Godmother

Godmother- Episode 6

In the semi-dark room, he could clearly see her outline.

She was no doubt beautiful, like a goddess. She must be a goddess, he thought. To compound his situation, her b—–s were very firm; very firm and enticing. He felt like grabbing them and running his mouth on the n—–s.

It was such a big effort for him to restrain himself.

He tried to talk about some of the challenges he faced while studying in the University, hoping that would distract him from thinking about her b—–s.

She talked about her childhood too. As a five year old girl, she had come to realize that she had special power.

She was not enticed to boys, as a teenager, unlike her peers.

‘With it surprise you to learn that I’m a virgin?’ she said.

He was completely surprised. ‘You don’t mean it!’

‘I do. I am and I love it that way.’

He could not say anything.

‘Now, I hope you know that it’s not only me you must not have sex with. For the next three days, you must not do it with anybody.’

He sighed. ‘Okay.’

‘One more thing, there must be no masturbation; no

discharge of semen.’

He felt like swooning. ‘Okay,’ he muttered. He turned his back to her. It was better he stopped seeing her enticing figure. He must pass the test.

He was able to survive the first night of the test, but he would never forget the experience. It was the longest erection he ever had and by the

morning, he felt some pain on his manhood. You have to endure this for two more nights, he told himself.

By sheer determination, Tope was able to remain

steadfast in passing the test. In the morning after the

third night, he was pleased with himself.

He woke up six a.m and woke her up.

‘I’ve passed the test,’ he told her.

‘Yeah, congratulations.’ She stood up and started wearing her t-shirt.

‘Can’t we do it now?’ he asked.

‘Do what?’

‘Can’t we make love?’

She shook her head. ‘Not when you have two more tests to

go.’

‘Hmn.’ He remembered she had said something like that.

There was no need to hurry her. He would wait. ‘So, what’s the second test?’

She grinned and wore a bum short under the top. ‘Be patient,’ she said. ‘I’ll soon tell you.’

She went to the bathroom to brush her teeth. ‘I’m on

afternoon duty today, so I’ll be staying around till noon.’

‘No problem,’ he replied. ‘You can keep the spare key.’

She sat on the bed and stared at him. He stared back

anxiously.

‘Now, the second test.’

‘Yes, tell me.’

She nodded. ‘You’ll buy seven white handkerchiefs. From

today, you’ll sleep with seven different prostitutes. You’ll

use each of the

handkerchief a day to wipe your manhood after the intercourse, each handkerchief for the act. You must not

sleep with a particular one twice. On the seventh day, you’ll bring the seven

handkerchiefs to me.’

Tope opened his mouth. ‘Prostitutes? Did I hear you say

prostitutes?’

‘That’s right.’

‘What did you take me for?’ he demanded. ‘I’m a decent guy, for heavens’ sake!’

‘Well, decent or not, that’s the second test.’

He stared at her. She had said it so calmly, as if she was asking him to do a simple task like plucking seven mangoes. He thought over what she had said and shook his head. ‘Give me another test. If you want me to sleep with you for another seven

days without sex, all well and good. I don’t want this second test you have given me.’

She looked at him coolly. ‘Then, let’s call the whole thing off. It’s either you do that, or you forget every other thing.’

He sighed. His mind was busy. It would be an irony that he as a journalist who had written against commercial sex business would be the

one to patronize sex workers every day for the next seven days. He sighed again. This lady could give him power and wealth as she had promised. Why back out now?

‘Alright,’ he said. ‘I’ll do it.’

‘You’re not to use any condom,’ she added. ‘And make sure your semen does not touch the handkerchief.’

He nodded again.

‘Good. That’s how to be a man.’

To be continued