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Adanna: The Mysterious Aba Girl || Brouhaha In The House Of God || Brouhaha In The House Of God 2: the guardian angel || Fucking With The Devil || My Woman My Everything || The Carpenter, The Witch And The Mysterious Mirrow || The Mysterious Twenty Thousand Naira || There And Back On Time: Germany Dilemma || Adanna 2 : Seeds of Adanna || Deji The Pool Boy || The Private Lesson Teacher || The Tales Of Ozila Laveda And The Bank || The Preachers Son || Adesuwa || There And Back On Time Season 2: Europe Wahala || Brouhaha In The House Of God 3: Road to hell ||Sex And The City || Fausat The Fish Seller || Who Love Me Most || Witches And Wizards || The Magnificent Brothers season one || Confession Of Funnab Yahoo Boy || Honest Illusion || Sex Robbery And Delivery Service || Once Upon A Nite Stand || My I.T Sexcapade || Murica My River Wife || How I Cherish My Sister || A Clarion Call To Confusion || Adanna3: The Sacrifice || Secrets And Scandals || The Magnificent Brothers 2 || Sins Of My Past || Diary Of An Assistant Girlfriend || Allen Avenue: Story Of A Call Worker || Cassandra || Church Rats || The University Prestos || The Curious Case Of Boda Meko || Dark Tears Of Babylon || An Ace For Oscar || The Coffin Of Errors || A Merry Chrismax || The Nemesis Of Daddy || Me And My Supernatural Girlfriend || The Road To Stardom || Three Days To Remember || || heart of a lucifer || Murica 2: How Do I Return || Three Days to remember 2 || Brother Paul || My Imsu Desire || Diana the mermaid || Belinda: tender beauty || The Darkest Hour || The Darkest Hour 2 || The Last Smile || Omolara's Faith || Blinkered || Behind Her Smile || Bukky Alakara ||Intermission: The Love ||The University Prestos || M.A.R.Y || The President Son And I || Abominable Act || In The Dark || Act Of Faith || Act Of Faith 2 ||Mr Rajas Daughter 2 || Shattered Dreams || Adanna 4: Unavoidable Nemesis || Brouhaha In The House Of God 4: Die Another Day || Brouhaha In The House Of God 5: Judgement Day || Brouhaha In The House Of God 6: Political War ONGOING STORIES
Tarasha || Endless Tears || 7 Days || The Hole In The Wall || Behind Her Veil || Married || Maimed Soul || Belinda 2 || I Fell In Love || M.A.R.Y 2 || There And Back On Time 3 : The Shadow Chase || Is It A Sin || Is It A Sin 2 || Is It A Sin 3 || Isabella : In Love With A Mermaid || Once A Lover || There And Back On Time 3: The Shadow Chase || The President Son And I : 2 || Fierce || Ownets Adventure || Brouhaha in the house of God 7: Retaliation || Apocalypse: The Second Coming

20. The Handwritting On The Wall

Matthew left for work after midday and it

was me and Nnenna all alone in the

same house again. The atmosphere was

awkward initially but after a few cans of

becks beer, we got fired up and got

talking. Her plan was to ditch matthew

when she got pregnant. I didn’t see how

that was my concern until she said I was

going to stay with her when she had the

baby. I was alerted because I couldn’t

see the difference between a married

man and her proposal. I played to her

tune and agreed to the devilish plan. I

was new in town and didn’t know

anywhere to go.

I had given my elder Brother the phone

number of Nnenna to reach me if he

wanted to.

Her phone rang and it was my brother.

He asked how I was doing etc. Then he

gave me a number of Afam, my town

guy who traveled to Germany in 1999.

I called Afam later and he agreed to

come to Oberhausen where I was. He

lived in Essen Delvig, twenty five minutes

away from where I was.

The Muscato champaigne Nnenna took

must have gotten to her because she

rose from her seat and came to sit on

me.

” Ada, what exactly do you think I am

going to be doing in this country” I asked

as I fondled her bosoms.

” You go first of all , go chop Aduro” she

said.

*Aduro I later learnt, was a nickname for

Asylum*

She explained that the polizei, (german

name for Police) will eventually catch me

if I didn’t. She explained the procedures.

How I was going to visit an asylum camp

and declare myself. Then they will send

me to a bigger camp after clearance and

I could spend anything from one to three

months during the whole process

depending on how lucky I was.

It sounded scary and fun at the same

time. After the lecture, she went into the

room and came out with her laptop.

It was a wonderful piece of technology

since that was my first time. Hell, it even

had a CD input mechanisms. She laid it on

the table and put one CD in it. Then a

Unclad woman showed on the screen. It

was a Indecency movie. We watched in

silence for a few moments. She

forwarded the movie and stopped when

the woman was on top of the man.

The man was lying Unclad on his back

while the lady was on top. The lady was

sitting on the Joystick, facing the man’s

legs while the man was facing her back.

She was moving her heaps from left to

right to front and back… I got hard on.

She smiled and said we were going to do

that style.

”when” I asked

”now” she said.

” no problem” I said as I smiled.

I wanted to initiate this very attack, so I

got up and kissed her fully on the lips.

She responded and held my back. The

laptop movie had stopped and our own

live movie was about to start.

The blue gown she was wearing was that

type that you can easily pull up. I pulled it

up and traced my hand to her smooth

laps. I caressed her laps severally and

found my way to the promise land. She

had no underwear on and I wondered

when she removed it. It must have been

when she went to get the laptop but that

was not the time to think. It was time to

commit something.

I pulled the gown totally over her head

and exposed two well crafted bosoms.

My attention got diverted from the honey

pot to the two sweet oranges which was

bumping up and down from our little

shuffling. My mouth grabbed one of them

instantly and I sucked away in ecstasy.

The moaning coming from her was even

sweeter than the sucking.

” I love you baby” she hissed as I

squeezed one bosoms and sucked on

one.

The beer effect was doing a great job.

One of her hands was rubbing my

Joystick and the sensation was

immeasurable. We continued until when

she can’t have it any more. Her cunnt

was already dripping out some sweet

lubricants. It was so sweet to look at it.

I traced my mouth through her tummy to

the mound of her veggee and stopped.

We had not taken our bath that morning

and I never licked unwashed puussies.

I slipped my finger inside her cunnt and

she screamed as I grabbed her cliitoris.

Her ar.se was vibrating like Nokia 3310

which the owner has refused to pick.

Finally it was time for action as I stood

up and removed my short pants. My

Joystick nodded like agama lizard sitting

on a fence.

It was an easy entry into Heaven this

time since nobody was at the gate.

We fvcked for many minutes until we

both climaxed and she got the full dose

of my spermss.

”thanks” she said and smiled as I pulled

out my digger and went straight to the

bathroom.

She joined me in the bathroom later.

After our bath, she bent down and

started sucking my again. I wanted to

protest but the pleasure had gotten the

better of me, so I just flowed with the

tide. I held her hair tightly as she sucked

and sucked.

” we didn’t do that style on the movie

again” I said. She ignored me and

continued her job down the stream. When

she was done sucking, I raised her up

on my body and slipped my Joystick

inside the wet cunnt again. She circled

her legs around my waist and circled

her hands around my neck. I was

carrying her entire weight but the

pleasure compensated for the job. About

two minutes later, I got tired of that

style and put her down. She bent on all

four as I hit her from behind this time.

My back was on the wall as she pushed

in and out of my Joystick all by herself.

She must have noticed my heavy breath

from the previous style and decided to

help out.

She pumped in and out until I released

again inside her. We cleaned up and as

soon as we were out of the bathroom,

the doorbell rang..

The polizei officers were three males and

one female.

They had come to search for what I

couldn’t figure out. They had opened the

door to the stairs and had walked up to

our door before ringing the bell. They

were looking for Mr Matthew for

whatever reasons.

Our door bell had beeped ten minutes

earlier. Nnenna had asked who it was in

a strange language and they had

answered polizei. They flashed four

badges at once and asked for Matthew.

He went for arbeit. (arbeit means ”job”

or ‘work’).

They flashed a warrant for search and

two of them moved into the room. I sat

in the parlour like a statue trying so

hard to breath.

One of them asked Nnenna some

questions while looking at me. She told

them I was her fellow student at one

University in Essen. I smiled for the

picture as if I knew what they were

talking about and continued pressing the

laptop keyboard.

Ten minutes later, they wrote some

notes and left it on the table, then they

left.

It was when they left that I realised that I

was nearly deported. All the polizei had

to ask for was my passport. That would

have been a one way ticket to Lagos. I

was still a little religious then, so I

blamed the near-repatriation experience

on what was going on between me and

Nnenna.

At about 6pm in the evening, we strolled

back into the city center I had an

appointment with Afam, the guy from my

town who traveled to Germany since

1999.

When we met at the city center in

Oberhausen, we hugged and exchanged

greetings. He was happy to see me. We

told Nnenna to go back home alone and

Afam took me to Essen. We visited a

Nigeria bar where people were drinking

and shouting as usual. There was a

Champion’s league football that night.

It was at the Bar that I met Victor Ikpeba.

I think he was playing for a German club

or so then. He had drove in on a

Mercedes ML class with a white lady. We

all greeted the prince of Monaco as he

ordered drinks for everyone.

I was quiet most of the time since I

considered myself not good enough for

whatever discussion that came up. Later

in the evening, Afam took me to a

Camerounian lady who was to teach me

what to say to the asylum officials at the

camp.

She taught me how to approach the

camp in the first place which was the

most dangerous. She said that the Police

usually laid ambush on the way to the

camp and if they caught you before you

get to the camp gates, you could be

deported.

According to the female Camerounian

tutor, I was to become a Camerounian in

Germany. My family name was to become

Ebot and I had come from Bansou in

Bamenda, North-West province of

Cameroun.

It was a sweet story. After the lecture, I

gave her 100 Euros and left. Afam took

me back to Oberhausen and to my

Nnenna who was waiting impatiently for

me.

She gave us some chicken when we

came and after the food, Afam left with

my 2000 euros. It was the money I came

with as my BTA or whatever they called it.

I had given it to him to keep for me

since I was going to camp the following

morning.

I had not told Nnenna that I was leaving

for camp in the morning, I figured out

she didn’t need to be told. I was going to

make the Night memorable for her and I

did.

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