Waiting for more.

'You didn't ask for anything,' she said. 'I decided to give it to you, for the reason that you're my friend. Simi, are you not my friend again? Are we quarreling?'

'We're not quarreling,' I explained. 'But ...'

'Take it, Simi darling,' she said plaintively.

I held the money but still hesitated.

She smiled again and came to rub my shoulders.

'Okay,' I said. 'Thank you.'

'Oh, it's nothing.'

That evening at the close of work, Tina and I went to my room to pass the night.

'Has that your boyfriend called you?' she asked as soon as we stepped inside the room.

'No,' I replied.

'I told you he would not likely continue with the relationship.'

I nodded. 'No problem. I'll move on with my life.'

She patted my shoulder. 'My dear, indeed, the best thing is to move on. Don’t worry, there’re great guys here in Lagos. Sooner than you think,
you’ll have them fawning over you. You’re very beautiful, my dear.'

What she said reminded me of what Mrs. Shitta told me in Ibadan. I knew they were quite correct. It was not that guys had been scarce in approaching me. I was the one that lacked the interest and gave them the cold shoulders. But as Tina had suggested, I would have to change that attitude.

I nodded. We changed from our working clothes to casuals and lay in bed. Our play resumed and that made me forget all about Daniel or any guy. Who needed over-bearing men when there was a viable and better alternative to deriving pleasure?

The following morning, we left together for our working place. Later that evening, Tina told me our ‘special guest’ sought her companionship for the night again.

I sighed. ‘You want to do it with him again?’ I asked, though I knew it was an unnecessary question.

‘Yes,’ she replied promptly. ‘As long as he’s paying for it.’

‘I hope he’s using protection.’

Tina grinned. ‘Sure. I’m not a novice in this thing.’

That night, I had to sleep alone again.

In the weeks to come, I could see that Tina was deep in these ‘runs’ things. She had already established some contacts and would go and offer
her service whenever it was needed. She said she ‘serviced’ men in Ikoyi, Lekki, Victoria Island and Banana Island. To her, I was an innocent
gal who needed to wake up and explore the best for herself.

I was three months old on my job in Lagos when Tina said she had a deal for me.

‘Two oil barons need the services of two ladies. I’ll take up one of them, why don’t you take up the other guy?’

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I was three months old on my job in Lagos when Tina said she had a deal for me.

‘Two oil barons need the services of two ladies. I’ll take up one of them, why don’t you take up the other guy?’

‘What?’ I was astonished. ‘Never will I be part of such a thing, Tina. No, no, no.’

Tina had laughed off my protests. ‘You’ll earn something big, Simi. Something bigger than your salaries for months.’

I knew Tina earned a lot from the runs. I had been to her two-bedroom flat at Ojodu and was impressed with her expensive clothes, accessories and life style. I knew she lived a ‘high life’, but I could simply not bring myself to doing that.

‘Thanks, but no,’ I said.

She laughed shortly again and brought a twenty dollar bill from her bag. ‘Take this money, buy yourself cold bottle of water and think over what
I said.’

Tina would not stop confounding me. ‘Tina, you’re going crazy. How could you give me twenty dollars to buy water?’

But she knew what she was doing. It was a bait. I knew it was, and it was becoming difficult for me to resist.

‘I want good things for you, Simi. Aren’t you tired of the crumbs I’m giving you? Rather than giving you fish, don’t you want to learn how to
catch fish by yourself?’

I was thoughtful.

‘This is your chance, Simi. This is a good opportunity to break into the big league. Or do you want to work for Mrs. Shitta forever?’

‘See,’ she went on. ‘I don’t enjoy sex with men, but I pretend I do. I moan and wiggle my body to let them believe they’re the best givers of
pleasure on earth, even when they were terribly boring and sickening. And at the end of the day, I make my money. That’s cool, isn’t it?’

I nodded. ‘Yeah, that’s cool.’

She smiled knowingly at me. ‘So, what’re you waiting for?’

I sighed. ‘Okay. I’ll do it this once. Don’t be disappointed if I stop after this.’

She came to kiss me fully on the lips. ‘That’s my baby.’ She sat next to me. ‘We need to plan it. Since the two of us cannot be absent from our place of work at the same time, I’ll go on Friday. You’ll do the work for the whole day, then, you’ll go on Saturday. What d’you think?’

‘It’s a perfect idea,’ I said.

That was the way we hatched our plan. On Friday, I worked from early morning till late night. And as it was, there were so many customers that
Friday. I was at least happy that business was good and we were making profits for Comely Hotel. It was about ten o’clock on Saturday morning when Tina came.

‘I’m sorry I couldn’t come early. He didn’t want to release me,’ she said.

I had already dressed up and was set. Tina gave me the address and the contact of who I was to meet. That morning, the man said he would be at the Polo Club in Ikoyi.


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Interesting

Interesting episode.

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Interesting episode

Nice episode.

That was the way we hatched our plan. On Friday, I worked from early morning till late night. And as it was, there were so many customers that
Friday. I was at least happy that business was good and we were making profits for Comely Hotel. It was about ten o’clock on Saturday morning when Tina came.

‘I’m sorry I couldn’t come early. He didn’t want to release me,’ she said.

I had already dressed up and was set. Tina gave me the address and the contact of who I was to meet. That morning, the man said he would be at the Polo Club in Ikoyi. I took a cab and by eleven, I got to the place. At the large reception hall of the elitist club, I asked to see Damola Koku.

‘What’s the name, please?’ the very courteous lady asked.

‘The name is Simi.’

‘Please, sit down while I contact him.’

‘Thank you.’ I went to sit on one of the well-padded sofas. I waited for only a couple of minutes when the lady beckoned at me. I walked
smartly to her. A young guy stood by the desk.

‘He will take you to meet Mr. Koku,’ she informed.

I thanked her and followed the young guy. We went through a passageway to an inner hall that looked like a private club. The guy took me to a man that sat a bit aloof from others.

‘Here is your guest, sir,’ the guy told the important-looking man in jeans and Ralph Lauren polo shirt.

‘Ah, you’re Simi, right?’ the man asked.

‘Yes, sir.’

His face brightened up. ‘You’re welcome. Please, sit down.’

‘Thank you, sir.’ I sat on a chair away from him.

He should be in his early or mid-forties. Dark-skinned, medium height and stocky, he looked successful and confident.

‘So, what d’you want? Feel at home and relax. I’ve heard that you’re shy, but don’t be shy with me.’

I smiled briefly. Whoever gave that description of me did not do a bad job.

‘Any cool, soft drinks,’ I said.

He nodded and ordered for red wine and barbecue.

‘Tell me about yourself, Simi,’ he prodded.

Really? Did he really care to know about me, or was he saying that to while away time? I smiled and briefly told him about my education and past times.

‘What do you currently do?’

I told him and he nodded. He seemed to be impressed.

‘Well, let me properly introduce myself too. I’m Damola Koku, Chief Executive Officer of Coccus Oil and Gas. We’re mainly into the marketing of
petroleum products. You can call me Mola (he pronounced it like ‘molar’). It’s a pleasure to have you here.’

‘The pleasure is mine,’ I said.

Mola was obviously a well-known person there. Many of those men around hailed him while some came to greet him. It appeared the name
Mola would easily win an election in that place.

We took the wine and took the barbecue till I wanted no more. When it was about few minutes to eleven, he said we should leave the place for a place that offered exclusive privacy.

We went in his Mercedes jeep to a hotel at Awolowo Road, Ikoyi. The way he was attended to showed that he was a very known face. He had already booked a suite there. We took the elevator to the third floor. The hotel was much bigger and much grander than Comely Hotel, but everything there reminded me about where I worked.

It was ironic that I, who once berated Tina for agreeing to sleep with a stranger at the suite in Comely Hotel, would be doing the same thing with a stranger in another hotel suite.


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That was the way we hatched our plan. On Friday, I worked from early morning till late night. And as it was, there were so many customers that
Friday. I was at least happy that business was good and we were making profits for Comely Hotel. It was about ten o’clock on Saturday morning when Tina came.

‘I’m sorry I couldn’t come early. He didn’t want to release me,’ she said.

I had already dressed up and was set. Tina gave me the address and the contact of who I was to meet. That morning, the man said he would be at the Polo Club in Ikoyi. I took a cab and by eleven, I got to the place. At the large reception hall of the elitist club, I asked to see Damola Koku.

‘What’s the name, please?’ the very courteous lady asked.

‘The name is Simi.’

‘Please, sit down while I contact him.’

‘Thank you.’ I went to sit on one of the well-padded sofas. I waited for only a couple of minutes when the lady beckoned at me. I walked
smartly to her. A young guy stood by the desk.

‘He will take you to meet Mr. Koku,’ she informed.

I thanked her and followed the young guy. We went through a passageway to an inner hall that looked like a private club. The guy took me to a man that sat a bit aloof from others.

‘Here is your guest, sir,’ the guy told the important-looking man in jeans and Ralph Lauren polo shirt.

‘Ah, you’re Simi, right?’ the man asked.

‘Yes, sir.’

His face brightened up. ‘You’re welcome. Please, sit down.’

‘Thank you, sir.’ I sat on a chair away from him.

He should be in his early or mid-forties. Dark-skinned, medium height and stocky, he looked successful and confident.

‘So, what d’you want? Feel at home and relax. I’ve heard that you’re shy, but don’t be shy with me.’

I smiled briefly. Whoever gave that description of me did not do a bad job.

‘Any cool, soft drinks,’ I said.

He nodded and ordered for red wine and barbecue.

‘Tell me about yourself, Simi,’ he prodded.

Really? Did he really care to know about me, or was he saying that to while away time? I smiled and briefly told him about my education and past times.

‘What do you currently do?’

I told him and he nodded. He seemed to be impressed.

‘Well, let me properly introduce myself too. I’m Damola Koku, Chief Executive Officer of Coccus Oil and Gas. We’re mainly into the marketing of
petroleum products. You can call me Mola (he pronounced it like ‘molar’). It’s a pleasure to have you here.’

‘The pleasure is mine,’ I said.

Mola was obviously a well-known person there. Many of those men around hailed him while some came to greet him. It appeared the name
Mola would easily win an election in that place.

We took the wine and took the barbecue till I wanted no more. When it was about few minutes to eleven, he said we should leave the place for a place that offered exclusive privacy.

We went in his Mercedes jeep to a hotel at Awolowo Road, Ikoyi. The way he was attended to showed that he was a very known face. He had already booked a suite there. We took the elevator to the third floor. The hotel was much bigger and much grander than Comely Hotel, but everything there reminded me about where I worked.

It was ironic that I, who once berated Tina for agreeing to sleep with a stranger at the suite in Comely Hotel, would be doing the same thing with a stranger in another hotel suite.


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We went in his Mercedes jeep to a hotel at Awolowo Road, Ikoyi. The way he was attended to showed that he was a very known face. He had already booked a suite there. We took the elevator to the third floor. The hotel was much bigger and much grander than Comely Hotel, but everything there reminded me about where I worked.

It was ironic that I, who once berated Tina for agreeing to sleep with a stranger at the suite in Comely Hotel, would be doing the same thing with a stranger in another hotel suite.

Mola was all smiles as we sat in the living-room of the suite.

‘What d’you say to lunch? What will you have?’

What else would I have other than my favorite, fried rice and chicken? I smiled. ‘Fried rice and chicken will be okay.’

He smiled and nodded. ‘I’ll rather have pounded yam and egusi soup.’ He picked the intercom and ordered for the room service.

A trolley was used to bring the sumptuous meal. I wasn’t a heavy eater, so the fried rice he ordered for me was much too much for what I could
finish. Of course, he ate pounded yam. The taste of my food made me to be proud of Comely Hotel. Though the size and splendor could not be rated on the same level with this one, the food offered here was not better than the food Comely offered.

After the meal, we sat back to watch the telly.

He flicked the channel of the large screen in the room to a sports station where a live football match was shown.

‘Do you watch football?’ he asked. ‘If yes, what is your favorite club?’

I smiled and shook my head. ‘No, I’m not a fan of football or any club.’

He smiled and nodded. ‘Perhaps, I should not be selfish.’ He handed the remote control to me. ‘Change it to a station of your choice.’

‘That’s considerate of you, Mola. Thanks.’ I promptly changed the station to a fashion channel. Some models were doing some cat-walking.

He smiled again. ‘Just as I expected,’ he said.

He allowed me to watch the station and rest from the food for about twenty minutes before he said we should get down to ‘business.’

I nodded. That was my purpose of being there.

‘Simi, the first thing I want you to do is to stand up and slowly UnCloth yourself.’

I nodded and stood up. I unbuttoned my sleeveless, peach top and removed it. The sexy bra I wore was the one I would have loved to see on a
lady that I dated. I unhooked and removed it.

Mola sat back on the seat, looking at me in fascination.

Next, my black skirt was removed. When my hands went to my white pantie, he made a motion.

‘Wait, Simi.’

I stopped what I was about to do and stared at him.

‘Come over here.’

I went to him. He held me by the waist and kissed my tummy. I could hear and feel his hot breaths on my mid-section. His touch was like a
cold iron on the body, but I smiled like it was the most comforting touch I had ever had.

He placed me on his lap and used his tongue to run over my nipples. I held his head and rubbed it like I was giving a perfect approval to what he was doing. I closed my eyes in an imaginary bliss. Tina had taught me a lot of tricks. It was time I made use of them.

He sucked the nipples for several minutes. Even on his lap, I could feel the hardness of his cock. When he was satisfied with the boobs, he
motioned that I should stand up. I did while he unzipped his jeans trousers. He pulled it down and removed his boxer. Mentally, I compared his dick with the last one I saw, which was Daniel’s own. I must say Mola’s own was much smaller.

He used his right hand to hold it and gently moved me to it. It was unspoken but I knew what he wanted. I was about to make a record – do a mouth action on a guy. I found it repulsive and could never have imagined I would do it. Well, sometimes, you find yourself doing something
you once held in high contempt.

I felt like I had put a silicone-filled stick in my mouth. It was not exactly describable and the taste was like raw ‘ponmo’ or something. Again, I had to make good use of one of the things Tina had taught me. I ran my tongue on it, spat on it and sucked it in a way I knew would excite him.

I didn’t do that for long. He soon yanked my pantie down and placed me on the sofa.

‘Condom, please,’ I said.

He grunted, reached for one of the pockets of his trousers and brought a pack of the latex out. Quickly, he inserted it on his joy-stick and
inserted the dick inside my honey pot. I imagined it was Tina that was doing that and I felt quite good. He began his jerking while I continued to imagine that Tina was in action. In just a couple of minutes, he released. He did not even last half of the time Daniel could go.

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He grunted, reached for one of the pockets of his trousers and brought a pack of the latex out. Quickly, he inserted it on his joy-stick and inserted the dick inside my honey pot. I imagined it was Tina that was doing that and I felt quite good. He began his jerking while I continued to imagine that Tina was in action. In just a couple of minutes, he released. He did not even last half of the time Daniel could go.

He collapsed on the sofa, breathing like somebody who had just finished a four-hundred meter race.

‘Simi, you’re good,’ he said in a raspy voice.

What a compliment! I smiled at him.

I was with him till early hours of the evening, but despite all the prodding I did, he did not have enough strong erection to go for a second round.

As a fact, he seemed satisfied with his first and only feat.

‘Give me your account name and number so that I can transfer your money to you,’ he said.

I gave him the account details. Few seconds later, my phone beeped an in-coming message. It was from him and he had just paid fifty-five
thousand naira.

‘I’m not paying you for the time we had together,’ he said. ‘I’m giving you that money to buy some things for yourself. I like you, Simi. Consider
this as the beginning of a good relationship.’

Hey, don’t bring sentiments into this, my mind said. I however smiled warmly.

‘Thank you, darling Mola.’

He also got my cell phone numbers.

‘I trust you’ll not disappoint anytime I need you,’ he said.

‘No, I’ll not.’

I went to the bathroom to freshen up. Then I came back to wear my clothes. I was ready to go.

‘Let me give you money for transportation,’ he offered.

I smiled. ‘Thanks, Mola.’

He gave me five thousand naira. I thanked him again, kissed him goodbye and left his suite. It was not a bad outing, I decided. I got out of the
hotel complex and took a cab at the main road. I got back to Comely Hotel few minutes to eight.

‘Humph, my baby is back,’ Tina said as soon as I entered her office. I was all smiles as I hugged her. Now, I was the one displaying the kind of
emotions Titi used to display when I was in Ibadan; I was the one behaving as if I had not seen Tina for a long time.

She kissed me briefly.

‘I hope he didn’t hurt you, baby,’ she said.

I laughed shortly. ‘Oh no, he did not such thing. Rather, I think he tried to be nice.’

Tina beamed in smile. ‘Ah, good to hear that he was caring. Did he gift you a car?’

‘Hey, not so fast! I just knew him, for Christ’s sake.’

I brought out my phone and showed her the text message he sent. ‘See, this is how much he paid into my account.’

She smiled briefly. ‘Not bad. It’s a good beginning.’

‘Yeah. And he paid five k for my transportation.’

‘That’s good of him.’

‘So, how’s is business here?’

‘Not bad,’ she said, ‘except we had to use police to arrest two guys.’

I was surprised. ‘What happened?’



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She smiled briefly. ‘Not bad. It’s a good beginning.’

‘Yeah. And he paid five k for my transportation.’

‘That’s good of him.’

‘So, how’s is business here?’

‘Not bad,’ she said, ‘except we had to use police to arrest two guys.’

I was surprised. ‘What happened?’

‘Don’t mind them. What started as a little argument over the best football club in Europe soon degenerated into exchange of fisticuffs. Anyway,
that one is settled now.’

I sighed. Some men could be so funny. Imagine leaving your home and coming to a bar in a hotel, only to start a fight over the best football club
in Europe. Nonsense!



Two days after my first encounter with Mola, he called my line.

‘Hello. Am I on to Simi?’

I had already stored his number on my phone, so I knew who was calling.

‘Hello. Good morning, Mr. Koku.’

‘Good morning, dear Simi. How do you do?’

‘I’m fine, Mola. How ‘bout you?’

‘Fine. Can you meet me at that suite later tonight? Say by eight in the night? Come prepared as you’ll be sleeping overnight.’

‘That will be no problem, Mola. I’ll be there.’

‘That’s good of you. I’ll be expecting.’

He disconnected the line. Some minutes later, I told Tina about his call.

‘Wow, you’re moving up, big time now, Simi baby. Yes, make the best of it.’

I remained at work till six p.m. since I would soon be going out, it meant Tina would have to be around till late in the night. We discussed how to
go about it.

‘I’ll sleep in the office,’ she said. ‘If I should go to your apartment, seeing me coming there without you will cause suspicion, so I’ll sleep in the
office here.’

My mind went to Mrs. Shitta. If she got to know that I didn’t sleep in the house, she would be curious to know where I slept. Hey, my mind said,
I was an adult, for God’s sake. If she asked, or anybody asked, the simple answer would be that I slept in my boyfriend’s house. Was I not old
enough to have one?

Then I thought of Tina, too. I would have to give her some money to compensate her for the trouble. She had been a good friend all along. As a
matter of fact, I hardly saw her as my boss.

I got to the three-star hotel at Ikoyi at few minutes to eight and went straight to the reception where I asked after Mola.

The reception confirmed if he was expecting a visitor by the name Simi. The answer was in the affirmative. I went to his suite and rapped softly
at his door. His face broke into a smile when he saw me.

‘Oh, Simi, come in. I was just wondering if you would not be able to make it.’

‘If I would not come, I would tell you so,’ I pointed out.

He nodded and allowed me inside. He soon ordered for dinner. This time, he too took fried rice and chicken. As usual, the meal was sumptuous.

‘Tell me, you must be a graduate, right? What did you study?’ he asked as we ate.

‘Pharmacy,’ I replied simply.

He paused briefly. ‘Really?’

I nodded. ‘Yes.’ I chuckled. ‘But I end up as Assistant Business Manager in a hotel.’

He grinned. ‘Are you satisfied with your job?’

What a question! If I was satisfied, would I be coming to see and ‘service’ him?

‘Let’s just say it’s good enough to provide some basic things, and that’s not totally bad.’

We ate on. The taste was not as good as the last one I ate there, but still good enough for me to eat to my satisfaction.

‘How much do you earn there?’ he asked.

I sighed. Wait, had I come for an interview or what?

I told hm. I told him the truth.

‘That’s not much,’ he said. ‘See, Simi, I like you. I mean you strike me as a very intelligent lady. I want to make a proposal to you. I want you to work for me.’


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She smiled briefly. ‘Not bad. It’s a good beginning.’

‘Yeah. And he paid five k for my transportation.’

‘That’s good of him.’

‘So, how’s is business here?’

‘Not bad,’ she said, ‘except we had to use police to arrest two guys.’

I was surprised. ‘What happened?’

‘Don’t mind them. What started as a little argument over the best football club in Europe soon degenerated into exchange of fisticuffs. Anyway,
that one is settled now.’

I sighed. Some men could be so funny. Imagine leaving your home and coming to a bar in a hotel, only to start a fight over the best football club
in Europe. Nonsense!



Two days after my first encounter with Mola, he called my line.

‘Hello. Am I on to Simi?’

I had already stored his number on my phone, so I knew who was calling.

‘Hello. Good morning, Mr. Koku.’

‘Good morning, dear Simi. How do you do?’

‘I’m fine, Mola. How ‘bout you?’

‘Fine. Can you meet me at that suite later tonight? Say by eight in the night? Come prepared as you’ll be sleeping overnight.’

‘That will be no problem, Mola. I’ll be there.’

‘That’s good of you. I’ll be expecting.’

He disconnected the line. Some minutes later, I told Tina about his call.

‘Wow, you’re moving up, big time now, Simi baby. Yes, make the best of it.’

I remained at work till six p.m. since I would soon be going out, it meant Tina would have to be around till late in the night. We discussed how to
go about it.

‘I’ll sleep in the office,’ she said. ‘If I should go to your apartment, seeing me coming there without you will cause suspicion, so I’ll sleep in the
office here.’

My mind went to Mrs. Shitta. If she got to know that I didn’t sleep in the house, she would be curious to know where I slept. Hey, my mind said,
I was an adult, for God’s sake. If she asked, or anybody asked, the simple answer would be that I slept in my boyfriend’s house. Was I not old
enough to have one?

Then I thought of Tina, too. I would have to give her some money to compensate her for the trouble. She had been a good friend all along. As a
matter of fact, I hardly saw her as my boss.

I got to the three-star hotel at Ikoyi at few minutes to eight and went straight to the reception where I asked after Mola.

The reception confirmed if he was expecting a visitor by the name Simi. The answer was in the affirmative. I went to his suite and rapped softly
at his door. His face broke into a smile when he saw me.

‘Oh, Simi, come in. I was just wondering if you would not be able to make it.’

‘If I would not come, I would tell you so,’ I pointed out.

He nodded and allowed me inside. He soon ordered for dinner. This time, he too took fried rice and chicken. As usual, the meal was sumptuous.

‘Tell me, you must be a graduate, right? What did you study?’ he asked as we ate.

‘Pharmacy,’ I replied simply.

He paused briefly. ‘Really?’

I nodded. ‘Yes.’ I chuckled. ‘But I end up as Assistant Business Manager in a hotel.’

He grinned. ‘Are you satisfied with your job?’

What a question! If I was satisfied, would I be coming to see and ‘service’ him?

‘Let’s just say it’s good enough to provide some basic things, and that’s not totally bad.’

We ate on. The taste was not as good as the last one I ate there, but still good enough for me to eat to my satisfaction.

‘How much do you earn there?’ he asked.

I sighed. Wait, had I come for an interview or what?

I told hm. I told him the truth.

‘That’s not much,’ he said. ‘See, Simi, I like you. I mean you strike me as a very intelligent lady. I want to make a proposal to you. I want you to work for me.’


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We ate on. The taste was not as good as the last one I ate there, but still good enough for me to eat to my satisfaction.

‘How much do you earn there?’ he asked.

I sighed. Wait, had I come for an interview or what?

I told hm. I told him the truth.

‘That’s not much,’ he said. ‘See, Simi, I like you. I mean you strike me as a very intelligent lady. I want to make a proposal to you. I want you to
work for me.’

I stopped my food to stare at him for some seconds. ‘Work for you?’ I asked incredulously.

‘Yes.’

‘As what?’

He took a bit of the chicken before he answered. ‘As my Personal Assistant.’

I chuckled again. ‘I did not study humanities or secretarial studies,’ I pointed out.

‘It doesn’t matter. All you need is training on the job. With your intelligence, I know you’ll excel.’

I could not help but grin. But where did this his confidence in me come from? We knew each other just some days ago, yet he was ready to vouch for my intelligence. Gosh!

‘The job is still on for now. I want it to be filled as soon as possible, and I’ll like you to take it up. I’ll pay you double of what you earn now.’

Now, this was becoming serious. Double of what I currently earned? That would be fantastic. But how would Mrs. Shitta feel? She was the one that brought me to Lagos and she was not just my employer, she was a good friend of my mother and she was like a mother to me. I had only spent about three months plus in Lagos, would it be right for me to abandon the job and start another one?

Yet, there was expectation in the eyes of Mola. I had to apply wisdom.

‘Give me some time to think over it. I appreciate that confidence you repose in me, but I’m just about four months old on my current job. Let me think over it but I’ll give you my response soonest.’

He stared at me briefly and smiled. ‘Very smart answer,’ he said.

We ate the rest of the food in silence. After the meal, he popped champagne. The taste was very good. Mola symbolized goodness and right
now, I relished the moment of goodness with him.

I thought back to the last few weeks I spent in Ibadan, before relocating to Lagos. Events and circumstances had certainly transformed me. I had moved from the simple lady based in Ibadan to Lagos babe. Mummy and Deola would be shocked to see how really I had changed. Even Mrs.
Shitta, my Lagos godmother, would be surprised. Well, life was always full of surprises and I was not an exception.

‘I really had a busy schedule today,’ Mola said. ‘I need a very good body massage. You should be able to give a good massage, right?’

I smiled. ‘That will be no problem.’

He soon stripped himself to his boxer and singlet and lay on his belly on the bed. I tried the massaging, and from his responses, I didn’t do badly.

I was surprised that he soon slept off. Shuo! Could a man be so tired that he would ignore sex? I thought all men were forever crazy about sex. Sure, I still had a lot to learn.

I was even more surprised that throughout the night, he did not attempt any coital act. In the morning, he kissed me good morning the way a loving husband would kiss his wife. This Mola was a character.

‘How was your night?’ he asked.

‘Fine. What about yours?’

‘I feel refreshed. Thanks for that massage.’

I smiled. Did that mean my only mission was to give him massage?

I went to the bathroom to have a good bath. I had come with an extra cloth which I changed into.

‘You’ll get alert soon,’ he said, smiling at me. ‘Don’t forget my offer.’

I smiled back. ‘Of course, I won’t forget. Good bye.’

‘See you again.’

I nodded and left. I would have to fund my taxi fare today, I thought and grinned. From Ikoyi to Berger was moving against the traffic. Within forty minutes, I was at Comely Hotel. It was few minutes to eight.

‘My baby,’ Tina gushed, hugging me. It was at that moment Mola’s transfer entered my account. I checked the amount. It was twenty thousand naira. Wow, twenty k for a massage of few minutes.

‘Give me your account details,’ I told Tina. ‘I want to send some money to you.’

‘Wow, Simi is a big babe now. A big, Lagos babe.’


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Nice update

BigBasher:
Nice update

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