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RUNS GIRLS
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EPISODE 4
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I nearly ran mad when the results came out and I got “F” in Mr Ofoegbu’s course.I stared at my reg number a second time to be sure it was mine and that there was no mix up.Indeed it was mine.
I ran to Mr Ofoegbu’s office to confront him and find out why he hadn’t kept to his own end of the bargain only to discover that the door to his office was locked.
I dialled his number, he didn’t pick.I dialled again and again and again, no response.Then on the fifth attempt he picked.
“Yes who is this?” He asked with his peculiar baritone voice.
“Its me Linda. The student that met you at Lomalinda hotel,” I explained.
“I don’t understand what you’re talking about,” Mr Ofoegbu replied throwing me off balance.
“Who did you say you met at Lomalinda?”
“Sir can’t you remember me? Linda, the girl you spent time with at Lomalinda hotel. The one you promised to give an “A” in your course. Sir, they just pasted the results now and I got “F.” Sir, please I wish to know what happened.”
“Please I don’t understand what you’re talking about. Maybe this is a wrong number,” he said hanging up the call.I felt like tearing myself into two. How on earth could Mr Ofoegbu do this to me? Does it mean I’m going to carry this course over?I was still deep in thought when my phone began to ring.
“Hello,” I said on picking.
“Hello, this is the Chief Receptionist of Hilly Zander guest house. We have a very important personality lodging in our hotel this night and he had gone through the pictures of all the beautiful ladies in our database and picked you as his favourite. Will you be free for the job this night?”
“Yes I will,” I replied.
“How much is he paying?”
“Umm, 450k,” the receptionist replied.
“Wow I’m gonna be free,” I said smiling to myself. 450k was no child’s play and if not for any other thing, atleast I was going to use it to console myself over the disappointment Mr Ofoegbu dished to me…
I was at Hilly Zander guest house by 7pm on the dot.I went straight to the receptionist who wasted no time in identifying me.
“Cindy right?” She asked beaming her professional smile at me.
“Yea Cindy,” I replied. Cindy was my business name. Stella had taught me that business life was different from personal life so we used different names for business.
Just like actors who answered different names on stage, we answered different names in business. Stella’s business name was Kitana just as mine was Cindy. But that’s by the way…
“Room 330,” the receptionist directed pointing down the hall.
“Thanks a lot,” I replied and followed her direction.I got to the room with 330 written on top and knocked.
“Come in,” a deep voice responded.I swung the lock open and went in. The receptionist didn’t make any mistake in her description. The man from his appearance was indeed a very important personality.He wore this big agbada-like clothe that most of our top Hausa politicians liked wearing with a cap to match.He was dark in complexion with a medium sized pot belly. He had tribal marks on both sides of his cheek.
“Hi beautiful, what’s your name?” He asked as soon as I entered.
“Cindy,” I replied smartly.
“I’m Alhaji Senator Jubril Ahmed,” he said looking at me. ” I just arrived few hours ago for a convention.”
“You’re highly welcome to our state sir,” I replied with my business smile playing on my lips.
“You’re such a beautiful lady wahali,” he complimented.
“Thank you sir,” I replied. “I’m here to make you happy sir.”
“Please address me as Jubril dear. Let’s not sound too official,” he suggested.
“Ok sir. Oh sorry Jubril,” I corrected.
“No problem,” he replied.There are personalities you will see and you won’t know when sir starts pouring from your mouth.
Alhaji Senator Jubril Ahmed was one of such personalities.Istarted the evening for him with a strip dance.
The Alhaji went crazy as he watched my waist whine slowly to the rhythm of the song playing on the telly and at the same time slowly took of my clothes.
My top was the first to go revealing my pawpaw shaped b00bs sake for my bra.Then my skirt followed revealing the super hot g-string undie I wore inside.By the time my bra and g-string was gone, Alhaji already had a visible bulge showing on his trousers.Without wasting time, he removed the agbada and trousers and stood completely naked before me…

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