my nysc service ,a story by mable
🙉 MY NYSC SERVICE 🙉
✊ EPISODE 17 ✊
Me- “….oluchi’s friend, what’s your name?”
Anita - “so you have forgotten my name again.
How
many times will I tell you my name?”
Hmmmm , i have many girls to remember. So most
times, I
can only afford to remember the ones whom I
a
have close relationship with. Even Einstein cant
recall all the names I hear on a daily basis.
Me- “I’m sorry. I won’t forget again. I promise”
Anita - “ok o. My name is anita ”
We became friends and oluchi spotted us talking
on a
few occasions but she didn’t suspect anything,
or
so it seemed.
A few days went bye and she was always
checking
on me every single day. One day, she
collected my
number and said she would call me that night
but I
didn’t hear from her. Next day, she said she
was
sorry that she didn’t have airtime to call as
promised. …
I just collected her number and called her at
night.
During the call, I asked if she had a boyfriend
and
she said no. I asked if she ever had s3x, she
said no
that she’s a virgin (I pray o!).
I told her that s3x is the sweetest thing in
the
world, she said her friends says so but that
she is
scared. Brothers, the lies that nigeria girls always blow
surprises even the devil himself. I then told
her that
I wanted her to visit me sometime she said no
problem.
One day, oluchi walked into my staff room and
didn’t
greet me. I was alone. She started running her
mouth and saying that I had betrayed her. She
said
she took anita’s phone and saw our call log.
I didn’t really care, but I didn’t want any
gossips
flying around, I needed to keep a low profile. I
tried
to brain-wash her but she didn’t let me. She
just
left angrily. That’s when I knew I had to
s3x service anita soonest and close her chapter or face
Oluchi’s
wrath and gossips.
Next day, anita didn’t check on me as usual
so I
knew that something was wrong… they
probably
must have had a quarrel or something. That
night I
called anita :
Me- “hi. Can you pay me a visit tomorrow?”
Anita : “sir, you’re sounding too serious. I hope
there
is no problem”
Of course! What’s more serious than fuccking?.
Oh,
my bad…. dying is more serious though.
I kept fantasizing about the different positions
that
would suit her slim figure, devouring her small
firm
b000000bs, busting a nut on her innocent face,
getting
sU-Cked by her thin lips. Ironically, this was
as
serious as death…. I was dying to fuck her.
Me- “no, no problems. I just wanted you to
come
around and help me with some academic
work”
Anita - “are you sure it’s just that?”
Me- “maybe. I guess so”
Anita - “I’m always busy on week days because I
have
siblings to look after till my mum gets back
from the
market. I’ll visit you on a Sunday. Hope you’re
not
angry?”
Me- “no I’m not. Sunday is fine by me. Take
care.”
I remember that it was Wednesday night and I
could
not wait till Sunday to fulfill my fantasies
about the
very bad but Innocent looking anita . Just
maybe, I
could get lucky tomorrow and land a new girl
to
s3x service .
I had like 24 of them on my ‘hit-list’ and all of
them
were willing to eat out of my long joystick .
I went out to one of the neighbouring rooms in
my
compound to meet my homeboys. My close
friend
Mike travelled for a job. These were also my
friends too, all three of them were sharing one
room. These guys were hustlers trying to
make
something out of nothing.
Life wasn’t fair but I guess I was a little
luckier than
them. I could relate to their struggle though.
They
were smoking weeeed, getting high, watching a
movie
and playing music at the same time.
We talked and joked about a lot of things
(girls,
money, flexing) and they were really funny.
They
made me laugh and in that moment, all my
worries
were gone. Fuccck cash, fucck girls… nothing
compares
to my homeboys. I stayed with them till it got
real
late and then decided to go in and get some
sleep.
In my room, i put on Joe budden’s ‘mood
muzic 3′
mixtape and lay on my bed. Me and hip-hop
again…
food to my soul.
I thought about Ada. I hadn’t being seeing
her
as frequently as before because she was going for
a
baptism program or something like that. Last
time
she called she said “I still love you”. Yeah,
right. You
can say that again.
I was missing her but I was also gradually
learning
to move on. Days of our lives. Minutes later, I
drifted to dreamland *Thursday at school*
I didn’t have any class to teach so I was just
jisting
and having good laughs with Mrs veronica (a
teacher
and my staff-room mate).
We never talked anything about my
relationship
with the numerous girls that used to bug and
flock
around me. I wondered if she suspected
anything.
Around 11 a:m, I sighted anita , she walked
past my
office and waved, swinging her hot slim
frame. I
waved back. My fantasies came alive again.
At that
moment, I just wished that everyone in the
school
would disappear so I could fork her right
now!.
Around a few minutes to break-time, I sent for
Anita . Mrs veronica and ngozi (my two staff-
room
mates) were out to teach different classes.
She
came in, smiling.
Me- “do you have anything doing during
break?”
Anita - “nothing.”
Me- “ok. I want us to go to my house. I want
you
to….”
Anita - “no problem, I will go with you”
Damn! I don’t know where I got the courage
from
but it worked!. The break lasts for only 30
minutes
but that would be enough for a quickie. This
was
possibly my only opportunity. Odd times calls
for
odd decisions.
Almost immediately, the bell went off. Break-
time.
More like prison-break but this was real life
and
guess who’s playing Michael?. Lol. You know
Whats up .
I would have to ‘break’ anita out of the school
compound and take her home for a quick
S3x service. I
was nervous but my joystick wasn’t … that nigga
was
erect as a cable pole… No conscience
whatsoever.
I looked anita in the eyes:
Me- “can we go now, are you ready?”
Anita - “let me go and drop my books in class”
Two minutes had gone already, twenty eight
minutes left. I was waiting for anita...
Watch out for episode 18. #share
✊ EPISODE 17 ✊
Me- “….oluchi’s friend, what’s your name?”
Anita - “so you have forgotten my name again.
How
many times will I tell you my name?”
Hmmmm , i have many girls to remember. So most
times, I
can only afford to remember the ones whom I
a
have close relationship with. Even Einstein cant
recall all the names I hear on a daily basis.
Me- “I’m sorry. I won’t forget again. I promise”
Anita - “ok o. My name is anita ”
We became friends and oluchi spotted us talking
on a
few occasions but she didn’t suspect anything,
or
so it seemed.
A few days went bye and she was always
checking
on me every single day. One day, she
collected my
number and said she would call me that night
but I
didn’t hear from her. Next day, she said she
was
sorry that she didn’t have airtime to call as
promised. …
I just collected her number and called her at
night.
During the call, I asked if she had a boyfriend
and
she said no. I asked if she ever had s3x, she
said no
that she’s a virgin (I pray o!).
I told her that s3x is the sweetest thing in
the
world, she said her friends says so but that
she is
scared. Brothers, the lies that nigeria girls always blow
surprises even the devil himself. I then told
her that
I wanted her to visit me sometime she said no
problem.
One day, oluchi walked into my staff room and
didn’t
greet me. I was alone. She started running her
mouth and saying that I had betrayed her. She
said
she took anita’s phone and saw our call log.
I didn’t really care, but I didn’t want any
gossips
flying around, I needed to keep a low profile. I
tried
to brain-wash her but she didn’t let me. She
just
left angrily. That’s when I knew I had to
s3x service anita soonest and close her chapter or face
Oluchi’s
wrath and gossips.
Next day, anita didn’t check on me as usual
so I
knew that something was wrong… they
probably
must have had a quarrel or something. That
night I
called anita :
Me- “hi. Can you pay me a visit tomorrow?”
Anita : “sir, you’re sounding too serious. I hope
there
is no problem”
Of course! What’s more serious than fuccking?.
Oh,
my bad…. dying is more serious though.
I kept fantasizing about the different positions
that
would suit her slim figure, devouring her small
firm
b000000bs, busting a nut on her innocent face,
getting
sU-Cked by her thin lips. Ironically, this was
as
serious as death…. I was dying to fuck her.
Me- “no, no problems. I just wanted you to
come
around and help me with some academic
work”
Anita - “are you sure it’s just that?”
Me- “maybe. I guess so”
Anita - “I’m always busy on week days because I
have
siblings to look after till my mum gets back
from the
market. I’ll visit you on a Sunday. Hope you’re
not
angry?”
Me- “no I’m not. Sunday is fine by me. Take
care.”
I remember that it was Wednesday night and I
could
not wait till Sunday to fulfill my fantasies
about the
very bad but Innocent looking anita . Just
maybe, I
could get lucky tomorrow and land a new girl
to
s3x service .
I had like 24 of them on my ‘hit-list’ and all of
them
were willing to eat out of my long joystick .
I went out to one of the neighbouring rooms in
my
compound to meet my homeboys. My close
friend
Mike travelled for a job. These were also my
friends too, all three of them were sharing one
room. These guys were hustlers trying to
make
something out of nothing.
Life wasn’t fair but I guess I was a little
luckier than
them. I could relate to their struggle though.
They
were smoking weeeed, getting high, watching a
movie
and playing music at the same time.
We talked and joked about a lot of things
(girls,
money, flexing) and they were really funny.
They
made me laugh and in that moment, all my
worries
were gone. Fuccck cash, fucck girls… nothing
compares
to my homeboys. I stayed with them till it got
real
late and then decided to go in and get some
sleep.
In my room, i put on Joe budden’s ‘mood
muzic 3′
mixtape and lay on my bed. Me and hip-hop
again…
food to my soul.
I thought about Ada. I hadn’t being seeing
her
as frequently as before because she was going for
a
baptism program or something like that. Last
time
she called she said “I still love you”. Yeah,
right. You
can say that again.
I was missing her but I was also gradually
learning
to move on. Days of our lives. Minutes later, I
drifted to dreamland *Thursday at school*
I didn’t have any class to teach so I was just
jisting
and having good laughs with Mrs veronica (a
teacher
and my staff-room mate).
We never talked anything about my
relationship
with the numerous girls that used to bug and
flock
around me. I wondered if she suspected
anything.
Around 11 a:m, I sighted anita , she walked
past my
office and waved, swinging her hot slim
frame. I
waved back. My fantasies came alive again.
At that
moment, I just wished that everyone in the
school
would disappear so I could fork her right
now!.
Around a few minutes to break-time, I sent for
Anita . Mrs veronica and ngozi (my two staff-
room
mates) were out to teach different classes.
She
came in, smiling.
Me- “do you have anything doing during
break?”
Anita - “nothing.”
Me- “ok. I want us to go to my house. I want
you
to….”
Anita - “no problem, I will go with you”
Damn! I don’t know where I got the courage
from
but it worked!. The break lasts for only 30
minutes
but that would be enough for a quickie. This
was
possibly my only opportunity. Odd times calls
for
odd decisions.
Almost immediately, the bell went off. Break-
time.
More like prison-break but this was real life
and
guess who’s playing Michael?. Lol. You know
Whats up .
I would have to ‘break’ anita out of the school
compound and take her home for a quick
S3x service. I
was nervous but my joystick wasn’t … that nigga
was
erect as a cable pole… No conscience
whatsoever.
I looked anita in the eyes:
Me- “can we go now, are you ready?”
Anita - “let me go and drop my books in class”
Two minutes had gone already, twenty eight
minutes left. I was waiting for anita...
Watch out for episode 18. #share
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