A story written by Flow1759… If you missed part Seventeen, read it HERE
“make una bring water na” Man shouted fidgety. His shouting didn’t move me an inch, i just concentrated on getting more meat than Brainbox.
After the meat “challenge”, this was the scores: Flow 3- Brainbox 5. I wasn’t happy Brainbox got more meat than me.
Like the cliche goes, “like minds, reason alike”. I and Brainbox were wise enough not to eat any of the meat, instead we kept them all in our pockets, in other not to arose suspicions.
Water was sprinkled on Baba jay, and he returned to the land of the living coughing.
We all sighed with relief that our most precious Baba jay had “resurected”.
It was time to continue eating the delicious “Ofe Ogbono”.
“i dey come make i go piss” Brainbox excused himself, “me sef wan go piss” i said instantly before i would turn out to be the scape goat.
Brainbox dashed out of the room with the speed of light, i followed. We both ran as if we were in a 100metre race. “thief!! Thief!! Catch them!! Ole!! Ndi oshi!!” were the voices i heard shouting from inside.
What we never knew was that a tragedy awaited us outside.
We found nowhere convinient enough to seat and munch our meat but the Backyard.
We sat beside Kate’s window. We brought out the meat, held it on our hands and was about to start eating it when i heard, “aaaaaah! Aaaaah!! U are almost there!! Harder!! Harder!! Aaaaaah” Kate was moaning noisily. Initially i thought it was from the Tv, maybe she was watching a B’lue f’ilm.
It was a B’lue f’ilm of course, a B’lue f’ilm with Kate acting the “lead role” and a pot bellied Man acting the “supporting role”, while I and Brainbox were acting the role of “Waka pass”.
The pot bellied Man was trying hard to satisfy Kate, all to no avail.
The Pot bellied Man that was old enough to be Kate’s Dad was on top while Kate was below. Seeing Kate’s succulent b’reast made my “Johnny bravo” stood at attention.
“harder!! Harder!! Harder!!” Kate the “Commander in Chief of bedmatics” commanded.
“Kate go kill person papa oh” i tot. From the corner of my eyes, i saw that Branbox was keenly watching the s*x scene as if he was watching a movie in the Cinema.
We had practically forgotten we were holding meat in our hands.
“harder!! Harder!! Harder!!” the Commander in Chief commanded again. As i heard the word “harder” this time, my d’ick stood harder as if i was the one f”ucking her.
“harder!! Harder!! Harder!! Harder!!” the Commander in Chief commanded yet again pissing me off, because i couldn’t imagine a lady Commanding me to give it to her “harder”. I would simply give it to her “hardest”.
“harder!! Harder!!” Commander Kate commanded even yet again, this time i couldn’t help but said, “give the babe harder na” in a low voice.
I instantly felt like chewing back my words, but it had already flew to Kate’s hearing. They already heard what i said.
There was instant silence both on their part and on our part. I tot we were safe. I was wrong, we weren’t safe.
Kate stood up, removed the boiling ring from the bucket of water she left boiling.
“dis one wan go baf, dem don wayah her finish, she wan go baf hot water” so i tot.
And, “poooooaaaaaah!!” she poured the content of the bucket on us.
The water wasn’t just hot, it was piping hot.
“chineke moh!! I don die oh!! Yeeeeeeh!!” I and Brainbox shouted and fled.
Meat wey we thief, we no even chop am sef.
To Be Continued…