One beautiful Sunday evening, Agatha (my girlfriend) visited with a seductive beautiful skimpy gown.
"wow...you are looking so beautiful and ravishing, can't wait to work on your farmland " i said.
"hey! hey!! hey!!! i am not here to be smashed. I came to spend quality time with you" Agatha responded.
"there is no difference between spending quality time together and being smashed" i protested; with a smile on my face. Having the full assurance that "anyhow wey e be, ogoro must jump"
She walked towards me slowly looking straight into my eyes in a seductive manner and hugged me: accompanied by a wet kiss. I almost fainted. But "base on the nigga wey i be, i need cooperate.
Few seconds later, she walk straight to the room....lie in the bed and said in a romantic voice "Bobby please join me" (my pet name).
"base on say na wetin i dey pray for, i just rush enter bed within a one second".
Few minutes later, my Chief of staff started rioting.
"Haba! Bobby, not yet time. Perhaps i said earlier that my purpose of coming is to spend quality time with you and not the other way round. So advice your gun boat not to shoot; she said in a soft tone and her right hand on my hairy chest.
An hour later, her phone rang.
Sandra on the phone (Agatha's best friend)
Agatha where you dey?
I go your house but i no see you. Sandra asked.
" l dey my boyfriend house"
Agatha replied.
"which of your boyfriend's?
Sandra asked again without having the knowledge that Agatha's phone is on loudspeaker.
Yawa don gas!
"How many boyfriends i get? no be only one. Agatha responded angrily. contemplating either to continue the conversation or end the call.
"ha! okay no problem. Wetin be him name? Sandra asked again.
"Bob" Agatha answered.
Sandra paused a while. Feeling confused i guess.
Haba!, you never tell me about this one one oh. Abi na new catch? Sandra asked further to know more about me.
Do you want to know what transpired thereafter ? Then wait for the part 2 of this story.