LIFE OF A CORPER EP24

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Episode 24

Me- “….Ella’s friend, what’s your name?”
Juliet- “so you have forgotten my name
again.
How many times will I tell you my name?”
Omoh, too many girls to remember. So most
times,
I can only afford to remember the ones
whom I a
have close relationship with. Even Einstein
no fit
recall all the names I hear on a daily basis.
Me- “I’m sorry. I won’t forget again. I
promise”
Juliet- “ok o. My name is Juliet”
We became friends and Ella spotted us
talking on
a few occasions but she didn’t suspect
anything,
or so it seemed.

A few days went bye and she was always
checking
on me every single day. One day, she
collected my
number and said she would call me that
night but
I didn’t hear from her. Next day, she said
she
was sorry that she didn’t have airtime to
call as
promised. If I hear say I use my money buy
credit
for naija girl … God forbid!.
I just collected her number and called her at
night. During the call, I asked if she had a
boyfriend and she said no. I asked if she
ever had
se:x, she said no that she’s a virgin (I pray
o!).
I told her that se:x is the sweetest thing in
the
world, she said her friends says so but that
she is
scared. Brothers, the lies that naija girls
blow
surprises even the devil himself. I then told
her
that I wanted her to visit me sometime she
said no
problem.
One day, Ella walked into my staff room and
didn’t greet me. I was alone. She started
running
her mouth and saying that I had betrayed
her.
She said she took Juliet’s phone and saw
our call log.
I didn’t really care, but I didn’t want any
gossips flying around, I needed to keep a
low
profile. I tried to brain-wash her but she
didn’t
let me. She just left angrily. That’s when I
knew
I had to sexvice Juliet soonest and close her
chapter or face Ella’s wrath and gossips.
Next day, Juliet didn’t check on me as usual
so I
knew that something was wrong… they
probably
must have had a quarrel or something. That
night
I called Juliet:
Me- “hi. Can you pay me a visit tomorrow?”
Juliet “sir, you’re sounding too serious. I
hope
there is no problem”
Of course! What’s more serious than
f**king?.
Oh, my bad…. dying is more serious though.
I kept fantasizing about the different
positions
that would suit her slim figure, devouring
her
small firm breas:ts, busting a nut on her
innocent
face, getting s----d by her thin lips.
Ironically,
this was as serious as death…. I was dying
to
f**k her.
Me- “no, no problems. I just wanted you to
come
around and help me with some academic
work”
Juliet- “are you sure it’s just that?”
Me- “maybe. I guess so”
Juliet- “I’m always busy on week days cuz I
have
siblings to look after till my mum gets back
from
the market. I’ll visit you on a Sunday. Hope
you’re not angry?”
Me- “no I’m not. Sunday is fine by me. Take
care.”
I remember that it was Tuesday night and I
could
not wait till Sunday to fulfill my fantasies
about
the very bad but Innocent looking Juliet.
Just
maybe, I could get lucky tomorrow and land
a
new girl to sexvice.
I had like 20 of them on my ‘hit-list’ and all
of
them were willing.
I went out to one of the neighbouring rooms
in
my compound to meet my homeboys. My
close
friend David travelled for a job. These were
also
my friends too, all three of them were
sharing one
room. These guys were hustlers trying to
make
something out of nothing.
Life wasn’t fair but I guess I was a little
luckier
than them. I could relate to their struggle
though. They were smoking w**d, getting
high,
watching a movie and playing music at the
same
time.
We talked and joked about a lot of things
(girls,
money, flexing) and they were really funny.
They
made me laugh and in that moment, all my
worries
were gone. F*k cash, f*k girls… nothing
compares to my homeboys. I stayed with
them till
it got real late and then decided to go in and
get
some sleep.
In my room, i put on Joe budden’s ‘mood
muzic 3’
mixtape and lay on my bed. Me and hip-hop
again… food to my soul.
I thought about Sandra.
I hadn’t being
seeing
her as frequently as before cuz she was
going for
a baptism program or something like that.
Last
time she called she said “I still love you”.
Yeah,
right. You can say that again
.
I was missing her but I was also gradually
learning to move on. Days of our lives.
Minutes
later, I drifted to dreamland.
Wednesday at school
I didn’t have any class to teach so I was
just
jisting and having good laughs with Mrs
venny (a
teacher and my staff-room mate).
We never talked anything about my
relationship
with the numerous girls that used to bug
and
flock around me. I wondered if she
suspected
anything.
Around 10 a:m, I sighted Juliet, she walked
past
my office and waved, swinging her hot slim
frame.
I waved back. My fantasies came alive
again. At
that moment, I just wished that everyone in
the
school would disappear so I could f**k her
right
now!.
Around a few minutes to break-time, I sent
for
Juliet. Mrs venny and nkechi (my two staff-
room
mates) were out to teach different classes.
She
came in, smiling.
Me- “do you have anything doing during
break?”
Juliet- “nothing.”
Me- “ok. I want us to go to my house. I
want
you to….”
Juliet- “no problem, I will go with you”
D--n! I don’t know where I got the courage
from but it worked!. The break lasts for only
30
minutes but that would be enough for a
quickie.
This was possibly my only opportunity. Odd
times
calls for odd decisions.
Almost immediately, the bell went off.
Break-
time. More like prison-break but this was
real life
and guess who’s playing Michael?. Lol. You
know
as e dey go na.
I would have to ‘break’ Juliet out of the
school
compound and take her home for a quick
sexvice.
I was nervous but my dic:k wasn’t … that
nigga
was erect as a cable pole… No conscience
whatsoever.
I looked Juliet in the eyes:
Me- “can we go now, are you ready?”
Juliet- “let me go and drop my books  in
class”
Two minutes had gone already, twenty eight
minutes left. I was waiting for Juliet…

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