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BoBBy! Episode 4

Written by Eric Arthur 
Waking up, I stretched my arms, yawning. Alfred’s bed was empty. I took my phone from under my pillow and checked the time. 9:05.

Gosh! I was going to miss church if I don’t shower quickly. My little man down there was hard as a metal baton so I adjusted my boxer short to keep it in place.

Thirty minutes later, I was brushing my hair. I wore my shoes and locked the door. On my way out, I ran into Alfred, who was just returning after seeing his girlfriend off.

”Which time you enter yesterday?” I asked with a smirk.
”Ah! You don sleep when I enter” He replied.
”You no go church today?”
”See, for now ehn, I no even get cloth wey I go wear. I have to do some washing today”
”Taaah! Devil pikin. Anyhow sha, I’ll soon be back.” I left.

* * *

The next morning, Jude woke up on the soft bed of Mrs Abu. He knew her too well and that means he’s getting paid, too bad he spoilt this sweet deal. That was why he had to fuck her, whether she liked it or not. If he was lucky, she might still call him once in a while in the future. He looked over at where she sat, by the mirror, applying make-up to her face.

”I’ll transfer some money into your account on monday.” She said as she caught his eyes through the mirror.

Getting out of bed, Jude walked up behind Mrs Abu. He put both hands on her shoulders and bent to give her a kiss on the back of her neck. She just continued arranging her various cans of beauty products. Her face was expressionless.

”I’ll have to start going now.” He finally said.
”Okay.” She replied with a nod. ”Be quick. Victoria called saying she might come home this morning.” She added.

Victoria was her daughter. She was in a nearby state for her youth service. She frequently came home to see her mother. Jude had never met her but he’d learnt a lot about her from her mother.

”Okay then.” He picked his shirt and strolled towards the foot of the bed where his singlet was lying. She looked at him from the mirror through out his dressing up.

”errr.. anytime you need me, errm, just call. See you later” He said, scratching his head as he twisted the door knob.

Outside, he met Lydia mopping the floor.
”Good morning, Lydia” He proposed a greeting.

She did not reply. Instead, she changed the direction she was facing and backed him. He walked towards her and as she bent to dip the mop for a squeeze, he lightly slapped her ass through her thin skirt. She jumped reflexively and wanted to shout, but she kept her lips together. Seeing the angry frown on her face, Jude walked away as she hissed. When he got to the main door, he looked back.

He could see Mrs Abu already with Lydia, and from her expression, he could tell that she was warning Lydia. Well, who know wetin Mr Abu sef dey do for where hin dey? Jude thought as he left the premises.

”Ah Oga, you don dey go?” The dark complexioned gateman asked, with a broad smile on his face.
”Yes oo” Jude said. ”Just hold this one.” he added, slipping a N500 note into the gateman’s waiting palms. At least, he was now confident that some money would be transferred into his account on Monday. As he strode towards the main road, he wondered what Victoria might look like in real life. He had already seen her pictures; she seemed cute.

* * *
In the evening, that same day, I went to Funke’s house to see Jude. I first checked on Funke in her room and discovered that her boyfriend was around. I just said hi and asked why I didn’t see her in church that day. (NB: We don’t attend the same church).

She just smiled, understanding the tease and told me that she was busy. I said hello to the tall, muscular guy and went on to the room Jude had described to me. I got there and knocked. A fat lippy girl opened the door and stared at me.

”I’m looking for Jude.” I spoke first.
”Jude?…Jude Jude Jude,” She repeated it like she was trying to figure out who Jude was.
”Yes, Jude….errm, Jay D” I tried to help her out.
”Oh…. J.D.. yea, next room,” She pointed.
I smiled and thanked her.

In Jude’s room, I met a cute, giant boobed girl. She was all smiles through out my stay, joining in our conversation whenever she could. She kept on yabbing Jude about how broke he was. He just ignored every of her playful comments.

Looking at the room, I could tell Jude was not broke. Well, maybe he was at that time, I had no idea, but he sure lived the good life. He had a television set with DSTV connection, although he had not subscribed for that month. He had Manchester United posters all over the wall and he even had a Manchester United Jersey that he hanged beside one of the posters.

We talked and concluded plans to get both our parents to meet each other and discuss their poultry ideas. I had called my father earlier and he seemed interested to an extent. We had decided to schedule the meeting for the coming Saturday. We would leave school on Friday.

Jude was not moody and dull like he was the first time I saw him. He seemed livelier. Well, maybe it’s because that short, dark Chelsea fan wasn’t around

Night was drawing near and Jude’s girlfriend suggested that we got something to eat. I was already considering going home, but couldn’t decline the offer. When Jude stood for us to go, he looked back at his girlfriend and asked;

”Are you going like that?” implying her dressing.

She was wearing a bumshort and t-shirt. Looking down at her own dressing she mouthed a silent ”Yes”

She went straight to the makeshift wardrobe at the corner of the room and selected a new top. She also got a jeans trouser and threw both on the bed.

After a brief examination of how both clothes match, she picked the jeans trouser and slid it up her legs. I thought she would go into the bathroom to change her top, but she just yanked up the one she had on and threw it on the bed. My eyes were fixed and no matter how hard I tried to look away, I knew I couldn’t.

She wore a really small bra compared to the size of her breasts. Her bra packaged the already large breasts, making them look like they were going to burst. I could see the little swellings at the beginning of her areolas as she bent to retrieve the new top from the bed. She did not even bother looking at me. I glanced at Jude, but he didn’t seem to notice anything as he typed really fast on his phone. We left after she was done.

Earlier in the day before Bobby knocked on Jude’s door,

Jude moved across to her and ran his hand up her fresh laps. His horniness had risen rapidly after seeing her in that tight blue bum short. He moved closer to her and planted a kiss on her fore head. She didn’t move.

She just continued replying her chats and laughing awkwardly while waiting for us to go get food. Jude felt his comment on her dressing earlier may have been too harsh, he wanted to appease her with the forehead kiss but she wasn’t moved as she continued typing furiously on her phone.

Taking his hands off her laps, he attempted to slide them under her free top. He wanted to squeeze those delicious breasts that attracted him to her. Immediately he reached her tummy, she stopped him. She quickly stood from the bed and put on a serious face.

”No. No touchy touchy until you give me the money I requested.” She protested calmly.
”Chill naw, is it not just that shoe that you want to buy?… Calm down till monday naw.” he tried to cajole her.
”No oo.. Which kind Monday? That’s how you’ll promise now. When you chop me finish, you’ll forget that you promised anything.” She fought back.
”Okay.. Cross my heart. On Monday, I swear you will buy that shoe.”
”Are you sure?”
”Yes naw… It’s just N6000 right?”
”No. It’s now N7500. You know these prices increase everyday.”
”Ah. Well, okay, i’ll give you on Monday…oya come naw baby..”

Showing a shy smile, she moved closer to him and touched his chest.

”You sef. You too like to dey fuck fuck. You no go leave anything for my husband?”
”Who is that husband? No be me? Leave me and let me enjoy my right ooo”
”That’s how you guys talk. Soon you’ll see another girl and forget about marrying me. God dey ooo”.

Laughing, she bent and kissed him. He quickly grabbed her breasts like he had only five seconds left to live. He squeezed them through her shirt. She broke the kiss and moved back. She was about to take off her top when they had a knock. It was Bobby.
Ama adjusted and sat on the bed with her phone in her fingers.

After they had finished discussing, Ama suggested that they should go out and find something to eat. He didn’t like his girlfriend being exposed to other guys outside so he asked her to wear something else. He was surprised when Ama decided to take off her top in front of his friend, but he didn’t mind. He even caught the bastard gawking at her melons. He just ignored him. After all, he wont be able to control his own desires if he was the one in that position, he thought.

* * *
On returning home, he jumped on his bed. He was home alone. Ama had given an excuse as to why she had to go back to her own house. He sighed. Picking up his phone, he scrolled up to the number titled ”new catch”. He dialed.

The call was picked on the second ring. His confidence suddenly died as he heard the voice on the other end. He shivered a bit and was able to stammer, ”Hell ,.. Hello.,”

”Yes, who is this?” A matured female voice boomed at the other end.
”errm…” He coughed. ”J.D… It’s Jaaayy D. Mrs Abu gave me your number.”
”Oh.. JD abi? The one I met at her house?”
”Yes ma,” He replied, relieved.
”uuuhm. I am Mrs Yetunde Owolabi.”
”Good evening ma.”
”Ha….No. J.D, you can call me Yetty”
”Yettymama… I think I prefer that,” he was finally able to talk freely.
She laughed heartily at as she let the name sink in.

After the call to Mrs Owolabi, Jude was pleased with himself and sat up on his bed. He analyzed his entire schedule for the week.

He had an appointment with Mrs Owolabi at ‘Cupid’ on Tuesday. He would be travelling home with Bobby on friday. He was going to see his side-chic at her apartment on Wednesday. He was glad that there really wasn’t much going on in school yet.

Some lecturers had not resumed. Even those that were around were still beating around the bush and giving useless talks.

Finally, he slept off.

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