MY FIRST NIGHT AS A FIRST CLASS PROSTITUTE …… Part 2

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While I was still wondering, “who will talk
to
this pot-bellied, overfed man,” he got to
touch
me on my shoulders.
And since my short dress was barely
covering
my backside and my boobs, the man
must
have been drunk with all other revealing
parts
of my body that he saw.
Before I could say Jack, I was already in
a
seat alone with our dear
‘Wonderman’ (that
was what he called himself). He was
quite a
funny man and I said in my mind he
wouldn’t
be a bad friend for the night.
After a while, he asked us to move down
a
room. The hall was already getting
deserted
with only few people left and the few
people
left were all in pairs. I tried Dorcas’
number, it
was switched off so I decided to follow
‘Wonderman’, since it was my last
resort.
When we got in, he went straight to the
bathroom and within few minutes,
returned in
only his underwear.
I had watched a few of Nollywood
movies with
this kind of scene and it was almost
looking
like another one was about to play out;
in
which I was fast becoming the star
actress. I
could not breathe properly again, my
heart
was beating faster than necessary.
I decided to think back at what pushed
me to
the situation I was, with a man old
enough to
be my dad, all alone in this well-
furnished
room.
Wonderman did not allow me enter deep
into
my thoughts before he jerked me back
to life
again by touching my shoulder…(my
shoulder
again!).
When I looked at him, his face had
already
changed. He was not looking like the
person I
met outside minutes back, he was
looking like
one who will get anything done at all
costs.

The expression on his face, his body
movements all suggested he was only
waiting
for me to make a move. A move, that I
was
not sure what exactly he wanted.
His hands had already made for my
boobs
and… I was freaking hot already, but was
not
sure of what exactly I wanted.
I was already enjoying the guilty, but
sweet
feeling, before my senses returned. I
quickly
looked around, picked up my bag which
I had
dropped somehow, and ran out of the
room.
It was close to midnight, so there was
really
nowhere for me to go, but I managed to
get a
taxi which took me straight home.
After taking my bath, I played the scene
all
over again. And although I enjoyed the
aspect
where he was beginning to fondle with
my
b—m, I just told myself, “that’s exactly
how
prostitution starts.”
What would I have told Abiola whom I
was
seriously considering as a future
partner?
Well… I didn’t do anything silly. I was
glad as
I sneaked into my blanket and slept off
almost
immediately. What a day it was for me!

THE END

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