Gift - S01 E37

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Gift - S01 E37

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 37

Subtitle: Assuming Victor is a girl called Gift.

The

way people that claimed to mourn with us were

eating and drinking you will wonder if

it is longevity ceremony or burial ceremony.

Is only me and my father, with his two

sisters. The others were just busy comforting

the big pots of rice and sneaking many

packaged food away as much they could,

I bet some people stayed all night during

the wake keep to eat and drink, nothing

more.

The next day the corpse was brought

from the mortuary my grandmother possess

my sister, according to them oh! The whole

think looked like acting to me, is doing

me like film the way my aunt’s first daughter

Beatrice was moving all over the place

chasing the corpse anyhow. I was watching

it with small pikin eyes sha and I didn’t

get what was happening, some people

were just throwing one look like I interpreted

that why she no choose you, the women

at the backyard were horribly good at

taking food home and the person in the

kitchen was the worse of it kind, I even

met her son with a big bag containing lots of

fufu and stockfish. Immediately, they

buried mama, visitors started trooping

in and out of the house to remind the people

in the kitchen that they also needed to eat.

Lots of people in the canopy were giving

food, and lots of them refused to go home.

They stayed to eat breakfast, lunch, and

the worse of it all some slept in the canopy

after dinner. The thing just tire me sha..

I was in good mood when I heard blasting

music coming from the DJ in our compound,

I decided to come out it was late but some

guests were still dancing. I watched them

dance away, village boys rocking some

village girls. The engine house bulb spoilt

some days ago and it haven’t been fixed

quite close to the garden, because the

fenced compound is large and the house

was built upstairs and it didn’t take much

of the space. And my dad didn’t appreciate

noise from the generator, he decided to

distant it from the house. I just felt like

checking the dark that night directive

from a ho-rny mind, when I got closer

I saw two figures lurking in the dark. I

moved away from the light and ducked

in the flower, moving stealthily closer

to the voices I was hearing.

Voice1: aahh! aahh! take am easy oh, you know say your thing big well well.

Voice2: you know say you too sweet, when I start the thing go just enter my head.

Voice1: no too wide am, my husband go notice.

Voice2: leave that man, you go complain say em size don too small. Shey you don born pikin for am?

Voice1: just dey gentle.

Voice2: okay, umhh… Oohh! I don chuk am inside, aaahhh!

Voice1: aaahh! I don drop my wrapper for ground.

Those

two people were having se-x, I was so

hor-ny and I wished I was the one. As no

be me, I threw stones at the engine house

and they became alarmed. I kept on doing

it before they quickly ran away, fear to

catch them. The next day visitors were

still visiting, some were even begging

my father to dash them many things.

From the remaining foodstuffs to clothes,

and many more things I didn’t get to know.

Okoye was around, the way he looked

at me, I thought I was naked because

the terrifying lu-st gaze could make any

clothed woman na-ked. While, Samuel

was now the only one been allowed to

work in the house with the cook, Okoye

was relived of his duty as the gate-man

after mama death. We didn’t go after the

burial but stayed back as Papa decided

to attend some meetings, my aunts and

their children left. Papa Ella came one

after the burial, he was just groping me

in any slightest opportunity he got. His

wife had to drag him back to their house

with threats, I don’t even understand wetin

my toto do the man sef.

Samuel: Gift Gift! sas you fine stealing a quick touch at my bre-asts

Me: stop, I nodey like that kind play.

Samuel: hiaa! Gift na me Samuel oh...

Me: and so? I roll my eyes

Samuel: I know say you don miss that thing I dey do you well well.

Me: commot here oh! I no miss anything.

We

were both outside the compound, papa

had gone to another meeting in the village

town hall while the cook have gone to

the market to buy some vegetables to

prepare food. I was furious the way Samuel

was touching me and I went inside, na

him and Okoye ’cause mama death.

He

came begging me to open my door and

let him in, at first I no want oh! before

I look I don go open the door and Samuel

turned and locked the door. He started

kissing me, necking me, smooching all

over me. Pressing my small bre-asts,

lifted my skirt up and dipped two fingers

in my now not too tight toto, he started

fi-ngering me, I asked him to stop and

I helped him pull his shirt, before I could

count 1, 2, 3 my skirt is offed from my

waist while Samuel have discarded the

short he wore, his hard kulikuli dangled

in front of the starked naked Samuel that

want to devour me. He spread my legs

and shifted my pa-nt, I asked him to stop

ohh! that I don’t like it, he started ba-nging

me hard and faster, he made me to mo-an

and scratched his back. Our Elder say

a child who doesn’t control her libido is

like a fowl that is submissive to the urge

of a hen.