Godmother

Godmother- Episode 7

Tope sighed again. When he was going to work, he planned

how he would go about doing his second ‘test.’ He knew some joints between his house and Ogba bus stop where there are commercial sex workers. He would have to visit only one joint and moved to another one the following day as

he must not sleep twice with a particular woman.

He bought a dozen of white handkerchiefs. He would be picking them one by one and would keep the ones he had used in a separate place.

By seven in the evening, he went to the closest one to his dark. When he got to the bar, the place was already brimming with customers who were coming in to enjoy the evening session.

He ordered for drinks of malt. He wasn’t taking alcohol and it was a little bit odd that he was the only man not drinking strong stuff at that very time. He could see some of the sex workers hovering around. Many were in skimpy dresses and they tried to woo customers with their

coquettish looks. He beckoned at a slim but busty one. She

eagerly moved to his side.

‘Good evening,’ he greeted.

‘Good evening, lover boy,’ she answered.

He looked her all over. She was pretty, slim, but busty.

Yes, he would start with this lady.

‘How much do you charge?’ he asked her.

‘It depend o, on what you want. Whether na short time, or till day break. Whether we go do am here or you wan carry me to your place. Whether na quick sex or you want romance. Whether na

Mouth Gig or direct.’

There was no need he wasted time. ‘I want quick sex,’ he said.

She told him how much it would cost. He agreed without

argument.

‘Let’s go,’ she said eagerly.

He finished the last of his drink and followed her through a dimly light passage to an equally dim room. There was a small bed in the room, but they would not be using it.

She stretched her right hand towards him. ‘Oga, where my

pay?’

He understood it was pay before service. From his side pocket, he brought out his purse and counted the amount she had asked for.

‘Good,’ she said. ‘You be correct guy.’

She unzipped his trousers and held his d–k. It responded

immediately. She smiled at him, unzipped her short skirt and pulled it down.

She turned her back to him and spread her legs. Her bum rubbed against his p—k. He held her waist from behind and inserted his organ into her waiting p—y. He was surprised he was enjoying the act. His hands moved from

her waist to her bum and back to her waist as he b@nged her. Within five minutes, it was all over. He quickly withdrew his organ as soon as he climaxed.

He asked for the toilet and went there. Then carefully, he brought the handkerchief from his back pocket and

wiped his joystick. He folded the handkerchief and put it back at the rear pocket. He smiled to himself at the success of day one of his test.

Andy, Calista’s brother, who just came from Canada, came to the hospital where his sister worked to see the place. But beyond knowing where Calista worked, Andy

was there to see the beautiful nurse his sister had talked about. Calista and Rita worked in the same hospital and had told Rita how her brother would wish to take Rita to Canada as his wife. Andy was approaching forty and one of his reasons for visiting Nigeria was to pick a wife. His sister had told him about a junior nurse in her working place. He was told that Rita was cool, reserved and decent, and would be a good wife.

When Calista first approached Rita and tried to watch-make between her brother and the junior colleague, Rita was unimpressive.

‘He is ready to take you to Canada ASAP,’ Calista had said.

Rita remained unimpressive. Today, Andy himself came

around to see the unwilling Rita and to see how he could woo her. He told his sister to call Rita as he would love to have a chat with her. Rita went to meet him just to fulfill righteousness. As soon as he saw her, he was convincingly

desirous of getting her as his own.

‘I don’t understand your unwillingness to accept me,’

Andy told Rita. ‘I’m very serious about marrying you and taking you to Canada to be with me. I’m ready to see your people now so that we can start formalizing the plan. I really want to marry you.’

Rita sighed. ‘There’s nothing you have said which Nurse Calista has not said. Just like I told her, I’m not

interested in marriage.’

Andy was confounded. ‘But how could you say you are not interested in marriage. You’re not too young to marry, are you?’

‘No, I’m not.’

‘So, why’re you saying you’re not interested? See, I’m really serious about what I’m telling you. Let me show you

how serious I am.’ He removed his purse from his pocket, opened it and counted out two hundred dollars. ‘Take this and buy something. The moment you say yes to my proposition, I will surprise you with many good things.’

Rita was reluctant to take the money from him. ‘Taking it does not guarantee anything,’ she said.

‘Just take it,’ Andy urged.

She took the money. ‘Alright, I’ll think over your proposition.’

‘Ah, thank you. I’ll be glad if your answer is positive.’

Andy was all smiles. ‘Er, can I have your number?’

Rita gave it to him. He was glad and hopeful the dollars would do wonders and make her change her mind.

Doctor Sam passed the corridor where Andy was chatting

Rita up. He eyed her and moved on. Since the incident some days ago when he had experienced temporary partial paralysis, Sam had been keeping Rita at arm’s length. The worse thing was he could not tell anybody

what he had experienced. He had the belief that nobody

would believe him.

Rita collected the money from Andy just for the sake of collecting it. She knew what her mission was and it never included going to Canada. If Andy liked, let him give her one million dollars, that would not change Rita’s mind.

For the next days, Tope moved from one brothel to another, meeting one sex worker or the other. He decided he might as well make the best out of the situation he found himself. To this extent, he picked different partners – the short, the slim, the fat, the tall and so on – for his pleasure.

On the seventh day, he decided to go to Ikeja. The joint was close to Isheri. Far from where he lived. As usual, he

ordered for malt drinks while he observed the activities

going on in the bar. The music of Fela Anikulapo titled ‘Lady’ was playing loudly. He swayed his body gently to the music. A middle-aged man with a grin approached.

To be continued