My Sex Service To My Principal And Students – NYSC Member...episode 30....
My Sex Service To My Principal And Students – NYSC Member...episode 30....
I remember the first day that I got the apartment
where I lived during my service year.
My guy David gave me a lot of assistance and
support. He helped me settle down. That was
probably why he became my tightest homeboy.
Aside that, I discovered in an instant that he loved
the fun life: drinking, partying, girls.
I loved that life too but the difference between us
was that he was really wild while I was really quiet.
Anyway, we still clicked.
As days went by it seemed that we got closer. No,
we did get closer.
He introduced me to my girlfriend, Sandra who was
equally his girlfriend’s best friend. So we became
four best friends.
On a Thursday morning, I prepared for school and
decided to check on my homeboy before heading
out for school. It had become a culture for us to
check on each other in the morning before going
out. I knocked on his door:
“Guy how far na?”
“Corp Lee!!!”
David was my namesake but we never used to call
each other our names. His used to call me ‘corp
lee’ (whatever that means) while I use to call him
‘counterfeit’.
I used to call him counterfeit because girls never
used to get anything good from him. The best he
could do for a girl was to cook indomie and eggs for
her. No more, no less. And oh, they used to like him
too: he was a really smooth, light-skinned, fine
brother. Very funny guy.
There was never a dull moment with us, life was
fun, full of laughter.
I remember us walking down our street one
evening, going to fetch water when I ran into one of
my students.
She was in ss2, I can’t remember her name now.
Anyway I introduced her to ‘counterfeit’ and they
exchanged numbers. If only she knew how
counterfeit he was. Lol.
He told me the day that the girl was appointed to
come.
After she visited him and left, he came to my room. I
knew he would have fvcked her. That guy was an
amazing dog.
“Counterfeit!! Badest guy. How far na, she don go?”
Then he began to laugh, I joined him in laughing
too. Whatever it was was definitely worth laughing.
I knew he would have done something mischievous
and funny. I trusted his branch of comedy, and I
was his biggest fan too.
I asked him again:
“Guy, how far na, talk na, how the show go?”
“Omoh ehhh, that girl dislocate her leg o”
(Meaning that the girl had a joint dislocation).
We laughed some more. Louder.
“Guy, how e take happen na? Una bin dey fight?”
“No. E get one chinese Blue film (po-rn) wey I buy
so I bin dey practice the styles wey dey for the blue
film. As we one practice one sweet style naim I hear
‘krraaaa’. Omoh na so her leg break o”
This was too funny for me. I ran out laughing out
loud, like a mad man. I nearly choked to death. Till
this day, I still laugh whenever I remember this
conversation.
I thought he was joking until I didn’t see the girl in
school for almost a week. When she resumed, she
never talked to me or ‘counterfeit’ again. To her, I
was probably counterfeit too.
*back to this day*
He was lying down in his bed when I entered.
“This one wey you still dey sleep, you no go go
work?”
David was a Tiler (used to fix tiles for houses, halls
e.t.c).
“Omoh eh e get one chick wey I carry come from
ajegunle last night. The girl just finish me. I dey
very weak.”
Ajegunle was the code name for a slum near our
neighborhood. A very substandard place where
poor people lived and the girls living there were
extremely cheap and bad too. Alchohol, Drugs and
wee-d. It was simply sin city.
“Ok na. Me I don dey enter school o. Make I go tidy
one or two things”
“No wahala we go see when you come back”.
I left his room and headed to school.
An hour or so before break-time, I got a call. It was
David’s girlfriend.
“Hello, corper”
“Yeah, what’s up?”
“I’m fine. Please where are you?”
“I’m in school. I hope no problem?”
“Please come o, police people carried David and
those your neighbours this morning. I have gone to
see him in the station and he gave me a message for
you.”
“Ok. I’m on my way now. But what caused it?”
Omoh make I no know whether I go run o, cuz na
small thing person dey carry enter prison for naija
o.
“Its not something that I can say over the phone.
Just come please.”
“Ok. I’ll be there in 5 minutes”
I dey wonder wetin my homeboys don go commit…episode 31 loading
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