If anyone had told me six hours before
that I would be in a room with this aged
man, all dressed looking like a first class
babe’, I would have argued with them. I
around, looking almost confused.
It was a Friday and Dorcas, my
had called me to inform me of a birthday
party happening later in the day.
She called me from home, and although
plan when she was leaving school on
Wednesday was to return to school on
evening, she changed her mind and
come back to the hostel on Friday
she could attend the birthday bash of a
popular rich man in Lagos.
Dorcas is a party girl. The only thing that
make her not go for any big party in
school exams. And we had finished our
second semester exams on Tuesday,
practicals left for the coming week,
decision to go home on Wednesday and
It was as if Dorcas knew I was officially
‘most bored person’ in the world that
when she put a call to me telling me
the said birthday bash which her school
mother had invited her to.
From the way she sounded on phone,
were lots of incentives attached to being
present at the party. Meeting with top
politicians and top influencers in the
(which I was not too keen about), going
with lots of cash if you know how to play
game quite well… (I didn’t know what
really meant, but was hoping everything
be just fine), and so many more!
I just wanted to have fun in the company
my friends, get out of this my boredom
which I had been for 48 hours and return
with well… money!
I knew that I was a smart girl (I still am),
no matter what games they might be
for everybody present at the party to do
some money, I was sure of myself.
Just like Dorcas, I had no boyfriend but
although Dorcas had been in and out of
relationships, I really could not figure out
I could not hold on to one.
Most of the guys who had asked me out
ended up irritating me… except Abiola.
Abiola was studying Computer Science
was about two levels above me. It was
fifth month since Abiola and I had been
friends (although he was still waiting for
reply to his proposal).
The ‘clean’ dark guy was, and is still
calm and collected. Unlike those other
who just get me irritated with either their
behaviors, orientation or their words,
always knew when to talk, keep quiet
was always making me laugh.
Although I was deeply convinced that he
the one for me, I still dragged my reply
proposal just to be sure of what I was
“At least, he’s still better than all of
other unserious guys,” I had silently
“I will never allow him go. He’s the one
me,” I assured myself further.
But Dorcas is a free bird; she had tried
about seven relationships that did not
out, they all ended even before they
The last one ended dramatically and I
very thankful it ended at the time it did.
Well… when Dorcas called me to intimate
on how we were going to meet, I wanted
ask her how her school mother, whom
not seen in years, suddenly got across to
to tell her about the gig happening later
She was obviously in a rush to get off
phone so as to prepare and get back to
When Dorcas arrived, we were both in a
and our dressing routine which usually
two hours, ended in less than thirty-five
Spotting a sheer tube dress that barely
covered my bosoms and butt, with other
of my body leaving much to be
was all set for the party.
“Wheeeeeeeeeew!” Dorcas exclaimed
were all set. “Omo, you’re simply hot.”
With the both of us gaily dressed, a car
already waiting to pick us outside. It was
that I got to know that it was part of the
arrangement for the gig; everyone is
care of right from their doorsteps.
When we finally got to the venue, I was
thankful to God that I dressed like a ‘big
babe’, although my parents would have
look twice to be sure it was their
they were actually seeing.
We got to the venue few minutes before
and there was music and various games
all the fine ladies and the ‘big men’.
Looking around, I didn’t see any young
that could conveniently fall into the
of the word ‘young’. The space was filled
‘big old men’ and many young girls, but I
As we moved more into the night, I
that Dorcas had drifted away from me,
was laughing off already in the company
two old men. At a point, I didn’t see her
and I just concluded she had gone to the
side of the space with her newly found
While I was doing my thing, my eyes got
contact with a pot-bellied man for the
time. I saw him as he finally got up,
move towards me.
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