ACTION IN CALABAR…..(18+)…..Part 2

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Uduak
Jeez! Finally in the very popular Muritala
Mohammed Airport in Lagos; Thirteen hours
felt like 13years on the very miserable flight; I
sat next to a coughing patient and it was just
too horrible an experience. I couldn’t
complain because then; I will be the
sociopath and anti-humanity brute, I had to
take it all.
I dashed for the door as soon as I heard we
have landed. I got out to get fresh air, I
moved to the exit and I was hit with an awful
din by the hundreds of taxi drivers, all
advertising their charter service.
It was at night, so without wasting time, I got
one and requested he take me to any nearby
hotel to pass the night. I insisted it should be
somewhere close to the airport because of
my flight to Calabar this next day.
After struggling to understand my accent, the
bald short man obliged and took me to a
very exquisite hotel, some place that felt and
looked like London. I got comfortable
immediately, had my bath, rubbed my very
toned body with my night lotion, and deep
down, I wished the taxi man hit on me; truly
hoped that the he would pass the night.
I was horny for reasons i cannot explain.
I connected to the hotel’s password, skyped
my folks, and watched some hot Adult movie
that turned me the Fork on and i fingered
myself to pulp. My cl!toris was fire red and
rivulets of juices dripped in appreciation of
my good finger work.
After my self service, I slept off immediately
unclad and without washing up. The stink of
K!ttyC@t lulling me to a deep and yearning
sleep. I dreamt of raging cocks and insane S
£x.
Fred
Up early and out in my friend’s car to the
airport, my flight is 10am but because of the
tireless traffic in Lagos, I want to be in the
airport’s vicinity early enough so nothing will
stall me. My good friend is my driver and his
joy in doing this for me was very palpable,
countless times, he professed how much he
is happy for me. He was sure this has in it,
more blessing than I envisaged.
It was seeming like my mom hired him to do
this because he really sounds like her. My
over caring mother on the other hand kept
calling and texting, torrents of prayers was
unleashed on me and my lips is getting tired
of saying amen, her co-pastors also saw it
good to call me and release yet another
tsunami of prayers on me. Their prayers had
something in common, they all included in it
that i get also a good girl in Calabar like I
have gotten a good job there, the same thing
Ndifreke was telling me as he drove.
He advertised how beautiful, girls from his
state are, and how well they cook and
effusively, he told me about their
performance in bed, how firm their asses and
b0s0m were, and he practically sold me up
on them.
This was my morning in a nutshell, and he
went as far as to save some numbers on my
phone, and even encouraged me to call them
and linkup with them. I was just looking;
totally overwhelmed from both ends.

Uduak
OMG! This is not happening right now! I got
up late, maybe from overdose of ecstasy I
got from the finger job I gave my self. it is
7:30am and I have a 8:20am flight to catch!
I rushed through bathing and got prepared.
This is the fastest I have done in my entire
life.
I got out and its now 8:00am, the notorious
Lagos traffic stared right at my face and I
know for sure that I am in trouble! Fork!
My cab man worsened my dilemma by
saying he cannot come because of traffic
impendimments. I have just 15mins to reach
the damn airport. Im in a crazy fix!
I use to think I have this innate way to find
solutions and make swift decisions to
situations, but it dawned on me that I am just
a beneficiary of enabling environment like
London. Lagos is different and Damn it is
hostile too! These were my thoughts in
complacency, I even thought that God was
trying to punish me for my misguided act
yesterday.
In the middle of my forlorn, I waved a car and
driver parked beside me, with my eyes full
with tears; I walked to the window, now my
eyes couldn’t hold back the tears, “please, I
am late and I have a plane to catch, please;
help me get out of this place, I beg you” I
said this praying fervently in my heart that
they are not illiterates. The gentleman on the
driver’s side wind down and declared the best
news in the world to me, “we are headed to
the airport, come in,” My heart thudded in
great joy.

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