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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 || The Heart Of An Assassin || M.A.R.Y 2 || Murica 3: The Forbidden kingdom || Adventure Of Tanaboy || Act Of Faith Season 3 || Isabella Season 2 || All In The Name Of Love

27. Temporal Takeover

The football match had ended 4:0 in

favour of the Africans against the Arabs.

The hero of the game was no other one

than the goalkeeper who had somehow

pulled extra ordinary saves; even saved

a penalty. The goalkeeper was a

Camerounian named Solomon Ebot who

until that very day had been associating

with only the Nigerians. There was a

puzzle to unravel for the real

Camerounians but one thing was for

sure; that the very goalkeeper who had

saved a penalty was supposed to be a

real Camerounian, not a Nigerian hiding

in a Camerounian Identity.

The tussle was going on between the two

Countries while I had chosen to celebrate

the small fame with the ladies.

The boys can fight to death for all I care.

Agnes was busy telling her friends how

she had discovered my talent and

advised me to become the goalkeeper

while Melinda who wasn’t so interested

in football was busy telling people how

she was going to convert me from a

goalkeeper to a male model.

The previous night had produced a topic

for rumour mongers.

According to the rumour, someone had

seen me kissing Melinda at the back of

the dinning hall in such a compromising

position.

I was sure my German stalker, Mr John

BH was responsible but I had always

believed that there was nothing like a

negative publicity, so I played along.

Agnes had probably heard the rumour

too since she was avoiding me like a

plague.

It seemed that John had equalized the

goal I scored a few days ago.

Even Joan, the lady with a kid was acting

weird as if I had told her that I loved her.

Before the game, We were all busy

during the morning hours.

Every Monday was the pay day for all

campers. We all lined up at the financial

office to receive our weekly allowances.

Every one known to me was there

except ‘Agnes Kaku’ and ‘Its Modella

Melinda’.

The big headed snake was smiling all

through like he had won a lottery. I had a

feeling he had done something terrible

but it was left for me to find out.

We were all paid 11 euros. That was the

weekly allowance for every asylum

seeker in Germany between 2001 and

2003. (for campers alone, as soon as

you got posted out of camp, the pay

rose to 199.40 euro a month)

After the pay collection, I headed straight

to the ladies hostel. I wanted to find out

why my two girls had not come to collect

their allowances.

Agnes locked herself inside the room

and refused to open the door for me.

After a few knocks, I drifted down to

Melinda’s room.

Melinda in the other hand, opened her

own doors and welcomed me. She gave

me a can of cola.. (coke is called cola in

Germany).

After the drink, she held my neck and

declared my relationship with Agnes

over. According to her, she was the

hottest in the camp and should be

allowed to chose whoever she desired.

We laughed at the small joke.

The previous night was extra ordinary.

We did everything except fvck. The place,

despite being dark was in an open place.

We couldn’t risk being caught. So when

our organs got too excited and hard, I

had suggested that we do it in her room

the next day being Monday. She agreed.

And there we were, right inside her

room but the problem was that a football

match was an hour away. I was

supposed to play, but as a goalkeeper.

That simply meant that I wouldn’t require

much energy like the outfield players. So

when she planted a kiss on my mouth, I

had no objection.

The football was important according to

rumour, there was going to be prizes

but there was a prize already in my

position; Melinda Mokibo.

She had just finished her bath when I

came in, her towel was still tied around

her bosoms down to her thighs. It was a

short towel and it had exposed her

smooth legs. I kept stealing some

glances and I made her knew what I was

doing.

She came to sit beside me on the bed

when she finished applying some red

paints all over her face. She had turned

her back towards me and removed the

towel. Her ar.se was so smooth that one

could almost use it as a mirror.

*That girl must have been some kind of

real model*

I had watched her slip into a short gown

and asked me to zip her back. I wanted

to protest and tell her that there was no

need to wear cloths since I was going to

remove them sooner or later but since I

didn’t know what was going on in her

mind, I played along.

After the zipping, she sat beside me on

the only bed in the room and crossed

her right hand around my neck. One

thing was very clear to me, I didn’t see

her wear any underwear and that gave

me hope.

The kisses was smooth and nice but not

like that of Agnes. Agnes had bigger lips.

I wasted no time and slipped my hand

inside the lose gown. Her breastss

welcomed me since there was no bra

holding them. Her hand was playfully

stroking the top of my JT. I pushed her

down on the bed and as I bent down to

bury my head between her legs, the

lunch bell rang. *those Damn chefs, can’t

they cook late for once*

I continued what I was doing and raised

her gown to her belly level and spread

her legs apart. The well shaven cunnt

smiled back at me as I moved my mouth

and grabbed the outer clits with my lips.

She cried out as I dipped my tongue

inside her vegeena and fvcked her with

the tongue. She held my head tightly and

encouraged my thrusting as I licked and

sucked with my tongue.

She had just left the bathroom and the

whole triangle was smelling sweet and

fresh. She must have sprayed some

menthol stuff on it.

We ignored the lunch and continued our

adventure into the honeyland. Missing

one meal was never going to kill us and

she didn’t even seem like the type that

ate at all.

She was already dripping out by the time

I was through. I continued the adventure

with my finger. I twisted my fingers

inside of her for several minutes until

she couldn’t take it any longer, then she

begged me to come inside her with my

JT. I stood up and removed my trousers

in one swift movement. I had only one

boxers in camp and it was currently

hanging somewhere in Agnes’ wardrobe.

Being a good samaritan, I slowly climbed

on top of her and entered inside her

already wet cuunt. She moaned as I

pumped slowly and gradually increased

the tempo. It was a different kind of

pleasure. We fvcked for several minutes

before we climaxed at the same time. She

held my ar.se with her legs and

prevented me from pulling out when the

creams were coming out, so she

swallowed all the hot creams.

When we finished, she went into the

bathroom and cleaned up.

We chatted for a few more minutes

before the bell rang..

The football match was about to begin

and no one had any idea where I was.

John Bighead had suggested that they

look for me in Agnes room but when

they couldn’t locate me there, they

selected another guy to keep for us. The

starting whistle was about to blow when I

showed up with Melinda to the utmost

surprise of all black Nigerian eyes in the

Camp.

Agnes was there too and was looking at

me.

The new keeper was told to go out while

I replaced him.

When the game was over and we had

won, I became the toast of the rest of

the black girls in Camp.

I had saved a penalty.

Melinda came to hug and greet me after

the game while Agnes left with Joan and

one other lady.

I prepared an excuse/a lie to tell Agnes.

It started and ended with the fact that

John Bighead was threatening to kill me if

I didn’t stay away from Her. It was a

good excuse.

Lets blame John not Me or Melinda.

Someone has always been the better

culprit, not you or me. Someone else.

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