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the preachers son (fortysix)

“Madam, your problems are already solved”

 

“Thank you Baba”

 

“But before you go, you have to bring five laps of mosquito, seven teeth of cockroach, two toe of fried ants etc”.

 

“But Baba where would i get all these things from?”

 

“Dont worry my daughter, just bring 50,000 naira and your problem would be solved when i buy all those things from the gods from you”.

 

As the lady went out she was in deep thought; is it not better i go and meet a man of God who would pray for me.

 

She goes into the church to meet the pastor sleeping and snoring and she woke him up and told her problem and he prayed for her and everything went back to normal and even the native doctor finally died through the power of God.

 

That was the silly drama that my elder sister and i composed which we acted during one of our church vigils, i was the native doctor while my babe Mercy,was the woman in need of a child which God later gave to her when she visited a pastor; kolo and other stuffs like that.

 

I had always been a prodigy in acting of dramas and i was always given the lead roles right from my school and church days in jos and Akwanga but i killed that talent i was asked to act a minor role as a village boy playing with the cover of bottle tops.

 

My pride could not allow me and i pulled out and stop acting dramas, but when i came to markudi my sister begged me joined with Mercy before i finally agreed to act drama again.

 

The drama was a great success and my performances warmed itself into the hearts of my teachers and some babes.

 

“Uduak, why are you not talking to me again” tolu asked me when i was cleaning my white hair and eye brows in a dark empty room.

 

Ever since the sex we had in their house i always avoided her but i was in a trap today because she locked the room after coming in.

 

“God o, so after acting this correct drama, devil come use this one congratulate ma abi?

 

Before i could answer her she took my hands and laid it on her bosoms, just like that it seemed super glue was there because i started caressing in and she opened her shirt and took off her skirt.

 

I was already coming back to my senses and i was about stopping when the church choir started singing Panam Percy Paul’s track”Dont give up, its not over”.

 

That was all the encouragement i needed because i continue the bosom sucking and licking while she moaned.

 

That night she taught me different styles and skills of touching, licking and bleeping, am sure she was the one that set the foundation of my sex life.

 

After two spicy rounds she left me while i laid exhausted and weak, after about twenty minutes i gathered enough strength and sneaked out and sat down like an innoncent pikin.

 

“Where have you been na” mercy asked me with a worried look in her eyes.

 

“Ehm, i went upstairs to sleep small” i lied.

 

“Ok, i did not see you after the drama and i was worried because no one had seen you, i thought operation zenda boys had caught you” she whispered excitedly.

 

“Them no dey fear man must wack” i reminded her my foolish nick-name and she smiled again and slapped my back.

 

Girls and slap eh, i wonder if God slapped out the ribs from Adams body to form eve. But girls why una like slapping boys sef?

 

“I want to show you something” Mercy’s voice interrupted my thoughts.

 

“Whats it” i asked suprised.

 

“Follow me” she said while getting up and looking back at me.

 

I followed her like a robot and she lead me into the dark room that i commited sin about an hour ago with her best friend.

 

Before i could change my mind i was in already and she locked the door and sat down on a mat and started talking.

 

“Ever since we met and became a couple you have never kissed me, and my friends have been telling me that their boyfriends usually kissed and bleep them but you have never done anything like that except escourting me from school, gisting and telling me jokes, even embrace sef, you have not and am begining to feel like you dont love me sef”.

 

I was dumbfounded by her words but i manage to tell hher that we are in church that when we are through i would kiss her.

 

I was about going out when she said, if i dont kiss her now, our relationship is over.

 

Hell no, i cant afford that and so i knelt down in front of her and kissed her thinking that was all but she grabbed my hand and laid it on her bosoms like as if tolu was her coach.

 

I was already weak but i could not do anything the only word that came to my mind was;

 

I DON DIE THIS NIGHT.

 

I COULD HEAR MY FATHER PREACHING THAT ALL SINNERS WOULD GO TO HELL. WELL HIS SON WAS THE NUMBER ONE C

ANDIDATE.

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