Recap....of part 16
… With phone in my hand, ATM card and cash in my pocket I stood like a condemned criminal,tied on a stake awaiting a command for the soldiers in waiting to riddle his body with bullets.I stared at her blankly as she stared back at her phone in my arms. What was I going to say I was doing with her phone? Did she notice the missing atm card also? Was this the end of my end of year adventure? I took a quick glance at her handbag lying carelessly open at the floor. It looked exactly like I left it.Then her phone rang in my hand.I still held on to it while it rang.“Where did you go with my phone?!” She queried as she sprang up to recover her phone from me. I handed it to her and made to explain but it was obvious she was not interested inmy explanation. She had picked the call already and started talking on the phone.“Hey babe!” She continued. “Missing mama?”“Don’t worry dear, I will be back tomorrow…how is aunty Dee?…”I concluded she was speaking with her daughter. She was so engrossed with the call and didn’tnotice when I moved and sat at the other end of the bed close to the bag. I replaced the atm insidethe side-zip of the bag and headed into the bathroom. I moved to the cabinet and brought out the carton. I opened it and saw rolls of tissue paper, tubes of cream, light make-up, soaps and the other usual things stuffs inside.My first thought was that she hadoffloaded the cash and replaced it with the toiletries.Then I remembered I had switched the cartons and moved the cash carton to the drawer of the wall mirror. I smiled at myself, relieved that the cash was still intact.I brought out the cash-carton andopened it. The wards of cash were still intact. I added the night’s withdrawal into the cartonand closed it; this time around, I folded the edges in my bid to seal it. It looked good.“Where did you go with my phone?” The lady asked after receiving her call.I told her my phone’s battery haddied down since I didn’t come with my charger so I used her phone to check my mails.She stared at me for some seconds like she didn’t believe me.“Outside?” She asked.“Yes, I needed a drink so I went to the reception hall.”She stared at the phone on the bed and back to me.“Was that your daughter?” I had decided not to ask personal question but right now, anything to end this heated interrogation was a welcome development.“Yes!” She answered with an excited look.“She’s missing her mama and heraunty Dee doesn’t let her watch the tv.” She said with another douse of excitement like she wasreally thrilled. “Can I see her pictures?” I asked and she waved that I come closer.To Be Continued…
PART 17...
I lay beside her on the bed as she scrolled through her media files. Unending pictures of she and her beautiful daughter. At first I pretended to be interested in the pix but it later caught my attention. They were lovely pix, exhibition of the undying bond between mother and daughter.“Her name is Mimi” she informedme.“Lovely name.” I added.“She’s adorable, intelligent, smartand full of life.” She continued.“My friend seem to be interested in you.” She announced to me, referring to her ph-city lady.“I have my good charms.” I teased and she smiled.“She love adventures too.” She said.“Are you advertising your friend to me?” I teased again trying not to make the conversation serious. I came for adventure and not to be passed on like a tool.“You don’t like her?” She asked.“She’s married, I don’t do married ladies.” I answered, hoping it will end the discussion.“And me?” She asked.“What about you? You’re not married are you?” I asked, making a surprise face.“Babies don’t fall down from heaven, do they?” She asked.I looked at her face and she feigned seriousness; then burst out in laughter. I was still confused at what was making herlaugh.“You need to see the look on your face, like you just ate poo!” She said and I smiled.“You’re not married, are you?” I asked.“Does that change anything?”
… I lay beside her on the bed as she scrolled through her media files. Unending pictures of she and her beautiful daughter. At first I pretended to be interested in the pix but it later caught my attention. They were lovely pix, exhibition of the undying bond between mother and daughter.“Her name is Mimi” she informedme.“Lovely name.” I added.“She’s adorable, intelligent, smartand full of life.” She continued.“My friend seem to be interested in you.” She announced to me, referring to her ph-city lady.“I have my good charms.” I teased and she smiled.“She love adventures too.” She said.“Are you advertising your friend to me?” I teased again trying not to make the conversation serious. I came for adventure and not to be passed on like a tool.“You don’t like her?” She asked.“She’s married, I don’t do married ladies.” I answered, hoping it will end the discussion.“And me?” She asked.“What about you? You’re not married are you?” I asked, making a surprise face.“Babies don’t fall down from heaven, do they?” She asked.I looked at her face and she feigned seriousness; then burst out in laughter. I was still confused at what was making herlaugh.“You need to see the look on your face, like you just ate poo!” She said and I smiled.“You’re not married, are you?” I asked.“Does that change anything?” Sheresponded.I felt she wasn’t ready to answer my question so I let it be.We had few more rounds of S£x before retiring for the night.
____________In the morning, I kept my fingers crossed, hoping and praying that Eve succeeded in swapping duties and takes care of the carton for good. There was over half a million naira already insidethe carton.Then she came in. I had to hide the excitement in my face beforeI betray our little plan. She came in with her trolley as usual and headed straight to the bathroom.The lady and I were still on top ofthe bed; she surfing her phone while I waited.Moments later, Eve moved out from the bathroom with the trolley. She did some little work in the room, dropped fresh bedsheets and left.My half a million naira finally moved to safety!
Or so I thou…she responded.I felt s
he wasn’t ready to answer my question so I let it be.We had few more rounds of S£x before retiring for the night.
In the morning, I kept my fingers crossed, hoping and praying that Eve succeeded in swapping duties and takes care of the carton for good. There was over half a million naira already inside the carton.
Then she came in. I had to hide the excitement in my face before I betray our little plan. She came in with her trolley as usual and headed straight to the bathroom.The lady and I were still on top of the bed; she surfing her phone while I waited.
Moments later, Eve moved out from the bathroom with the trolley. She did some little work in the room, dropped fresh bedsheets and left.My half a million naira finally moved to safety!Or so I thought!To Be Continued…
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Part 18 and 19
… My mind was a lot settled having solved the riddle of the carton-cash. I had a more fulfilled day with the lady. When it got boring sitting indoors and fvcking, she asked that we go shopping so she gets stuffs she’ll be going back to Abj with. I obliged and we spent the next few hours shopping.Later in the night, we headed to the cinema to see the Exodus: Lords and Kings. Having watched the trailer sometime ago, I was full of expectations but got disappointed after seeing the movie; wasn’t as hot as I had hoped from the trailer.“Make this night special for me.” She whispered into my ears as we set in for her final night. She had already informed her ph-city friend to come pick her up for the airport the next morning.I made the night special for her, giving her a special S£x she would not forget in a hurry. The bed seemed too small to contain her as I patted her legs and buried my tongue in between them. I did a special tongue-cleansing session for her clit and had her clutching to the sheets to keep her from falling off the edge of the bed. It was like controlling a big ship using ‘the small tongue’. She responded to every tickle I gave her clit with such passion. I started fingering and licking her simultaneously and she moaned loudly at the double waves of pleasure hitting her. Moments later, she was filling my hands with her Pour. I let her relax a bit as I cuddled her, then we started rounds of hardcore S£x which lasted us through the night. When we finally got through, I couldn’t keep my eyelids open. I was drained physically, mentally and maybe spiritually! She was saying something about early in the morning but I didn’t pay much attention. I slept off.I was woken up the next morning to the sounds of clatter of water in the bathroom. Moments later, the lady rushed out of the bathroom and started dressing.“My friend is waiting downstairs.”She announced as she saw me awake.
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I must have slept deep into the morning. She was already dressing and staring at me on the bed.“I had a lovely stay.” She said … “Good, I had my fair of adventure too.” I replied; I wanted to add ‘and crime’ but swallowed the thought.
No need counting my chics yet until they hatch; and right now, they are being incubated inside a safe carton somewhere.
The thought of the over half a million cash inside thecarton thrilled me once more. What if Eve opens the carton and sees the cash? Will she freak out?Will she figure out I just robbed an innocent lady? What if she ran-off with the cash? She didn’t look like the crime type, nor the adventure type either. Looks a lot innocent and naïve. But we all know looks can be quite deceptive. I prayed for the best; expecting the worst.“Thanks for everything, and I will be expecting you in Abj pretty soon.” The lady interrupted my thoughts, bent over and pecked my chics.“And please, feel free to fvck my friend if she looks your way again.” She added with a laugh.“I’ll pass, no married women!” I insisted.As a rule of thumb, I had decidedlong ago to stay-off married women. I had a terrible adventure that went bad; and when I thought it was bad enough, it got worse.Anyway, a liar and a killer still ends up as sinners; so it shouldn’tbe a plus for me; but the wahala isn’t one I can bear again.“Dress up, we have to run along. I need to check out and sort my bills.” She said to me as she reached for her bags.“Am I going with you?” I asked.“Don’t you want to?” She asked.I would have loved to find Eve immediately but decided to see her off to the airport first. No need for rush. Just as we were about to leave the room, the hotel staff to clean our room that morning entered with her usual trolley. She dressed just like Eve; same robes, same courtesy, just a difference in name. She had Emily as her name tag.I joined the lady and the ph-city lady to the airport. We waited until she sorted out her ticket before leaving. It was a silent drive back to ph city from the airport. The lady asked that we hook up later that evening but I told her I love spending my 31st night at the church. It was the perfect excuse to get her off my tail. She dropped me off at my friend’s place._______
By 10pm when I knew Eva would be done for her duty that day, I called her up. She was sounding tired when she picked the call. She informed me she had just finished a tedious 18hr long duty and needed to sleep.“Can we see tomorrow morning?” She asked.“No dear, remember the 31st night ritual?” I asked, hoping she will see enough reason to bring my carton.“Oh that! I will burn it for you then.” She replied.…To Be Continued...
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…… Burn what!Did she just say she will help me burn a box of half a million naira?!?!“No, you can’t do that!” I exclaimed over the phone.“Why? You asked me to help you burn your old fake life, isn’t it what this is about?” She asked surprised.“I know, but I need to do this myself.” I had to be careful not to make her suspicious; that is if she wasn’t suspicious already.“So tell me about your day.” I said, trying to warm her up a bit. I listened as she talked endlessly about how hectic her day was. I feigned interest and endured through it all.“You need to rest; we will hook up later tonight.” I said and she agreed.
An hour later, she called to inform me there had been some developments. She said a colleague of hers just reported sick and their supervisor was trying to swap her to do the duty. She sounded very angry, saying she was sure the colleague lied about her health and that she was sure she’s faking it all.
I felt it was going to be impossible to see her that 31st night. I had almost given up but an hour and half later she called and informed me she was done with her duty and was about leaving the hotel. I was too delighted to ask how she managed to pull it off but instead, prepared to meet her. We were to meet at an eatery close to my place. I chose the eatery as a matter of convenience. I still hadn’t drawn up a plan yet on how to convince her we shouldn’t burn the carton.
What would be her reaction when she sees the contents? Was I even going to allow her see it? Seeing it would be absurd. I decided to let the events take care of themselves; one thing was sure: no one is going to burn my half a million “hard-earned” money!It didn’t take her long to locate the eatery. She looked exhausted and I had this feeling she was struggling to stay focused. She carried a fancy polythene bag with contents of what I presumed to be the carton. I was delighted.“how do you do?” I asked as we settled, trying to hide my excitement on the baggage she was carrying.“Tired! Exhausted!” she exclaimed. Then went on and on about how the hotel was filled to capacity and everyone had to be on their toes to attend to them and do their job.“Only for that silly Emily to claim she was sick and head home!” she added.“Emily?” I asked. The name rang a bell. I was sure I had seen one of the attendants with that name tag; either the dove, raven or parrot.“Yes! She was fine in the morning, only to come back from room-cleaning and lie that she was feeling sick and needed to go.” She continued.
It was obvious she needed someone to talk to and let off the steam, so I listened to her boring tale with patience.“I too told them I was on medication and couldn’t work more than 12 hours!” she informed me with a smile like she was proud of her deceptive bravery. I guess that was how she was able to convince them to let her go.
I asked what she would take but she declined; like she wanted to get it over with and head home.“I can do this alone by myself if you’re too tired.” I asked, hoping she would hand over the baggage and head home. She stared at the baggage, stared at me, and back to the baggage like she was contemplating.“No, I promised to be there with you when you burn the old life, we’ll do this together.” She said. “Moreover, I will love to see what is inside the bag.” She added like an afterthought.“Alright then, lets go.” I stood and we left the restaurant. “Where are we going?” she asked.“
My place isn’t far from here.” I replied. My friend had gone for the all night in his church. If I playmy cards right, I may just have the best of the out-going 2014;
half a million cash and a lovely ar’se to rock.She threw her exhausted self on the bed as we got into the house,exposing a huge part of her laps in the process. Then she rolled onthe bed to face me. “Are you done with the old fake life now?” she asked.“Yes, old things have passed away, all things are become new.” I replied and she smiled.“Tell me more about yourself.” She requested. Here was I, thinking she was damn too tired to maintain a stare. I told her bitsabout myself, skipping a whole lot of details. By the time I was done, her head was resting on my shoulders on the bed.I didn’t need any other invitation before I started caressing her. Without any hesitations coming from her, I took that as consent and probed further.
… “Can I use the bathroom?” She asked after we were done havingwild S£x.“Of course.” I replied and she leftfor the bathroom.This was the opportunity I had been waiting for me. It will take her minimum of 120seconds to finish whatever she wanted to doat the bathroom. It will give me the needed time to offload the cash inside the carton and fill the carton with my briefs, pants, singlets and any other thing I could lay my hand on.I moved fast; reached for the nylon bag, opened it and broughtout the carton. I rushed to the wardrobe and brought out two singlets, I couldn’t see my briefs so I used my friend’s boxers and few other things my hands could reach. I placed them on the bed beside the carton.There was no sign of her coming out so I took my time. Took a deep breath and relaxed. Moment of truth. I felt my heart beat faster. I was really excited. Icould easily think about a whole lot of things to do with half a million naira. I marveled at my exploits. Adventure is fun; adventure with a bit of crime is the big deal. I smiled at myself and assured myself I was going to write a story about this. I couldimagine lots of people reading and smiling at the adventure andexploits. It would make a good read. I thought about the title I could give it; I could title it Adventures at Hotel Presidential; or PH Adventure; I decided that whatever the title would be, it will be a great read. But it needed an ending, and the ending was inside the carton on top of the bed. Half a million naira waiting to be opened. Then I proceeded to open it.I loosened the ends and opened the cap of the carton. Inside the dimly light room, I overturned the carton, emptying all its contents ontop of the bed.What I saw gave me the shock of the year!
___I kept staring at it like it was hard to believe. Of course it was not hard to believe; I had seen those contents before. I was still in a state of shock and unbelief.What happened? Why this? What went wrong?
A lot of questions rushed throughmy mind of which the answers I couldn’t tell. Only one person hasthe answers to the question.The sound from the toilet indicated it was just flushed. I moved my gaze from the bed and its unsatisfactory contents towards the toilet door, waiting for it to open. My answers are definitely going to come from Eve. She has a lot of explaining to do.“Are you ready?” she asked as she walked into the room. She maintained her stare at me while I looked away and focused at the contents on the bed.“Are those…did you just bring those out from the carton?” she asked almost exclaiming. I took some time to study her face; it showed sign of genuine surprise. Was she faking it? Was she totally ignorant?“
Did you make me steal these from the hotel room and have me carry it all day?” she asked again, with a look of disappointment written all over her face.I was tempted to believe her but decided not to be naïve. Girls can be deceptive; who knows if she was feigning it all.“This was not what I asked you to bring!”
I said firmly, trying so hard to control the anger and disappointment brewing inside me.“What!” she asked.“What do you mean?” She asked again.
I stared at her face for some more seconds then slumped on the bed.“Is this what you brought out from the bathroom?” I asked, hoping to hear a different response but knowing deep down in my hear that the answer will not change.
Scattered all over my bed, were the contents of a hotel issued toiletry; 2 pieces of tissue paper, tubes of cream, liquid soap, shower-cap, face-towel, light-sponge…*THE END.....
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