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GODMOTHER (18+)

Godmother-Episode 40




‘Honey, wake up.’ She turned him on his back and his
deathly face remained unmoved. He was very still. At that
moment, Rita let out a scream.

The house maid was the first to hear her scream. She
rushed to the master bedroom. There, she saw her madam
holding her husband, shaking him and calling his name
amidst sobs.

‘I’ll like to take my bath now,’ Rita said as she moved to the
bathroom.

He only nodded. He was still dazed and was still thinking he
was in nightmare. He could hear her close the door of the
bathroom. He stood up from the bed and walked around the
large bedroom. Was all this real? She had told him it was
real, and he was beginning to fell so. He went to the
window and looked through. It was day time now and the
street was getting busy. From his view from the first floor
two-bedroom flat, every other thing looked normal, except him.
He went to the mirror to check the new look again. It was
the face of a handsome young man of about thirty years.

Amazing! This must be a fantasy. So, Tope was no more.

But wait a minute, what if Tope was alive and this person
standing before the mirror happened to be a split
personality? What if …?

There were many other questions. He was unsettled. This
was the kind of mystery he had read in a fantasy story
years ago. How could this practically be happening to him?

He moved from the bedroom to the sitting-room. It was
the way he had known her sitting-room to be. He could
hear the horning of a bike from the adjoining street.

Everything seemed real. He returned to the bed-room.

She had finished her bath and was back inside.
‘I’m off today, and I will not be going to work,’ she
announced.

‘You still work in that hospital?’ he asked.
‘Yes.’

She brought out a body cream and started applying it on
her body.

‘So, if I’m not Tope, who am I?’ he asked.

She smiled at him. ‘You can decide what name you want.’

He chuckled to himself. This was fantastic and fabulous.

‘But if you ask me, I will choose Dave,’ she put in.

That was not far from his surname, his former surname,
Davies.

‘Let us assume this is real, Dave is not a bad name.’

‘So, let’s settle for Dave, darling.’
He nodded.

By ten o’clock that morning, the news break finally went on
air on many radio and television stations. It was with shock
and sadness to announce the death of Tope Davies, Minister
of State for Mass Media. The young ebullient and energetic
young man died in his sleep. A post mortem examination
would be conducted to ascertain the cause of death. He was
such a lively and committed young man who wanted to do
his best for his fatherland….

Tope, now Dave, watched the news in Rita’s sitting-room
on a local television station. She was perched by his side
and held his hand. He sighed deeply, still wondering if he
was in a dreamland. So that was it. That was the end of his
wealth and power. He had achieved a lot in a short while
and suddenly, he had come to the end. This was pathetic.

He sighed.

‘You can still live with me for years,’ she was saying. ‘You
can still live for years.’

He turned to stare at her. ‘Just who are you?’ he asked.

‘You should know by now. I’m from the spirit world, and
you’re my man.’

He shook his head. Maybe he was, indeed, in a dreamland.

Maybe he would soon wake up from the slumber and come
back to reality.

Maybe.

The End.




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GODMOTHER (18+)

Godmother-Episode 37




By five a.m., he was in the guest room with the mat,
torchlight, his phone and a bottle of water. He calculated
that he would be sitting for nothing less than twenty-two
hours. Twenty-two solid hours! It was not going to be easy
but he must stay alive.

He put the mat in a way that his back would rest against
the wall. The bottle of water and other things he had
brought were all within his arm reach. He would be
switching the phone of for now, but later when it was dark,
he would be switching it on to monitor the time. He made
one last visit to the toilet and then sat on the mat.

It was his longest ever sitting position. His back ached and
he felt stiffness over his bones, but he must remain seated.

He must remain alive.

Rita was not completely rest assured by her husband. She
felt she just had to do something about his predicament,
but what could she do? Her mind hovered between going
to see her pastor and going to see the old man Aunty
Wunmi had taken her to. At the end, she decided to see the
old man. After all, he appeared to be powerful too.

She got to the old man’s house about noon.

‘Thank God, I meet you in the house,’ she said.

‘Welcome, my daughter,’ he replied. ‘Hope all is well.’

She shook her head. ‘I don’t think all is well. It’s about my
husband again.’

‘What about him? Don’t tell me he’s still saying he will go
ahead and marry the other woman?’

‘Oh, no. it’s not that. This is an entirely different problem
altogether.’ She went on to tell her the old man how her
husband had said a danger was looming over his life, but he
had taken some precaution.

‘In addition to what he’s doing, is there no way I can help
him? Is there no way you can protect him and shield him
from danger and doom?’

The old man sighed deeply. He was silent for several
moments as if he was communing with certain invisible
powers. Finally, he looked up and grinned.

‘Let us leave him with the protection he has sought. I think
at the end of the day, all will be well with him.’

‘Baba, are you sure all will be alright with him?’

The man emphatically nodded. ‘Don’t you trust me again?

All will be alright with him.’

Rita smiled and hoped the man was right. She peeled off
handsome sum of money, handed it to the man, and left the
place. The baba must be right, she told herself. He was
powerful and he must be right.
In the room where he had sequestered himself, he
intermittently dozed off and on, but his butt0ckz remained
on the mat. When it got dark, he remained wide awake. At a
time he switched on the phone, it was quarter past nine. He
grinned to himself. He had less than three hours more to
remain on the mat. Time ticked on. He checked the time on
the phone again. It was twenty-five minutes past eleven.

Less than an hour to go. Even as he was there, he could not
help thinking about Rita (Iye) and how his chanced meeting
with her had changed his life. In reminiscence, he realized
that he had acted so selfishly and covetously. If he had
obeyed the simple directive that he should be faithful to
his wife, all these troubles would not have arisen.

Then he wondered, what exactly would happen if Iye had
her way. The alfa had said she was waiting for him. Waiting
for him where?

Time ticked on.

When it was a couple of minutes to twelve mid-night,
everywhere suddenly became pitch dark. He became
immobile. Then, there were glints of light and he saw three
women clad in red clothes that were tied from their chest
to their knees. They were the same women he saw years
ago when he was going through his third ‘test’ with Iye.

The one in the middle spoke. She called his name three
times. ‘Get up from that mat you’re sitting on,’ she
commanded.

He did not want to answer her. He knew he was just a
minute away from life. He would have loved to ignore her,
but he could not. A force pulled him off to his feet and
away from the mat.

‘That’s good,’ the same woman spoke. ‘She’s waiting for
you. You can now be together.’

The three women disappeared while he fell into a deep

sleep.




To be continued

GODMOTHER (18+)

Godmother-Episode 37




By five a.m., he was in the guest room with the mat,
torchlight, his phone and a bottle of water. He calculated
that he would be sitting for nothing less than twenty-two
hours. Twenty-two solid hours! It was not going to be easy
but he must stay alive.

He put the mat in a way that his back would rest against
the wall. The bottle of water and other things he had
brought were all within his arm reach. He would be
switching the phone of for now, but later when it was dark,
he would be switching it on to monitor the time. He made
one last visit to the toilet and then sat on the mat.

It was his longest ever sitting position. His back ached and
he felt stiffness over his bones, but he must remain seated.

He must remain alive.

Rita was not completely rest assured by her husband. She
felt she just had to do something about his predicament,
but what could she do? Her mind hovered between going
to see her pastor and going to see the old man Aunty
Wunmi had taken her to. At the end, she decided to see the
old man. After all, he appeared to be powerful too.

She got to the old man’s house about noon.

‘Thank God, I meet you in the house,’ she said.

‘Welcome, my daughter,’ he replied. ‘Hope all is well.’

She shook her head. ‘I don’t think all is well. It’s about my
husband again.’

‘What about him? Don’t tell me he’s still saying he will go
ahead and marry the other woman?’

‘Oh, no. it’s not that. This is an entirely different problem
altogether.’ She went on to tell her the old man how her
husband had said a danger was looming over his life, but he
had taken some precaution.

‘In addition to what he’s doing, is there no way I can help
him? Is there no way you can protect him and shield him
from danger and doom?’

The old man sighed deeply. He was silent for several
moments as if he was communing with certain invisible
powers. Finally, he looked up and grinned.

‘Let us leave him with the protection he has sought. I think
at the end of the day, all will be well with him.’

‘Baba, are you sure all will be alright with him?’

The man emphatically nodded. ‘Don’t you trust me again?

All will be alright with him.’

Rita smiled and hoped the man was right. She peeled off
handsome sum of money, handed it to the man, and left the
place. The baba must be right, she told herself. He was
powerful and he must be right.
In the room where he had sequestered himself, he
intermittently dozed off and on, but his butt0ckz remained
on the mat. When it got dark, he remained wide awake. At a
time he switched on the phone, it was quarter past nine. He
grinned to himself. He had less than three hours more to
remain on the mat. Time ticked on. He checked the time on
the phone again. It was twenty-five minutes past eleven.

Less than an hour to go. Even as he was there, he could not
help thinking about Rita (Iye) and how his chanced meeting
with her had changed his life. In reminiscence, he realized
that he had acted so selfishly and covetously. If he had
obeyed the simple directive that he should be faithful to
his wife, all these troubles would not have arisen.

Then he wondered, what exactly would happen if Iye had
her way. The alfa had said she was waiting for him. Waiting
for him where?

Time ticked on.

When it was a couple of minutes to twelve mid-night,
everywhere suddenly became pitch dark. He became
immobile. Then, there were glints of light and he saw three
women clad in red clothes that were tied from their chest
to their knees. They were the same women he saw years
ago when he was going through his third ‘test’ with Iye.

The one in the middle spoke. She called his name three
times. ‘Get up from that mat you’re sitting on,’ she
commanded.

He did not want to answer her. He knew he was just a
minute away from life. He would have loved to ignore her,
but he could not. A force pulled him off to his feet and
away from the mat.

‘That’s good,’ the same woman spoke. ‘She’s waiting for
you. You can now be together.’

The three women disappeared while he fell into a deep

sleep.




To be continued

GODMOTHER (18+)

Godmother-Episode 31




He felt encouraged by that, but how would he say it? He must not reveal too much about Iye, just as he had done to
Rita. He told Zay about his ‘spiritual mother’ and how she
had warned him to desist from extra marital affairs.

‘I couldn’t resist you. With you, I’ve been having the extra marital affairs, and now she’s threatening to deal seriously
with me,’ he concluded.

To his utmost surprise, Zaynab looked at him amusedly and
burst out laughing.

‘Hey, it’s not funny,’ he said. ‘Believe me, this is very
serious.’
‘Really? You looked so pathetic when you were saying it.’

He shook his head. ‘It’s because you don’t know the woman.
She’s a very powerful one. If you know her, you wouldn’t
laugh like that.’

‘Alright, I’m sorry if it looks like I’m trying to trivialize the
issue. But, really, you don’t have to look like that. This is a
very simple matter that has a simple solution.’

He looked intently at her. ‘You think it has a simple
solution?’

‘Of course.’ She smiled warmly to reassure him. ‘Look,
there’s an alfa I can take you to. He is a specialist in
matters like this.’

He became very interested. ‘Really?’

‘Yes, Alfa Ousmanou will handle a case like this with ease.’

‘Then, you have to take me there as soon as possible. I just
have to stop this woman’s breathing down on my neck.’

‘Taking you there is no problem. Just create a time. When
you’re ready, let me know.’

‘Tomorrow, I’ll let you know when we’ll go. There’s no point
in wasting time. This is an urgent matter. I’ll definitely give
you a call to arrange for
going there.’

The following day, he called her that by four o ‘clock, they
should go to the place. Of course he would be going only
with his driver and a police orderly. They went to Zay’s
office to pick her. She instructed her driver to drive the car
home. The Alfa lived in one humble bungalow at Kubwa.

The man listened to Tope well, occasionally nodding his
head.

‘You have come to the right place,’
 he said. ‘What you have
said is quite tough, because I can see that the woman is the
one controlling your destiny. All the same, we can do
something that will break you away from her yoke. Listen
to me very well. You’re to bring seven black she-goats. In
addition, you’ll bring seventy thousand naira on each of the
goats. Then, you’ll pay seven hundred and seventy seven
thousand, seven hundred naira. That is all.’

‘Are you sure once I do all these, I will be free from her grip
forever?’

‘Don’t ask questions like that because it means you’re
doubting. Do what I say and you’ll see the amazing results.’

‘I shall do what you ask for without delay. Tomorrow, I will
bring all the requirements to you.’

He had departed the place a happy man. Zaynab played
pivotal role in getting guys that would buy the she-goats.

The afternoon of the
following day, they were back to the alfa’s house. The man
was impressed with the alacrity of Tope’s response.

‘Ah, my friend, your job is already done. Wait.’ He went into
an inner room and soon emerged with a piece of cloth.

‘Take,’ he stretched his hand to him.

Tope took the piece of cloth, staring at it.

‘For the next three days, make sure you sleep on it. You can
place it on your bed when you want to sleep. When she
appears to you in dream, don’t be afraid. Tell her boldly
that you have severed your ties with her. That is all.

Congratulations for your victory in advance.’


To be continued

GODMOTHER (18+)

Godmother-Episode 19.




He held her by the waist like the passion was just building up, but he was already exhausted. They collapsed on the bed together.


‘Ah, my Tope is back in action,’ she exclaimed to herself.


‘My Sade is riding on again,’ he reciprocated, quite breathless.
‘I won’t let you slip off,’ she said. ‘No woman has more
right to you than I do.’


He thought it was a joke, so he only smiled. She was with him throughout the night, and they had an all-night sexual
binge. The following
morning just before she departed, he gave her a bundle of one thousand naira notes.


She was wide-eyed in surprise. Just the previous day, he had given her more than enough. Now, this again. But that
exactly was what she
wanted.


‘Thank you, honey,’ she gushed, giving him a long kiss.


‘One thing is this,’ he said, looking serious. ‘I hope you’re
on pills. I don’t want to hear anything about pregnancy.’


She grinned at his comment.


Later about noon, he took the mid-day flight and was back in Abuja.


Tope’s new job gave him more exposure and experience.


Within six months on the job, he had traveled with the Minister to Geneva, New York
and Tokyo. He had also been to Guinea and Sierra Leone for regional meetings. He was now close to power and power brokers.
The job also gave him a lot of exposure to political intrigues. He attributed this experience to his godmother, Iye. He had
seriously tried to compensate her,
but she remained impassive.


‘Let me open hospital for you,’ he had told her. ‘With your experience as a professional nurse, I’m sure that should not
be a problem.’


She shook her head. ‘Don’t worry, when the time comes, I will make a demand on what I want you to do for me.’


Tope’s new job gave him more exposure and experience.


Within six months on the job, he had traveled with the Minister to Geneva, New York and Tokyo. He had also been to Guinea and Sierra Leone for regional meetings. He was now close to power and power brokers. The job also gave
him a lot of exposure to political intrigues. He attributed this experience to his godmother, Iye. He had seriously
tried to compensate her, but she remained impassive.


‘Let me open hospital for you,’ he had told her. ‘With your
experience as a professional nurse, I’m sure that should not
be a problem.’


She shook her head. ‘Don’t worry, when the time comes, I will make a demand on what I want you to do for me.’


He went on to work for the Minister as SSA for two years.
He continued to work as diligent as ever.


The daughter that
Rita bore for him, Oyin Ruth, was over a year and half old, and they looked forward to having another child.


Rita wanted to go back to school, but he had discouraged her.


Instead, he opened a big clothing store for her in the capital city.


One thing his wife admired him for was the fact
that he made sure she and her daughter lived in complete luxury.
Some months ago, Zaynab announced that she would be getting married. A senator had decided to make her his third wife and Zaynab said she would take the offer! That
was the end of his affair with her. Sade too came with the announcement that an American based Nigerian was ready
to take her to the altar. It seemed these occurrences had left him with his wife.


But that was not to be. He realized his libido had gone higher and he always had the urge to use call girls.


Undergraduates, corporate ladies and other women of easy virtues became his regulars. He would take them to hotels
or guest houses. Under the guise of coming to Lagos for business, he would camp one lady or the other in his Lagos
house. He saw all this as big pleasure and source of enjoyment.
In Lagos, one of his regulars was Linda, a pretty twenty- three year old lady who also had passion for weird sex.


Linda was very good in the act and she never seemed to get tired.
Just the way she had been satisfying him, he too had tried to satisfy her materially. He spoilt her with money and other gifts.
This weekend, he would be in Lagos ‘for business’. He was in his duplex by eight p.m. and Linda was already waiting
for him. He had instructed the security man to give her access to the house. She was lounging in the sitting-room
when he came in.


‘Hello, sweetheart,’ she said, coming to give him a short welcome kiss.


‘Hello, my dear.’


She took his small travelling bag from and they went to the bedroom upstairs. He unlocked the door and they were
inside.


‘How was Abuja and how was your flight?’ she asked.


‘Fine. How’s Lagos?’


‘We dey o.’


He removed his clothes. ‘I can hardly wait to lay my hands
on you,’ he said.


She giggled. ‘Well, for your information, I can hardly wait for you to lay your hands on me.’


He stripped to his boxer.


‘You’re still in your clothes. What are you waiting for?’


‘Don’t worry now. I dey for you.’ She pointed at the bed. ‘I
want you to lie on it and watch me as I UnCloth for you.’


He grinned. ‘Yeah, that will be interesting.’


He lay on his back while she removed her top, her mini skirt, the bra and, lastly the pantie.
‘I fell like giving you a Mouth Action,’ she said.


He nodded. ‘That will be fine.’


She held his rooster and put it in her mouth while he groaned pleasantly and closed his eyes. She teased, licked and s—-d the organ and he felt
wave of excitement all over him.
But she knew how she
would do it so that he would not come. They were still at it
when his phone rang. He
ignored it. How would it be that when he was in serious pleasure was when someone chose to call him? He closed
his eyes and savored the
excitement Linda was giving him.



The door to the bedroom was suddenly opened and someone barged in.




To be continued

GODMOTHER (18+)

Godmother-Episode 17






He smiled and nodded. Annabel cried when he was leaving,


but he had to go. He went to his old house to take some
money. According to Iye, even if he had no need to spend
money, he must continually spend from the money. He left
the house and went back to the hotel he was lodging at
Ikeja. His phone rang. It was from Sade.


‘Hello, Tope dear,’ she said. ‘I was wondering if I could come
and say hello to you in your hotel’


He grinned to himself. ‘Well, that will be alright.’


‘What if I come by seven this evening?’ she asked.


He sighed and nodded. ‘That will be cool.’


Few minutes after seven p.m., Sade knocked at the door of
his hotel room. A minute ago, the receptionist had called to
inform that a Miss Sade
was wishing to see him and he had asked that the lady be
directed to his room. Now, she was here.


‘Good evening,’ she greeted.
‘Good evening.’


He had already set a bottle of wine and two glasses on the
center table. She was happy that he had made it look like a
grand welcome.


‘How’s Annabel?’ he asked.
‘She’s fine. I’ve taken her to my aunt.’


He poured wine to fill the glasses. Then he handed her one.


His eyes went to study her. Sade was dressed in a fitting
‘ankara’ skirt and blouse.


Her hair was well-made and packed. He had no doubt that
she was out to make an impression on him.


‘You must be enjoying Abuja well,’ she pointed out. See as
you dey shine.’


‘Really?’


‘Yeah.’
He shrugged. ‘Thanks. The truth is you’re looking gorgeous
too.’


She smiled at him. ‘Thanks.’


They sipped their drinks in silence.


‘Maybe we should be together again,’ she suggested.
He grinned. ‘My dear Sade, you know that will not be
possible.’


She looked at him as if puzzled. ‘Why? Why is it not possible again?’


‘For God’s sake, I’m married to another lady.’
‘That shouldn’t stop us.’


He looked at her sharply. ‘What are you saying?’


She smiled. ‘What I’m saying is it’s not late for us to be lovers again.’
He shook his head but said nothing.


‘I loved you before she did,’ she added.


He grinned again.


‘And I know inside me that you still want me.’


He raised his brow. ‘How could you tell?’


‘It’s obvious, isn’t it?’


‘I don’t think so.’


‘You don’t want a lady and you invited her to your hotel
room? Come on.’


‘Maybe, it’s just to chat.’


He sighed and added. ‘Getting intimate with you will lead
us nowhere.’


‘Maybe it will.’


‘It won’t. I’m married, Sade.’


‘I know. I’m not stopping your marriage.’


He had thought Sade was the perfect lady for him years
ago. It was love at first sight and he had tried within his
limited means to satisfy her,


but financially, she was insatiable.
‘I’ve learnt my mistake and I’m ready to make amends,’ she

was saying.




To be continued

GODMOTHER (18+)

Godmother-Episode 11




Yes, yes, I’m rich!’ he told himself. He would still have to
dress up and go to the office. He would have to drop his
letter of resignation. Before leaving, he put two bundles of
the one thousand naira notes in his bag. He would need to
buy some wears and upgrade his wardrobe. Henceforth,
level had changed and it would reflect in his lifestyle. As he
made for his car, he decided he would have to sell it off and
buy a better model.

By few minutes to eight that morning, he was in the cubicle
office he shared with four colleagues. He started writing
the letter of resignation. Utomi, one of the administrative
assistants came to meet him.
‘Oga wants to see you,’ Utomi said.

‘Which oga?’

‘Chief,’ Utomi replied simply.
He was referring to Chief Dele, the publisher of NewsPeak.

Now, that must be important. Chief Dele would only send
for you when the matter was exigent. Tope suspended the
letter he was writing and went to the first floor to meet the
man.

From the anteroom of the publisher’s office, Tope was
directed to meet Chief Alfred Dele. He was an ebullient man
who had connections
with the high and the mighty in the society. He was always
on the move, nationally and internationally.

‘Ha, Tope Davies, good to see you,’ Dele said. He extended
his hands for a handshake. Tope took it with a slight bow.

‘Sit down, please.’ Dele offered him a seat.

Tope thanked his boss and sat down.

‘I must say you’re a lucky chap,’ Dele said. ‘Just a few
minutes ago, I received a call from the Chief press
secretary to Her Excellency, the
First Lady. The C.P.S informed that the first lady had seen
your documentary on child prostitution and was very impressed.’

Tope’s face lit up in excitement. ‘Oh, thank God for that,’ he
said.

‘Yes. Now, the First Lady is asking that you come and join
her N.G.O as Programme Officer.’

Tope could not believe his ears. ‘Really?’
‘Yes. The Press secretary has requested that I send him
your number. He will then call you. Congratulations for
your efforts and
congratulations that you’ll be joining them at the
Presidency.’ Once again, Dele extended his hand for a
handshake.

Tope took it excitedly. The news was a pleasant surprise.

‘Thank you, sir,’ he said. ‘Let me write my number for you,
sir.’

He was given a jotter and he wrote his numbers down. As
he returned to his cubicle office, Tope decided that there
was no need he rushed
to be his own boss. Working for the N.G.O would be a very
worthwhile experience. He would tarry with his plan to
start something on his
own. He had hardly entered his office and settled down
when a call came in.
He was given a jotter and he wrote his numbers down. As
he returned to his cubicle office, Tope decided that there
was no need he rushed to be his own boss. Working for the
N.G.O would be a very worthwhile experience. He would
tarry with his plan to start something on his own. He had
hardly entered his office and settled down when a call came
in.

‘Is that Mr. Tope Davies?’ the caller wanted to know.

‘Yes. Who’s on the line, please?’

‘I’m Azzez Issa, Chief Press Secretary to Her Excellency, the
first lady. Your publisher gave me your number. Her
Excellency was impressed with the articles and expose you
did on child prostitution and she would like you to work for
her N.G.O as Program Officer. Send me your account name
and number so that I’ll send some morning to you that
you’ll use fir flight. You’ll be starting the job from Monday,
as you’re expected by eight in the morning. When you get
to the villa, tell them you have appointment with Azzez
Issa, in the Office of the First Lady. In case of any difficulty,
this is my number. Call me.’

Tope grinned to himself. ‘Thank you, sir. Thank you very
much. I’ll send the account details promptly.’

‘Alright.’

He whistled to himself again. Things were certainly going at
fast pace. Within the last 18 hours, he had experienced a
lot. He wondered if it
was coincidence that the Abuja job offer was coming now,
or it was part of the fortune Iye said she would give him.
His doubts were
cleared with the next call he received. Iye was on the line.

‘Congratulations for your Abuja job,’ she said. He was
stupefied.

‘How did you know?’ he asked.

‘How will I not know?’

‘I was about to tell you.’ Now, he was certain she brought
the luck to him. ‘Thank you for everything, Iye. You’re too
much.’

‘It’s okay. I hope you won’t forget Rita.’
‘Forget? Lailai. I’m going to marry her. I’m going to do
anything you ask me to do.’

‘Alright.’

‘Thank you, Iye. Thank you very much.’
‘Okay, bye.’

How would he forget about Rita? He was ready to marry
her, even right now! He remembered he was expected to
send his account details
to the man that called from Abuja. This, he promptly did.

Then, he went to meet his editor and explained the Abuja
connection to him.
Chucks expressed surprise and delight. He congratulated
Tope and told him to ‘remember Lagos boys.’ Tope left his
office and drove to
Ikeja. At a popular shopping mall, he bought about a dozen
of shirts, four pairs of trousers, two pairs of shoes and
some boxers for himself.

He had carefully selected the quality shirts he bought.

After that, he drove to an eatery and bought two packs of
food. Thereafter, he drove back home. He checked to see if
Rita’s number he
stored was on in the phone. It was. He called her.

‘Hello, Rita. How’re you?’

‘I’m fine. Who’s on the line, please?’
‘This is the man that took you to his Ogba home some days
ago. I …’

‘I’m sorry, I don’t do that kind of business again,’ she said.



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Godmother-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 sex.’


He looked shocked. ‘Three nights on the same bed with a lady and there must be no sex?’ he asked incredulously.


‘Yes. Three nights on the same bed with a lady and there must be no sex. That is the first test.’


He thought over what she had said. That should not be a problem, should it? The sex 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 sex 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 sex 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 relationship 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 whole thing
to be more difficult. Already he had been fighting an erection. He switched off the
light, but the realization that the lady beside him was Unclad made the erection 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.


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Godmother-Episode 4




‘I’m pleased to meet you, and I hope this will be the beginning of a relationship 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 relationship,’ 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 relationship 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 relationship 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.






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