True Story Of An Addict S01 E18

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TRUE STORY OF AN ADDICT

S01 EPISODE 18

That Mysterious feeling knowing a
girl is coming
to visit, especially if it's for the first
time. You guys
should have known by now that I
am no stranger to stuff like this. I've got my cards
played out.
Though the environment is
different, the process is
same: just make sure everywhere
is appealing, tidy and arranged. Girls love to be in
such environment;
they will say yes to whatever you
say (Lol. Not all
girls anyways).
Friday was a big day for me. At work, Friday is like
our off day because most of the big
deals were sealed at
latest Thursday. My boss hardly
come around
too on Fridays except he decide to just come and register his presence, everything
else can wait till
Monday. Same philosophy goes
for me too: after
all, I'm directly responsible and answering to my
boss alone: He moves, I move; he
stays, I stay.
Before 2pm I was home. I cleaned
everywhere,
cooked some stew with pork meat after I made
some rice. I rushed down to the
supermarket, got
some fruity-juicy drinks and
imprisoned them in my
fridge. I called Cynthia afterwards to ask of her
present location and her ETA
(Expected Time of
Arrival). She had called me earlier
at work that she
had left home but will be stopping by a friend's
house.
At around 4:50pm, Cynthia called
me:
Cynthia: Which bus stop did you
call it?
Me: Ikate Round About. Call me
when you alight
there.
Cynthia: Ok.
Past 5pm Cynthia called me that
she just arrived Ikate Round About. I quickly put on a shirt and my knickers
and walk to the bus stop to go
pick her (the bus
stop is just about 5mins walk).
Cynthia dressed to kill that day. Joking I asked if she
was going to
murder someone already. A black
armless body
hug, silky skirt with a white tennis
shoe. She allowed her hair flow down
unhindered with a touch
of red wetlips make up. Her
eyelashes were a little
touched with eye pencil. Her teeths
were as white as ever; so white that it could help
you see clearly
even in the darkest tunnel. She
carried a short
cream bag to complete the touch
of glamour, elegance, beauty and perfection.
She gave me a hug right there at
the spot. My third
leg signaled its presence and ever
attentive readiness..
Quickly I engaged it in a non-verbal
communication to stop jumping for
joy yet. It was
an ego boosting sight that evening
as we walk
home together. Seriously there's nothing so soothing
and sweeter than walking on the
street together
with a pretty lady. It is like an
override that
compels every eyes on the street - walking, sitting
or driving - to fix their gaze on you.
Chai! Truly,
this was much more different to
Ikorodu own. See
levels? And you know, I've got to blend to my
context.
I opened the door and accorded
her the honour of
going in first. I came inside and
shut the door behind me. It was almost 6:30pm
when she arrived
my house. Na when dis babie go
wan leave now.
Before I begin to feel any lucky, I
asked,
Me: You are late o Cynthia. When
are you leaving?
Cynthia: I won't stay long here. I'll
leave once it is
9pm. I won't go home straight. A
friend of mine stays in Phase 1. I will go pass the
night there with
her before going home the
following day.
Me: Ok. That's good.
This is approximately 2hr 30mins. Too short now,
especially for a first timer. Well,
one good term
they say, deserves another. Let
me make her feel
so important in this her debut in my house. I made
sure she had a swell time and her
facial expression
showed that she was impressed
and satisfied with
my hospitality. It was almost time for her to leave.
She looked at
me and gestured her readiness to
leave. I excused
myself for a while. I reached for
my wallet, counted 5k and squeezed it inside her bag.
I instructed her
not to check what I put inside her
bag until she's
gone. She obeyed (well, partly
because ladies love stuff like that). I saw her off to the
bus stop again
and didn't leave her until a vehicle
came around to
pick her up. She waved me
goodbye and I returned home.
At about 20mins later, Cynthia
called me.
Cynthia: Femi you're funny ooo.
Thank you
anyways for the money. I appreciate it.
Me: You're welcome. I hope I tried
a little?
Cynthia: See I will tell you that one
later. See there
is a development ooo.
Me: What development is that?
Cynthia: The friend I told you I was
Going to see
has travelled since yesterday.
There is no one at
home.
Me: Ha? Didn't you call her before
going there ni?
Cynthia: I did but her line has been
saying number
not available since yesterday but
that has been the case most of the time. So I thought
probably it's a
network issue. But now, I am
wrong.
Me: Eeyah. What are we going to
do now? Cynthia: I already informed my
mum that I won't be
coming home tonight. This may
sound rather
uncomfortable for you oo but
seriously, there's nowhere else to go except your
place...if you don't
mind.
Me: You're free anytime, anyday. I
hardly enter my
second room let alone use it. You can come pass
the night here and you'll leave
tomorrow.
Cynthia: Ok. Thanks Femi.
Me: Welcome.
To Be Continued...😂😂😂😂😂😂

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