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We said few more things and hanged up. On Monday morning, I was with Mrs. Shitta as early as six a.m. She would be traveling to England that day.

'Make sure things go on well, Simi,' she said. 'I'm really counting on you that all will be well.'

'No problem, ma,' I reassured. 'All will be well.' Bimpe moved her luggage downstairs to the boot of the car. Gideon was handy to drive while Bimpe would accompany her to the airport. I waved her bye, and wished her a fare well.

By eight that morning, I was in the hotel to start the day's work. About mid-day, I received a customer who came to book the banquet hall.

'I'm celebrating my birthday and I'm inviting friends over,' he said.

'You're welcome.' I went on to give him the costs of the hall.

'We'll be having a buffet,' he added.

'Like how many guests are you expecting?' I asked.

He did some thinking. 'Like fifty guests,' he said.

Fifty guests just to celebrate birthday! I grinned, nodded and told him the costs.

'There's no problem,' he said.

'Give me the s details so that I can make the money transfer.'

I told him.

'You can pay seventy per cent of the money as deposit. Then, you'll pay the balance once you finish using the place. But you'll have to pay the
whole money for the buffet.'

'I'll pay for everything upfront,' he said importantly.

Spoilt son of a wealthy man, I thought.

'What name do I write on the receipt?' I asked.

'Write Tayo.'

I wrote on the receipt.

'You have such a beautiful handwriting,' he commented.

'Thank you.' I handed the receipt to him.

'You've not told me your name,' he said, smiling.

I tried a smile too. 'Simi.'

His smile became expansive. 'It's good to meet a very beautiful one like you.'

'Thank you.' I didn't know what else to say.

As soon as he left, I swung into action. The hall had to be arranged and decorated while the cooking of the meal must begin in earnest.

The party did not start until five, but by then everything was set.

'Come and us at the party,' Tayo came to tell me.

I shook my head. 'I'm sorry I'm at work.'

'Ah, the lady at work,' he said. He seemed to be friendly, but I shouldn't encourage him to step out of bond. He later sent a lady to bring my own
food and drinks.

'Tell him a big thank you on my behalf,' I told the lady.

The birthday party didn't end until ten o'clock. From the arrays of cars that his guests brought, it was undoubted the fact that he was from the
very rich class.

Tayo was in my office again. 'I want to say a big thank you for hosting us,' he said with his grin. From my observations, so far, he was a likeable
fellow. He was neither brash nor overbearing.

'Can I have your number?' he asked politely.

I gave him the number.

'I'll call you. Don't forget the name is Tayo.'

About an hour later, when I was on my way to the residential building, Tayo called.

'Hello, this is Tayo,' he started.

'Hello, Tayo.'

'I hope I'm not disturbing anything.'

I grinned to myself. 'No, you're not.'

'I want to make a request.'

'Hmn, what kind of request?'

'It's a friend request. I want us to be friends.'

I smiled. I wasn't expecting something else.

'Before I say yes or no, I must let you know certain things about me. I have a fiancée already.’

He laughed shortly over the line again. 'I expect that. But it shouldn't stop our friendship, should it?'

I sighed. 'I guess once we draw the lines and we know the boundary, it shouldn't.'

'Good, I'm happy to hear that. I'm happy to be your friend.'

'Okay, Tayo.'

'Yeah. Thanks again and goodnight.'

'Goodnight.'

The following day, about mid-day, I met a young man carrying a medium-sized Ghana-must-go bag in the lobby.

'Good afternoon, madam. Please I've come to see a lady by the name Madam Simi.'


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She studied my face briefly. 'Wait a minute, don't tell me you're waiting for that Ibadan guy to make a come-back.'

Daniel? No way. He was not even on my mind. I chuckled.

'Listen,' Tina said. 'A lady doesn't need to marry who she loves. She should marry the guy who loves her. That is the important thing: the guy
who loves her and can take good care of her.'

I nodded. She had a point there.

'But what if he's a flirt who jumps from one woman to another?' I asked.

'You're not to think so negatively. Believe he is the one and all is well.'

Later in my room, we discussed more about men.

'You've not told me who you want to settle down with and marry,' I said.

She regarded me briefly and smiled.

'About three men are on my waiting list, right now, I've ' not told any of them yes because they don't seem to have enough financial muscle to
satisfy my needs. As soon as I get somebody with Mola's kind of resources, my resounding answer will be yes.'

I sighed. What else could I say?

Tina slept over and only left early the following morning for her place of work. About mid-day, Mola called to inform me again that the driver would be coming to pick me.

But, it was just yesterday that I went to his house. It was obvious he wanted to be making my coming very regular. No problem. I was there
about the time I got there during my first visit to the house. He hugged me like he had not seen me for weeks.

'Hello, baby. Very good to see you.'

'Hello, darling,' I answered.

He kissed me softly on the lips.

'What will you have for dinner?' he asked.

I grinned and shook my head. 'Sorry, nothing.'

'Okay, let's go upstairs then.' He held me by the hand led me to the staircase and to his room upstairs. When we got there, he brought out a big Ghana-must-go bag from his wardrobe and opened it. It was filled with different lace, guinea brocade and ankara fabrics - all in bundles.

'When we marry,' he said. 'You'll not be wearing only English wears alone. You'll also be wearing things like these. They're for you.'

'Oh, how magnanimous of you,' I gushed and went on to give him a bear hug.

'Are you ready to give me your answer now?' he asked some minutes later.

I smiled. He had put me in a tight corner, hadn't he?

'Okay,' I said. 'My answer is yes.'

'That's my lady,' he enthused, hugged me and briefly held my waist to lift me up. He genuinely looked pleased with my answer.

'Now, let me UnCloth my love and make ionate love to her.'

I obliged him all he wanted. The following day was Saturday. I didn't have to wake up at five in the morning to start preparing for office. We were
still in bed till six-thirty. He woke me up with kisses.

'Morning, darling,' I greeted.

'Good morning, sweet heart,' he replied.

I went to the bathroom to have a good bath.

'The driver will take you back,' he said as I was creaming my body. 'And please, don't forget to take your bag of clothes along.'

I smiled. 'Yes, love.' Of course, I would not forget the bag. How could I?

I kissed him good bye. He had to call Manu to carry the bag to the boot of the car. When we got to Berger, I asked Manu not to park in front of
the hotel but take the side drive to my residence. He helped in bringing the bag to my room.

I quickly fished out a thousand naira note from my purse.

'Here, have this.'

'Ah, thank you, madam,' he answered and drove off. I had not time yet to examine the clothes one after the other. I would do that another time.

Quickly, I changed my dress and locked my room. Mola's car gift, now my car, remained at the spot where I had parked it in the residential
compound. I was not in a hurry to be cruising in it. I was not always crazy about cars. Even in Ibadan, mummy said I should be using one of the three cars left behind by daddy. Specifically,
she said I should take the Honda Accord. Believe me, Deola used that car more than I did.

I sighed and went to the hotel. It was another busy weekend. Tina did not come around, as she had said she would be with one of her lovers.
We however spoke at length on the telephone.

'Hey, take it easy o,' I said.

'I can take care of myself,' she answered. I went on to tell her I had agreed to Mola's proposition.

'Ah, that's good,' she replied. 'And in case you get a better proposition, then you go for the better option.'

'What? I can't do that!'

She laughed over the line. 'Why not? Make the best from men, Simi, dear. That's what a beautiful lady like you should do.'

I shook my head. 'Except Mola changes his mind, I can't just accept marriage proposition from any other man again.'

'Na him be say Mola's love don dey shark you. Na wa o.'

'I'll like to be faithful to a cause,' I explained.

There was another short laugh from her. 'Okay o, madam faithfulness. Congrats, all the same. Mola is a big catch.'

We said few more things and hanged up. On Monday morning, I was with Mrs. Shitta as early as six a.m. She would be traveling to England that
day.

'Make sure things go on well, Simi,' she said. 'I'm really counting on you that all will be well.'

'No problem, ma,' I reassured. 'All will be well.' Bimpe moved her luggage downstairs to the boot of the car. Gideon was handy to drive while Bimpe
would accompany her to the airport. I waved her bye, and wished her a farewell.


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He opened his eyes wide and stared at me. 'What?'

'You called me Nike some seconds ago. Who's she to you?'

'I did? Sorry about that. That was the name of my deceased wife.'

I stared at him briefly, the anger oozing out of me.

He sat up on the bed.

My dressing was complete and I was set to go.

‘Sorry, you have to go by cab,’ he said. ‘I didn’t to tell the driver to come around early.’

I grinned. ‘Oh, that’s okay.’

He opened his wardrobe and brought a wallet out. The wallet was already unzipped and I could see wads of currency notes inside. He placed it
on the stool by the bedside.

‘Take the amount that you need,’ he said, leaving the bedroom for the attached toilet.

That was like being given a blank cheque. Ah, Mola was tempting me o. But then, I decided I would not be greedy, so I removed only five
thousand naira from the lot. He soon came back from the toilet. He accompanied me downstairs.

'Moyo!' he called out.

'Sir!' an answer came from one of the rooms.

The girl that opened the main door for me yesterday soon came out.

'Good morning, sir.'

'Good morning, Moyo. You're to accompany aunty to the bus stop where she could take a cab.'

'Yes, sir.'

He waved bye to me. The bus stop was just a few minutes' walk from his residence. I thanked Moyo as I flagged down a cab and mentioned
where I was going. We briefly haggled over how much to pay and finally agreed on something reasonable. Right there in the cab, I thought over
Mola's marriage proposition. According to him, he was forty-four. That meant there was seventeen years' difference between us. Seventeen
years!

I wondered if I should say yes to him. I knew comfort was guaranteed, but marriage was more than that. I would prefer a younger, much younger, man.

By eight, I had entered my office and was settling down. His call came.

'Hello, darling, hope you got there safely.'

'Yes, I did. Thanks for your concern.'

'You will always be my concern now.'

I grinned. 'Thanks,' I repeated.'

Later that evening, Tina was around. She had said I should be visiting her in her place, but because of my busy schedule, I could not be going
there.

'Tina, dear, how're you?' I greeted.

She smiled. 'I feel good. You know what, sweetie? You're looking more and more gorgeous everyday.'

'Thank you. You are looking good too.'

I could not even wait till we got to my room before I started giving her the latest gist.

'Mola has proposed marriage to me,' I said.

Tina was wide-eyed in surprise. 'Really?'

'Yes, he told me last night.'

Tina became exuberant. 'Well, congratulations! When is the wedding?'

'Hey, not so fast,' I cautioned. 'I'm yet to say yes to him.'

Again, she looked surprised. 'What are you waiting for? Tell him yes.'

'But he's about seventeen years older,' I pointed out.

'So what? Are men not supposed to be older than their wives?'

'But, I'm yet to learn so much about him. How could I be sure that we're compatible and we're made for each other?'

'Of course, you're made for each other. You've been going out for several weeks together, now. If you were not compatible, the relationship
would have ended long before now.'

She studied my face briefly. 'Wait a minute, don't tell me you're waiting for that Ibadan guy to make a come-back.'

Daniel? No way. He was not even on my mind. I chuckled.

'Listen,' Tina said. 'A lady doesn't need to marry who she loves. She should marry the guy who loves her. That is the important thing: the guy
who loves her and can take good care of her.'

I nodded. She had a point there.

'But what if he's a flirt who jumps from one woman to another?' I asked.


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He eyed me with interest as I wore my skimpy and sexy night wear.

'I know you must have missed me terribly and you're gearing for the real action,' I teased him.

'I missed you,' he agreed, ‘but I’m not angling for any action.'

'Really?' I wriggled my waist and seductively shook my breasts. 'Are you sure about that?'

'I'm sure,' he asserted. 'I didn't bring you for sex, Simi.'

I stopped to stare at him. 'Really? So, what did you bring me for?'

He looked solemnly at me. 'Simi, I have seen in you great qualities. You are indeed an embodiment of beauty and brain. Will you marry me?'

I froze. There would have been complete silence for several seconds, except for the noise from the split air-conditioning system.

I finally recovered from the shock. 'No, no, no, Mola. Tell me this is a joke.'

He chuckled. 'No, it's not. I really want to marry you, Simi.'

'No, you can't be serious. You're joking.'

'I'm forty-four years old, my dear. Why would I be joking on this kind of thing?'

I looked away from him, not knowing what else to say.

He was staring at me. 'I know you'll be a good companion and wife. I have no doubt about that.'

I still wanted to put on an air of indifference, but my mind cautioned me. Come on, don't be such a wet blanket, my mind said. No man had ever
expressed so much zeal about future companionship like this before, not even Daniel with all his gra gra.

I suddenly smiled. 'First and foremost, let me appreciate you for deeming me worthy of being a life partner. But this is a very serious matter. It's
a life-long thing. Give me some time to think over it.'

He smiled. 'I understand you perfectly and completely agree with you.'

'Alright, let's go to bed, darling. I've got to wake up early tomorrow morning.'

I climbed on the bed and snuggled up to him. He used his right hand to wrap my shoulders and to hold me so lovingly. I rubbed his chest and was
surprised he made no further move.

'Well, aren't you going to swing into action?' I asked him.

A big smile played on his face. 'I'm not going to touch you until I hear your answer.'

That answer was another big surprise. 'Really? Are you sure about that?'

He smiled kindly. 'Of course. Right now, I'm happy to have you in my arms. I'm happy to have your companionship.'

I grinned to myself. It was good to hear that. It was good to know that the essence of my coming was just to keep him company.

We soon slept off. I woke up on time to start preparing for work. He was still lazing on the bed when I was through with my dressing. I tapped
him on the shoulder.

'Good morning, darling.'

'Good morning, Nike,' he answered.

I was instantly on the offensive.

'Who's Nike?'

He opened his eyes wide and stared at me. 'What?'

'You called me Nike some seconds ago. Who's she to you?'

'I did? Sorry about that. That was the name of my deceased wife.'

I stared at him briefly, the anger oozing out of me.


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That meant he would have to wait for long. I asked him to wait at the lobby. I however ensured that he was served a pack of food and bottle water. Few minutes to nine, I was ready to go. I had my things ready in my bag as I went to meet Manu in the lobby.

‘Alright, let’s go,’ I said. After I had settled in the car, I asked the driver where Mola lived.

‘Ago palace way, Okota,’ he said.

It was quite a trip to move from Berger to Okota, but for a man like Mola, I would do it. It was few minutes to ten when the car stopped at the gate of his beautiful duplex, off Ago palace Way. Manu honked the horn and waited. A young man, obviously the security guy, came to briefly
gaze at the car. He went back inside the compound and soon threw the giant gates open. The car was driven inside.

Manu preceded me out of it to the main building. A girl with a shy smile welcomed me to the main living-room. There was a small welcome party waiting for me. As soon as I stepped inside the large, exquisitely furnished sitting-room, Mola and two kids - I guessed they were his offspring - stood up to give a welcome.

'You're welcome,' Mola said. 'And we - Kola and Maryam - are delighted to welcome you.'

I was awed. 'Good evening, sir,' I greeted. 'How are you Kola and Maryam?'

'Fine,' they answered. I briefly studied the children. Kola, the boy, should be about twelve years old while his sister should be about ten. They
looked well-groomed and lovely. I should hands with Kola while I hugged Maryam.

'That is Aunty Simi,' Mola said further. 'I asked them to wait until you come.' He said it as if he was referring to the Princess of Wales. I was
bemused by the whole scene.

'Okay, children,' Mola said. 'You can go to bed now.'

'Good night, Aunty Simi,’ they said one after the other.

'Good night, children.'

I turned to face him the moment the children were out of sight. 'What was that?'

He smiled. 'It's our way of welcoming you to the house.'

I grinned. I suspected there was more to this, but I would play along.

'Do you want anything for dinner?' he asked.

I shook my head. 'Oh, no, I've eaten.'

'Let me take you to my bedroom, then.'

I picked up my handbag and followed him to the bedroom. It was a very large and comfortable room with king-size bed. He was already in
pajamas, so I was the one to change clothes.

He eyed me with interest as I wore my skimpy and sexy night wear.

'I know you must have missed me terribly and you're gearing for the real action,' I teased him.

'I missed you,' he agreed, ‘but I’m not angling for any action.'

'Really?' I wriggled my waist and seductively shook my breasts. 'Are you sure about that?'

'I'm sure,' he asserted. 'I didn't bring you for sex, Simi.'

I stopped to stare at him. 'Really? So, what did you bring me for?'


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The following day went smoothly. About seven p.m., Andy came to my office again.

‘Hello, Simi, darling. Will you be able to make it tonight?’

I decided I had to tell him some home truths. ‘No. Not tonight, not forever.’

He seemed not to be so surprised by my declaration. Rather, he appeared to muse over it.

‘Is that your final decision?’

‘Yes.’

He appeared to muse briefly again. He suddenly shook his head and smiled. ‘This is wonderful. I never knew there’re still ladies like you in Nigeria.
You deserve the money I’ve given you for your faithfulness. That hubby of yours is damn so lucky.’

I grinned at him in return. ‘Thanks for your compliments,’ I muttered.

He nodded at me and left my office. From that moment till he checked out of the hotel the following morning, he didn’t disturb me again. Hmn!
Mola returned to Lagos many hours after Andy left Comely Hotel.

‘I’m back,’ he said, like somebody making declaration of triumphant entry.

‘You’re welcome, great one,’ I said, trying to match his tone. He laughed over the line.

‘But really, Simi, I missed you so much,’ he said.

I laughed too. Who didn’t like to be missed? ‘I miss you too,’ I cooed.

‘So, tonight, I’ll send the driver to come and convey you.’

‘That will be no problem,’ I said.

‘There’s one thing.’

‘What’s that?’

There was a few seconds pause.

‘The driver will not take you to that hotel. He will bring you straight to my house.’

I caught my breath. ‘What?’

‘Yes. I want you to know my home.’

‘But… but, what about your wife?’

He laughed over the line briefly again. ‘There’s nothing like wife.’ His tone became sober. ‘I lost my wife in a car crash early last year.’

‘Oh.’ I was surprised to hear that. ‘Sorry about that.’

‘It’s okay. Thanks.’

There was another brief pause. ‘So, see you, dear,’ he said.

‘Alright.’

I sighed as the call was terminated. So, Mola had no wife. Was that why he sought consolation in the hands of somebody like me? Gosh!

I went back to work and busied myself. By seven p.m., Manu, his driver had come.

‘You’re early,’ I pointed out. ‘I may not be ready till nine o’clock.’

Manu grinned. ‘He said I should wait till you’re ready.’

That meant he would have to wait for long. I asked him to wait at the lobby. I however ensured that he was served a pack of food and bottle
water. Few minutes to nine, I was ready to go. I had my things ready in my bag as I went to meet Manu in the lobby.

‘Alright, let’s go,’ I said. After I had settled in the car, I asked the driver where Mola lived.

‘Ago palace way, Okota,’ he said.


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‘I’m sorry my husband is expecting me at home, now.’

His face dropped. He looked shocked. ‘You … you’re married?’

‘About to. But he is as good being regarded as my husband. He’s been calling, waiting for me.’

He became indignant. ‘But you didn’t tell me you were engaged to a man!’ he accused.

‘But you didn’t ask,’ I answered crisply. I arranged the table and picked up my handbag.

I looked at him and smiled. ‘Thank you, Andy, but I’ve got to go now. We’ll see tomorrow.’

My last sentence must have given him some hope. He grinned.

‘Alright. Tomorrow, then.’

I paused to make him precede me out of the office, locked the office, waved at him and briskly moved towards the lobby. I knew he would eye
me the way a cat would eye an escaped beef. He gave the impression that he was an ‘American returnee,’ but see what an ordinary Lagos babe
had shown him. If those dollars were real, they would certainly be useful for something.

When I got home, I mentally calculated how much Andy’s money would fetch me in naira. On another thought, I believed I wasn’t really entitled
to the money. However, when I ed Andy saying it had nothing to do with trying to seduce me (which of course was not true), I felt
quite justified.

My phone rang. It was Mola that was on the line.

‘You didn’t call me,’ he began.

‘Ah, I’m sorry,’ I replied. ‘How’re you and how was your trip to Warri?’

‘Fine. I miss you. Don’t you miss me?’

‘I do miss you, my darling,’ I said. The statement was far from the truth, but it was the best I could say.

‘I’ll soon be back in Lagos. Then, we’ll have good time together again.’

‘I earnestly look forward to that,’ I said.

We said some words of endearments to each before he finally hanged up.

The following day went smoothly. About seven p.m., Andy came to my office again.

‘Hello, Simi, darling. Will you be able to make it tonight?’

I decided I had to tell him some home truths. ‘No. Not tonight, not forever.’

He seemed not to be so surprised by my declaration. Rather, he appeared to muse over it.

‘Is that your final decision?’


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He smiled. ‘Let me first appreciate the beauty in you,’ he said, smiling and bringing his purse from his right hip pocket. ‘A beautiful one like you deserves good things.’ He removes some dollar bills from the purse. ‘Here, have this. Just buy something with it.’ He dropped the bills on my desk.

‘You better take your money,’ I said. ‘I’ve told you I’m not interested.’

‘No, no. The money is not to buy or secure your interest. The money is just to appreciate the beauty in you.’

Again, I was bemused. The guy was a character.

‘Concerning, the interest I expressed, I’ll give you time to consider it,’ he continued. He smiled widely, stood up, winked at me and left the office.

It was like I had watched a drama. There was nothing one would not see in this Lagos. My eyes went to the bills he dropped on my desk. Slowly,

I picked them and stared at them. They were in ten dollar bill denominations. I counted them. One hundred dollars. That was the money Andy or
whatever was his name hoped he would use to seduce me.

The money was tempting. With that money, a lady could buy good clothes, hand bags and shoes. There were also many lady’s accessories that
could be bought. I imagined what Tina would do in a situation like this. Go for it, girl, she would likely say. Explore the best. That’s what smart ladies would do with guys.

My hands felt the dollars. What if the money was not genuine? What if the bills were counterfeit? I suddenly shrugged. Counterfeit or not, my mind said no to his advances. There was something about my mind. Whenever it was vehement about a matter, it usually turned out that the mind was right.

About ten in the night, I was preparing to call it a day and retire to my residence when Andy came to my office again.

‘Hello, dear,’ he greeted.

Who was his ‘dear’? When did that one start?

‘Hello,’ I managed to say.

‘So, are you coming over to my suite tonight? Are you going to allow me to treat you nicely as you deserve?’

I felt like telling him to go to hell, but refrained from doing so. No, he was our customer, and I must treat him courteously. Besides, he gave me
some dollars (fake or not) not long ago.

‘I’m sorry my husband is expecting me at home, now.’

His face dropped. He looked shocked. ‘You … you’re married?’

‘About to. But he is as good being regarded as my husband. He’s been calling, waiting for me.’

He became indignant. ‘But you didn’t tell me you were engaged to a man!’ he accused.

‘But you didn’t ask,’ I answered crisply.


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It was as if the day was a ‘toasting’ day. Some hours later, a guy that had an affected American tone came to lodge in.

‘I need the best of your rooms,’ he said, grinning at me.

I told him about the suite and the cost per night.

‘That is it. That’s what I’ll take. How much is that in dollars?’

I shook my head. ‘Sorry, we only accept naira. If you’re short of cash, you can pay through POS or do money transfer.’

He went through his bag and purse. ‘Ah, I have enough cash at least to pay for a night. I must change some dollars to naira soonest.’

He was obviously trying to impress me, but he was making a mistake.

‘Sorry, what’s the name?’ he asked.

‘Simi.’

‘Wow! That’s the most beautiful name I’ve ever heard. The name is as beautiful as you are.’

I managed to grin, but within me, I hated his smugness.

‘Alright, Simi, be seeing you later. My name is Andy.’ He extended his hands for a handshake.

I asked the receptionist to take him up to his suite, wondering what kind of character he was. After a while, he was back in my office.

‘I’ve got a problem,’ he said.

I looked at him curiously. ‘What kind of problem?’

He smiled. ‘You didn’t even offer me a seat.’

I grinned. ‘Sorry about that. Sit down, please.’

He sat himself like somebody very important.

‘So, what’s the problem?’ I asked.

‘I can’t get you off my mind,’ he said.

I stared at him, my brow creasing into a frown.

‘See, Simi, you’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen, and that’s the fact. Since I set my eyes on you several minutes ago, I couldn’t get you
out of my thinking. God knows I’ve never felt like that before.’

Wonderful! He must think I was naïve to believe him.

‘Your feeling is most unnatural,’ I said.

‘Yeah, courtesy of your bewitching aura.’

‘Well, I’m sorry, there’s nothing I can do to help you,’ I said.

‘But, there’s something you can do,’ he quickly said. ‘Let’s get intimate. That will relieve the burden on my mind.’

‘How do you mean?’

He looked at me strangely. ‘Don’t tell me you don’t get it. Let’s be lovers.’

I was bemused. If this guy thought I would jump at him and his offer, then he was making the mistake of his life.

‘I’m not interested,’ I blurted out.

He smiled. ‘Let me first appreciate the beauty in you,’ he said, smiling and bringing his purse from his right hip pocket. ‘A beautiful one like you
deserves good things.’ He removes some dollar bills from the purse. ‘Here, have this. Just buy something with it.’ He dropped the bills on my desk.


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I left her office and moved my things to the office formerly used by Tina. I thought over madam’s imminent travel. That would mean some freedom for me to operate without inhibitions for weeks. Wow!

Two days later, I got a visitor about noon. It was the man that had booked the conference hall for a seminar. I welcomed him warmly to my
office.

‘You want to book for another seminar?’ I prodded.

He smiled. ‘No. I’ve actually come to see you on a personal matter.’

I pointed at a seat for him to sit, wondering what could be the personal matter.

‘I’m all ears,’ I said.

‘Yes.’ Unconsciously, he adjusted his black jacket. ‘I’ve come to see you to bare my feelings. I’ve been impressed by your carriage and conduct. I’m impressed by the ways you get things done. I’m really impressed, but it goes beyond just being impressed. I want us to develop a
relationship. I want us to be intimate.’

I looked at the fellow and felt like laughing. Honestly, what he was saying sounded so funny to me. But I didn’t laugh. Rather, I looked at him with
empathy and tried to smile.

‘I like it when a lady exudes confidence. I like it when her carriage diffuses brilliance and beauty. Let’s be good friends, Miss Simi.’

I knew he was giving me a lot of flattery, but I felt glowing all the same.

‘Thank you for your interest,’ I replied. ‘First and foremost, let me ask: are you not married?’

He grinned. ‘In truthfulness, yes. But the marriage is complicated.’

I raised an eyebrow. ‘How, if I may ask?’

He shrugged. ‘Well, it’s a long story. All I can tell you for now is that it is not the best of relationship a man can have with his spouse.’

I nodded. I wasn’t surprised to hear that. Not all men could have the kind of patience, understanding and maturity my father had in handling the sometimes troublesome wife, Bimbola.

I studied my ‘toaster’ briefly. He should be in his late thirties. That meant his marriage was most likely young. Why could he not put a little bit effort in it and make it work?

I shook my head. ‘I’m sorry, I’m already in a serious relationship,’ I said. It was a lie, but I felt it was a good one.

‘You can’t give me a chance?’ he asked, like somebody asking if he could get on a crowded bus.

I shook my head again. ‘I’m sorry, no.’

He stood up and grinned sheepishly. ‘Well, I’ll still stand by, Simi, in case you change your mind.’

I knew I would never change my mind, but I didn’t say so.

It was as if the day was ‘toasting’ day. Some hours later, a guy that had an affected American tone came to lodge in.

‘I need the best of your rooms,’ he said, grinning at me.

I told him about the suite and the cost per night.

‘That is it. That’s what I’ll take. How much is that in dollars?’

I shook my head. ‘Sorry, we only accept naira. If you’re short of cash, you can pay through POS or do money transfer.’


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I was all curious. ‘What mistake was that, ma?’

‘I shouldn’t have said I would observe you for some time before you were confirmed as the substantive Manager. Now, I know that you really merit to manage this place. That means from the end of the next month, you’ll be earning what she was earning.’

‘Ah, thank you, ma,’ I said. ‘Thank you for the confidence you have in me.’

‘Keep up the good work, Simi. You’re true daughter of Bimbola. She always does things with dedication. She told me your father was like that.’

I smiled wanly. ‘Thank you, ma. I was actually coming to see you for something.’

‘What’s that?’

‘There’s a Toyota Corolla in the car park. It’s a gift from a friend to me.’

‘Really?’ Her surprise was total. ‘You mean you already have a friend in this Lagos that could be so generous?’

I smiled and nodded. ‘Well, I must say that I too was surprised he was that very generous.’

She suddenly smiled warmly. ‘Well, I told you, didn’t I? I told you that the guys in Lagos are much smarter. So, what are the two of you waiting for? When are you doing the wedding?’

I nearly burst out in laughter. Wedding?

‘Er, well, we’re still watching to see how things work out,’ I said.

‘Nothing to watch again,’ she said sharply. ‘That’s your man, Simi. That’s your husband.’

Again, I felt like laughing. If only Mrs. Shitta would understand.

‘Well, thank you, ma,’ I said and stood up. ‘Thank you very much.’

Towards evening, I decided to call Tina and let her know about Mola’s gift. After all, she was the one that first connected me to him.

‘Mola bought me a Toyota Corolla,’ I informed.

‘Wow! You don’t mean it!’

‘I mean it,’ I said. ‘Right now, the car is at the parking space of Comely Hotel.’

‘Wonderful. Simi, baby, you are the one!’

I giggled. ‘The car is for us, Tina.’

‘Oh, baby. You’re so good. I wish we live in the U.S.A. I will marry you. Honestly, I need somebody with a golden heart like you.’

‘Well, sorry, Tina, we don’t live in America.’

‘Ah, yes. Quite unfortunate. Anyway, I’ll be coming over tonight, dear. Then, we’ll ‘wash’ your new car.’

‘Okay. You will highly be welcomed.’

She came in about eight p.m., and we left for me place together. I already had a bottle of champagne and some laps of fried chicken in my bag.
We popped the champagne and took the chicken. It was one great moment of friendship and companionship. Tina slept overnight but had to
wake up by five to prepare for work.

‘One of the disadvantages of this new job,’ Tina said, ‘is that I have to wake up early and prepare for work. I have to do that if I must get to the
Ikoyi office on time.’

I nodded. ‘But, then, you’re compensated for it.’

She nodded. ‘Yeah. I guess I should stop complaining.’

She soon left for her place of work. I remained in bed till six-thirty before I got up to brush my teeth and take my bath. Later that morning, a firm
that booked our conference center for a seminar started a three-day seminar in the hotel. During their lunch break, the head of the consortium
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Unlike me, he had no fixed time to go or get to work.

‘I’ll not be paying you anytime we meet like this again,’ he said.

I was surprised. Did that mean I had offered free service?

‘What do you mean?’ I asked.

‘What I mean is I don’t like the pattern. It means I’m paying for sex.’

I kept quiet, wondering what exactly he had in mind.

‘For, example, I’m not going to pay you anything this morning.’

I raised an eyebrow. ‘Really?’

‘Yes.’ He suddenly smiled. ‘But from time to time, even if you don’t expect it, you’ll be compensated and taken care of.’

I still kept quiet. He smiled. He stood up from the bed and opened his business case by the bed-side. From there, he brought a car key out.

‘There’s a car at the parking space downstairs. It’s a metallic Toyota Corolla. It’s yours.’

‘What!’ I was too surprised to say more.

He brought a big, brown envelope. ‘Here, all the car documents are here. By the way, can you drive?’

Yes, I could drive, but only a bit. Besides, driving in Ibadan was very different from driving in Lagos. ‘Only a bit,’ I answered.

He nodded. ‘I’ll give you money for cab when you’re leaving, but Manu will bring the car to you. He’ll do that this morning.’

I was joyous. I didn’t know when I threw my hands round his neck and kissed him.

‘Oh, thank you so much,’ I gushed. ‘Thank you for your generosity.’

That was the payment I got that morning. It was a payment that probably covered many days of ‘service’, but then, I knew he was not exactly
paying for any service. He was just trying to be good. He brought out a wad of money and counted out twenty thousand naira.

‘Take,’ he said.

I expressed surprise as I took the money. ‘All this to pay for a cab?’

He smiled easily. ‘No. Use the rest to fuel the car.’

That was another wonderful thing from him. I gave him another hug.

I was happy when I returned to Berger. Mola was indeed making me to be a ‘big babe.’ Then, something struck my mind. How would I explain the
car to Mrs. Shitta? I shrugged. I would tell her it was a gift from … A gift from whom? My man friend? My boy friend?

Again I shrugged. I was not a kid, for God’s sake!

I got to the hotel and resumed duty without delay. By mid-day, Manu brought the car and came to hand over the envelope containing the
particulars and other documents.

But there was another little surprise.

‘Inside the boot of the car is a twenty-five liter keg containing petrol,’ Manu said.

Now, that was very generous of Mola, having given me the money for fuel already. I followed Manu to the car park to inspect the car. It was
brand new. Mola had done very well.

I gave Manu two thousand naira notes.

‘Use this to transport yourself back,’ I said.

He too was surprised. Well, I guessed it was a day of many surprises. Indeed, it was. After Manu had gone, I went to see Mrs. Shitta in her
office. I certainly had some things to let her know.

‘Good afternoon, ma,’ I greeted.

‘Ah, good afternoon, Simi. I was about to send for you. Sit down.’

I took a seat. ‘Thank you, ma.’

‘I’ve been observing you since morning,’ she said. ‘I realized that I made a mistake.’

I was all curious. ‘What mistake was that, ma?’

‘I shouldn’t have said I would observe you for some time before you were confirmed as the substantive Manager. Now, I know that you really
merit to manage this place. That means from the end of the next month, you’ll be earning what she was earning.’

‘Ah, thank you, ma,’ I said. ‘Thank you for the confidence you have in me.’

‘Keep up the good work, Simi. You’re true daughter of Bimbola. She always does things with dedication. She told me your father was like that.’

I smiled wanly. ‘Thank you, ma. I was actually coming to see you for something.’

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On Monday morning, the reality hit me that Tina would not be coming to work for Comely Hotel again. She had gone to resume as P.A to Damola Koku, the CEO of Coccus Oil and Gas. I wished her the best. I had no qualms that I declined taking up the appointment. My earnings in Comely were not bad and if I planned well with my income, I would continue to live comfortably.

She called me about mid-day. ‘Hello, baby girl.’

‘Hello, Tina. How’re you?’

‘Cool. I’ve started the work as P.A to Mola.’

‘Yeah. How’s the work?’

‘Cool. I’m sure I’m going to enjoy it.’

She sounded excited and, again, I wished her the best.

That evening, Mola called me. ‘Let’s meet in that hotel suite,’ he said.

‘Okay,’ I answered. ‘But I may come a bit late. Now that Tina has left, I have more work to do.’

He was silent for some seconds. ‘Like what time will you be leaving the place?’ he asked.

‘Maybe by nine in the evening,’ I replied.

Again he was silent briefly. ‘I’ll send a driver to come and pick you,’ he said. ‘His name is Manu. That will save you the stress of coming here late
in the night.’

‘Oh, you’re such a darling,’ I said.

Few minutes to nine, the reception lady called to inform me that a man by the name Manu was waiting to see me.

‘Let him wait,’ I said. I tidied up some things and got ready. The ride to Ikoyi was smooth. I sat at the rear right seat of the Prado jeep. I must
say I was impressed by the presidential treatment Mola was giving me. I honestly wished more of such would come.

It was few minutes past ten when I stepped inside Mola’s suite. From the way he smiled expansively, he was glad to see me.

‘What will you like to eat, dear?’ he asked.

I had eaten about seven p.m., so I wasn’t hungry.

‘I’m okay. I ate just some hours ago.’

‘What about chicken? Will you like to take just fried chicken?’

Gosh, this man was trying to be nice. I smiled. I didn’t really want anything, but maybe taking some chicken was not a bad idea.

‘Okay,’ I said, the smile still on my face.

She placed me on his laps.

‘How’s my friend doing at work?’ I asked.

‘Not bad, so far. But I wish you were my P.A.’

Wonderful, I thought. I must have got a wonderful aura.

‘Tina is good,’ I pointed out. ‘She’s hard-working and dedicated.’

He grunted. I wondered why he was particular about me being his P.A. There was a soft rapping on the door. I went to open it. The room service
had come with his order. The food was brought in a large tray. Mola asked that the tray be put on he center, glass table and tipped the guy.

‘Thank you, sir,’ the beneficiary said and left.

We ate in silence. I had to force myself to have the appetite and to munch the chicken.

After the meal, he allowed some minutes of rest before the ionate action began. In what was becoming a normal trend, he did it only once
and collapsed on the bed.

The following morning, I woke up at five to start preparing for work. I was dres when he opened his eyes.

‘Hello, love,’ he greeted.

‘Good morning, darling’, I answered.

Unlike me, he had no fixed time to go or get to work.

‘I’ll not be paying you anytime we meet like this again,’ he said.

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Tina called him and he asked her to come for the test and interview the following day by ten in the morning.

‘I’ll go there straight from my house,’ Tina told me. ‘You will have to cover up for me. Tell madam I went to the bank.’

‘No problem.’

She did as she said. It was almost 1.30 p.m., when she came to work. Thankfully, since I was up and doing, madam did not notice her long
absence.

‘How did it go?’ I asked.

She nodded. ‘All went well. I did the written and verbal tests and came out in flying colors. He says he will get back to me within twenty hours.’

I looked surprised. ‘Get back to? Why can’t he employ you immediately?’

Tina smiled wryly. ‘I wonder o.’

The following morning, Tina got a call from Mola and gave her the message she had been yearning to hear.

‘He has said I can come around to pick my letter of employment. I’m to start the work next Monday.’

‘Ah, congratulations.’ I hugged her.

Then, it suddenly dawned on me that she would be leaving me at Comely Hotel. ‘Wait a minute, Tina. Are you really going to leave me alone,
here?’

She hugged me again. ‘Don’t you worry, baby. We’ll arrange for how we’ll be meeting. Tina will never abandon you, Simi darling.’

I was very much comforted by those words.

About four p.m., Mrs. Shitta called me to her office.

‘Tina said she has got another job, and she would be leaving by Sunday,’ she said.

I nodded. ‘She told me so.’

She sighed. ‘She has been doing well since we started this business,’ she continued. ‘There’s no doubt she’s an asset to us and we’re going to
miss her. Well, such is life. There’s no way I could stop a young woman from progressing in life.’

I nodded but wondered if she would say the same thing if I were to be the one that had given my notice of reg.

‘You’re going to be the acting Business Manager. If you handle the position well, I will only employ someone to assist you. Otherwise, I will get
another Manager. But, I trust you. I trust that you will do well.’

I beamed in smile. ‘Thank you, ma.’

Later that evening, late in the night, Tina and I were in my room. As soon as we entered the place, she was all over me, kissing and caressing.
Several minutes later, we snuggled to each other in bed, gladdened that we had satisfied our desire.

‘I can’t leave you,’ she said. ‘The fact that I’m changing job does not mean end to our relationship. We’ve got to be seeing, and you have to be the one to be coming to my house.’

Her house was not far away. With a bike, I could get there within five minutes.

‘That will be no problem,’ I answered.

‘And of course, I’ll be coming here too - once in a while.’

On Monday morning, the reality hit me that Tina would not be coming to work for Comely Hotel again. She had gone to resume as P.A to Damola
Koku, the CEO of Coccus Oil and Gas. I wished her the best. I had no qualms that I declined taking up the appointment. My earnings in Comely
were not bad and if I planned well with my income, I would continue to live comfortably.

She called me about mid-day. ‘Hello, baby girl.’

‘Hello, Tina. How’re you?’

‘Cool. I’ve started the work as P.A to Mola.’

‘Yeah. How’s the work?’

‘Cool. I’m sure I’m going to enjoy it.’

She sounded excited and, again, I wished her the best.


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I nearly said I would, but when I imagined what the countenance of Bimbola Akorede would be, and how disappointed Maria Shitta would look, I withheld my assent.

‘Give me a little bit of more time,’ I said, wishing I could take it up. The money was tempting, but sometimes, other exigent matters override pecuniary gains.

‘The job will wait for you,’ he said. ‘I know you’ll still take it up.’

Later, I told Tina about the man’s persistence.

‘You’re very lucky, aren’t you? Many ladies will be praying to be in your shoes.’

I nodded. ‘Yes, but the fact remains that I can’t take it. I think I’m the one wasting time over this matter. All I have to do is tell him straight forward that while I appreciate his kind gesture, I can’t take it.’

‘Wait a minute,’ Tina said. ‘What if I tell him that I’m willing to take it up?’

I stared at her in surprise. ‘Are you sure about what you’re saying?’

‘Of course.’ She smiled. ‘Since the offer is better than what I have now, I don’t mind. What do you say to that?’

I thought briefly. ‘But you’re just about four months on this job. You mean you’ll just leave it like that?’

‘Why not? Mola owns an oil marketing firm. He is swimming in money. Why should one not be willing to be part of that affluence? Tell him, that
you cannot take up his offer, but that I, Tina, am ready.’

I suddenly shrugged. ‘Okay. I’ll tell him.’

Later in my office, I put a call to Damola Koku.

‘Good afternoon, Mola. I hope all is going very well.’

‘All is well. There’s no problem, my dear.’

‘I called you in respect of that P.A offer.’

‘Good. When’re you starting?’

‘No, I’m not the one taking it. It’s my good friend, Tina that is humbly willing to accept the offer.’

There was a long pause and I wondered if the line had disconnected.

‘Hello? Are you still there?’ I asked.

‘Yes, I’m here. How could you tell that Tina will be a good P.A?’

‘I think she will. First, she’s my boss here, and she’s doing very well. Two, she’s good in coordinating and organizing things. In simple expressions,
she combines beauty with brain.’

There was another long pause. ‘Are you sure you don’t want to take the job? If you want me to increase the pay, I will do so, right now.
Besides, there are many other perks that you will enjoy. I will ensure you get the best that is obtainable in the industry.’

‘See, sir, (yes, I used ‘sir’ that very moment) the main obstacle is the fact that my present employer is a good friend of my mother and is like a
mother to me. She was the one that brought me to Lagos, from my Ibadan base. I can’t just leave her and the job within few months of working
for her.’

There was a short silence. ‘Alright. I understand, now. It’s okay. But for Tina, I will have to give her written and verbal test before I can be
convinced that she’ll be suitable for the job.’

I smiled. ‘Okay, oga Mola, I’ll tell her.’

‘When are we seeing again?’

‘Tell me when you want to see me.’

There was a brief silence. ‘I’ll call you tomorrow to let you know.’

‘Okay, love.’

I told Tina about what he said.

‘If he wants me to write a test, no problem. I will call him to know when I can go to his office.’

Tina called him and he asked her to come for the test and interview the following day by ten in the morning.

‘I’ll go there straight from my house,’ Tina told me. ‘You will have to cover up for me. Tell madam I went to the bank.’

‘No problem.’


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‘My baby,’ Tina gushed, hugging me. It was at that moment Mola’s transfer entered my . I checked the amount. It was twenty thousand naira. Wow, twenty k for a massage of few minutes.

‘Give me your details,’ I told Tina. ‘I want to send some money to you.’

‘Wow, Simi is a big babe now. A big, Lagos babe.’

I smiled. ‘Courtesy of you, Tina. I owe it to you.’

We hugged briefly again.

‘How was the place? I hope he’s treating you better by the day.’

‘You know what? He’s asking me to come and work for him as his P.A. He said he would pay the double of my current earnings.’

‘How lucky you are! Miss Simi Akolade, P.A. to Mr. Damola Koku.’

We laughed briefly. ‘But then, I can’t take it,’ I said.

Tina gazed at me. ‘Why?’

‘I can’t just leave Mrs. Shitta like that. She’s like a mother to me.’

‘You can explain things to her. I think she’ll understand.’

I still shook my head. ‘I told Mola that I’ll think about it, but really, there’s nothing much to think about. My mother will be livid in anger if she
gets to know that I’ve stopped working for Mrs. Shitta. And then, no, I can’t even walk up to Mrs. Shitta and tell her such a thing.’

Tina shrugged. ‘Well, it’s okay if that’s what you feel. But really, Simi, you’re moving up.’

I got Tina’s details and transferred half of what I just received to her. I felt she really deserved it. Two days later, I got a call from
Mola.

‘Thank you for the other day,’ I said.

‘Oh, it’s nothing,’ he said condescendingly. ‘So, when are you going to resume as my P.A?’

I thought fast. ‘I’m still thinking over it,’ I said.

He laughed shortly over the line. ‘You know what? The longer it takes you to consider the offer, the more I am convinced that you’re the one for
the job.’

I laughed too. ‘Really? There are many ladies that are qualified for the job, sir. Some are even better qualified.’

‘You’re the one I’ve shortlisted for it. You’re the one I want to take up the job.’

I nearly said I would, but when I imagined what the countenance of Bimbola Akorede would be, and how disappointed Maria Shitta would look, I
withheld my assent.

‘Give me a little bit of more time,’ I said, wishing I could take it up. The money was tempting, but sometimes, other exigent matters override
pecuniary gains.

‘The job will wait for you,’ he said. ‘I know you’ll still take it up.’

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We ate on. The taste was not as good as the last one I ate there, but still good enough for me to eat to my satisfaction.

‘How much do you earn there?’ he asked.

I sighed. Wait, had I come for an interview or what?

I told hm. I told him the truth.

‘That’s not much,’ he said. ‘See, Simi, I like you. I mean you strike me as a very intelligent lady. I want to make a proposal to you. I want you to
work for me.’

I stopped my food to stare at him for some seconds. ‘Work for you?’ I asked incredulously.

‘Yes.’

‘As what?’

He took a bit of the chicken before he answered. ‘As my Personal Assistant.’

I chuckled again. ‘I did not study humanities or secretarial studies,’ I pointed out.

‘It doesn’t matter. All you need is training on the job. With your intelligence, I know you’ll excel.’

I could not help but grin. But where did this his confidence in me come from? We knew each other just some days ago, yet he was ready to vouch for my intelligence. Gosh!

‘The job is still on for now. I want it to be filled as soon as possible, and I’ll like you to take it up. I’ll pay you double of what you earn now.’

Now, this was becoming serious. Double of what I currently earned? That would be fantastic. But how would Mrs. Shitta feel? She was the one that brought me to Lagos and she was not just my employer, she was a good friend of my mother and she was like a mother to me. I had only spent about three months plus in Lagos, would it be right for me to abandon the job and start another one?

Yet, there was expectation in the eyes of Mola. I had to apply wisdom.

‘Give me some time to think over it. I appreciate that confidence you repose in me, but I’m just about four months old on my current job. Let me think over it but I’ll give you my response soonest.’

He stared at me briefly and smiled. ‘Very smart answer,’ he said.

We ate the rest of the food in silence. After the meal, he popped champagne. The taste was very good. Mola symbolized goodness and right
now, I relished the moment of goodness with him.

I thought back to the last few weeks I spent in Ibadan, before relocating to Lagos. Events and circumstances had certainly transformed me. I had moved from the simple lady based in Ibadan to Lagos babe. Mummy and Deola would be shocked to see how really I had changed. Even Mrs.
Shitta, my Lagos godmother, would be surprised. Well, life was always full of surprises and I was not an exception.

‘I really had a busy schedule today,’ Mola said. ‘I need a very good body massage. You should be able to give a good massage, right?’

I smiled. ‘That will be no problem.’

He soon stripped himself to his boxer and singlet and lay on his belly on the bed. I tried the massaging, and from his responses, I didn’t do badly.

I was surprised that he soon slept off. Shuo! Could a man be so tired that he would ignore sex? I thought all men were forever crazy about sex. Sure, I still had a lot to learn.

I was even more surprised that throughout the night, he did not attempt any coital act. In the morning, he kissed me good morning the way a loving husband would kiss his wife. This Mola was a character.

‘How was your night?’ he asked.

‘Fine. What about yours?’

‘I feel refreshed. Thanks for that massage.’

I smiled. Did that mean my only mission was to give him massage?

I went to the bathroom to have a good bath. I had come with an extra cloth which I changed into.

‘You’ll get alert soon,’ he said, smiling at me. ‘Don’t forget my offer.’

I smiled back. ‘Of course, I won’t forget. Good bye.’

‘See you again.’

I nodded and left. I would have to fund my taxi fare today, I thought and grinned. From Ikoyi to Berger was moving against the traffic. Within forty minutes, I was at Comely Hotel. It was few minutes to eight.

‘My baby,’ Tina gushed, hugging me. It was at that moment Mola’s transfer entered my . I checked the amount. It was twenty thousand naira. Wow, twenty k for a massage of few minutes.

‘Give me your details,’ I told Tina. ‘I want to send some money to you.’

‘Wow, Simi is a big babe now. A big, Lagos babe.’


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