THE PROTAGONIST OF THIS STORY IS A VERY VERY POPULAR UI BLOGGER, AND WE HAD TO AGREE TO A FEW TERMS BEFORE POSTING IT.
1 HE SHALL BE REFERRED TO AS “EMISSARY”. VERY ODD NAME THOUGH, BUT HE HAD HIS REASONS
2 WE ARE NOT TO CENSOR HIS WORDS, WE ACTUALLY DID BUT WE RAN THE ORIGINAL WORDS IN ITALICS
3 AND SINCE WE GOT THE STORY THROUGH VOICE, I.E INTERVIEW, WE ARE TO WRITE IT IN SOPHISTICATED GRAMMAR. HE SPOKE IN PIDGIN DURING THE INTERVIEW
7:15 on Monday found me opening an eye to find out if it was morning yet. I grabbed my phone from the bedside table and checked the time.
"Chai!"
I had a class at 8am and the lecturer was a no nonsense person. Although two lecturers taught this particular course, the man lecturing now was too strict and would not let anyone come into the lecture hall five minutes after he walked in. I rolled over and crashed into the body beside mine. She stirred. I had totally forgotten a chick slept over. How could I have forgotten but then again how could I not have? I was high last night, all through the night.
I remember we ate suya, actually the suya newspaper strewn on the rug reminded me of that. I remember we talked till some minutes past 11pm and when she stood up to leave I gave the excuse of being tired and unable to escort her back to her hall.
"So what will happen now?" She asked.
"I don't know. You can sleep over if you want to." I said with a shrug. You had to act like she wasn’t that important, this was key.
Now a girl that doesn't want you would leave regardless of the time except she was a holy sister or you’re the mayor of the friendzone. And she stayed, I knew I was in. Who were we kidding? She was too tipsy to walk and I was too high to do anything else but get “high” and sex (he said fuck). The tricky part was the first move. People say you can't just start poking or touching a girl anyhow but na lie(no sophisticated grammar here, sorry emissary), there is no time for “senrere”. Screw (He said fuck again) all that going slow and smooth shit. These girls liked it rough, if experience was to go by. The fellowship sisters are the best though, those VDF (Replace the D with the appropriate letter, It's the letter before I) girls have wild dreams, and I help make them come true.
Back to the present day, I nudged her intentionally this time and she stirred again, and opened her eyes. You probably noticed I haven't stated her name so far, I couldn't remember. During the past week, I had met like 13 girls, this was even lesser than the standard, just saying. Being a popular person in UI and outside UI and having a car was all too much for these girls to not want to meet you. This one that laid next to me was from Agric, I think. If she wasn’t from Agric, she had to be from K.H.E. I’d find out soon enough when I ask her about her classes, but no need to rush that. It’s not like I care anyway. Two days was all it took – One day to meet, exchange numbers and chat and the next day to do the do(He said “straff her anyhow”) and the “culmination” of (He basically just said “cuming in her”) last night's activity signified the need to move on to the next chick. Looking at her again, maybe I would add an extra week. She is rather pretty and she was too easy, she didn’t make me work for it.
"Good morning" she said.
I smiled at her.
"Morning!"
She yawned and reached out for her shirt which laid by the side of the bed.
"Last night was crazy."
Tell me something I don't know. I thought.
She found her bra on the floor and started to pull it on. I helped her latch it on.
I reached out and clasped the first hook. Her skin was pretty soft. I had not noticed this yesterday. Amazing! I touched her and she shivered. God she was so sensitive! And I liked it. I touched her again and she brushed my hands away.
"Stop it." She murmured.
"Are you sure you want me to stop?”
One thing led to the other and her bra found its way back to my bedside. Thighs were clasped around my waist and deeply energetic were the thrusts (What he said here is X-rated), and class was forgotten about. I would later find out that this too easy girl from K.H.E, yeah I later found out it was K.H.E not Agric ( a little suprising that it wasn’t Agric, they are known for their hoes), is the reason why I have had to send my story in, but really I sent it in mostly just to brag, for laughs, and the owners of UISTT pressured me to do so.
I have a feeling I know who this is about
ReplyDeleteSirkenayo obviously. Fvck boy oshi.
ReplyDeleteHello, this is Ola. I'm sirkenayos manager when it comes to handling stuffs like this. Since right now he is the only blogger in UI that fits this description you have painted. I/we don't know what the end game is in trying to make People see him in a bad way cos that's what this post is about. It would be fair to add a disclaimer to say sirkenayo didn't send this story in. Its simply unfair.
ReplyDeleteWe have been dealing with messages from people all day. Kindly do what is right. If you don't it doesn't matter too. We are used to stuffs like this: cheers.
Lool... Baba has a manager for stuffs like this..
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DeleteI laugh in swahili! Guys nd girls
ReplyDeletenever cease to amaze me