painful pleaure ,a story by kahab

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The Painful Pleasure
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Episode 12
It was 10am already, and I was still on my
bed, sleeping. As
the guys were laughing so loud, I had to
wake up. Mayowa
had been giving them the ‘party gist’. I
pretended I was still
sleeping as I listened to the conversation. . .
Mayowa: That girl for slap my face true true
o, as d blackout
happen, omo na so I tear race o.
Olu: It fit be say na you she go kiss na,
anything fit happen o
Emeka: If I hear say dat girl kiss am, make
God con help you
make that girl hand strong well well, your
face for tear reach
back. . .
Emeka is a very funny guy, so when I heard
what he said, I
laughed loud, and they all knew I had been
pretending all
the while. Mayowa told the guys how scared
he was when he
thought he would be slapped. Then I
narrated the part
Mayowa didn’t get to see; how she tried to
kiss me, and how
I refused. When Emeka heard this, matters
took another
turn, as he took the issue personal. “Guy,
you dey craze o,
how girl go wan kiss you, you come dey
form holy holy, your
father well well, your father yaga yaga. Girl
wey you for do
strong thing, make she know say you be
man, you con dey
do like p---y. Guy, you don fall my hand. If
to say na me, I
for show her say Jesus no get tribal marks”.
Emeka made me
feel I did something bad, and he really
succeeded with the
help of Olu and Mayowa. I told them more
about Sandra,
how we met and how she was just
behaving. “Abeg, shey u
go gimme dat girl?” Olu asked, and Emeka
replied him “Guy
free that part 1 girl for our guy o, make him
flex, make him
dey alright”.
Seriously, the whole conversation we had
that day made me
regret just rejecting Sandra that day, I
wished I had done
more. “There will surely be another chance,
and if the
chance is not forth-coming, I will create it.” I
said to myself. I
had gotten her number already, so things
won’t be difficult.
That day, there was an orientation
programme for freshers,
but Mayowa and I didn’t bother to go, since
Emeka and Olu
told us it wasn’t really important. They told
us they were
always saying ‘ase’ (irrelevant stuffs).
We continued our registration, going from
library to the
health center to the department to the
faculty submitting
one document or the other. It was really
stressful. We were
asked to pay dues to the faculty and
departments and we
did. After like 2 weeks, lectures were going
to start. So many
materials were introduced to us, and we
bought the ones we
could. Lectures were going to commence,
my university life
was about to start in full.
What next? Find out in Episode 13

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