CHAPTER 1 WHO IS ZUBBY?

I have been to many countries of the World.

I believe it would be beneficial to some people who would want to visit the countries where i have lived, worked or studied.

Here comes the diary of my movements from the very first moment i left Nigerian Borders to the very last Country i visited.

Journeys that took me from the lowly southern part of Enugu state to the Northernmost, the Easternmost and to the Westernmost part of world.

Fasten your seat belt as i drive you through west African coasts up to Continental Europe and Asia while MIXING TRAVELS, BUSINESS AND PLEASURE.
(WHO SAID YOU CANT MIX BUSINESS WITH PLEASURE)
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Some people will be bored after chapter 1.
Some will probably stop reading after chapter 2.
But if you survive chapter 3 and go beyond that,
you will send me a gift to say 'thanks'
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I will be writing on the go, that means using mobile phones.
There are bound to be errors in typing etc.. But dont worry, the messages will be clear.
I am not a writer, so instead of blaming me, correct me.
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My name is Azubuike.
I was born in 1980 in the Eastern state of Enugu to a Christian Parents and Teachers.
We lived in the rural area of the state and despite Enugu metropolis being 5 minutes away from my town, it took 12 years of my life to visit the Metro for the first time. That marked my first traveling without a guardian.
My mother sent me to buy her some thick-cover exercise books.
I marveled at the level of life people lived in the metro areas. That was the first time i noticed that Water was for sale.
My whole life, we had fetched water from the local stream.
That was also the first time i saw electricity without generator.
That was back in 1992. I was in JS 2.

After that wonderful visit to Enugu, i realised that the world was such a big place.
I remember looking at the Nigerian map as soon as i returned from Enugu, other states like Lagos, Sokoto and Kano began to make more sense to me. I also had a look at the world map and discovered that the world must be a vast place.
There and then, i decided that traveling would be my hobby.

From then, i started fantasizing what it would be like to visit Lagos, Kano and other states i had seen and heard of.
What about Going to Germany, France, England etc.
That would be heavenly i concluded.

I took my WAEC and JAMB in 1996. The last waec paper was on June 18 1996. I zoomed of to Onitsha that same day.
My Elder brother Albert was a peugeot spare parts dealer at the old spare parts market Obosi/Onitsha.
When the Jamb result came out, it was time to go to the University but i turned it down. My childish reasons then was to join my brother and make money. With money, my dream of globe trotting would be realised faster.

I started trading and making small money. My biggest problem was saving money.
By the year 1999, i met Sunday, a friend of my brother who traveled to Ibadan to buy tokunbo spare parts, then sell them at Onitsha. I asked him how much it would take me to join him and he said that i could start with N100,000. I sold up all my goods in the store and came up with N220, 000. The following week, i followed Sunday to Ibadan. That marked my first real travel outside the Igbo Domain.

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CHAPTER 2: PROFIT AND RISK



I spent two days following Sunday around Ibadan.
After the second day, i decided to do something different.
I had seen Lagos bound buses the previous day and since they were mini buses, i figured out that Lagos would not be far from Ibadan. There were the kind of Buses used in shuttling between Enugu and Onitsha. I made up my mind to go to Lagos the following morning. I had spent two days carrying bundles of money around Mokola, Gbagi and Ojoo in Ibadan without being able to buy anything.

Around 5am that faithful morning, i woke Sunday up and told him about my plans. He tried to discourage me but to no avail.
I picked up one bundle of N20,000 and headed to Lagos. I left the remaining money with Sunday in Ibadan. My reason was that it would be too risky to go to that dangerous city with a bag of money. I had heard about 'one chance' boys in Lagos and how they snatch people's belongings.

I can't remember where the Ibadan bus stopped me but I asked someone where Ladipo spare parts market was located and he directed me to cross one railway to take a bike. I did and that was how i found myself in Ladipo.

I asked people where the Peugeot dealers stay since i knew a few of them that usually came down to Onitsha to supply us spare parts. There was no GSM then or maybe i had no phone yet. On getting to the Peugeot line, i saw Izuu..

Izuu happened to share a flat with someone in our building at Onitsha. He was surprised to see me in Lagos and asked what i came to do. I told him i couldnt buy anything in Ibadan and decided to come to lagos.
He was delighted because there was some goods for sale in one warehouse but there was no money. He asked how much money i had and i told him. We went to the warehouse to check on the goods. It was a heap of 505 wagon Back Axels, about 18 pieces of them at N12,000 each. Being a sharp businessman, i quickly discovered that i could get them cheaper since i had cash.. I eventually negotiated my way to a cut price of N10,500.. The goods were sold at N14000 in Onitsha then..
I paid an advance fee of 15000 and told the owner to wait while i go to the bank for the rest. When we got out, i told Izuu that i left my money in Ibadan and that i was going to get it. He took me to a park where i got a bus back to Ibadan. I decided to sleep over in Ibadan and return to Lagos the following morning.

The following day, i paid up for the goods and loaded them in a luxurious bus down to Onitsha.
The goods arrived at the mgbuka Obosi spare parts market the following morning and i made over N50,000 from my first trip. My elder brother who was furious over my decision to travel without his approval had to relax from then.
I made a few more Lagos trips and got bored with it.

The Cotonou idea and opportunity had emerged.

Hmmm jes passing

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CHAPTER 3: LIFE IN THE BORDER


Chike, (RIP: died in South Africa in 2004) who lived near my building in Onitsha was my friend. He used to go to Cotonou and Porto Novo to buy used spare parts as well. Each time he returned from Cotonou, the whole area would know. He would buy drinks for us, impress girls around the street and wear better cloths. Fortunately for me, i met him in Ladipo market Lagos one day where he came to look for Money to complete the payment of two peugeot vehicles he had bought in Cotonou. He proposed that i bring money and we share the profits after selling the car in Nigeria. The excitment of heading outside Nigeria for the first time was enough for me to agree to the deal. We traveled to Cotonou through Sango - Idiroko border.
I was very surprised at the beauty of the small city called Cotonou. It was cleaner and more organised compared to Lagos which wss bigger and noisy and where everybody seemed to be in a haste.
It was in Cotonou that i noticed electricity can be stable. That was also my first time of touching a foreign currency; the CFA.. We changed our naira to the CFA and that was when i noticed that the money no longer belonged to me. We drove past Porto Novo and busted out at a T Junction. We followed right and drove to the beautiful city of Cotonou.

Since the seaport/wharf was in the Ocean, i had that rare opportunity to touch the ocean waters. We ate some food that i forgot its name. We paid for the two 505 Peugeot vehicles and proceeded to the clearance office.
Could you imagine buying and clearing the cars the same day? I loved that government. After clearing the cars, we hired two drivers to take us and the cars to the border for crossing. And alas! I came to know about smuggling.. As dangerous as it was, i was still excited. I have heard about smuggling but never thought i would be part of it. That night we followed some agents to meet some custom officials. We paid some money and they told us the route to use that night. They told us to move around 12am.
Chike and I decided to have some fun at the border before the smuggle job. We found ourselves at a small hotel where Chike used to lodge. He insisted that we go there. I didn't know that he had girls there. Se.xx workers! .. Hahahahaha. That was also my first time of going close to Ashawos. I used to think that ashawos were chronic sinners who would go to hell. I grew up a catholic and we saw that kind of things as sins.
Chike called two young girls to our table. I think they were from some state between Ondo and Delta or so they said. I guessed Chike noticed that i was not comfortable since he negotiated for both of us. My mind was playing some Heaven vs Hell puzzle while the negotiation lasted. Finally it was agreed that we will pay 700 Naira each for the quickie, piece of cake!.

Chike took one of them upstairs while the remaining one sat there and stared at me as if i was a pickpocket.
'' E be like say you be shy boy'' she said.
I smiled and denied the obvious. She then took my hand and led me upstairs..
About being a shy guy, She was wrong. The events that followed vindicated me.

CHAPTER 4: FALLEN FAITH


She led me to a room with a bed, a single window and a bathroom. She asked me to have a seat while she went to the bedroom. I was nervous and it led me to my first mistake.
'' can i take a bath in your bathroom'' i asked. She looked at me like a person who stole a Nokia 3310.
'' You think say you come to live with me here abi'' she fired at me.
Then i decided that it would be better to just keep quiet and i did. She came out a minute later with a park of condom.

*so this is going to happen-*

My mind was racing up and down. I instantly recalled the last time i had sexxxxx. It was over one year ago and i couldn't remember if i enjoyed it or not.
It was with Agnes, my first girl friend. Agnes was from my village. She liked me a lot then because i was the most brilliant boy among all our age mates. She was a tall slim dark beautiful girl who loved to dress like boys. She had more jean trousers than all the boys in the village. Always smiling and willing to give me anything i asked as long as i didn't leave her for other girls that was after me.

The sight of naked b-rea-sts jolted me out of my reverie. My instincts told me that it was time for action. I stood up and started removing my shirt. I started with the shirt because i thought that it was not appropriate to remove my trousers and dangle my JT while removing my shirt.
After the shirt, i sat on the bed beside her trying to figure out the next thing to do.
'' I love you'' i blurted out of nowhere. She cast an indifferent look at me and asked me to repeat what i said.
'' Do you know me'' she asked.
I had no answer to that question.
She just looked at me and laughed. She must have noticed that i was nervous since she grabbed my belt and started unhooking it. She removed my trousers and started rubbing my already hard Diiick. She opened a condom and inserted it perfectly on my dick. I stared like a japanese robot while she worked on me for another minute. When she lied on the bed facing the ceiling, i didnt need a prophet to tell me it was time for action.
'' You are going to burn in hell'' my religious mind said.
''There is no hell'' my other half of mind countered.
Whether there was hell or not, it was not the place to think about it. The damage had already been done since i had seen a beautifully shaved cu,,nt staring at me.

The only thing that occupied my mind as i mounted her was that as a catholic, i can always go for confessions.

I climbed on top of her as she guided my JT into the lubricated veegynaa. I pumped into her as she moaned with pleasure. '' fcukk mee'' she retorted over and over as i brushed my JT against the four corners of her honey pot. She clutched on my waist as she climaxed while i kept pumping.
'' bros you no wan release'' she asked as i maintained my momentum like Manchester united over Chelsea.
I came two minutes later. She collected some tissue papers and removed the condom from my diiiick.

The blame war game started all over again between my religious mind and the other half as i counted 700 naira from my pocket. I told her she was a sweet girl and that i will be there the following week.

Chike was waiting for me downstairs when i came down. We had a few more drinks and chats with the girls and left to prepare for our smuggle job.

More!!

CHAPTER 5 : MY CAR MY GIRL


With the help of two hired drivers, we crossed the border into the Federal Republic of Nigeria. It took us about 30 Minutes as we had to stop at custom checkpoints to show them the card we got from their office. We busted out at a small town called Owode somewhere along the Sango-Idioroko road. We had to stop there as we saw numerous other tokunbo vehicles crossed from Benin Republic that night.
Owode was like a rendezvous point for the smugglers.
''Since we paid clearance and custom duties, why did we have to go through the bush'' i asked Chike.
'' The cars that uses the bush path are the cars that are ten years old or more'' he said as he educated me on the Federal Government laws on Tokunbo vehicles, cloths, tyres etc. We waited at Owode as more cars came out of the bush like rabbits coming out of their underground holes. We relaxed the in the front car seats and laid on them as time heads towards dawn. Around 5am, it was time to start moving again. Some of the cars had left already.
We waited until some guy i had never seen before, came and gave us some forged documents for our vehicles. The documents were of the the two vehicles we purchased with their Engine and Chassiss numbers written on them. The surprise package yet was that this new documents shows that we cleared our vehicles at the Apapa wharf of Lagos Nigeria. Chike explained that we will need that since we were going down to Onitsha to sell the cars. We left Owode aroud half past 6am and moved towards Sango. We arrived Lagos later and headed towards Ojota and Lagos Ibadan Express route.
During our drive to Lagos, we encountered a few more police check points, army, navy, airforce, boys brigade, boys scout, Man o war etc as each group recieved some more tips from us. At a stage, Chike had to go down and settled them upfront while giving them our vehicle number. Worthy of note here was the fact that the forged documents also came with a fake number plate. Some cops proved sturborn but we eventually made it to Ibadan expessway and the rest of the Journey to Onitsha was smooth except occassional tips here and there.

We arrived at Onitsha that same evening amidst cheers from from our peers and some young ladies who lived in the same street with us. We ate some foods and took one of the cars out for meriment: aftall we just bought two cars. Whether we will sell them or not is our business. After drinks and foods that evening, we took up some girls and headed to a chalet called Royal G In a reserved area called Fizel Estate in Awada Onitsha... We had more drinks and booked our rooms for action.
Worthy to note here again was that the girl i picked up had been on my most wanted list for a long time. She has always snubbed me, claiming one thing or the other for a reason BUT things were different on that very day. I just bought my first car and i had not announced that it was for sale.
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Our romance started as we hit our room. This time, i inititated the attack. It must have been the alcohol coupled with some confidence derived from buying a car. Her name was Azuka, the most beautiful girl in the street; atleast to my own eyes. they sell liquor along the street and guys frequent their shop just because of her. I was one of them.

I started by kissing her hands, i got no slap or scolding so i extended the kiss to her neck as she gave me a welcome onboard smile.Then i kissed her lips which was the original target all those while. She responded.

* Money has a way of bending the rules since time immemorial*

We hugged and kissed and caressed. Later we laid on the single bed with white clean sheets and two pillows. She asked if i would marry her when she finished school.

*where did that come from for christsake*

''Yes ofcourse, i will marry you'' i blurted out unconvincingly. How can any sane man refuse to marry her date at a dangerous time like that? she smiled as she reminded me that men can promise anything just to get into a woman's pant.

*Thank god she knew that*

I brushed my hand past her beautifully packed bre*sts. She did not beat or remove my hand. I touched them again, this time pressing them harder as she moaned inaudibly. I removed the Tshirt from her body and unhooked her bra.
I sucked the br3asts as she twists all over the bed. I slipped my right hand between her laps as she kept twisting her body and kissed my lips amateurly. I remembered that we were given just an hour to round up otherwise we pay more money for the room. That didnt bother me anyway, i just bought a car; what effect was a 400 naira per hour room going to have on my money.
I touched her pants and started removing them while my mouth played ludo with her two pointed arsenals. my diiick was already hard as i fumbled to remove my trousers.


*Condom! No condom*

What! Now of all time. How come Chike didnt cover that part. I was torn between fck*ing her with or without condom as my mind raced through the dangers of not using condom. I wasnt scared of contracting any disease. I was more afraid of getting her pregnant.

*If she gets pregnant, run to Lagos and dont return until after nine months, my mind told me*
* go out and look for condom- the other mind said*

*Dont worry she wont get pregnant- another mind concluded*

Eventually i did what almost every naive young man would do. I drove into Azuka without tyres and hoped for the best to happen. It was a memorable evening.
After the show, she insisted that we drove them back to their shop, i guessed they wanted to show off their new boyfriends who just bought two cars.
As we packed in front of their house, a woman came from behind and grabbed my shirt while shouting; '' Where did you go with my daughter'' '' you will marry her today''
The whole alcohol in my system vanished like a disappearing Rainbow...
Some small crowd started to gather while Azuka sobbed...
I slapped off her hands on my shirt and bolted like Hussain Bolt out of her reach...

- Chike can own the cars for now as i disappeared from the vicinity down to my building where my elder brother was eagerly waiting for me to give me advice on how to save money....

CHAPTER 6: MILLIONAIRE AT 21


The Cotonou trips continued. Sometimes we sold our cars at Ladipo market in Lagos and head back to Cotonou. Sometimes we crossed through Seme borders while going to Cotonou but we used the Idiroko border for crossing the vehicles.
I returned home one Christmas and was invited by the richest man in our community. He told me that he heard i deal on tokunbo cars from Cotonou and i nodded in affirmative. He told me that he wanted to start a car dealership center in Enugu and that he would want to work with me. He gave me the first assignment which was to buy two Mercedes 190 from Cotonou and bring them down to the east. He paid over 90% of the total value before i set out for Cotonou. Chike was surprised when he saw me paying for two Benz cars.
We had divided our company two months ealier since we had enough money to buy four cars Once. My total capital had increased to over 800,000 naira and i was only 21. That was in 2001.
During that very trip to cotonou, i bought four vehicles. Two peugeot 505 and two mercedes 1990. I cleared them as usual and drove them down to east. You could imagine the looks on the faces of our street people when i came down with four cars. Half of the street came to have a touch and feel of four tokunbo first class vehicles packed together in front of our four story building. I went down to the Nitel call center at upper iweka Onitsha and called Mr Okey (we called him Nippon), the man who gave me money to buy the benz cars. I told him that the cars were in onitsha and that i was owing someone some money. I made him gave me the balance of the cars before taking them to Coal city the following morning.
Chike had sold my two peugeots at Mgbuka Obosi before i return back to Onitsha. I lied to him that i made N40,000 out of the two mercedes cars. He demanded that i gave him N10,000 naira out of it which i did.
The total cost of the two benz was about 290,000 naira each while i was given N370,000 for them. I made approximately N150,000 out of them. I added the profit from the Peugeot cars and i made my first million naira.

Millionaire at 21, now that changed my attitude towards everything.
I became the talk of town. Every girl in the street wanted to hang out with me. Azuka, the girl whose mother chased me out of their shop claimed to be the firstlady of the young millionaire while Chinwe, the daughter of the richest man in our street kept making advances. Ironically they were friends.
*How on earth was i supposed to deal with this two extremely beautiful babes ? *
A plan came to my mind and it was a very cute plan.
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May 27 2001: the famous childrens day was two days away. I and Chike had planned to visit Nwafor Orizu College of Education Nsugbe to be with Chike's girlfriend. The plan was that the chic would hook the young millionaire with her friend in school.
On 25th May, i had gone to buy ingredients to make stew since i lived alone with my elder brother in his flat,
i ran into chinwe the daughter of the richest man. She smiled at me and i smiled back. She asked where i would be going on 27th and i told her i was going to Nsugbe with Chike. She said she would like to go with me to Nsugbe. What!.
I suggested that we go to Enugu since i already had a date and she agreed. I told Chike the new developments. He suggested that we go to Nsugbe immidiately and inform her girlfriend so that all of us go to Enugu. I got out my motorcycle Honda C75 and we headed to Nsugbe. Two days later, we headed to Coal city for what tuned out to be one of the most memorable sexxxxx escapades in my Cotonou business career...

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CHAPTER 7: THE ENUGU ENCOUNTER

May 27, Enugu Nigeria: The plan was that we will return back to Onitsha that same day but things changed. I remember May 27 2001 was a rainy Sunday. We had visited the Zoo, the Emene Airport and some other interesting tourist places. We had eaten at the emily resturant where a plate of semo went for 400 naira then. It was expensive but i was a millionaire in the company of a millionaire's daughter. She actually insisted on paying for all the food we ate, Chike objected since he was forming big boy while i didn't care. Money was money irrespective of where it came from.

*being a millionaire didn't equate to reckless spending, atleast not in my dictionary*

Chike eventually paid the whole money since he wouldnt let my date pay.
*I was/am a kind of guy who anticipates every possible situation at all tmes. I had made the Enugu trip with 10,000 naira plus transport money. I had hoped that we cannot use upto half of that money but the following events changed my hope*

At about 4 pm while we were getting ready to go back to Onitsha, the heavens opened its gates and heavy rain enveloped the entire South East zone. It poured down heavily for hours to the extent that the coal city stood still. Movements were halted, buses couldn't load in that conditions. We were still at the emily resturant and we were forced to drink more beers.
I silently prayed for the rain not to stop since i had already known that we were not going anywhere in that condition. The rain eventually stopped at about half past 7pm and by that time, no sane driver would be loading for Onitsha and even if there was a bus going to Onitsha that night, a young millionaire wouldnt risk his beautiful life just to get back to a city that will offer only rice and stew and a bed for that night.
The alternative was better, staying back in Enugu was the best option... Thanks to the gods that my girl's father had a Nokia cellular line. It wasnt a GSM but it was a mobile gadget. I didnt know how it worked but we went to a business center and called him that night. Her only daugther informed him that she will sleep at her friends place and come back in the morning. She came out with a smile after making the call and i instantly knew that the night will be a memorable night..

We asked around and got a cheap hotel where we paid N1000 per room. Chike and her babe took one room and I took one room with my Chinwe. She was smiling all through the evening and i wondered why.
I took my shower and came back to the room wearing my trousers and shirt. She looked at me and asked if i was going to sleep in those clothes. I said no and started removing them instantly. I was left with only my white singlet and my black boxers. She went into the bathroom to take her own bath.

''Zuby! Zuby' i heard from the bathroom. I listened carefully to make sure it was my own zuby, then i headed to the bathroom. I knocked at the closed door and i heared 'come in'.
I went in only to be confronted with two perfectly-pointed and standing handsome bre**asts. I looked at her face, then the brea*st, then her face and her br*east again, deciding to rest my eyes on her bre*ast finally.

-i had seen enough of her face over the years-

She smiled and asked me to come and Rub her back with soap.

- rub her bare back with soap-

a job i would do for free of charge anyday.
I smiled and grabbed the soad from her hand before she changed her mind. I rubbed her back up and down while she poured water from the bucket on her shoulders with a plastic cup. My JT was already pressing against my boxers. She poured water all over my body with my singlet and boxers still on.

-That was a situation that could have warranted a fight if a male counterpart did that, but it was done by a beautiful tall slim girl-.

I had forgiven her even before she poured the water.
- we were told to forgive those who sin against us-.
I stopped rubbing her back and removed my singlet. I left my boxers on as a defense item if she asked why i removed the singlet. She turned and looked at me with a smile.

''You know i love you Zuby'' she said with a smile.

*Things were getting even better. This was a girl i had always dreamt of, right here in front of me, stark naked with a smile on her face*

Even if the world was going to end at that moment, nothing would have stopped me from tapping that honey pot.
She stretched her hand and grabbed my standing diiyck and i became helpless. She removed my boxers:
She rubbed it up and down with the soap while i moaned with immense pleasure. She increased the momentum while bending down very close to my dick. I held her shoulders as she squeezed the diiick with her smooth right hand. I kept moaning until i busted some white hot yorgurt through my dick. She smiled at me, washed off the yorgurt with water and stood up. We completed our bath and headed to the room.

She lay na*ked on the bed while i dried and spread my singlet and boxers on top of the bathroom door. I romantically crawled towards her while she spread her hands to welcome me.

-how could this girl have known how to do all this- girls!

I started caresing and sucking her bare br*e*asts while she wiggled with pleasure. The nipples were so hard that i hard to suck them like a newborn baby. I was a newborn that night.
Here was a girl i admired so much, on my bed, naked and asking me to make her happy.
I slipped my right hand down her laps and as soon as i got close to her Veegee...
She halted me and said
'' I am still a virgiiin''...

CHAPTER 8: WE WERE ALL VIRGINS


''A virgin'' i managed to repeat what
she said. I could not understand the
next thing to do. I just managed to
conjure a weak smile from my dry
mouth.
'' What about you and George'' i
asked. The expression on her face
changed.

*George was a handsome quiet guy
who played in the same football team
with me in Onitsha. He was a fine
player which endeared him to most
young girls in our area.*

''George'' she managed to say with a
surprise in her eyes.
''i thought you and George are going
out'' i fired back.
'' i dont know the Georege you are
talking about'' she said again while
staring at me.

* So George was just making mouth all
those while while we trained for soccer.*

I had to believe that she didnt know
George, what other options do i have?

Things were heading towards the
wrong direction. That was not a time
for Question and Answer. It was a
time to make love. I moved my whole
body upwards and kissed her.
After a few more kisses . I summoned
enough courage to break the nervous
moment hanging in the air.

'' so baby girl, what now? I know that
my diick is hard now and i know how
much i want you but i dont want to
break your heart'' i managed to say.

She smiled at me and said '' if i didnt
want to do it, i wouldnt be nnaked in
the same bed with you.

*Strange enough, Chinwe was one girl
i have always placed at the top of my
potential life partner list. Would have
made my move long ago but busines
between Lagos, Cotonuo and Onitsha
stood in the way. Not that there was
no time to talk to her then but Men
naturally have enough courage to
approach women when there is so much
money. (a million naira was so much
money for me.)-*

I looked into her eyes and promised
her that i will never leave her. Atleast
'i believed that was enough to take her
virginitiiy.
*I started inserting my JT into her
honey pot but it was so sight. I tried
different insertion methods but was
unable to penetrate. I was scared she
would get hurt if i forced it and i was right.
I added a little more pressure to the
penetration and gradually increased
the pressure. She cried out softly as
the whole length of my manhood goes
into her. She pleaded with me not to
hurt her so much while i kept moving
in and out. The cun*t had gathered
some liquids whick made my
movements easier but she still cried. I
maintaned the tempo until i came. I
didnt know if she came or not but
when i removed my manhood, there
was some blood stains on it. I avoided
looking at her Cun*t since i was aware
that there must be blood on it as well.
she got up and went into the
bathroom to clean up while i sat at the
edge of the bed recalling the chain of
events that led to both of us staying in
the same room at the same time.
I later cleaned up.
We did it a second time and one more
time in the morning before going back
to Onitsha.
That marked the beginning of my love
affair with Chinwe.
At about 11am on the following
monday morning we arrived in Awada
Onitsha where we lived. Her Father
was standing in front of his building
when the Bike carrying us arrived. He
looked at me with some suspicious
eyes and i instantly believed that he
suspected i was with her only Daughter.

I was right because, the following
morning, a knock came on our front
door and my elder brother who was on
his way out of the house opened it to
know who it was.
''Good morning sir'' my brother had
greeted.
'' morning'' i heard a voice responded.
A voice i knew so well.
The voice belonged to Papa Chinwe...

CHAPTER 9: DO NOT BE AFRAID

''Is Azubuike Inside' i heard from Papa Chinwe.
''Yes, is everything alright'' replied my brother.
''Everything is alright, i just want to discuss a few thing with him''. Papa Chnnwe said.

My brother asked him to Come inside the flat and offered him a seat in the palour.
I ran to my room when i heard my brother invite him into our flat.
My mind was racing from the sexxx i had with his daughter to the possiblity of him knowing that and the consequences that could arise from the whole set up. One thing i have learnt was that ugly situations has a way of surfacing from good deeds too.
When the man settled in one of our chairs in the palour, he declined to drink anything. My brother called out to me to come into the palour. I mentally braced myself for whatever was going to happen and went to the palour. I greeted the man as if i didnt know he was in our flat.
He smiled at me and responded. Somehow i relaxed a little bit. I was expecting this multi millionaire to start shouting and accusing me of running away with his daughter.
I was surprised when the man said.. '' Azubuike, my daughter said you deal on tokunbo cars from Cotonou''
The statement was unexpected but i managed to calm myself down before giving him an answer.
''yes sir' that is what i do'' i replied.
'' I would want you to buy a pathfinder jeep for my wife in Cotonou'' he said.
'' How much do you think it will cost'' he continued.
My brother was there staring at me as if to say '' quote big price, he has money"

I told him that tokunbo vehicles never had a specific prize but i could get one between 900, 000 naira and 1.2 million.

After trying to beat the price down, we agreed that he will pay a million naira.
He wrote an advanced cheque book of half a million naira and gave to me and left.
My brother took the cheque and examined it, then said something i cant remember.

The following day Chike and I left for Cotonou again. There was no mention of the Pathfinder deal to him until we finished buyiing our own cars. Then i told him that i wanted to buy a pathfinder for someone. He helped ,me locate one in the wharf and we priced it. We bargained and bargained until we eventually got it for about 600,000 naira. The crossing and the clearing gulped another 250,000 naira. overall price of the car when it got to Onitsha stood at almost 900,000 naira.
Mr Richman paid up the remainder of his money and added another N30,000 for me.
The deal also gave me access to their building. They lived in a duplex two blocks down the street from our building.
From then on, each time i return from Cotonou, i would visit them with a bottle of foreign hot drink while the main reason (Chinwe) was never discussed.
The mother noticed that my frequent visits was not really about the car but who cares.

I and Chinwe continued fvcking until i eventually left Nigeria.

On one of my business trips, i had purchased a Gsm in Cotonou with Benin Rep Number. I returned with it to Onitsha and the whole street wanted to take a peep. Chinwe loved it so much that she never allowed the Alcatel to rest each time we go out.
There was this one special outing in which we visited Asaba. Everyone in the street knew that Chinwe was my girlfriend and there was no more hide and seek. His father was rich and so was I. My money was approaching two million naira then and that was a lot of money for someone my age. Big man talk to big man they say.
Although i was not making mouth but my style was making the mouth for itself.

That afternoon, on a Sunday, i carried Chi Chi on my Motorcycle and headed to Asaba. We visited a joint where they sell fresh fish - point and kill-.
After eating, we booked a room in a hotel and showered. After showering, we kissed all the way from the bathroom to the bed. She wrapped the towel around her body while my JT dangled like a jingle bell. We kept kissing while on the bed. After a few minutes, i got tired of her lips and moved my tongue down to her cunt via the breassst- belly button route.
She moaned loudly while trying to push my head away from her cunt. I held on and found the swollen cliiit with my adventurous tongue. It was her first time of being sucked and i could tell she was amazed at the pleasure. She closed her eyes while i dig in and out with my tongue. I sucked and sucked until she was about to climax, then i got up.

- it is worthy to note that i stopped using Condom on Chinwe. Infact i used condom only once on her. I was never afraid of getting her pregnant. As a matter of fact, i wanted her to get pregnant. I would have married her if she did. I loved her with all my heart and she knew that-

When i got up from sucking her cunt, i stylishly moved into her cunt with my already strong and standing diiick. The wet cunt welcomed me like a man who just returned to his beloved family after a long trip. I fvcked and hit the four corners of her cunnt until she climaxed again. The muscles of her cunnt held so tight to my diick as she begged me not to stop.
I turned her and made her bend while holding the bed. I stood behind her and took a peep on the inviting red-lipped cunt facing me before entering her again through the back. I pumped in and out as she followed the movement and took over the pumping by herself. I stood still holding her waist as she pushed her ars*e* to swallow and unswallow my diiick. We climaxed at the same time and lay on the bed staring on the concrete ceiling. We remained silent for a few minutes before going to the bathroom to clean up. Then we left the hotel and went back to Onitsha.
******

CHAPTER 10: GHANA WASN'T TOO FAR.


In early 2002, i traveled to Ghana for the first time. I had met Boniface, a yellow short guy from Anambra state at a burial ceremony. We got talking about business and he told me that he imports Nkatie Burger from Accra. The burger was small peanuts with one grain of groundnut inside each nut. He had said that he supplied the goods to some retailers in Idumota market Lagos Nigeria.
The following week, i agreed to give the business a trial. My main drive was the prospect of going to another Country; not the profit.
I went to Lagos Island and changed some naira to 3000 dollars. We got to Cotonou and boarded a 505 Station wagpn to Lome. That was my first time in the city. We arrived Lome in the night, so i had no opportunity to take a good look at the city. We stopped at the Lome-Ghana border town called Aflawo. The border towns were located beside the Atlantic Ocean. While we waited for the man who was supposed to cross us into Ghana, i strolled down to the ocean beach to have a look. It was night and there were not many people at the beach. I also avoided venturing further down the ocean shores because i had some dollars with me.
Strangely i paid much more security attention to the 3000 US dollars in my pocket more than i had ever done to its naira or CFA equivalent.

I approached two ladies smoking cigarette and asked them to give me one. We got'chatting and they told me their names which i cant remember now. They were togolese girls who lived not far from the border. I told them that i was a Nigerian who was going to live and work in Ghana; I didnt want them to know that i was a businessman.
Worthy to note was that i used all kinds of methods to protect my money; lies, deceptions, tricks and every other method i could think of.


I sat beside one of them and lied about how beautiful she looked even though i knew that the blue light bulb hanging above us played tricks to my eyes.
They were sexx workers because one of them told me that we can make out in their place if i could pay her. I told her that i was going to inform my friend so that two of us could go with them. I disappeared out of their sights and never returned.

Time to cross the border was a few minutes away. People had gathered around a man who claimed to be an immigration officer. We all paid him equivalent of N500 naira each and he diasppeard into the darkness. He came back twenty minutes later and asked us to follow him. It was still very dark. He led us through the ocean shores for about 5 minutes until we reached another busy border town. My friend Boniface announced the town as Aflawo Ghana. A hiace bus was already waiting to take us to Accra. We got to Accra around 5am and waited inside the bus until the day broke.
We took a taxi to the warehouse where we were supposed to buy the burger only to see some Igbo boys from Idumota already packing everything. Boniface recognized one of them and approached him.
It happened to be that the guy was among those Boniface supplied the Burger a week before in Idumota. Boniface was angry because the guy was still owing him from the last supply. They had seen the address on the cover of the burger and came to Ghana before us.

The only option facing us then was to buy a different thing or go back to Nigeria with our money. We drove back to the Accra city center. Boniface told me it was time to go back but i was interested in touring the city, so i told him to go. He left Ghana that morning while i stayed back in Accra. I asked around and got a small map of Accra. I first of all visited Nkrumah sqaure, a very busy comerce center where first class super markets and malls were located. I bought a springle and ate while i window shopped for hours. Then i went to Accra Township stadium. Finally i went to the beach. The sight of the ocean was so glorious as it stretched for hundreds of miles until it somehow touched the sky.
I had no bags or even change of cloths, just my Cotonou handset and some dollars. It was at the beach that things started to get interesting.
Efuah, a beautifully endowed tall slim dark girl was swimming alone. I had watched her for a few minutes and had decided to make a move. A lot of things attracted me to her; her curves, her height, her weight and above all, the bikini and the two heavy round objects hanging on her chest. I strolled down towards her direction and sat down near her small bag and sipped on the small bottle of hot drink i purchased at Nkrumah square. She slowly came out of water and headed straight towards me/her bag.
''Hi'' i said as she bend down to towards her bag. She looked up and smiled.
''I saw you from up there and decided to come closer and have a look at your wonderful body'' I said.
She smiled again and murmured something i believed to be some Ghana native language.
''What is your name'' i continued.
''Why do you want to know'' she asked.
Her response increased my hope.
'' I wanted to meet with a beautiful Ghanaian woman before i travel back to Nigeria'' i said. I must have striked an interest of hers because she stood up instantly and asked '' You are from Nigeria?''. I nodded with a smile.
'' What are you doing in Ghana'' she asked.
''Nothing much, just sight seeing'' i lied,
''I got bored in Nigeria and decided to look around west Africa coastal cities'' I continued. '' So far, i have seen Cotonou and Lome, my next stop is Abidjan.'"
'' wow'' she exclaimed.
''It must be costing you a lot of money'' she said.
''I dont really care about such things, my happiness comes first'' i lied again.
''You havent told me your name yet'' i fired again.
'Efuah' she said.
"what does it mean in Ghana'' i asked.
She said something i couldnt recall now.

''Would you like to show me around Ghana today'' i asked.
''I am going back to school in Kumasi today'' she said.
'' but if you will promise to pay for my hotel room this night, i will take you around Accra and leave for school tomorrow'' she said.
I smiled and said '' deal''.
She dressed up and asked me to bring her bag and follow her.
- these Ghana girls are different from Nigerian girls, they command men-

I carried her bag and walked beside her as if we had known each other for long. We left the beach and she called a taxi. We drove for about 25 minutes until we arrived at a high gate. She knocked and a gateman opened up. She entered and motioned me to follow her. I did. We entered a magnificent duplex. She took the bag from me and asked me to have a seat. She went inside a room. Two minutes later, a woman came out from nowhere and looked at me suspiciously.
''Young man, who are you'' she asked
''Mom, she is Ziko from Nigeria, i met him at the beach and he is going to take me out tonight''.
''Zubby'' i corrected.

- I was surprised at how relaxed she was while introducing me, something i have not witnessed in Nigeria-

'' Take good care of her and bring her back on time'' the mother said.
'' Mom, i am not coming back; i will leave for school from Accra in the morning'' Efuah said.
- I was ready to jump up and bolt through the door and run for my life. I was uncormfortable with this free and strange method of introduction-
'' remember what i said about too much alcohol'' the mother said as she walks towards the exit door..
I just kept quiet and listened to them, looking from one face to another while they talked.
Efuah went back to the room and came out later with two packed bags. I took one and we left the house. We trecked for a few minutes and stopped another taxi.
We drove back to Accra and found a three star hotel.
I insisted on paying for the room but she refused. She paid by herself and told me that i was the guest in Ghana. She joked that i will pay back anyday she visited Nigeria. We laughed at the dry joke.
We left her bags in the room and went down to the bars. I ordered for a full bottle of Johnny Walker and Ice.
She drank like a fish despite the warning her mother gave her. We drank half of the contents and she took me by the hand and led me upstairs while i carried the remaining drink.
She unlocked the door and got down to business instantly. She pulled out my blue shirt and my singlet, threw them at the only chair in the room and went for my trousers. I was still unprepared for the drama as i stood like a tree watching with excitment as she stripped me n*aked and started rubbing my dicck with both hands.
*You are going to fvck a Ghana girl*
My naughty mind shouted inside my head.
.
I cupped her br*easts with both hands and started squeezing them as she swallowed the whole length of my Dickk. I moaned with pleasure.
My mind wondered to the Dollars i left in my pocket and the whole pleasure varnished. I just stood there pretending to be enjoying the work out while i figured out how to protect my 3000 dollars from this fearless beautiful girl. One thing about me was that everybpdy becomes a potential thief whenever i am with money. This beautiful girl was no different. I decided to enjoy the moment while remaining vigilant as much as i could. She stood up and turned her back for me to unzip her long gown. I did and unhooked her bra too. She removed the cloths and turned around. Facing me was two heavy smooth welcoming br+easts. I pushed her slightly to the bed ans suckked on the melons one after the other. She moaned and held me tightly while i suckked on them. I drew some milky liquids out of them as i suckked harder and harder.
Then she suddenly turned me around and as she mounted me, i pointed at my trousers for her to get a condom from my wallet. She held one finger across my mouth and mounted me. She enveloped my JT with her wet pu*sssy and moved up&down while i raised my ar*se to meet her thrust. A few minutes later, i climbed down from the bed and dragged her with me. I stood in the middle of the room and carried her up in front of me until her cu*nt was touching my dick. Then i slowly inserted my Dic*k into the open c*unt and started moving her back and front. She kissed my lips while i kept raising her in out and in towards my di*ck.
I got tired of carrying her and slowly laid her on the bed while my Di*ck was still inside her vegeeina.
She cried out softly as i pumped in and out of her in a world of pleasure that made me forget the dollars on my trouser pocket. She had climaxed twice ready while Mr Johnny Walker was holding my liquids from jumping out.
I hit the walls of her veegiina several times while brushing the clit*oris on my way out. Finally i exploded inside her and stayed inside her for two minutes while we both breathed heavily. I kissed her and climbed down,
I took my trousers inside the bathroom and cleaned myself up. I was not going to leave her a lone with my money.
She met me inside the bathroom while putting on my trouser and smiled at me.
'' that was the best fvck i have ever had'' she said with all seriousness.
'' You Nigerians are better in bed'' she continued.
-Damn, i was a good Nigerian ambassador in Ghana Afteral. If only the Obasanjo administration had recognized that and rewarded me-
We cleaned up, dressed up and went downstairs and into the Accra city....

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CHAPTER 11: EFUAH'S ENTRANCE


Efuah took me to a Night club in the center
of Accra. I forgot the name of the club but
it was filled with many Nigerians. We
ordered for Martini and ice.
After a few drinks, she took me to a small
hall behind the the club where about six
long seats were located. She spoke some
native languages and gave some money to
the two men at the door.. About two of
those seats were occupied. The lights in the
small hall was dimmed to the extent that one
cannot recognize the people on the other
seats. We sat on one of those seats and as i
opened my mouth to ask what we came
there to do, Efuah closed my mouth with her
lips and started kissing away. I suspended
the question and enjoyed the moment.
We kissed and smooched each other until
the desire to get Unclad once more kicked
in. She started unzipping my trousers and i
stopped her.
'' there are people in this hall'' i said.
'' They are here to fvck'' she whispered in
my ears.
At that stage, trying to argue or stop her was
useless since her hand had already brought
out my huge manhood out of my trousers.

- Prior to that very moment, i had never
fvcked in the presence of a third party but i
was/am a kind of person who is open to any
possibility, so i followed her lead-

She massaged my manhood while i kissed
her all over the face, neck, lips and niiplees.
She was moaning to the hearing of the other
people inside the small hall but we were also
hearing the moanings of the other people as
well.

- I wondered if Ghana was more free and
open minded to possibilities than Nigeria
but then a similar thing could be happeing
all over Nigeria. It was a matter of where i
had been and what i had experienced-

a few minutes into the romance, she got
down and knelt between my legs. She started
teasing the mouth of my manhood with her
tongue and gradually swallowed the whole
lenght inside her mouth. She moved her
mouth in and out, pausing occasionally to
breathe and suck deeply on my manhood
like a new born baby who thought that her
mummy's bosom would vanish if he/or she
removed the mouth.
The alcohol in my system was doing a great
job of not letting the spermz out easily, so i
just sat back and supported my back on the
wall while she took me beyond heaven and
into a place i had never imagined existed.

*I wanted to stop by and say hello to the
occupants of the Heaven but i felt that
Moses or Elijah could interupt my pleasure,
so i just sneaked past the gate while St Peter
was busy telling one Nigerian Politician to
give him enough reason why he should be
allowed into Heaven*

A quick draw on my manhood interupt me
and brought me back to the evening hot
temperature of Accra and loud noise
emmanating from the club next door.
She stood up and pulled down my trouser
completely while i raised my legs to let her
remove them.
I grabbed her romantically and sat her on
the seat. Then i unbuttoned her blouse like
Michael Douglas did on Sharon Stone in a
film i watched a few days before going to
Ghana. Then i kissed the bosoms slightly
while i unzipped her skirt.
Surprisingly, this Ghana babe came to the
club without underwears of any kind. I
wanted to fake a surprise but i wasnt here
for a goodboy show. So i just smiled in the
dark.
I slightly pushed Efuah back to lie on
the seat while i dipped my two right fingers
slowly into the already wet cu.,nt.
I intentionaly clipped the clits on my way
back and she let out a loud moan that
reminded the other parties that something
was happening over where we were.
I did it again and again and slowly mounted
her.
My diccck slowly went in uninterupted and
pumped away. I fvcked her for ten minutes
and since my Spermz wasnt anywhere near
coming out, i changed positions. I turned
her around and went in from the back. Her
robust moderate ar..se kept pushing back to
align with my moves while i pumped in like
there was no tomorrow.
We eventually climaxed at the same time. As
soon as i finished, it came to me that i did it
without condom. There was no time for
blame game since the deed was already
done. So we just clothed ourselves back and
kissed a little more before we left for the
dance hall once more.
We went back to our hotel around 3am and
slept.
The following morning, it was time for Efuah
to travel to Kumasi and time for Zuby to
head to Lagos.
I didnot find the products i came for in
Accra but i found Efuah Kuffor.
She gave me a phone number to be reaching
her from Nigerian and when next i visit
Ghana.
To my surprise, she opened her purse and
brought out a bundle of Ghana Cedis and
offered it to me.
'' what is the money for'' i asked.
'' its for you'' she said with a smile.
'' what am i supposed to do with it'' i asked
again.

"Stop asking too many questions and take
it, my father left a lot of money in my
acoount, i am jast giving you the money
because i lave you so mach'' she said with a
smile
'' you can go to the airport and use a flight
instead of the roads'' she continued.

I was torn between protecting my dignity
and taking the money when my Igbo mind
shouted in my head.
* take the money, you useless proud
dickhead*

I smiled and said in in defence '' Efuah, if
you insist, i will definitely give this money
back to you someday''
''Dont worry, you will spend it on me soon
enough, I will visit you in Nigeria during
Christmas period'' she said.
What!!

When i got to Cotonou, i changed the cedis
and got 700 US Dollars.

*who said i didnt go
to Ghana for business?*

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CHAPTER 12: CHRISTMAS CAME FAST ENOUGH


I remained in contact with Efuah. I called her
almost on daily basis. How could i not do
that after realising that the money she gave
me wasnt fake currencies.

I had heard how sugar mummies gave
people money and i had silently prayed to be
lucky one day to get that kind of sugar
mummy but here was Efuah Kuffor, a 20
year Ghana sweetheart offering me herself
and Money to go with it.

When i told Bonny my friend about my one
night in Accra and how i got money from
Efuah, he doubted it until i gave him One
hundred US Dollars and allowed her to speak
with Efuah on the phone.

On the morning of December 21, 2001,
Efuah landed in Lagos with Ghana airways. I
drove with Okey my friend to pick her up at
the Murtala Muhammed airport Lagos. We
drove straight to Tettrazinni resturant to
have some over-expensive ice cream,
burger and chicken. I decided to treat her
like a queen since she had the mind to give
me 700 dollars.
After the lunch, she was tired, so we had to drive to Okey's flat in Sulurere Lagos. She slept for about three hours and when she woke up, it was almost 7pm. We drove out again to Festac to have fun and indeed we had fun. She was surprised at how fast life was moving in
Lagos. Everybody seemed to be in a haste
and every one seemed to be shouting for
something. It was quite an experience for
her. We drank and danced at a club in Festac
and went back after midnight.
The following day, we headed to Lekki beach. She came with swimming pants and camera. We took pictures and she swam in the ocean (very close to the banks anyway). Okey my friend
came with his girlfriend too and they kept
themselves busy under a coconut tree
kissing and reminding themselves how much
they loved each other.
Around 8pm, we hired a small palmtree hut
and a mat. It was dark except the main areas
where people partied and Danced. We
bought a coconut drink which contained
alcohol. We drank and kissed and touched.
One thing led to another and before i could
say Jack, Efuah's mouth was already
enveloping my mouth. She had insisted that i
remained on my boxers only so that i looked
sexy. She was my visitor and i wanted to do
everything possible to make her happy. So i
remained only on my boxers which made
things easier for her when she wanted to
playfully touch my Diiick.
As she kissed and sucked my diick, i rubbed
her back and touched her breaaast since the
position we were couldnt allow me to suck
on the breaaaasts. We played and kissed
until we couldn't take it any longer. I made
the first move as i pulled down her
swimming overall and dipped my fingers
into her already slippery cu,,nt walls. I
teaased and played with her clittts until she
moaned and begged me to fvckk her.

'' please fackk me now honey'' she begged.

*Honey, i thought and smiled. I thought
honey belonged to the bees but as it was
then, i had to turn to a bee and sting her.*

And a bee i turned into as i laid her on the
mat and parted her legs slightly to open up
the heaven gates. She moaned and grabbed
my back as i drove my JT inside of her
slippery wet Cun't in one swift drive.
I heard "i lave you so mach Zuby'' on my way to
that place where i had been only once in my
whole entire existence.
We fvcked like rabbits, trying out different styles in the
open beach and when i was about to come, i
heard some voices coming towards us. I
ignored them anyway since i wouldnt stop
what i was doing even if lucifer was coming
to tell me that it was time to go to hell.

As i released inside of her without condom as
a voice said behind me '' Mr man, lets go
back home'' It was Okey and her girl
standing there, watching a live blue film
starring Zuby and Efuah.

I asked them to excuse us and they did. We
dressed up and left Lekki area of Lagos
Island and drove back to Sulurere via
Western avenue Lagos.

The following day, we packed and headed to
Enugu, Eastern Nigeria.

CHAPTER 13: LOVE FROM THE EAST


We got to Enugu towards the evening of
December 23, 2001 and booked into the
Zodiac hotels along Rangers Avenue
independence layout Enugu.
It was a very
expensive hotel but i wanted the best things
for Efuah. I didnt know all about her and i
believed there was something about her she
was not telling me. From her behaviour and
taste for things, i figured out that she came
from a very wealthy family.
As soon as we settled into the hotel, she
called her Mother and told her that she had
moved from Lagos to another city called
Enugu. After a brief listening on the phone,
she said '' Thanks mom'' and hung up. I
adviced her to rest while i followed Okey in
his Mercedes 190 to drop some bags of rice
and the other things we bought for
Christmas. We got to the village and
dropped off the items. We hung around for
an hour to entertain home based boys with
drinks and meat. Then we drove back to
Enugu Metropolis.
It was already 7pm by the time we got back
to the hotel, so i told Okey to leave and
return tomorrow in the morning. Okey's
parents had a house at the heart of Uwani
Enugu, so he went there while i stayed back
at the hotel.
I and Efuah, strolled outside and settled
beside the swimming pool. The weather was
cool and perfect for romance. We talked
about things and for the first time, i realised
that all those escapades with Efuah Kuffor
was real and not a dream or fantasy. I asked
her how she found it to easy to trust me to
the extent of coming to Nigeria alone. She
told me that she had always wanted to visit
Nigeria and found the opportunity when i
showed up in her life. We sat there and
talked and kissed and massaged and tried
out all sorts of romantic plays. When the
blood started to get hot, we held hands like
a new wedded sweethearts and strolled back
into the beautifully decorated room. As soon
as we locked the door, she pushed me down
unto the bed and started removing my
cloths.
''Baby, i want to ask you something'' i said.
'' go ahead '' she said and continued her
effort at keeping my clothes out of my body.
'' We have been having unprotected sexxxx
since we met and you seem not to be
bothered by that'' i said while looking her
straight in the face.
'' Zuby, what are you afraid of exactly'' she
asked.
'' we could get into some serious troubles as
a result of this'' i told her.
'' forinstance, you could get pregnant''
She laughed out at what i said and i
wondered what was so funny about that.
'' if i get pregnant, it would be nice. I can
take care of my baby'' she said.
''what about me, what if i am not ready to
marry you now'' i asked.
'' it doesnt matter, like i said, i can take care
of myself even if you are not ready'' she
continued.
'' I am in love with you and it would be nice
to have a baby with you'' she said.

*What was this girl talking about? My whole
life, i was taught that it was the woman who
runs away from getting pregnant for a man
who was not ready for marriage. But this
Ghanaian lady seemed not to be bothered a
bit by that. As far as i could tell, she wanted
it, a baby from me. Why? Was this girl
trying to trap me down in one place to
become a father that i was not ready for. My
mind kept racing from here to there and
here again until her mouth on my diccck
jolted me back to realities on ground.*

*somehow, a part of my mind went through
the beautiful experience of marrying a
Ghanain girl, it would be different in my
whole town since the farthest any member
of my town had gone to marry a stranger
had been to Fulani Northern Nigeria. And
here was Zuby of all people considering
marrying a Ghanaian*

I resigned to fate but my only worries was
that i had not built a house. We so much
believed in Igboland that one had to build a
house before marriage.

* I think it was the major reason why we
Igbos dont marry on time*

She must have noticed that my
concentration was not on the romance she
was dishing out becauae she looked at me
and asked '' Zuby what is worrying you''
''Nothing'' i lied to her.
''If it is about the pregnant thing, you dont
have to worry. I can only get pregnant if i
wanted it'' she said.
I relaxed a little and smiled at her.
'' I was actually thinking about how beautiful
our baby could be, he or she will look like
you'' i said.

She was surprised from what i said because
she searched my eyeballs with hers and
started crying.
When she calmed down, she told me that it
would be nice to have a baby with me.
'' My dad is a politician'' she said.
'' I could ask him to give us money so that
we can go to the UK and live'' she continued.

I pinched my left hand to find out if i was
dreaming but i was not.
I said nothing because i was always careful
when money matters come up.

'' Personally, i have 50,000 dollars in my
account and that should be enough for us
but we will get more from my Dad'' she said
again.

*50,000 dollars and this girl was stingy
enough to give me only 700 dollars in Accra*

I laughed at the above thought as it passed
through my mind.
'' There is a place i will take you tomorrow'' i
said trying to suspend the money topic
temporally.
''where'' she asked
''My village' its not far from here, its about
20 minutes. I would like you to meet my
Parents'' i said without giving it a single
thought.
'' That would be nice'' she said.

How could this girl be so free with me' we
just ran into each other in Accra beach
without prior knowledge of each other and
here she was proposing marriage indirectly.

* My mind zoomed off to Agnes, my village
girlfriend. How was i supposed to tell her
about this Ghana girl*

* a part of my mind assured me that there
would be no issues*

My mind returned to the moment as i placed
a long kiss on her lips to cement this whole
new development. My hand was already
brushing through her veegee while the
clothes was still on.
we kissed more and more before i removed
her clothes entirely and threw it like Finidi
George Into the only seat in the room. I
carried her to the edge of the bed and
parted her legs to expose her already
swolled cu.nt. I parted some pubic hairs
with my right hand and placed my tongue
into the opening of her veegee.
I teased the walls of her cu'nt with my lips
and made her moan with pleasure. i
continued and atimes clipped the opening of
her cu,nt with my lips and pull it outside
slightly. She was in another planet with
pleasure while i worked on her like a
professional sexxstar.

* I wondered where i learnt all that and the
whole Religious teachings of how pre marital
sex was sin and bla bla bla was forgotten.
There was a 50K dollars for grabs between
me and god and the battle field is Efuah who
was currently occupied by me*

* The children of Israel who starved in the
desert for fourty years would have been
better off with 50k dollars, so why would i
care what happens after life*

I slowly moved out of the V-spot and moved
up slightly to kiss her bosoms. I teased her
niipples with my tongue as i moved my dicck
slowly into her 50 grand worth of Veegee.

* forgive me for attaching the price money
to my thought but that was the closest i ever
came to that kind of money*

She moaned more and more as her wet c,unt
recieved my hard Joystick in a most
fashionable way available. I was so gentle
during the entrance and the thought of using
gold circle had long vanished from my head.

*If she wanted a baby, fine with me. Aftreall,
Tigana, my friend impregnanted Ada his
girlfriend when we were in SS3 and they had
their baby*

She held my waist line tightly to encourage
my thrust. We fvcked for many minutes
before we cimaxed at the same time. We
both lay on the bed Unclad and slept off.
The following morning, Dec 24, we dressed
up and drove with Okey down to Ihe, my
village in Awgu area of Enugu state.

CHAPTER 14: VILLAGE LOVE


Efuah Kuffor and I got to my village a little past 9am in the morning of December 24, 2001.
The news that Zuby returned for Christmas with a foreign girl had somehow made it to the village ahead of us. There was even a rumour that it was the daughter of the vice President of Ghana that had returned with me. There was other versions of the news that stated that it was the daughter of the Ghanaian Ambassador to Nigeria. Some said she was from Liberia while the usual haters said she was a prostitute i brought from Lagos. Instead of denying any of the rumour, i chose not to make a comment on it at all except for some prominent people who tried to joke with me about it.

My mom was the most skeptical of the whole lot. She wanted to know everything. She also wanted to know if i was about to Marry her. My father was indifferent. He didn't care at all. He was more contented with hot drinks i brought back home.
My elder brother lost control of me as soon as i became a millionaire. He gave me little advice and allowed me to lead my own life.
My two sisters welcomed her like their old time friend and took her everywhere they went. I drove out with Okey my friend around town and many eyes were on us as we buy drinks everywhere. Girls were looking at us but none of them was brave enough to claim what belonged to a Ghanaian lady even in her absence. I was the new celebrity in town.

Sometime in the afternoon, i went back to my house and met Efuah cutting pumpkin leaves with my younger sister Ify. They were chatting and Ify was trying to learn everything about Ghana in one hour.
I greeted them and entered my room to have some nap. When i woke up Efuah was sitting in front of mirror in the room applying some red paints on her lips.
''Going somewhere?'' i asked

''Yea, I and Ify your sister are going to look around the village'' she said.

I closed my eyes and tried to sleep again but couldnt, so i took my bath and opened another bottle of Johnny Walker.

''Azubuike'' I heard from the compound, it was my mother. I answered and went outside.
'' Your wife is such a homely girl'' my mother said.
''My wife'' i asked
She looked at me as if to say - You must marry her- .
'' Mama, Efuah is not my wife. She is a girl i met in Ghana in one of my business trips. She wanted to visit Nigeria and here she is'' i said.
''But I like her and you can marry her if she agrees'' my mother said.

I told my mother that we will talk about it when i come back in the evening. I went to Okey's house and we drove out again.
There was a football match between my Village and the Neighbouring village in the central field, so we went there to watch the match. I saw Efuah and Ify at the field watching the match.
Somehow i was surprised at how this beautiful girl felt at home.
There was no network service in the village then, so Efuah couldn't call her parents in Ghana. I told her that we will drive to Enugu around 8pm to make the call.
After the match which our Village had won, I and Efuah strolled towards home. People were watching and greeting us. It was the first of its kind in the village.
We got home and took our bath together. Then we ate Garri together in the open compound.
*That was the love of village*

My parents were teachers, so it wasnt difficult for them to communicate with Efuah. They asked her about life in Ghana and how she liked our country and town and village.
They laughed and joked until sometime around 8pm. We decided to forget about phone call to Ghana until the following day, so we went back to our room and talked about our village, our culture, the hospitality of my people and how she loved being with me. She admitted that she was scared somehow but i told her that it was a normal thing. I reminded her that i was also scared the day she took me to her parents.

When we ran out of topics to discuss, she turned and placed her lips on mine. I responded and took over from her. We kissed and touched every part of our bodies until the heat increased. I turned off the bulb in my room to avoid anyone seeing anything from outside.
I pulled up her night gown and since she had no undies, i dipped my middle finger inside her dry cu,nt and touched her clitorisss on my way in. Then i parted her left leg with one hand and started licking her cu,nt.
The sound of the big power generator from outside absorbed the moaning coming from Efuah. I licked and sucked as i ignored the fact that someone could actually contact disease from such things.

*Who cared, one thing is going to kill a man, although we must be as careful as we can*

*As long as i could tell, this girl before me took every necessary precaution towards being neat all the time. But still, one can never be careful enough-*

The '' please fvck me now'' jolted me back from my reverie as i turned her around and entered the heaven gates from behind.
*St.Peter wasnt at the gate to ask me some silly questions about how i lived my life on earth, so the entrance was wide open and smooth and uninterupted*
I intentionally decided to move in and out of her slowly to experience a different kind of pleasure from the ones i have been having. She moved her ar.se up and down to align with my thrust. A few minutes later, she climaxed and poured some juicy liquid on my dicks but i kept on moving in and out at the same pace like before.
No hurry this time around. We are at home now.
She cried out '' fvck me Zuby'' numerous times as i took no pity on her but continued with the same slow pace.
I was incharge and nobody was going to take that away from me.
After about two more minutes, i turned her around again and dipped two fingers into the wet slippery veegina.

She spread her legs helplessly and grabbed her breassssts by herself. The pleasure was unbearable for her.
She begged me to fvck her again but that was my decision to make.
Eventually i answered her prayers by mounting her again and moving my dicks slowly between the wet red walls of her cun,,t. She held my back tightly and flowed with the rythm of my thrust.
We busted again at the same time and i remained on top of her for a few minutes before making a narrow escape from heaven back to Enugu state through the heaven gates.
* St. Peter was already at the gate when i jumped off. There was nothing he could do since my name was not on the book of those to be admitted or chased away from his kingdom*

'' i love you Zuby'' i heard from Efuah twice before i responded.
'' I love you too baby and to think that you are here in my village with me makes me love you more and more''
'' I hope i will be able to pay you back one day for all your trust and love for me'' i continued.
We talked more until at about 10pm, then we slept off...

We fvcked every other day until December 29 when Efuah left for Ghana.


*** GET READY FOR HER SECOND VISIT TO NIGERIA, HER PREGNANCY, MY DAUGHTER, AND HOW SHE GOT MARRIED IN LONDON....... This and more will come between my travel to Europe and other sexapades***

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CHAPTER 15: SAMSON AND DELILAH

Efuah Kuffor, my beautiful princess left for Ghana on 29the December 2001.
I saw her off to Enugu airport where she boarded a flight to Lagos before connecting another flight to Accra Ghana.
I called her from a pay phone later in evening and she told me how their flight nearly crashed while landing in Accra. We thanked god for chasing satan away from crashing the flight at the last minute, then we reminded each other how miserable life was until we found each other AND how miserable life would have remained if we had not found each other.

By February 2002, i was invited to Ghana by her Parents. After excuses and counter excuses, i decided to go to Accra again. It seemed that their little daughter Efuah wouldn't talk about anything else except Zuby. She was the only daughter and unlike Nigeria, her parents were not so bothered about having another child or a male child. I was told to use flight to Accra but unfortunately i had no international Passport. I used cars to Accra via Cotonou and Lome again.
On the evening of 15th Match 2002, i arrived in Accra but this time, i came with a small luggage containing a pair of my Italian MISTER shoes and a sports canvas.
Two pairs of jeans excluding the one i wore to Ghana, My GSM alcatel which unfortunately works only in Benin Republic then, some condoms and Money.
They sent a driver to pick me up at Nkrumah square area.
In other to maintain my dignity, i directed the driver to take me to a hotel where i rented a room for four days and paid once. Then we drove to their family house located at about 25 minutes outside Accra Center. My little girl was not at home when i came, so my stay there was somehow awkward but i managed to stay out of everybody's way.
The mother seemed to be in control of the house as she directed the affairs and even sent the husband on small errands around the house. *Something i had not witnessed in Nigeria*
I was invited to the Dinning table which was decorated with apples, oranges, steaks, pork meat etc etc.
Eating was difficult but i managed to maintain my dignity by not rushing the food. I also learnt by force, how to eat with knife.
* I grew up in the village where we ate almost everything with metal spoons and here was I forcing myself to eat with a knife*
After numerous efforts on the food, i managed to stuff enough meat and vegetable into my stomach and declared myself filled up.
I was curious as to why her father did not show much interest in me. It was the mother who bombaded me with questions ranging from: What do you do to how much i loved her little girl.
Ofcourse i loved her little girl, why else would i travel all the way from Nigeria to that place.

After the food, i sat in the sitting room watching a Nigerian movie starring Pete Edochie and Nkem Owoh. The name of the movie was 'Ikuku' or something. Nkem Owoh known as Osuofia in the movie had been chosen to become the head of the village deity, but unfortunately he was a drunk and a loafer. The Igwe and the elders were deliberating on what to do next when Efuah came back to the house.

After hugs and kisses in front of her mother, she declared that we were going out. I had nothing to say about it so i kept quiet and followed her orders like a Nigerian Soldier. Atleast that was what i saw the father doing. Maybe it was their way of living.

She was a good driver. The father had bought her a small Italian car called Fiat Punto. She drove with me to the hotel where i lodged. The purpose was for me to change and prepare to go to the Beach, the same beach where i found her. But when we got upstairs to my room, things changed. As i was removing my shirt, she tapped me on the left shoulder and planted a long kiss on my lips.
'' Thanks for coming'' she said when her lips left mine.
'' I didnt know you would make it'' she said.
'' I was afraid i wasnt going to see you again' so when i told my mother that i wanted to go back to Nigeria to visit you, she suggested that we invite you instead'' she said again.

I moved my lips back to hers and after another long kiss and tongue sucking, i whispered into her ears '' I love you too sweetheart'' and i meant it.
'' where did you go when i came to your place'' i asked her.
''I went to drop off a friend when i got your call, so i called our driver to go and pick you up'' she said.
A kiss halted subsequent Q&A as she pushed me towards the only bed in the room and slowly pulled my singlet out.
'' I missed our sexxx'' she said as she grabbed my already hard dick. I kissed her forehead as she decended slowly towards my waist. A quick unbuckling released my belt and loosen up the jean. Then she pulled it down and out.
'' Lets go and bath together'' she said as she led me like a kid into the bathroom.

We both removed our undies and entered into the big bath tub. She sealed the water escape route and filled the tub with Water. We played like kids, throwing water at each other. She laughed loud at the play while i laughed along for the sake of laughing.
She drew close to me, turned her back and rested it on my chest. I folded my hands across her bare breeassts and kissed her while bending my mouth towars hers. My right hand ventured down and found the promise land amongst some black curly hairs. I stroked the opening of her cuuunt and washed it romantically inside the water.
As the desire to go further heated up, she turned around and faced me while still sitting in the tub. Her legs crossed towards my back as we both drew closer and closer until my dick found the opening of her cuunt. Then i slowly pushed forward and inserted my dick into the opening. We pushed in and out together for a few times until it became obvious that we were never going to get maximun satisfaction from that position so we climbed out of the tub.

I sat her on the edge of the tub, opened her legs slightly and buried my head, my face and my mind between her legs.
She let out a loud moan as i teased and succckked on her clits.
At that moment, i had that rare priviledge to take a proper look into her vegynaa. The Vagynaa that brought me to Federal Republic of Ghana, the land of Kwame Nkruma, the Land of Jerry Rawlings and the land of Efuah Eudora Kuffor.
I worked on her vegyna with both tongue and finger until she climaxed twice and begged me to have mercy upon her and put her out of that orgasmic misery.
I carried her slowly into the room and lay her on the bed. Then i climbed on top of her and moved in my dick into her wet, red slippery vegynna while looking into her eyes with a beautiful smile. She held my back while i thumped in and out of her like Mazi Omenuko in the Asaya NYSC camp. The ecstacy was high on both of us as we both moaned and fvcked until i couldnt hold my spermz any longer, then we busted into each other and remained that way for the pleasure to settle before we disentangled from each other. We remained in bed for some time before we dressed up and drove to the beach to look around. We strolled to a coconut tree and sat under it. She slept in arms for more than thirty minutes before she woke up and drove me back to the hotel.
She insisted on sleeping in the hotel but i told her to go home and come back in the morning. She planted a long kiss on my lips and when she stopped, she smiled and said good bye.

CHAPTER 16: ALMOST GOT MARRIED.

I returned to Nigeria from Ghana and went to my village. I called my parents together and declared my intention to marry a Ghanaian lady called Efuah Kuffor. My father didnt care much, he actually said that i could marry from anywhere as long we are happy. My mom asked a few questions and agreed as well.
I continued my business and life continued.
I acquired a mobile phone which made it easier to communicate with my wife to be.
At the beginning of July, Efuah came back to Nigeria. I had rented a three bedroom flat in Tedi-Muwo Area of Ojo Lagos. It wasnt such a nice place but it wasnt far from Badagry express way. I had paid for two years. We spent time together and fvcked like rabbits as usual. We visited bar beach, lekki beach, badagry beach and many more places. Life was sweet. I never used condom on Efuah and i knew she would get pregnant someday; she did.
(time to write about that will naturally fall in line)

When she returned to Ghana, i traveled to Onitsha the following day. A friend of mine had returned from Germany and wanted to see me. He returned with nice cars and was the toast of the entire Awada layout Onitsha. The little kingdom I ruled with Cotonou cars.
He told me that i could go to Germany with him if i wanted. We checked what it would cost and i had the money.
I bought a Passport with a German resident permit in it and traveled to Ado Ekiti to change the face of the owner to mine.
Then i paid the owner of the passport about 1500 dollars. I changed some naira to about 2000 euro and left all my remaining money in the Savannah bank.(the bank folded a few days to my travel)

Then on July 31st 2002, I boarded Alitalia airline and left Nigeria.

Flashback: Sometime in the middle of July 2002, i called Efuah and told her about my intention to go to Europe. She knew i loved traveling and visiting new places. It was difficult for her initially but she eventually agreed.
Not that i needed her approval or permission to travel but she was aware of my plans to marry her and bring her down to Lagos. That was the major reason behind renting a flat in the first place. She had even suggested that we rent a new flat in Lekki Area when the two years i paid for the one at Ojo expired.
She told her parents and they adviced her that it would be difficult to hold a man down against his hobbies.
She returned to Lagos on July 28 to help me prepare for the travel. It was an emotional three days for us. She used every small opportunity available to remind me how she was going to miss me and how lonely she was going to be without me etc.
During one of those moments, she broke down in tears. I allowed her to cry for a few minutes before going to her. I had cleaned her eyes with handkerchief and kissed her for long. I reminded her i wasnt going there to live forever and that i would soon return to be with her.
When she finished crying, she went into the bathroom, cleaned herself up and retuned to the sitting room without clothes (nnaakkeedd). She tapped me on the shoulder while i was squatting down over a packed traveling bag. I looked up and saw her full nakedd body staring down at me with a smile placed on her face.
Her brreasts was pointed out like a canon gun in the Nazi Germany's museum of war. Her flat belly strecthed down to her waist and down to the V-angle between her legs. Her well shaved pubic hair was well designed and trimmed as if she applied sporting waves cream on them. It was so irresitible and so welcoming that i just turned and stood up at the same time.
She smiled as i planted my lips on those oranges glued on her heaving chest. She held the back of my neck, pushing me slightly hard and encouraging me to suck more and more while she let out stiffled moans that sounded like the hiss of a little snake. I teased her brreasts with my tongue and strolled down to her belly button and down to the V-angle. I kissed the well shaven swollen cun,t a few times, then i carried her to the glass center table in the middle of the palour and parted her legs to have full access to the prize.
She gave a weak complain of the glass breaking under her but i was willing to take that chance anyway. I laid her there and parted her legs wide enough to accomodate my big head. I burried my mouth into the cu,nt and sucked away like a new born baby. I tried different styles with my tongue, inserting my middle finger occassionally to practice what i learnt in an adult movie I watched the previous night. I was enjoying the moment and so was she but i was concentrating more on my own enjoyingment. Paying attention to every little detail of pleasure coming from my acts. At a stage she became so weak after the second climax and begged me to enter inside her.
I carried her up again and sat her on the long seat in the palour. Then i raised her left leg and placed it on my left shoulder. The red opening of her cu,nt beckoned on me to come in and in i went with one swift thrust and slashed hot sensation all over my dick and down to my head through a kind of electrical waves. I moved in and out of her at the speed of 1km per hour as she shouted '' zuby fvck me, fvck me darling''.
I got tired of carryng the left leg and placed it down, then i tured her back and made her hold the edge of the seat with both hands. Her swollen vegynna faced me again from her arsse at an angle of 69 degrees which made my entrance smooth and without incidence. I drove my hard dick inside her while holding her round waist line softly. I pumped in and out of her for several minutes before we both busted out some hot liquids. I then took her to the bathroom to clean up. When we got to the bathroom, we opened the shower over our heads and held each other under the sprinkling water and planted a long kiss on each other.
We forgot the outside world in there as we kissed and teased each other with our tongues. Then she slowly bent down and started working on my dick again.
A few moments later, my dick commenced its rise to power once more. It became hard again as she sucked on it under the shower. I held her head while she sucked on my dick several minutes and when i coudnt take it any longer, i raised her up and placed her back against the wall of the bathroom. I raised her right leg up while her left leg stood alone on the ground. Then i drove inside her vegyna again while her back was on the wall. It was a new style for me but it was worth every second of it. She cried out loud while i pumped in and out in a measured unison. '' fvck me baby'' she cried every now and then until we got tired of that position. My spermz wasnt anywhere near coming out. It often happened on my second rounds.
I put her leg down and sat on the toilet seat. i beckoned her to come and seat on my erect dick. She came, turned her ars,e and slowly found my dick with the opening of her dripping cu,nt. Then she slowly moved up and down on my dick while i held her waist line to encourage the moves. She pumped me for minutes before i climaxed and released more hot creams into her. Then we concluded our bath and slept off.
The following day, She was at the airport to bid me goodbye at the Murtala Muhammed airport Lagos on the night of July 31st 2002. She later drove back to my apartment with a taxi and left for Ghana the following day.
............ Watch out for my entrance into Europe, the sexcapades, the pregnancy news from Efuah etc etc..
The journey has just began.

CHAPTER 17: GOODBYE NIGERIA

I left Nigeria on 31st July 2002. I boarded Alitalia airline at the MM airport Lagos and landed in Accra on transit. We left Ghana the same night and got to Milan Malpenza airport in the morning.

The whole night was like a dream.
As i walked down the aircraft isle looking up at the storage base for my seat number. My ticket pointed to seat Number 20A. Right behind the first class. We were demacated with a wooden cabin.
I found my seat at the left side of the flight. A strange and suspicious girl was sitting on it. The lights were still on, so i took a good look at her face first. She was about 19 or 20.
'Thats my chair' i said confidently as if i had been traveling with flight all my life.
She looked scared and surprised.
'check your ticket' i continued.
She opened a local handbag and brought out her ticket.
I took a look at it and saw 20B. What!!!.

*I thought 21 Came after 20 in numerical order, what is 20A and B again*

I was a little confused, so i settled on the window seat, whether it was 20A or 20B.
My travel was easier and smooter due to the fact that Amanda, my seatmate was also a first time air traveler. She was going to Napoli according to her, to live with her aunty who had lived for 20 years there.
*I knew nothing about prostitution in Italy then, so i suspected nothing*

After we had settled on our seats in the aircracft in Lagos, Amanda started talking to me. She was nervous as i was but i did a very nice job at hiding my own nervousness.
''are you going to Italy' she asked me.
'I am going back to Germany' i said.

I had been warned that my passport shows that i had been living in Germany for seven years. I was told to be careful if immigration or police operatives stopped me for questions but i decided to start practicing it with my seat mate.

''what is your name' i asked her.
'Amanda' she replied and continued talking. 'this is my first time to fly and i am going to Italy to live with my aunty'
She told me how she had looked for visa for years and how god had sent the visa from heaven etc.

We talked until the main lights went off. We were already in the air then. A few minutes later, we had landed in Ghana. We both stayed in the aircraft while people alighted. Other passengers boarded the craft and we flew out again.
After the announcement on how we were supposed to survive if the plane somehow crashed or caught fire or landed in the ocean, the lights went of again.
It was time for proper introduction with Amanda. Afteral i had lived in Germany for seven years, i was supposed to act like it.
'what were you doing in Nigeria before this travel' i asked. The question seemed to have caught her off guard as she stammered ' I was a year one student of Uniben'.
'what about you' she fired just to interupt further questions from me.
' i returned to Nigeria to look for a wife but i couldnt find any girl, so i am going back' i said.
* a nice line that has won me many chicks*
She smiled and started lectures on how there were millions of girls to chose from.
'non of the girls i saw in my village was as beautiful as you' i said again.
This time she laughed and relaxed a bit.
'When you get to Italy, make sure you call me so that i can visit you, i said as i handed her the phone number of the guy who was supposed to recieve me at the Dusseldorf International Airport Germany.
My right hand that had given her the phone number had somehow managed to rest on her left thigh on its way back. She said nothing as she put the phone number inside her Aba made handbag.
My right hand had already started moving up and down her leg as she smiled at me.
I smiled back and promised to run from Germany to Italy as fast as she could call me on that number. i bent down her head slightly and kissed her cheek.
' I think i have found the wife i went all the way down to the village to look for' i said.
'na God' she managed to say as my lips were already closing in on her own.
' we dey inside plane ooh' she said out of fear of someone seeing us.

The old Alitalia we boarded had no individual seat TVs as the modern aircrafts. The crappy ones inside the craft was scattered at about 8-meter intervals.
The faded lights coming from the one over our heads couldnt allow other passengers to know exactly what my hands were doing. The height of our seats also blocked those behind us to see anything.

As my hands was busy caresing her thights and breasts and sometimes venturing into the pubic hairs on her vegyna, i reminded myself that that was as far as i could venture. It was better than nothing anyway. I stopped kissing her lips since the old white man sitting across the isle on our right refused to sleep like every other nearby passenger.
My hand was on her thigh when all of a sudden, the brighter light came together with the overhead speaker.
'' Ladies and gentlemen, it is time to serve you foods''
I snatched out my hand as if it was on fire and settled back on my chair. The Italian air hostess coming out of the first class cabin looked at us as if she had seen some misbehaviours.
' You can remove your seat belts now' she said as she passed us.

*what!!, Nobody told me when it was time to remove my belts, i could have had enough space and freedom to do more things with Amanda*
I decided not to remove the seat belt so fast since i had told Amanda that i had been living in Europe for years. I was supposed to know when to take the belt off, i presumed. I claimed to love being on belts.
*I was vindicated when we hit turbulents over North Africa airspace*.

A cart was pushed towards us. We were given juice, water, small portion of badly cooked jollof rice with grinded chicken meat. When they asked if we wanted beer, i nodded in affirmative and i was given a strange can of cold beer.
After the meals, Amanda said she wanted to sleep, so i let her be.
For me, there was nothing called sleep. I was determined to stay awake all night. I had been doing that in Wake keeps, it shouldnt be a big deal, so i stayed awake until we landed in Milan Malpenza airport around 6am.

CHAPTER18: A NEW CHAPTER WAS OPENED

When we landed at Malpensa airport in Milan, we proceeded to the transit hall. I had left the craft before Amanda. The next time i saw her, she was being questioned by two uniformed women whom i suspected to be either Italian police or immigration.
I quickly looked away from them and proceeded to the transit hall.
*I was also told to mind how i interact with people i didnt know*

I boarded a new smaller aircraft.
We got to Dusseldorf Germany an hour and ten minutes after Leaving Milan. Two neatly dressed police officers stood on the way from the aircraft to the arrival hall. They stopped me and asked for my passport which I gave them. While they were flipping towards the visa page, my hand was stretched in a gesture of do-quick-and-give-it-back manner.
As soon as i came out from the airport, i fumbled in my jean pocket to get the phone number of my reciever. I searched and couldnt find it.
Then it hit me, i had given it to Amanda .
*useless boy*.
What on Earth was i thinking ?
'Are you Matthew Ejodamen' a voice asked from behind.
I turned to face a guy who resembled the original owner of my passport.
'what if i am' i asked
'I am Matthew too and i came here to pick you up' he said.
I followed him down to the train station inside the airport and he bought two train tickets.
We boarded a train from Dusseldorf to Oberhausen, a small city near Dortmund and Duisburg in the Westfalia state.
'' you were supposed to call me'' Matthew had said.
'I couldnt find a phone booth' i lied.

When we got to his flat, the first thing that caught my attention was Nnenna, an Igbo girl who was supposed to be Matthew's girlfriend.
''Nna nnoo, we have been waiting for you'' she said in anticipation of my arrival.

She popped a bottled of champagne and shared it among the three glasses on the glass table.
''welcome to Deustchland' she said as we drank from our glasses.

She pointed to the bathroom for me to go and shower but i told her i wanted some rest. She went into the Kitchen and brought out four chicken legs and kept it on the table then She announced that she was going to the mall to shop and she left with Matthew.
Two hours later, Nnenna returned alone and when i asked of Matthew, she said that he won't be coming back until tomorrow morning.

*wow! I was alerted, but i was a newbie, so i had to stay calm*

'' You havent eaten your chicken legs' she asked.

* truth was that i didnt know it was for me since she just kept it there and said nothing but*
''i wasnt hungry' i lied but instantly grabbed one of the chicken legs and shoved almost all of it inside my mouth at once.

After the meal, i went into the bathroom to shower. The bathroom was full of liquid soaps which were strange to me. I had come with Tura soap, so i tied my towel and went outside to get my soap from my bag. Nnena looked at me suspiciously as i opened my bag to get my soap but i pretended not to have noticed.
I went into the bathroom and closed the door. The key latch on the door had been damaged, so the door could not be locked.
When i turned on the shower, some very hot water landed on my body that i had to lock the water again amidst a shout from me.
The bathroom door opened up almost immediately and Nnenna was standing there staring from my head to my face down to a big joystick hanging between my legs.
' The water is too hot' i said as she laughed at me. She knew what had happened without my explanation.
'sorry i no show you how to mix the water' she said as she stepped inside the bathroom. I was naked but the effect of the hot water on my body subdued every thought in my head.
She laughed as she lectured me on how to balance the water between hot and cold.
When she finished, she looked at my joystick directly and smiled at it.
' Nnaa, amu gi dikwa Okay' she said as she left. The silly joystick had already started getting excited.
I had just arrived in a strange country with strange weather and strange building and strange yellow people with yellow hairs and flashy cars AND ALL my mind could think of was what was behind Nnenna's cloths.
I had just found myself in that circumstances and i decided not to make any move on her whatsoever.

When i finshed my bath, i changed to a short jean pants and polo shirts i had bought in Onitsha main market.

* Did this girl say that Matthew will not come back until next morning, that was almost 12 hours to stay alone with her. Something was definitely going to happen. All the girls that had seen my joystick from the past five years had also felt it inside their cunnts and Nnenna was not going to be an exception*

I sat in the palour watching a programme with a strange language but i didnt care. It wasnt interesting since i couldnt understand what they were saying but i pretended to be enjoying it. What else was there to do? The only option left was either to sleep or chat with this beautiful girl going from the kitchen to the bedroom.
A plate of hot creamy food landed on the table in front of me and brought me out of my reverie.

'' what part of Igboland are you from'' i asked Nnenna.
'Enugu' she said.
* So this damsel was from my home state, things were getting more interesting*

'' wow, i am from Enugu state too' i said.
We introduced our various towns etc, she was from Nkanu area while i was from Awgu. We chatted more and surprisingly ate from the same plate while talking.
She was a student, or so she said. When we finished eating, she went into the bathroom to bath.
' Zuby'' i heard a voice shout from the bathroom. I moved towards the bathroom door when i heard it the second time.
I knocked and she asked that i come in.
I opened the door slowly and peeped into the bathroom.
Nnenna was naked. '' I asked you to come in, not stand at the door'' she said and laughed. '' abi you dey fear naked woman'' she continued.
I decided to take control of the situation from there.
'' Tell me what it is, i can hear you from here'' i said.
'' I need you to massage my back with this sponge,, she said as she strectched her hand to give me a sponge.
'' i, i, i, cant do that, Matthew will be''
''Matthew will not find out unless you tell him,, she interrupted me.

* What was happening*

I staggered into the bathroom and took the sponge.

*I was in a dilemma. If i refused to do her this favour, i could have managed to make an eneymy under the same roof, if i did it, i could get in trouble with Matthew if he finf out.*
*I was already in the situation and there was no way out, so i started rubbing her back with the sponge.*


She eventually turned around and faced me with beautifully crafted breasts. King David would have sent Matthew to the war front to be killed just to take Nnenna from him if it was during his era.
I didnt wait for the invitation to rub the breasts. It was part of her body. I had massaged and rubbed her back down to her buttockks and as far as i was concerned, the difference between the buttoocks and the brreasst wasnt much.
I massgaed the brreaasts with the sponge while she closed her eyes.
Somehow i managed to drop the sponge and started the massaging with my bared hands. My joystick was already bulging from my jean pants and was so visible that there was no hiding place. She threw water at me and pulled me close to her body. Then she planted a kiss on my lips and i lost every sense of control and reasoning.
She bent down and unzipped my shorts, then pulled them down to reveal a huge Joystick dangling and ready to commit offence. I stroked her hair while she succked on my JT. The warmth from her mouth played some tricks on my cold joystick as i traced my hands down to grab her brrreasts and squeeze them. I was moaning and so was she as we both played out a non scripted movie inside the bathroom of our host who happened to go to work.
She suddenly stood up and dragged me to the wall of the bathroom. Then she raised her left leg which i grabbed with my right hand. Her open red cunnnt looked at me like the Thor's hammer in the movie 'SG-1'.
I moved closer and dipped my hard joystick into the open gates and fvcked like i never did before.
She shouted with pleasure while i fvcked her. When we got tired of that style, i put her leg down and turned her around. She bent over with both hands on the floor while her a.rse pointed upwards at an angle that allowed me to probe through her openings easily. I parted her robust buttocks and dipped two fingers into her open cunnt. She moaned out loudly as i twisted my fingers inside of her. The clitorris was downwards and provided easy access for my fingers, so i brushed it every now and then until she begged me to fvck her again. I answered her prayers as i stood erect and pushed my hard diicck into her wet cunnnt again and started pumping.
'' Please releases inside me'' i heard but i pretended not to.
* why in the world would she want me to release inside her?' i guess she wanted a baby and i was right as that was the only way the German Immigration Authorities can allow you to stay in their country beyond your student visa*
The pleasure coming from the sexxx couldnt allow me to think properly about why she wanted my spermm.
A few pumps later and the spermzz was ready to come out, so i pulled my Joystick from her and released them on the floor.

She got up and looked at me.
'' i wanted you to release inside of me'' she said.
'' And i wanted to know why before i do that'' i countered.
She kept quiet as we finished up our bath and headed back to the sitting room.
Later on, she explained to me that her visa was going to expire in one year and that if she didnt get pregnant, the Germans will send her back to Nigeria. She told me that Matthew was not her boyfriend. According to her, Matthew was just a guy she wanted to use to get pregnant but he had always insisted on using condom.
As a good samaritan, i took pity on her and released my spermz inside her during our subsequent fvcks. Whether she got pregnant or not, i didnt wait to find out as i later moved to asylum camp somewhere near Poland border town of Cottbus.

CHAPTER 19: THE RIDE CONTINUED.

After my sexcapade with Miss Nnenna Dorothy Nwabueze, we sat down to chat in the living room. She told me how she had come to Deustchland. (Germany is called Deustchland over there). Her parents were some kind of rich people who lived in Victoria Island. They had sent her to study engineering in Essen, a big city near koln (cologne). She lived alone in Essen which is 20 minutes train ride to Oberhausen where we were at that time.
She is a beautiful girl and charcoal black in complexion.
During our chat, she had told me that she wanted a baby to make her get Mothershaft, a kind of resident permit to live in Germany.
I had thought about her proposal of getting her pregnant and had no decission on it yet.
*Hell, i had just arrived in Germany and i had not even called back home to tell them that i reached my destination*
The thought woke me out of my silly dellusion.
I stood up and asked Nnenna to escort me outside to make some calls to Nigeria and Ghana.
She excused herself and went inside the room to make up.
I opened my bag and took 100 euro bill from it and seached for my passport, it was nowhere to be found. I recalled that Matthew had taken it from me to keep. Then it occoured to me that it actually belonged to him. I told Nnenna and she told me not to be afraid. She said i could always tell the police that i was from Liberia and that i was missing for long, that i didnt even know how i got to Germany. It was all funny but it was better than nothing.
We went outside to the business district of the city.
I called my elder brother who was already getting worried. I told him to spread the news down to my parents. Then i called Efuah Kuffor in Ghana.
She started crying when she heard my voice. She told me that her mom said she should forget about me now that i had traveled to Europe. Her reasons was that i was definitely going to marry a white lady.
We spoke for a few minutes and i promised to call her again when i got a phone.
Then i made few more calls to some girls in Nigeria, Chinwe, Azuka etc and hung up.
Nnenna took me to a center where Igbo boys gather every evening to joke and drink.
I just kept quiet and listened for a few minutes. It was getting dark, so we left for home.
We got home around 8pm. Then Nnenna called Matthew and confirmed that he will come back in the morning. The phone was on speakout.
Matthew asked about me and was told i was sleeping. He laughed and asked Nnenna to wake me up and give me the phone. I changed my voice and spoke like i just woke up. He asked how i was doing and if Nnenna gave me food blablabla. (Nnenna actually gave me food, not just the food of mouth but of Cuuunt). He said he will come back around 6am and hung up.

I and Nnenna laughed but my laughter was cut short by a kiss from Nnenna's red lips. I didnt care about the lipsticks as i licked everything on my way to her tongue. We held each other and kissed and caressed and squeezed and massaged until my joystick reminded me that it was still part of the set up. I shifted a bit and removed her red gown totally.
I carried her to the bigger seat and made her lie down on her back. Then i spread her legs and burried my head inside her cunnt. She moaned as i licked and teased her red cunnt with my tongue. She held my head tight and encouraged me by pushing it harder into the Vshape. About five minutes into the licking, she climaxed and lay on the seat powerless. I dipped two fingers into the well shaven cuunt and hit the clitorris on my way in, then i twisted my fingers severally inside of her before brusshing past the clitts again on my way out. She had started twisting herself again, moaning out my name in a sexy way; ''oh zibi, you are killing me''.
I continued my adventure pretending not to hear the ''killing me'' part. I didnt want to be charged with a murder rap on my first day in Germany, so i stood up beside her and smiled. She got up and unzipped my trouser. My standing dicked jumped out as if we had been locking it inside the made-in-China jean against its wishes.
She grabbed it and started squeezing it inside her mouth. I stood there like a zombie watching her play every tricks in the book with my JT. It was a lovely experience as i moaned out loudly and forgot that i was in another man's living room, fvcking his girlfriend in his absense.

*My mind drifted away into Heaven where i had a hard time entering through the pearly gates. St Peter was there with the same Sword he used in cutting out the ear of one of those Gentiles who wanted to crucify his Oga at the top. I greeted him nonchalantly as he opened the book of life to check if my name was among those scheduled to go into Heaven.
'' What did you say your name was again'' he asked.
'' Zuby'' i stammered.
'' Your name no dey here'' he shouted as he reached for that rusted sword. I took to my heels and it was only when i hit my head on the wall that i returned back inside Matthew's sitting room, back to Nnenna and back to the cold weather of Europe.
Nnenna had just finished sucking my joystick and led me into the bedroom.
''dont forget to release inside me'' she said as she lay down on the blue dressed kingsize bed. I climbed on top of her and in one sweet move, i entered inside her...
We fvcked each other in the bed room for many minutes before i climaxed and busted my white thick hot cream inside of her. She held my my ars.e with her legs until every drop of the incoming sperm entered inside her. Then she smiled and said that she would want her son to threat women like me when he grew up.
''Your son?'' i asked.
''the one you just gave me'' she smiled.

We remained in bed for over an hour and later got up to go to the sitting room.
As i turned to go, my eyes caught a small stain on the bed sheet. It was a drop of a sperm. How it got out and where it escaped from was a surprise to me. Matthew was definitely going to find out what we did if we did nothing about it. I called her attention to it. She gathered the sheets and took them to the store room where the laundry washing machine was located. She put it inside the machine and pressed some buttons as i stood naked behind her and watched. The machine started turning slowly and fast and faster. She later told me what it was as we took our bath under the steam shower amidst more kisses and squeezing of oranges etc.
At about 12am, we finished drinking our orange juice and she announced that she was going to sleep in the room. It was a one-room apartment so i had to sleep in the sitting room.

''griiim griim griim'' and i woke up with a start. Who could be ringing a doorbell as early as 2am? It was Matthew. I pretended not to have heard the bell anyway as i heard the room door opened and Nnenna opened the Passage door for him. He was pretty cold as he went straight to the kitchen to plug the electric kettle on the electric to make coffee. They talked for a while and Nnenna went back to the room pretending to have been sleeping since 6pm the previous day. Matthew did not come into the sitting room as he feard he could wake me up, not knowing that i was awake.
Around 7am, i went to the bathroom to pee. Nnenna was already in the kitchen baking god-knows what. I ignored her and went back to the palour. She joined me 10 minutes later and sat a considerable distance away from me as if i was a plague. We occassionaly cast eyes upon each other but no talking.
The German ZDF TV was Telling us how the weather was going to be that day across Germany.
I went into the kitchen and brought a can of beer.
''N'ututu a ka ichoro inu beer'' Nnenna said. I ignored her and opened the beer, took a deep sip and put it on the table.
''My man, e be like say you dey like beer'' a voice said coming into the palour. It was Matthew.
'' Good morning'' i greeted.
He reponded and said something about the beer again.
'' I had been bored since yesterday doing nothing, so make i zap one beer first so that my head go clear today'' i said.
He laughhed as he told me that he will have a one week leave in three days time and will take me out to meet people.
*Another three days alone with Nnenna, she was surely going to get pregnant*
'' No wahala'' i managed to say ignoring Nnenna.
'' I no go follow una go'' Nnenna chipped in. I kept quiet as Matthew told her that it was going to be boys runz but that we could attach her to our plan if she would make Chapatti for him.
(Chapatti is an Eastern African food made with plantain. I think it originated from Kenya or Uganda as i learnt from my Ugandan Girl Agnes
in Potsdam later on.... We will come to that later )

She agreed to make the food with laughter and we started talking until it was time for Matthew to leave house again.

CHAPTER 20: THE HAND WRITING 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 boobs.
'' 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 naked woman showed on the screen. It was a porn 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 naked 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 breasts. 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 breasts 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 dick 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 dickk 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 dick 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 dick 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.

zubby e no dia.sail on cos u de represent wella

CHAPTER 21: THE NARROW ESCAPE.

As soon as Afam left, the kissing and the I-missed-you-baby took over. Nnenna was all over me. She didn't even allow Afam to reach the foot of the stairs. She was hungry, hungry for my lips and warm body. She acted as if she knew it was going to be our last.
The atmosphere was tense, the scene was set, the actors were ready, the environment was quiet and I was calmer than usual.
'' Your mouth is smelling beer'' she said.
I told her that I took beer in Essen. She suggested that I go and brush my mouth. I did. By the time I returned to the sitting room, she was almost half naked. The top part of her clothing had disappeared and was lying on the sofa. I wasn't in much romantic mood, my visit to the camp tomorrow had occupied my mind. But I managed to kiss her passionately and forwarded my head down to the boobs. I sucked them like I never did while she moaned out loudly. I occasionally removed her skirts and underwear, then I lay on my back and motioned her to lie face down on my body in a reverse style. Her mouth was on my joystick while my mouth was licking her clits which pointed down towards my face.
In that famous 69 position, we licked away in ecstasy as she moaned out a muffled sound that underlined the enormous pleasure coming from her vegyna. When she couldn't take it anymore, she rolled down from the top of me and lay on her back on the floor staring at me helplessly.
'' baby come and fvck me'' she pleaded. I rolled down from the seat and climbed on top of her. Her legs was spread wide open in anticipation of my coming. The opening of her vegyna was slightly ajar and I could see the red inside of the left wall. It was a pleasant sight to behold. I raised both of her legs up from the floor and supported the weight with her back. Her ar.se was raised up slightly. I peged her legs with my hands and in one smooth swift entrance, I started moving in and out of her. The cunnt was wet and dripping. She just moved her ar.se in uniform with my thrust while holding my back. She climaxed as the walls of her cunnt seemed to held my dickk tightly for a few seconds. We changed position. I laid down on my back while she rode me facing my legs and turning her ar.se towards my face. She bumped up and down on the standing joystick until I busted some hot creams inside her.

We later cleaned up and held each other and talked.
''Nnenna, I am going to camp tomorrow'' I announced. She was startled.
''but you don't have a story yet'' she managed to say.
'' I will manage what I heard in Essen this evening'' I said.
I made her understand that It was better than staying there and waiting for another police scare.
She was really in love with me because she cried like a baby and reminded me how she was going to miss me. I did the obvious next thing to do which was promising her that I will come and stay with her after the camp. She slept in my arms. I had to wake her up around 1am to go to the room since I figured out that Matthew could return anytime from 3am.

In the morning, Matthew was no where to be found. Nnenna had tried his number numerous times but it couldn't connect.
'' his battery must have died'' she kept saying.
At about 9am, he had not returned yet. By then, I was ready to go.
As instructed, I was to go without anything. No money, no second cloth, nothing that linked me to Africa except a Cameroun CFA note carefully hidden.

Then I proceeded downstairs with Nnenna to board a tram (tram, is a kind of train that runs in the street) to the Oberhausen hauptbanhoff.
(Hauptbanhoff is central train station).

As we opened the door to the street, we saw a police bus coming down the street. It passed us and stopped a few metres away in the only packing space available in the area. As we moved up the street, we saw three Police officers came out of the Police bus. Among them Was Matthew Ejodamen in handcuffs. I needed no Dibia to tell me that there was trouble. We continued our walking and pretended not to have seen them.
I was waiting for '' Hey stop there'' but I didn't hear it. That was how I escaped the police net the second time in two days.
We went to the train station and we boarded a train to Monchenglabach. Nnenna stopped at Essen Hauptbanhoff while I continued to the asylum camp in Dusseldorf. I collected her phone number as I bid her goodbye....

PART 1 ENDS HERE.
PART 2 BEGINS WITH CHAPTER 22.

Comments are encouraged.
Critisms are welcomed.
Corrections will be greatly appreciated.
Commendations are also welcomed.

The ride has just started....

zubby,u no d thank pesin na how dem go take de coment?i don praise u tire yet no piiim frm u or so i tot