroad but I prevailed on her to continue her studies here in Nigeria. I don't want to be left alone here in Nigeria. I desire a close relationship with you not because I'm hungry for sex.

As a matter of fact,' she faced me squarely, 'sex is out of it.'

    I caught my breath. Sex, out of it? Was that how it would be? Do guys keep sugar mummies and sex would be out of the equation?

   She sighed. 'I just like you, Alex. I like your diligence and commitment. That is my reason for my interest.'

   It was my turn to sigh. What a proposition!

   'I know you're in a relationship with a lady. Don't worry, I won't be a stumbling block. As a matter of fact, I wish you the best.'

   She reached out for a bag on the back seat of the car and handed it to me. 'Take this bag. There are some wears and other things you will find useful in it. It's for you.'

   'Thank you so much, ma'am. I really appreciate all these.'

   'You deserve it. I like your coyness. Many other young men would have jumped at my offer, but here you are. Even after so many days, you could still not bring yourself to say yes. I like that. I like that decency.'

   I was quiet. If I said I was not surprised by what she was saying, then I would be lying.



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She reached out for a bag on the back seat of the car and handed it to me. 'Take this bag. There are some wears and other things you will find useful in it. It's for you.'

   'Thank you so much, ma'am. I really appreciate all these.'

   'You deserve it. I like your coyness. Many other young men would have jumped at my offer, but here you are. Even after so many days, you could still not bring yourself to say yes. I like that. I like that decency.'

   I was quiet. If I said I was not surprised by what she was saying, then I would be lying.

   'Continue to be a good young man,' madam continued. 'If you remember, I told you before that it is good to be good. Keep it up.'

   'Thank you, ma'am.'  My mouth was dry and I felt  I was watching a drama. 'I really appreciate all you've said and done, ma'am. Thank you.'

   'You've spent your first month on the coaching, now. How do you want to be paid? Will you give me your account number so that I can transfer money there, or do you want cash?'

   'I'll prefer cash ma'am'

    She brought her handbag, opened it and removed a bundle of one thousand naira notes.

    'Can you remove forty pieces from this?' She handed the bundle to me.

   I collected the bundle, counted forty thousand naira and separated it from the lot. She collected the forty thousand naira, leaving me with the rest.

  'That's your wage; that's our agreement.'

   'Yes, madam. Thank you, ma'am.'

   'Alright. That will be all for now. My regards to your family. Goodnight.'

   'Good night, and thank you, ma'am.'  

   I put the money inside the bag she had given me and stepped out of the car.

   I closed the door behind me, waved at the madam and moved to where I would take a bike home. With the 60K cash on me, I was delighted.

I was also glad about the 'gifts' madam had given me. I was however unsettled about some of the things she had said.

   On one hand, she desired a close relationship with me. On the other hand, she said she was glad I had exhibited 'decency' and had not jumped at her offer. 

Were these postulations not contradictory? Was she just pulling my legs, or what? What exactly was her stand?

   When I got home, I went to my room to open the bag she had given me.

It contained three St. Michael packet shirts, one Gianni Versace perfume for men, one 18 carat Rolex wrist watch and a Samsung Galaxy phone. I whistled to myself. All these, surely, would cost a lot. This madam Bimpe Da Rocha knew how to 'spoil' somebody.

  l didn't know I would have an imminent challenge from my fiancée over the gifts. The following day when Enny popped in to see me after closing from her place of work, still basking in euphoria, I had shown her all the items madam bought for me. Enny looked at them in wonder.

   'You mean Madam Da Rocha bought all these for you?' she asked as she picked the item up one by one and examined them

   'Yes, o.'

   Enny suddenly dropped the items and faced me squarely. 'Can you honestly tell me what's going on between you two?'



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l didn't know I would have an imminent challenge from my fiancée over the gifts.

The following day when Enny popped in to see me after closing from her place of work, still basking in euphoria, I had shown her all the items madam bought for me. Enny looked at them in wonder.

   'You mean Madam Da Rocha bought all these for you?' she asked as she picked the item up one by one and examined them.

   'Yes, o.'

   Enny suddenly dropped the items and faced me squarely. 'Can you honestly tell me what's going on between you two?'

    The smile slid off my face. 'What do you mean by that?' I tried to sound angry but I doubted if I actually sounded as such.

   'You know what I mean!' Enny said petulantly. 'Tell me, what's between you and that madam?'

   'Oh come on,' I said indignantly. 'If there's anything between us, will I be showing you all these?'  That seemed to make sense a bit, but she still looked uncertain.

  'But why is she buying all these for you?' she asked. 'What does she want from you?'
  I knew I dared not give her the true answer.  I decided to play smart.
  'I think she just likes me. She says I've been teaching her daughter well. I think it's because I've been doing the work well.'
   She sighed. I knew she was not totally convinced. Maybe I shouldn't have shown her the gifts. But she would still see them when I wore them and would raise eyebrow. I was like a gold fish that had no hiding place. Henceforth, I decided that I would be very smart in the way I handled Enny. I would eat my cake and still have it, I decided.
   That weekend, Saturday morning, about seven a.m., Madam Bimpe Da Rocha ( henceforth, I will refer to her as Madam B) called my number.

I was just loitering around the house, thinking of what to do with my time that Saturday morning when her call came through.

   'Good morning, Alex.' Her voice was cool and soothing.  'Are you very busy?'

   'Er, not exactly, ma'am.'

   'Can you come over?'

    'You mean to your house, ma'am?'

    'Yes, of course.'

    Since I had nothing to do that morning, why not? 'Okay, ma'am,. I'll soon come over.'
 
  I wondered why she wanted me to come to her place as I took my bath.

Could it be that she wanted Sofia to have extra lesson? Could it be that she had a special task for me? Well, don't worry, man, I told myself. You would soon know.

   I told the wife of my uncle I would be going to the church.

Since I did not know the exact thing I would be doing in madam’s house, I felt I should not mention her place. I realized that I had started lying.
   I arrived at the gate of Madam B's house eight a.m.  She was in the expansive sitting-room, still in her night dress.

 'There you are. How're you?' she greeted.
   I curtsied. 'Good morning, ma'am.'

   'Good morning. Hope your coming is not so inconvenient?'

   'No, ma'am. It's okay.'

   'Come, let me show you something upstairs.' She stood and I followed her to the staircase. My heart was beating fast.

  It was the first time I would be going up to the first floor.

We got to a large passageway. The whole floor had marble tiles, and everything smelled fresh. There were doors, leading to different rooms. We went to the last door to the right.

She opened it and stepped inside. I followed her inside. She closed the door to my back. It was a large bedroom, the largest I had ever seen in my life, so far.

At the edge of the room was a king size bed. There were long wardrobes.

Towards the right side of the bed was a small desk and a chair. There was a laptop, an i-pad and some files of documents on the table. The room smelt as if an exotic female perfume had just been sprayed there.

  As I stood and looked around the large, room, my heart beat increased. I was more curious than eager. But why did she bring me to the bedroom? I asked myself.

   Didn't Madam B say there would be nothing like sex in the bargain? Did she not expressly state the fact that she admired my 'decency'? So, why was I here, alone with her, in the bedroom?  

   I could feel her soft hand as she held my hand. 'Come over here,' she said.

   Meekly, like someone without a will of his own, I followed her.


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Didn't Madam B say there would be nothing like sex in the bargain? Did she not expressly state the fact that she admired my 'decency'? So, why was I here, alone with her, in the bedroom?

I could feel her soft hand as she held my hand. 'Come over here,' she said.

Meekly, like someone without a will of his own, I followed her.



Chapter Three


She led me to the desk. 'Here, sit down.'
As I sat down, a sigh of inexplicable relief came out of my breath. I started breathing properly again.

She stood by the table side and opened one of the files.

'I have a task for you, and I have no doubt you are capable.' From the file, she brought out three documents that were spiral bound.

'See, these documents are reports of companies activities. They are general reports, not just records of figures. I want you to read the reports, note all the figures that are mentioned, see if there are discrepancies and write your observations on each of the documents in one page.

I know this is the work of a personal assistant, but don't worry, you'll be paid for your efforts and time. You can do it, can't you?'

I wasn't an accountant, neither was I a guru in financial reports or analyses, but if it was just to read, spot errors and summarize in one page, I should be able to do that.

'I'll try my best, ma'am,' I told Madam B.

She smiled and nodded. 'I know you'll do it. Alright, go ahead.' She soon left me to do some other things.

I shook my head in amazement. This woman would not stop amazing me. If you were a man, and a woman led you to her bedroom, what would you think about? Don't blame me for thinking dirty.

Well, it was okay that reading reports was the task she had for me. I was even glad by that, since I was not sensuously inclined.

I set to do the work. The first document had about fifty pages, the second one had fifty-five page, while the third - thank God - had twenty pages.

In between, I could see madam opening her wardrobe, going inside an attached room, which I guessed would be the bathroom, and taking her bath.

While she was still in the bathroom, I paused in my work to look around the large bedroom. From where I was sitting, I could see that she had her purse on the bed, and I could see some clothes she left there.




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The first document had about fifty pages, the second one had fifty-five page, while the third - thank God - had twenty pages. In between, I could see madam opening her wardrobe, going inside an attached room, which I guessed would be the bathroom, and taking her bath.

  While she was still in the bathroom, I paused in my work to look around the large bedroom. From where I was sitting, I could see that she had her purse on the bed, and I could see some clothes she left there. I remained on my seat and continued reading the reports.

  The door leading to the bedroom opened and Sophia came in. 'Good morning, uncle Alex.'

  'Good morning, Sophia.'

  She didn't seem surprised to see me there; as a matter of fact, it seemed she expected to see me in that place at that very time. Her mother must have told her I would be there.

   'Where's mum?' she asked.

   'In the bathroom, I guess.'

   She went to the bathroom and without knocking, opened it and went to meet her mother. I shook my head. This mother and daughter had peculiar character. Sophia soon came out and left the room. I read the documents thoroughly and put down my notes on a jotter on the table.

   Madam B came out of the bathroom with only towel wrapped from her chest down. I must say she was quite distracting me, but I tried to look indifferent and be engrossed in the work. At a point, I wanted to ask her if I could take the documents with me to the study room downstairs and continue the work there.

   'Don't you think you should take the documents to the study-room downstairs, and continue the work there?' Madam asked.

   It was as if she was reading my mind.

   'Yes, ma'am.'

   I put the documents in the file and moved towards the door.

   'You can find your way to the study-room, can't you?' she asked.

   Of course, I could. 'Yes ma'am.'

   I left her room and went downstairs. Again, I felt relieved. I went back to work and got really busy. The housemaid came to ask me what I would like to take for breakfast, but I declined the offer.

All the same, she brought tea, orange juice and toasted bread. I took the breakfast and continued with the work the same time.

  After three hours, I concluded the task and rounded up my notes. By then, Madam too had come down to the lounging-room.  She had some visitors, so I decided to wait in the study-room.

I had not seen Sophia since she came to the bedroom when I was there. Maybe, she went out.

   After the visitors in the sitting-room had left, I went there to see Madam B.

   'How far with the work, Alex?'

   I smiled briefly. 'I'm through with it, madam.'

   'Good, let's see your reports.'

   I presented the reports and explained my observations. She listened keenly, without saying a word. Even after I had finished giving my observations, she was silent for some moments.

   Madam B sighed. 'Where're the notes you wrote,' she finally spoke.

   'Here, ma'am.'

   She took the jotter from me and read the comprehensive report I had written. She took her time, as if she was studying the contents.

I waited.

   She nodded. 'This is good, Alex. Well done. You have done a good job.'

   I smiled modestly. 'Thank you, ma'am.'

   She put the documents in the file and placed the file on the glass stool close to her. 'Sit down, Alex'

   I chose a seat not far from her. 'Tell me about yourself,' she said.

   I was surprised. 'About myself?'

   'Yes.'

   I raked my brain. What did she want to know about me? What could possibly be interesting about my life? 'I don't know where to start, ma'am.'

   'Start from your childhood,' she urged.

  I cleared my throat and told her about my growing up, from primary to college and to the university. I told her about my meeting Enny when I was in the university and how we had struck intimacy since then. I also told her how Enny had been supportive and our future plans.

   She listened raptly as if what I was saying was very interesting. After I had finished, I looked at her eagerly.

   'Do you really want to marry her or you're just playing her?'

   Just playing Enny? 'No, ma'am. I'm serious with her. I really want to marry her.'

  She nodded again. 'That's good. So, when are you planning the wedding?'

   I was delighted to hear that. 'As soon as possible. I'm saving towards renting a place of my own, even if it's a mini flat. After that, she and I can now properly plan the wedding.'

   'That's good,' she said again. Her eyes went to the file she put on the stool. 'How much are you charging me for the service you rendered on those documents?'






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