THE RUNS GIRLS

RUNS GIRLS (18+)
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EPISODE 2
.I lay back on the bed feeling terribly devastated.I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t know who to tell and my roommate never really explained this fun thing very well to me.
At the foot of the bed lay a mouth-watering cheque of two hundred and fifty thousand Naira.
Chief obviously must have left it there as payment for my services.Was this what Stella meant by making cool cash while having fun? I had seen Stella as a very rich girl from the firstday I packed into our room as her roommate.My parents weren’t financially buoyant and the much they did was pay my school fees and give me little stipends which they called pocket money.Sometimes giving me the stipend was even a problem.But Stella’s case was different. She was a good example of what a poor fellow like me would describe as rich. She had lots of clothes, lots of handbags, expensive phones and drove one sexy range rover jeep.Our room was well furnished. We had flat screen tv, Dstv, home theatre, air conditioner, very nice and colourful rug which matched our curtain and one very big bed.Stella had bought them all. All I contributed into the room was my box of clothes.
Initially Stella had lied to me that her parents were her sole sponsor in school until I saw the calibre of men she associated with.I had thought that since her parents were rich that probably those men were her family friends but not until one day – I can’t remember the exact date – when I opened up to her about my financial condition.How I was finding it difficult to maintain myself in school and whether she could help me in anyway. She accepted to help me and informed me that there was one business she did at her leisure that yields cash. She said the name of the business was “FUN AND CASH” and that it was very profitable and was all about having fun and making money at the same time. That there was no stress or risk in the business.
She informed me that our first outing would be in 3days and that she would introduce me to the business that day.I never foresaw that my first time would turn out the way it did.I wasn’t a virgin quite alright but to have gotten drugged and raped wasn’t the picture I had in mind for my first time.
As I lay on that bed that fateful morning inside the hotel room after Chief had left, I felt very depressed and worthless but nonetheless, I had made cool two hundred and fifty thousand naira which my parents would never have given me in the next ten decades to come…
When I came back to our room later in the afternoon, Stella wanted to know how everything went but I refused to talk to her. This annoyed her so much and she left me alone.
I lay on the bed ruminating over the events of the past night.After a while I got up, went to my purse and brought out the cheque of two hundred and fifty thousand naira and stared at it one more time.I had to go and cash it as soon as possible to avoid stories that touch.
I dressed up and went to the bank to cash the cheque and when the cash was handed to me, I couldn’t believe I was the one handling such amount.The sight of the money gladdened my heart and erased all the depression I felt.I dropped the money inside my handbag and headed back to my hostel.
I narrated how everything happened to Stella later in the evening when she came back. She smiled after listening to my story and said: ”welcome to the game but don’t allow yourself get drugged next time.” I thanked her for her advice.
The next day I went shopping and bought new clothes for lectures and for business. I also bought samsung galaxy smart phone, new handbag and new makeup kit.
I had learnt that the smart phone helped us in getting clients by snapping lewd pictures and uploading to social media where potential clients could contact us.I submitted pics to different hotels and pleaded with them to contact me incase any guest in their hotel needed company.
The two hundred and fifty thousand naira had increased my interest in the business and therewas no going back.I opened a new bank account and deposited the remainder of the money therein.
Our second semester exams was scheduled to start the next monday and I wasn’t prepared.But that wasn’t going to be a problem – I knew how to go about it…
Oya good night