The Godmother

The Godmother – Batch 1


EPISODE 1

Rita knocked at the door of his apartment and waited
for him to open the door. She did not wait for long.
‘Hey, there you are,’ Henry said as he opened the door
wide for her to come in. He was full of smiles as he was
obviously pleased to see her.
‘How d’you do?’ she greeted.
‘Fine. Good to see you.’
It was the second time Rita would be visiting him. They
had become acquainted a couple of weeks again when
they met at the ATM point of a commercial bank in Lagos.
During her first visit, he had another visitor around and
that prevented him from getting intimate with her. In
any
case, Rita did not stay long. Today, he had looked
forward to her coming and had prepared for it.
‘Please, sit down,’ he offered eagerly.
Rita took the seat she had been offered. ‘Thank you.’
‘Let me get you some drinks,’ he offered.
‘Hey, take it easy. I’ve just come. The drinks can come
later.’
‘Alright.’
He sat on the same sofa with her, within his arm reach.
He was playing a video movie he hoped she would find
interesting. He had watched it before and had enjoyed
it.
‘How is your weekend?’ she asked.
‘It has been very boring, but thank God you’re here. I
hope it will become exciting now.’
She nodded and smiled at him.
‘Are you sure you don’t want anything yet?’ he asked.
‘No, not yet.’
She faced the movie on the television while he moved
towards her. Some minutes elapsed. Tentatively, he held
her left hand. He was very close
to her now, so close he could smell her hair. He moved to
wrap his hand on her shoulders. She appeared engrossed
in what she was watching, but he knew she was very
conscious of the sensuous moves he was making.
‘Your hair is beautiful,’ he offered.
‘Thanks.’
His mouth drew close to hers. His l-ips brushed slightly on
her l-ips and then got stuck there. For him, it was a
welcome thing. He k-ssed her ravenously. Her response
was measured, almost mechanical. He k-ssed her more
while his right hand went to her b-ob. She didn’t resist
him, but she did not encourage him either.
Henry did not mind whether he was getting
encouragement or not. He was glad he was finally having
his way with her. Rita was beautiful and desirable and he
had been counting his luck since he befriended her was
not the type that wasted time trying to ‘sample the taste’
of his ‘new catch’. As a matter of fact, it was his
trademark to always do so within few days of
acquaintancesh¡p.
He pulled the cups of her b-ra out of the contents they
were holding. Gosh, she had such succulent b—–s. His
hand teased and car-ssed them. His tongue also licked
them while his teeth nibbled at the n—–s.
‘Let’s go in,’ he said almost breathless, as he suspended
what he had engrossed himself in. He led her to his
bedroom. She did not say anything.
She did not protest his lustful urge. To him, it was a good
sign. To Rita, he would soon learn his lesson.
They were in the bedroom and he was all over her again.
His tongue seemed to be delighted in licking her n—–s.
He was actually not licking
anything, but it looked like he was licking. After more
minutes of pre-intimacy, it was time to get to the main
action.
But wait a minute. Something strange was happening. Was
it his imagination? To confirm, his hand went to his d–k.
The thing was as limp as
vegetable leaf!
Well, it meant he had not prepared enough. He went back
to the pre-intimacy. This time, he zipped down her jeans
trousers. Her white p-ntie was
pulled down, almost roughly, and he dipped his fore
finger in,side the v—-a. He was surprised there was no
wetness there. But the greater
surprise was that his d–k remained limp. After some
minutes of futile efforts, he stopped all he was doing.
‘I can’t believe what’s happening,’ he muttered in
perplexity, a tinge of sadness to his tone.
‘What’s that?’ she asked. It was a question as innocent as
a child asking for the difference between rainfall and
snows.
‘’My d–k,’ he said, almost sadly. ‘I can’t get a hærd on.’
‘A hærd on for what?’ she asked.
Henry stared at her. Her tone seemed sarcastic. ‘What do
you mean? What kind of question is that?’
‘You said you did not have a hærd on, and I asked you, a
hærd on for what?’
‘Stop talking as if you’re a baby. Don’t tell me you don’t
know what I mean.’
She sat up on the bed, properly wore her b-ra, and started
buttoning her shirt, which had become quite crumpled,
courtesy of the way he had
handled her chest region.
He was certainly at his wit’s end. He could simply not
believe his manh-od would fail at this critical time. This
was the moment he was waiting
for, and the wh0le thing went blank. It was incredible! He
was still holding the d–k and staring at it.

EPISODE 2

‘Maybe you were too anxious,’ Rita said. ‘Next time try to
relax and take your time. Also, learn not to rush at
having s€×.’
Something struck him. This lady was not an ordinary lady.
The way she reacted was not ordinary or natural. She was
d–n too cool! It was as if she knew all along that this
would happen. She had allowed him to expend energy on
being prepared for ‘it’ and she had watched the anti-
c—-x in bemused amazement. Gosh!
‘I’ll be going now,’ she announced. ‘See you another time.’
He wanted to stop her. He wanted to remind her that he
was yet to offer her drinks. Above all, he wanted to tell
her maybe he should try to get ar-used again. But he
could not do any of these.
Still bewildered, and still holding his d–k, he watched as
Rita stepped out of his bedroom. She smiled to herself as
she stepped out of his flat.
Henry did not fit in to the kind of man she wanted. She
had to get another man.
Tope was writing his news story on the rising incidence of
child pr-stitute. Working as undercover journalist, he had
been able break into a syndicate that operated child
pr-stitution. It was disheartening that school girls aged
between thirteen and sixteen now engaged in pr-stitution.
He had finished writing his findings. Together with the
audio and video evidence, he sent the reports, via e-mail
to his editor.
He also decided to post some of his findings on his
Facebook page, admonishing parents to be more vigilant
in monitoring their children,
especially those that were female. It was when he was
still on-line that a friend request came in. a Miss Rita
Tosan wanted to be his friend.
Tope accepted the friendsh¡p request.
While he was still surfing the internet, a message came
from Rita, his latest friend. The message read: I can see
that you just posted some findings on child pr-stitution.
Great work. Keep it up.
Tope replied: Thank you. I believe more concern and
vigilance can correct some of our anomalies and make our
society a better place.
Rita replied, ‘I agree. We all need to work together to
make our society a better place.’
Tope was impressed with his new friend. ‘I am a
journalist and a blogger,’ he wrote. ‘Can I meet you?’
‘I work in the health sector,’ she replied.
Rita thought over this man that went by the name Tope.
He sounded okay and she really wished he was. The guy
sent her his number and asked
for hers. Ordinarily, a lady would be or should be
cautious. He might be posing to be whom or what he was
not. So many criminal-minded people hid under the
social media to present false image and to perpetuate
their obnoxious acts. But then, Rita was not just an
ordinary lady.
Tope was writing his news story on the rising incidence of
child pr-stitute. Working as undercover journalist, he had
been able break into a syndicate that operated child
pr-stitution. It was disheartening that school girls aged
between thirteen and sixteen now engaged in pr-stitution.
He had finished writing his findings. Together with the
audio and video evidence, he sent the reports, via e-mail
to his editor.
He also decided to post some of his findings on his
Facebook page, admonishing parents to be more vigilant
in monitoring their children, especially those that were
female. It was when he was still on-line that a friend
request came in. a Miss Rita Tosan wanted to be his
friend.
Tope accepted the friendsh¡p request.
While he was still surfing the internet, a message came
from Rita, his latest friend. The message read: I can see
that you just posted some findings on child pr-stitution.
Great work. Keep it up.
Tope replied: Thank you. I believe more concern and
vigilance can correct some of our anomalies and make our
society a better place.
Rita replied, ‘I agree. We all need to work together to
make our society a better place.’
Tope was impressed with his new friend. ‘I am a
journalist and a blogger,’ he wrote. ‘Can I meet you?’
‘I work in the health sector,’ she replied.
Rita thought over this man that went by the name Tope.
He sounded okay and she really wished he was. The guy
sent her his number and asked
for hers. Ordinarily, a lady would be or should be
cautious. He might be posing to be whom or what he was
not. So many criminal-minded people
hid under the social media to present false image and to
perpetuate their obnoxious acts. But then, Rita was not
just an ordinary lady.
She sent her number to him too, and within minutes, he
called her.
‘Hello, please, can I be on to Rita?’ he asked.
‘Speaking. Who’s on the line?’
‘This is Tope, your Facebook friend.’
‘Oh, Tope.’ She sounded excited. ‘How’re you?’
‘Fine. I’m happy to meet you. I’m based in Lagos. What
about you?’
‘I’m here in Lagos too,’ she said.
‘Good. We’ll be getting to know each other more later.
Have a nice day.’
‘And you too.’
He cut the line. Rita smiled to herself. This was the man
she was waiting for. When her break was over, Rita went
offline and put her phone in
her handbag. Her white uniform suited her well. She liked
her nursing profession and she liked the looks of
admiration she got from men; and that
of envy she got from women.
At the private hospital where she worked, she made sure
she did her work to the best of her ability. One thing she
had to constantly ward off
were advances from men. They never seemed to get tired
of making overtures; but she never got tired of snubbing
them too. One of the
doctors, Sam, had been pestering her for an affair. Sam
was married, but he said that would not be a barrier.
This afternoon, when Rita came to give him a case note in
his consulting room, he urged her to sit down for a
moment.
‘Rita, why’re you proving so difficult?’ Dr. Sam Tuoyo
said. ‘Why can’t you just give me a little chance to prove
my love to you?’
Rita smiled but shook her head.
‘That’s what you’ve been doing. That’s not fair.’
Sam stood from his seat and sat on the table, close to her
legs. He looked at those legs and could not but admire
them. His right hand went to
her left lap. Instinctively, Rita winced and drew her leg
away.

EPISODE 3

Sam stood from his seat and sat on the table, close to her
legs. He looked at those legs and could not but admire
them. His right hand went to her left lap. Instinctively,
Rita winced and drew her lap away.
‘Give me just one chance. Just once,’ he pleaded.
‘No. Go to your wife.’
‘Don’t bring her to this,’ he said plaintively.
‘We’re supposed to have a professional relationsh¡p, and
that’s what it will be.’
‘Look, have this.’ He dipped his hand into his pocket and
brought out a wad of naira notes.
She looked surprised. The money would be several
thousands of naira.
‘I can’t accept it,’ she said.
‘I’ll give you more, later. I promise.’
‘It’s not about money,’ she said.
‘It’s about what?’
‘It’s about life and death. If you sleep with me, you’ll
die.’
He looked shocked to hear that. ‘You’re trying to scare
me, right? That one will not work.’
‘I’m serious,’ she replied.
He laughed. ‘Alright, even if it’s true, let me do it and
die.’
‘You don’t know what you’re saying,’ she said
reproachfully. ‘Are you really ready to die?’
‘For you, I’m ready to do anything. Take the money and
let’s go somewhere private.’
‘You said you’re ready to die? Alright, experience this
first.’
Suddenly, Sam’s knees buckled and he fell on the floor.
He seemed to be paralyzed from the wa-ist down. He tried
to get up but could not.
‘What’s happening to me? What the hell is happening to
me?’ There was panic and consternation in his tone.
Rita stood up, took a step back and looked down on him.
‘Well, you said you’re ready to die,’ she said. ‘You’re only
dead from the wa-ist down and you’re already panicking.
Don’t you want to die again?’
He tried to rise up again, but could not. ‘No, I don’t want
to die,’ he said, shame-faced.
‘Are you going to disturb me again about s€×?’
He shook his head vigorously. ‘No, I will not.’
‘Are you going to hold this against me?’
‘No, I will not.’ Sweats appeared on his brow. This was one
experience he would never forget for the rest of his life.
She moved towards the door.
‘Rita,’ he called out. He looked pathetic.
She stopped and stared briefly at him. ‘Alright, you can
get up now.’
Sam was surprised his strength came back and he got to
his feet.
Two days after he first called Rita, Tope called again.
‘HotNews, the newspaper I work for is along Lagos-
Ibadan expressway, but I live at Ogba,’ he said. ‘Where do
you live and where is your working place?’
Rita smiled into the mouthpiece of her phone. ‘I work and
live at Ikeja.’
‘Your place is not far from mine. When and where can we
meet? I really want to meet with you.’
‘What about Saturday? Can we meet at EatRite eatery on
Allen Avenue? Do you know the place?’
‘Yes, I do. By what time?’
‘Twelve noon is okay by me.’
‘You shouldn’t have any difficulty in identifying me as
you have seen my picture on Facebook. But to avoid
doubt, I will be wearing a white
t-shirt and a sky blue face cap.’
She smiled again. ‘Alright. See you, then.’
‘Okay, Rita.’
On the agreed day, Tope was at the eatery twelve minutes
before noon. He picked a vantage position where he could
see the entrance/exit of
the eatery. Truly, he was wearing a white t-shirt over a
pair of jeans. He was also donning a blue face cap. He
had no doubt that she would not
fail to recognize him by the way he had dressed.
He had ordered for ice cream. When she came, he would
order for real food. He found himself getting excited over
his wait for Rita. What if she
failed to show up? What if she suddenly developed cold
feet and refused to make appearance? He sighed to
himself. Going by the confidence
with which the lady had spoken, it was very unlikely that
she would fail to come.
By ten minutes after noon, he saw a beautiful lady that
looked like the one he was waiting for make entry into the
expansive hall. Instinctively,
Tope got to his feet. The lady sighted him and moved
straight towards him.
‘Miss Rita? You’re welcome.’
She smiled at him. ‘If I’m not mistaken, you must be
Tope.’
He nodded. ‘That’s me. How are you?’
‘I’m fine.’
‘Please, sit down.’ He motioned her to the seat opposite
him. They sat face-to-face, and each made a quick
evaluation. She should be in her
mid-twenties, while he should be in his mid-thirties. He
was quite tall and handsome while she was of average
height, slim and beautiful.
‘You’re welcome. What will you have?’ he asked.
‘Nothing for now,’ she replied.
He was surprised as she was the first lady he would meet
at an eatery and would defer eating
‘Well, let me quickly tell you about myself.’ He told her his
age, educational qualification, where he schooled, what
he studied and where he was
working. He also told her about Sade, the lady he had
hoped to marry. Despite the fact that Sade had a baby
girl for him, the relationsh¡p could
not manifest into a spousal one due to some
irreconcilable differences. She still had the custody of his
daughter and he still supported the
up-keep of the four year old girl.

EPISODE 4

‘I’m pleased to meet you, and I hope this will be the
beginning of a relationsh¡p that will be long-lasting,’ he
concluded.
Rita smiled and briefly told him about herself. ‘I’m a
nurse and I believe in serving humanity,’ she concluded.
‘You’re even more beautiful than your picture on
Facebook,’ he commented.
‘Thank you.’
‘So, you’re a nurse. That’s interesting.’
They talked about other interests. He loved to read and
write, while she loved to listen to music.
‘Now, let’s eat something,’ he said. She conceded and he
went to buy eat-in fried rice and chicken. She ate her
food slowly and regally. There
was something special about her.
‘I can’t picture it yet, but I think there’s something
special about you,’ he said.
She raised her beautiful brow without saying anything.
They chatted more after the food, then she expressed
her desire to leave.
‘Can I know where you live? Can I visit you?’
She smiled and nodded. ‘Why not?’
‘So, tell me the place,’ he said eagerly.
She gave him the address of where she stayed at
Anifowoshe area of Ikeja. ‘For now, I stay with my
auntie,’ she added.
‘I will come. I will definitely give you a visit.’
‘Call me when you want to come,’ she said. ‘You know, I
work on shifts.’
He nodded. ‘That will be no problem.’ He gave her the
address of where he lived at Ogba.
Three days later, Tope gave Rita a call.
‘Can I come and see you towards this evening?’ he asked
her.
‘Okay.’
He was there. The two kids of her auntie were cute. They
kept hovering round Rita. Tope and Rita chatted, but not
intimately. She promised to
reciprocate the visit on Saturday. Tope welcomed her
gesture. That Saturday, he was so excited about her
coming. It was as if he had never
been in love before.
Rita entered his mini-flat apartment few minutes to
eleven. He had been waiting for her and had got many
things ready. Many things including
the apple juice packs. He served her in a tray, filled two
glasses and handed her one.
‘Cheers. This is to a great and wonderful relationsh¡p,’ he
smiled widely as he took the drinks.
‘Cheers.’
As he sipped his drinks, he continually looked into her
eyes. ‘I have a confession to make,’ he told her.
‘What confession?’
He paused to make his attempt emphatic. ‘I’m in love
with you,’ he blurted out.
She smiled. ‘It’s good to hear that but there are certain
things you should know.’
He became very curious. ‘Things such as what?’
‘The first is our relationsh¡p can never lead to marriage.’
He looked surprised. ‘Why? Are you betrothed to
somebody?’
She smiled and shook her head. ‘No.’
‘So, why can’t it lead to marriage?’ he demanded.
‘Don’t worry, you’ll soon understand.’
For now, he could not understand. Was it that she
considered that he would not be able to take good care of
her, or what?
‘The purpose of this relationsh¡p is not about falling in
love or getting married,’ she said. ‘It’s about being of
help to you.’
He looked at her curiously. ‘What d’you mean? What
help?’
She allowed a meaningful silence. ‘I can help you to
become great in life. There’s a synergy between us, and I
can be of help to you.’
He looked at her curiously. ‘What d’you mean? What
help?’
She allowed a meaningful silence. ‘I can help you to
become great in life. There’s a synergy between us, and I
can be of help to you.’
His curiosity was total. ‘How can you be of help? What
help?’
She smiled. ‘I can help you to become great in life. I can
help you to achieve, fame, wealth and power.’
He stared at her. ‘How?’
‘By making power, wealth and fame come to you.’
He was still staring at her. ‘How?’ he asked again.
She kept quiet and stared at the television. He sat by her
and held her hand. ‘All that you’re saying is esoteric.
Can you please explain yourself?’
‘I have the power to give you power and wealth,’ she said.
‘But that will be if you can pass three tests.’
He suddenly laughed. ‘I think you should stop the joke,
Rita. You’re beautiful and I like your attitude. I want to
marry you. Period.’
‘So, you don’t believe all I said,’ she said quietly.
‘What I believe is I’ll love to marry you,’ he replied.
‘You don’t believe I have any power?’ she asked.
‘I’m sorry, if you do, then you will have to prove it.’
She chuckled. ‘You want a proof?’
‘Yes, I want a proof.’
She closed her eyes for some moments as if in meditation.
‘Right now, the total money you have in this house is two
thousand, seven hundred
and fifty naira.’
He was a bit surprised that she had guessed right. ‘Yes,
that’s about the cash at hand I have, now.’
‘Do you want more money right away?’
‘You mean you’ll give me some money? Well ..’ he
shrugged.
‘I’ll give you, but I won’t hand it you.’
He raised his brow. ‘So, how are you going to give me?’
She closed her eyes again. His mind was busy. Surely, this
lady was acting strangely.
She opened her eyes. ‘You have the money now.’
He laughed and opened his palms. ‘Where’s the money?’
‘There’s fifty thousand naira for you,’ she said. ‘Go and
check the pocket of the black coat you hanged in your
bedroom.’
He laughed shortly again. ‘Oh, come on, Rita. Let’s forget
this joke and talk about something else.’
She looked solemnly at him. ‘It’s no joke. Go and confirm
the money.’
The way she looked seriously prevented him from laughing
again.
‘Are you serious, Rita?’
‘Why don’t you confirm it?’
He grinned. ‘Alright. I will do as you command.’ He stood
up and went to the bed-room.

EPISODE 5

‘What?!’ he exclaimed. ‘How? How did this get into the
pocket of my coat?’
He soon came out, holding a bundle of new five hundred
naira notes. ‘How did this get there?’
She smiled. ‘I told you.’
‘But how? How did you do it?’ He felt the money again
and counted it. It was exactly fifty thousand naira. He
stared at her in amazement. ‘Are you a magician?’
‘I’m not. Let’s just say this is one of the things I can do.
And this is a tip of the iceberg.’
He stared at her and shook his head again. Then, he
stared at the money. ‘This is amazing.’
‘Now, let’s go back to what we were discussing. I said I can
help you to achieve fame and wealth,’
‘Yes, yes, you said so.’ He was now apparently interested.
‘Now, I believe you.’
She smiled and nodded at him. ‘There are three tests you
must pass. Then, you’ll be on.’
‘Tests? What’re the tests?’
‘I won’t tell you the three at a time. It will be one after
the other.’
Tope nodded. ‘That should not be a problem. Tell me,
what is the first test?’
She smiled at his eagerness. It was just what she wanted.
‘Tell me,’ he urged. ‘Tell me the first test.’
‘Alright. The first test is that you and I will sleep
together on the same bed for three nights.’
He stared at her. Then his face lit up in excitement.
‘That’s a good test. Let’s start right away.’
She raised a finger to caution him. ‘Wait, I’ve not
finished. During those three nights, no matter what
happens, we must not make love. No s€×.’
He looked shocked. ‘Three nights on the same bed with a
lady and there must be no s€×?’ he asked incredulously.
‘Yes. Three nights on the same bed with a lady and there
must be no s€×. That is the first test.’
He thought over what she had said. That should not be a
problem, should it? The s€× would come later. No problem.
‘Count me in,’ he said.
She looked at him seriously. ‘Are you sure?’
‘Yeah, I’m sure, Rita. Very sure. Count me in. Let’s start
it today.’
‘We can’t start today, I told my aunty I was off duty
today. We can start tomorrow.’
He nodded vigorously. ‘Yes, tomorrow is okay. We can
start tomorrow.’
‘From tomorrow, I’ll be sleeping here in this mini-flat
with you. Or do you have an alternative place?’
‘No, here is perfect. Wow, it will be wonderful; to share
my bed with a beautiful and wonderful person like you,
even without s€× for now.’ Then
he looked at her keenly ‘What about today? Can’t I prove
my love for you today by making love to you?’
She smiled again and shook her head. ‘No. No s€× with you
until after you’ve passed the three tests.’
He nodded avidly. ‘I hereby totally agree.’
‘So, what can you offer me?’
He held the money he had seen in his pocket dearly.
‘Anything you want my princess. Then, what about this
money? Let’s share it 50-50.’
She smiled warmly. ‘No. there’s no need for that. But you
can buy anything you desire for me.’
‘Oh, I’ll surely do that. What about food? What will you
eat?’
‘Anything you offer me.’
‘Okay.’ He decided to go to a small eatery not far from
where he lived to buy a take-away pack of fried rice,
salad and chicken.
She was all smiles when he served her the food. Rita had
no doubt that the relationsh¡p would be a ‘fruitful one.’
On Sunday evening, Tope was prepared to host his august
visitor. He had bought some foodstuffs including rice,
beans, garri and plantain. For the next three days or so
that Rita would be staying with him, he wanted her to be
given the best he could offer. He had no doubt that a
special lady like Rita deserved special treatment.
Rita came to the house by seven in the evening and he was
very glad to receive her.
‘My darling, it’s good to see you,’ he said.
‘It’s good to be here too,’ she replied.
They sat in the sitting-room and chatted. Later, he took
her to the kitchen where she prepared white rice and
fried plantain. They ate together
and conversed as if they had known each other for ages.
She seemed to be completely at ease being with him and
he cherished her presence
too.
Later, they retired to his bedroom. His first ‘test’ had
started in earnest. She completely removed her clothes in
his presence, unabashed and
unmindful. It was part of the test, his mind told him. She
lay on the bed Unclad and he became concerned.
‘Well, are you not going to wear something?’ he asked,
trying to avoid staring at her Unclad body. ‘Something
like a night-wear, or something?’
‘No. I’ll rather sleep like this.’
His mind was unsettled. That would make the wh0le thing
to be more difficult. Already he had been fighting an
er-ction. He switched off the
light, but the realization that the lady beside him was
Unclad made the er-ction refuse to go away.
‘Tell me about your childhood,’ she said.
He told her, but it was with effort. ‘Look, can you please,
wear something?’ he pleaded.
‘Sorry, for the purpose of the test, I must not wear
anything.’
In the semi-dark room, he could clearly see her outline.
She was no doubt beautiful, like a goddess. She must be a
goddess, he thought. To
compound his situation, her b—–s were very firm; very
firm and enticing. He felt like grabbing them and running
his mouth on the n—–s. It
was such a big effort for him to restrain himself.

EPISODE 6

In the semi-dark room, he could clearly see her outline.
She was no doubt beautiful, like a goddess. She must be a
goddess, he thought. To compound his situation, her
b—–s were very firm; very firm and enticing. He felt
like grabbing them and running his mouth on the n—–s.
It was such a big effort for him to restrain himself.
He tried to talk about some of the challenges he faced
while studying in the university, hoping that would
distract him from thinking about her b—–s.
She talked about her childhood too. As a five year old
girl, she had come to realize that she had special power.
She was not enticed to boys, as a teenager, unlike her
peers.
‘With it surprise you to learn that I’m a V-rgin?’ she said.
He was completely surprised. ‘You don’t mean it!’
‘I do. I am and I love it that way.’
He could not say anything.
‘Now, I hope you know that it’s not only me you must not
have s€× with. For the next three days, you must not do it
with anybody.’
He sighed. ‘Okay.’
‘One more thing, there must be no masturbation; no
discharge of semen.’
He felt like swooning. ‘Okay,’ he muttered. He turned his
back to her. It was better he stopped seeing her enticing
figure. He must pass the test.
He was able to survive the first night of the test, but he
would never forget the experience. It was the longest
er-ction he ever had and by the
morning, he felt some pain on his manh-od. You have to
endure this for two more nights, he told himself.
By sheer determination, Tope was able to remain
steadfast in passing the test. In the morning after the
third night, he was pleased with himself.
He woke up six a.m and woke her up.
‘I’ve passed the test,’ he told her.
‘Yeah, congratulations.’ She stood up and started wearing
her t-shirt.
‘Can’t we do it now?’ he asked.
‘Do what?’
‘Can’t we make love?’
She shook her head. ‘Not when you have two more tests to
go.’
By sheer determination, Tope was able to remain
steadfast in passing the test. In the morning after the
third night, he was pleased with himself. He woke up six
a.m and woke her up.
‘I’ve passed the test,’ he told her.
‘Yeah, congratulations.’ She stood up and started wearing
her t-shirt.
‘Can’t we do it now?’ he asked.
‘Do what?’
‘Can’t we make love?’
She shook her head. ‘Not when you have two more tests to
go.’
‘Hmn.’ He remembered she had said something like that.
There was no need to hurry her. He would wait. ‘So,
what’s the second test?’
She grinned and wore a bum short under the top. ‘Be
patient,’ she said. ‘I’ll soon tell you.’
She went to the bathroom to brush her teeth. ‘I’m on
afternoon duty today, so I’ll be staying around till noon.’
‘No problem,’ he replied. ‘You can keep the spare key.’
She sat on the bed and stared at him. He stared back
anxiously.
‘Now, the second test.’
‘Yes, tell me.’
She nodded. ‘You’ll buy seven white handkerchiefs. From
today, you’ll sleep with seven different pr-stitutes. You’ll
use each of the
handkerchief a day to wipe your manh-od after the
intercourse, each handkerchief for the act. You must not
sleep with a particular one
twice. On the seventh day, you’ll bring the seven
handkerchiefs to me.’
Tope opened his mouth. ‘pr-stitutes? Did I hear you say
pr-stitutes?’
‘That’s right.’
‘What did you take me for?’ he demanded. ‘I’m a
decent guy, for heavens’ sake!’
‘Well, decent or not, that’s the second test.’
He stared at her. She had said it so calmly, as if she was
asking him to do a simple task like plucking seven
mangoes. He thought over
what she had said and shook his head. ‘Give me another
test. If you want me to sleep with you for another seven
days without s€×, all well
and good. I don’t want this second test you have given
me.’
She looked at him coolly. ‘Then, let’s call the wh0le thing
off. It’s either you do that, or you forget every other
thing.’
He sighed. His mind was busy. It would be an irony that he
as a journalist who had written against commercial s€×
business would be the
one to patronize s€× workers every day for the next seven
days. He sighed again. This lady could give him power and
wealth as she had
promised. Why back out now?
‘Alright,’ he said. ‘I’ll do it.’
‘You’re not to use any c-ndom,’ she added. ‘And make
sure your semen does not touch the handkerchief.’
He nodded again.
‘Good. That’s how to be a man.’

EPISODE 7

Tope sighed again. When he was going to work, he planned
how he would go about doing his second ‘test.’ He knew
some joints between his house and Ogba bus stop where
there commercial s€× workers. He would have to visit only
one joint and moved to another one the following day as
he must not sleep twice with a particular woman.
He bought a dozen of white handkerchiefs. He would be
picking them one by one and would keep the ones he had
used in a separate place. By seven in the evening, he
went to the closest one to his dark. When he got to the
bar, the place was already brimming with customers who
were coming in to enjoy the evening session.
He ordered for drinks of malt. He wasn’t taking alcohol
and it was a little bit odd that he was the only man not
drinking strong stuff at that very time. He could see some
of the s€× workers hovering around. Many were in skimpy
dresses and they tried to woo customers with their
coquettish looks. He beckoned at a slim but busty one. She
eagerly moved to his side.
‘Good evening,’ he greeted.
‘Good evening, lover boy,’ she answered.
He looked her all over. She was pretty, slim, but busty.
Yes, he would start with this lady.
‘How much d’you charge?’ he asked her.
‘It depend o, on what you want. Whether na short time,
or till day break. Whether we go do am here or you wan
carry me to your place.
Whether na quick s€× or you want rom-nce. Whether na
Mouth Gig or direct.’
There was no need he wasted time. ‘I want quick s€×,’ he
said.
She told him how much it would cost. He agreed without
argument.
‘Let’s go,’ she said eagerly.
He finished the last of his drink and followed her through
a dimly light passage to an equally dim room. There was a
small bed in the room, but they would not be using it.
She stretched her right hand towards him. ‘Oga, where my
pay?’
He understood it was pay before service. From his side
pocket, he brought out his purse and counted the amount
she had asked for.
‘Good,’ she said. ‘You be correct guy.’
She unzipped his trousers and held his d–k. It responded
immediately. She smiled at him, unzipped her short skirt
and pulled it down.
She turned her back to him and spread her legs. Her bum
rubbed against his p—k. He held her wa-ist from behind
and ins**ted his org-n into her waiting p—y. He was
surprised he was enjoying the act. His hands moved from
her wa-ist to her bum and back to her wa-ist as he banged
her. Within five minutes, it was all over. He quickly
withdrew his org-n as soon as he climaxed.
He asked for the toilet and went there. Then carefully,
he brought the handkerchief from his back pocket and
wiped his joystick. He folded the handkerchief and put it
back at the rear pocket. He smiled to himself at the
success of day one of his test.
Andy, Calista’s brother, who just came from Canada,
came to the hospital where his sister worked to see the
place. But beyond knowing where Calista worked, Andy
was there to see the beautiful nurse his sister had talked
about. Calista and Rita worked in the same hospital and
had told Rita how her brother would wish to take Rita to
Canada as his wife. Andy was approaching forty and one
of his reasons for visiting Nigeria was to pick a wife. His
sister had told him about a junior nurse in her working
place. He was told that Rita was cool, reserved and
decent, and would be a good wife.
When Calista first approached Rita and tried to watch-
make between her brother and the junior colleague, Rita
was unimpressive.
‘He is ready to take you to Canada ASAP,’ Calista had
said.
Rita remained unimpressive. Today, Andy himself came
around to see the unwilling Rita and to see how he could
woo her. He told his sister to call Rita as he would love to
have a chat with her. Rita went to meet him just to fulfill
righteousness. As soon as he saw her, he was convincingly
desirous of getting her as his own.
‘I don’t understand your unwillingness to accept me,’
Andy told Rita. ‘I’m very serious about marrying you and
taking you to Canada to be with me. I’m ready to see your
people now so that we can start formalizing the plan. I
really want to marry you.’
Rita sighed. ‘There’s nothing you have said which Nurse
Calista has not said. Just like I told her, I’m not
interested in marriage.’
Andy was confounded. ‘But how could you say you were
not interested in marriage. You’re not too young to
marry, are you?’
‘No, I’m not.’
‘So, why’re you saying you’re not interested? See, I’m
really serious about what I’m telling you. Let me show you
how serious I am.’ He removed his purse from his pocket,
opened it and counted out two hundred dollars. ‘Take
this and buy something. The moment you say yes to my
proposition, I will surprise you with many good things.’
Rita was reluctant to take the money from him. ‘Taking it
does not guarantee anything,’ she said.
‘Just take it,’ Andy urged.
She took the money. ‘Alright, I’ll think over your
proposition.’
‘Ah, thank you. I’ll be glad if your answer is positive.’
Andy was all smiles. ‘Er, can I have your number?’
Rita gave it to him. He was glad and hopeful the dollars
would do wonders and make her change her mind.
Doctor Sam passed the corridor where Andy was chatting
Rita up. He eyed her and moved on. Since the incident
some days ago when he had experienced temporary
partial paralysis, Sam had been keeping Rita at arm’s
length. The worse thing was he could not tell anybody
what he had experienced. He had the belief that nobody
would believe him.
Rita collected the money from Andy just for the sake of
collecting it. She knew what her mission was and it never
included going to Canada. If Andy liked, let him give her
one million dollars, that would not change Rita’s mind.
For the next days, Tope moved from one brothel to
another, meeting one s€× worker or the other. He decided
he might as well make the best out of the situation he
found himself. To this extent, he picked different
partners – the short, the slim, the fat, the tall and so on
– for his pleasure.
On the seventh day, he decided to go to Ikeja. The joint
was close to Isheri. Far from where he lived. As usual, he
ordered for malt drinks while he observed the activities
going on in the bar. The music of Fela Anikulapo titled
‘Lady’ was playing loudly. He swayed his body gently to
the music. A middle-aged man with a grin approached.

TBC

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