MY LIFE AT THIRTY
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? EPISODE 39 ?
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By Princess ?
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My relationship with Aminat opened a new chapter in my life, i thought i had seen it all in Aisha when i dated her but Aminat was so different. She took me to another level entirely, i never bargained for what i was going through with Aminat.
She has this novice face that mere looking at her you will think that she was someone who doesn’t know anything but deep down, she was something else. S£x is just like a food between both of us and i always look forward to it, hardly do we do without S£x on a daily basis, the only way we would not have S£x was not to sight each other and the funniest thing was, it was always without protection, do i even know what they call protection in the first place.
Back in school, i remembered the first day i attended class with my shaved hair and long jean trouser with a pair of sneakers, everybody were just staring at me, they looked at me in amazement, none of them could approach me and the only person that did was Tayo who told me i was looking handsome with my new me. I remembered going to my level adviser for the first time with my new look, he looked at me and asked if i was okay and i told him i was fine and doing well.
Prayer? What do they call that again? I only pray whenever am in the presence of people and i don’t want them to see me as if i don’t pray again. Alcohol was now normal thing for me as i drink at any available time. Is it only alcohol? Hell No, i remembered anytime we decided to have crazy S£x, we will lock ourselves in her room, drink bottles of red label and any other drinks at our disposal, smoke weed and go crazy with different style. We always make sure house was dry anytime we want to smoke in her room.
Another thing that is worthy of mentioning was the fact that, i was now addicted to Adult movie.
Aminat was making sure I was very okay. Her father was a king in Lagos, they satisfied her with all her needs and my closeness to her made me realized she doesn’t even take academics serious at all and that has started affecting me too because i hardly attend class again.
I was becoming emotionally attached to Aminat because i was seriously enjoying our relationship, i didn’t know either to call it love or lust. I don’t know if she feels the same way about me because we never for once discussed it, we never even mentioned the word “i love you” to each other no matter how high or how drunk we were together.
I was getting used to night life too, I got to know so many guys through Aminat and most of them not in our school, there are some Kwara poly students (Male and Female) that I knew through her. Bode would come to pick us most times for night out. Aside from being in school, Bode already has a business to his name, he has two filling stations and a hotel in Ilorin town, and sincerely I don’t know the reason why he was schooling in Nigeria.
There was this particular Sekxual adventure that happened between me and Aminat one day like that, it was on a Saturday, we went to flour garden to relax ourselves, we left the place around 6pm because Aminat said she wanted to go and collect something from one of her friends in Oke-Ose, that her friend was a Kwara Poly student. She said someone sent something to her from abroad and it was that her friend that picked the stuff on her behalf from Lagos. She insisted i go with her, that what was it i wanted to go and do at home.
We took a cab to Sango and from there took another cab going to oke-oyi and we dropped at oke-ose, we crossed to the other side of the road and started walking down a street then we entered a house with black gate in front of it. She knocked at the door and the person asked who was it and she shouted “Open the door jhoor ode”, “mad lady, you are here already, thought you said you were in flower garden” the lady responded, the lady ws putting on a bump short and a male singlet, my J0yst!ck responded immediately but i tried to hide it inside.
Aminat: Meet my friend Rahman…what is that your name sef ode
Lady: You dey craze wallahi…..am Cynthia jare handsome, nice meeting you
Me: Its my pleasure..
Aminat: where my stuff oga, i hope you never steal part of my things sha…
Cynthia brought out a bag and told her those were the thing that was given to her, i couldn’t help but stare at Cynthia’s beauty, she was the most beautiful girl i ever set my eyes on, nice shape, she was tall, fair from head to toe, she was so neat, she has a medium size b0s0m bigger than Aminat’s own and a perfect butt0ckz to match it. Aminat caught me as i was staring at her friend in amazement so many times, i was carried away with my thought.
Rahman, Rahman, “shouted” Rahman…i was brought me back to life, this one you are looking at my friend with lust, kilode? Don’t go and kill yourself ooo..This one na your mama ooo, no go look there at all…The lady busted into laughter and said “not up to that jhoor Ammy”, “you too like my friend, you want give am chop?”
Aminat said…..”let us see what he has under his belt now, let’s see if it’s as handsome as he is”.
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