s*x and crime episode 11

s€× and crime
Episode 11
 
Burn what! Did she just say she will help me burn a box of half a million naira?!?! “No, you can’t do that!” I exclaimed over the phone. “Why? You asked me to help you burn your old fake life, isn’t it what this is about?” She asked surprised. “I know, but I need to do this myself.” I had to be careful not to make her suspicious; that is if she wasn’t suspicious already. “So tell me about your day.” I said, trying to warm her up a bit. I listened as she talked endlessly about how hectic her day was. I feigned interest and endured through it all. “You need to rest; we will hook up later tonight.” I said and she agreed. An hour later, she called to inform me there had been some developments. She said a colleague of hers just reported sick and their supervisor was trying to swap her to do the duty. She sounded very angry, saying she was sure the colleague lied about her health and that she was sure she’s faking it all. I felt it was going to be impossible to see her that 31st night. I had almost given up but an hour and half later she called and informed me she was done with her duty and was about leaving the hotel. I was too delighted to ask how she managed to pull it off but instead, prepared to meet her. We were to meet at an eatery close to my place. I chose the eatery as a matter of convenience. I still hadn’t drawn up a plan yet on how to convince her we shouldn’t burn the carton. What would be her reaction when she sees the contents? Was I even going to allow her see it? Seeingt i would be absurd. I decided to let the events take care of themselves; one thing was sure: no one is going to burn my half a million “hærd-earned” money! It didn’t take her long to locate the eatery. She looked exhausted and I had this feeling she was struggling to stay focused. She carried a fancy polythene bag with contents of what I presumed to be the carton. I was delighted. “how do you do?” I asked as we settled, trying to hide my excitement on the baggage she was carrying. “Tired! Exhausted!” she exclaimed. Then went on and on about how the hotel was filled to capacity and everyone had to be on their toes to attend to them and do their job. “Only for that silly Emily to claim she was sick and head home!” she added. “Emily?” I asked. The name rang a bell. I was sure I had seen one of the attendants with that name tag; either the dove, raven or parrot. “Yes! She was fine in the morning, only to come back from room-cleaning and lie that she was feeling sick and needed to go.” She continued. It was obvious she needed someone to talk to and let off the steam, so I listened to her boring tale with patience. “I too told them I was on medication and couldn’t work more than 12 hours!” she informed me with a smile like she was proud of her desceptive bravery. I guess that was how she was able to convince them to let her go. I asked what she would take but she declined; like she wanted to get it over with and head home. “I can do this alone by myself if you’re too tired.” I asked, hoping she would hand over the baggage and head home. She stared at the baggage, stared at me, and back to the baggage like she was contemplating. “No, I promised to be there with you when you burn the old life, we’ll do this together.” She said. “Moreover, I will love to see what is in,side the bag.” She added like an afterthought. “Alright then, lets go.” I stood and we left the restaurant. “Where are we going?” she asked. “My place isn’t far from here.” I replied. My friend had gone for the all night in his church. If I play my cards right, I may just have the best of the out-going 2014; half a million cash and a lovely ar’se to rock. She threw her exhausted self on the bed as we got into the house, exposing a huge part of her laps in the process. Then she rolled on the bed to face me. “Are you done with the old fake life now?” she asked. “Yes, old things have passed away, all things are become new.” I replied and she smiled. Tell me more about yourself.” She requested. Here was I, thinking she was damn too tired to maintain a stare. I told her bits about myself, skipping a wh0le lot of details. By the time I was done, her head was resting on my shoulders on the bed. I didn’t need any other invitation before I started car-ssing her. Without any hesitations coming from her, I took that as consent and probed further. Bleep [Details coming up later…] _______________ “Can I use the bathroom?” She asked after we were done having wild s€×. “Of course.” I replied and she left for the bathroom. This was the opportunity I had been waiting for me. It will take her minimum of 120seconds to finish whatever she wanted to do at the bathroom. It will give me the needed time to offload the cash in,side the carton and fill the carton with my briefs, p-nts, singlets and any other thing I could lay my hand on. I moved fast; reached for the nylon bag, opened it and brought out the carton. I rushed to the wardrobe and brought out two singlets, I couldn’t see my briefs so I used my friend’s boxers and few other things my hands could reach. I placed them on the bed beside the carton. There was no sign of her coming out so I took my time. Took a deep breath and relaxed. Moment of truth. I felt my heart beat faster. I was really excited. I could easily think about a wh0le lot of things to do with half a million naira. I marveled at my exploits. Adventure is fun; adventure with a bit of crime is the big deal. I smiled at myself and assured myself I was going to write a story about this. I could imagine lots of people reading and smiling at the adventure and exploits. It would make a good read. I thought about the title I could give it; I could title it Adventures at Hotel Presidential; or PH Adventure; I decided that whatever the title would be, it will be a great read. But it needed an ending, and the ending was in,side the carton on top of the bed. Half a million naira waiting to be opened. Then I proceeded to open it. I loosened the ends and opened the cap of the carton. in,side the dimly light room, I overturned the carton, emptying all its contents ontop of the bed. What I saw gave me the shock of the year! ___________________________ I kept staring at it like it was hærd to believe. Of course it was not hærd to believe; I had seen those contents before. I was still in a state of shock and unbelief. What happened? Why this? What went wrong? A lot of questions rushed through my mind of which the answers I couldn’t tell. Only one person has the answers to the question. The sound from the toilet indicated it was just flushed. I moved my gaze from the bed and its unsatisfactory contents towards the toilet door, waiting for it to open. My answers are definitely going to come from Eve. She has a lot of explaining to do. “Are you ready?” she asked as she walked into the room. She maintained her stare at me while I looked away and focused at the contents on the bed. “Are those…did you just bring those out from the carton?” she asked almost exclaiming. I took some time to study her face; it showed sign of genuine surprise. Was she faking it? Was she totally ignorant? “Did you make me steal these from the hotel room and have me carry it all day?” she asked again, with a look of disappointment written all over her face. I was tempted to believe her but decided not to be naïve. Girls can be deceptive; who knows if she was feigning it all. “This was not what I asked you to bring!” I said firmly, trying so hærd to control the anger and disappointment brewing in,side me. “What!” she asked. “What do you mean?” She asked again. I stared at her face for some more seconds then slumped on the bed. “Is this what you brought out from the bathroom?” I asked, hoping to hear a different response but knowing deep down in my hear that the answer will not change. Scattered all over my bed, were the contents of a hotel issued toiletry; 2 pieces of tissue paper, tubes of cream, liquid soap, shower-cap, face-towel, light-sponge.
 
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