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Ge tting Even : The Old Flame [Part 1] by Sixtie_9ine
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Ge tting Even : The Old Flame [Part 1] by Sixtie_9ine

I saw her while out on one of my regular Saturday afternoon runs.

She was running in the opposite direction of me. She was dressed in white shorts and a red sleeveless top. She was still a 10 and her body was flawless, just like when we were together.

Gbemi was one of the most beautiful girls I saw at a CDS meeting during my NYSC. She had long black silky hair, deep brown eyes, and a body that distracted you.

She was a very nice person, but she intimidated a lot of guys, including me, partly because of her good looks, but mostly because she and her friends were the most beautiful girls in town.

She sat next to me at one of the CDS meetings and we hit it off. She was very easy to talk to and had a great sense of humour. She was hot, but she didn’t let on. We dated for a few months before she dumped me shortly after NYSC. It had been over five years since I’d seen her.

“Gbemi? Is that you, Gbemi?” I asked as I came to a halt a few feet away from her.

“Tobi? I still can’t believe it!” We exchanged a quick, sweaty hug.
“Do you live nearby?”
“No, I’m at a friend’s house, Muna. This is where she lives.”

Muna, her friend, comes to mind. Back during NYSC, she was also a stunning beauty.

I suppose she still had that slim athletic body, tight ass, firm titties, and her lovely smile. The majority of the boys in my NYSC local government thought she was attractive and fantasized about her.

“How is she getting along?” I inquired.

“She’s doing well actually”. She and her ex-boyfriend split up a few weeks ago, but she’s fine; she just despises men these days.

“Well, you look good sha,” I said.
“Where do you stay though?”
“Lagos,” she said.
“I just came to Abuja for the holidays so I’m staying with Muna for a few days and then I’m going back”
“Yeah, How about you? You live around here? What have you been up to?”

“I work with NNPC and yes I live on this street too.”

“Oh, nice, we’re practically neighbours! We should get together while I’m here. And I’m sure Muna would love to see you.”
“Sounds like a great idea,” I said,

“I’d love to. It will be fun to catch up and see her again!” She gave me her phone number and I promised I would give her a call.

When I called Gbemi that evening, Muna picked the call.

“Well, if it isn’t our resident fine boy!” she laughed.
“Gbemi said you might be calling. How are you doing, Tobi?” She told me that Gbemi was in the shower but they wanted to invite me over for dinner at her place.

“How about tomorrow evening?” she asked. “Would that work for you?”

“Sure,” I said.“Okay, no wahala. Come over around six.”

I was knocking on their door at 6.30 pm the next evening, I had to stop over at a wine shop on my way back from a hangout. I never like to come empty-handed.

They both looked ravishing. Gbemi’s hair was in a ponytail and she wore a short dress. Muna was hotter than ever. Her hair was shorter but it still looked good. She wore a flowery summer dress hemmed above the knees.

I was let into the apartment and it was tastefully furnished. Muna certainly had great taste.

“You two look great!” I said as we took seats on the couch.
“And Muna, you look ravishing as ever.”

“Oh, please,” she blushed. “You and that your sweet mouth”
“Okay. But, I’m serious, you look good. You work out ba, you look in good shape.”

“I swim a little and I’ve started running. Gbemi said she bumped into you when you were running yesterday, so obviously you are still into it.”

“Yes, I’m still at it. My addiction, I guess. It helps me burn excess sugar.” I laughed.

“I’ve run to and fro my street, but I don’t think I could ever run round the whole estate o!”

“Oh, if you can run to and fro your street,” I said,

“You could try covering the estate. It’s all just a matter of determination.”

“Maybe one of these days I’ll try it.”

“You can do it. Like I said, it’s really a matter of determination.”

Muna went to bed around 10 p.m. and said goodnight. She vanished into the room’s corridor.

Gbemi and I were the only ones left. We’d been reminiscing all night and continued in that vein, talking about the times we’d shared. We caught up on each other’s personal lives and various gossip.

I told her I hadn’t been serious with anyone in over a year, and she was vague, saying that relationships were not her priority. It was soon 11 p.m., and I had to leave because the next day was a Monday.

As we were saying our goodnights, I asked her if she wanted to go out on Wednesday night.

“Tobi,” she said.

“You need to know, I’m really not interested in getting into a relationship. And I’m only going to be here a couple more days…”

“I know that,” I said.

“Relax. But while you’re here, let’s link up. Tonight was fun, don’t you think?”She smiled and said yes, it was.

We agreed on meeting up. We went out Saturday and had a good time. We went to a bar and had a few drinks and talked, then hung out and then we were off to a karaoke bar.

When I took her home it was a bit awkward when I dropped her off.

I was out running the next Saturday in the same area where I had met Gbemi. Another runner was approaching me from the opposite direction, it was Muna. As we got closer, she didn’t recognize me, so I ran a few yards to the right and circled back around behind her.

I caught up to her and began running alongside her on her right.

“Hello Muna, looks like you’re about to run round the estate” I said. She was startled and looked over at me and laughed.

“Oh, Tobi!” she said,

“I didn’t see you coming. But uh, no, I just came out for a jog.” We chatted as we ran together for a couple of minutes. She asked me if Gbemi and I had had a good time when we went out the other night.

“Oh, sure,” I said.
“We spent the night catching up and reminiscing and laughing about it all.”
“So you won’t be getting back together,” she replied.

“Oh no, nothing like that. It would be hard to try to have a long-distance relationship”

“Yes, I believe it would. And Gbemi hasn’t had a steady guy for a few years and I think she likes it that way.

”As we ran, the topic of discussion became running. I asked if she was serious about covering the estate.

“I’m not sure. Do you really think I can?”

“Sure,” I replied.

“Why not? Many people I know have done it. As I said before, it’s all about determination. And when you actually do it, you’ll join the club of achievers in the estate.”

“Yeah, I’d be happy to. Sounds like fun.”

To be continued…

Written by Sixtie 9ine

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