Must Read: House Of Lust (18+)

7 years ago

Must Read: House Of Lust (18+)

On one of my visits to mushin to garner some support, I met Jola with his soon to be Wife, Stephanie, doing some campaigning. There had been a terrible riot in mushin at the time, Yoruba and Igbo fighting in market places, it was so terrible, reasons why I came around, reason why Jola was probably campaigning. He and his wife was in a stand addressing the large audience and I was driving by. I decide to stop and try to win people, try to convince them I had the spirit of sportsmanship. I came down from my car and joined the crowd, they lost concentration on Jola’s speech soon as they saw me, I loved it but I told them to concentrate and listen. He was addressing the latest murder on mushin, A little boy was killed and his mother was on the stage, I think he was asking for enhanced security as something he could offer.

He spotted me, and called me to come join him on stage. I moved to the stage, with my escorts around me, I signalled them they didn’t need to follow me as far as they had done, but maybe they didn’t get the signal. As soon as I got on stage, I hugged Jola and his fiancee, exchanged pleasantries. He handed me the microphone to address the audience. I greeted them and then moved to the woman who lost her child, dropped the microphone and spoke to her. After a few minutes of talking to her, I picked up the microphone and supported Jola’s view for enhanced security, notifying them it had always been part of my campaign. I handed the microphone to Jola, with the audience applauding me. I was about to come down from stage, when Jola said.

“Oh sorry, seems someone wants to ask a question from the crowd, can you give them your attention for a while”. I made a gesture, that meant “Why Not?”, and went forward to collect the microphone, I welcomed the person, asked for his name and told him to ask his question.

“If you really care about security, why don’t you just step down and support Jola’s Edwards, non offence, but months ago, you were just a secretary, you have no experience whatsoever , Thank You “. This had to be a plot from Jola, I sensed it, he put on a shocked face like he was so sorry. I just took the microphone, and went down to the crowd. I went straight to the man, and with the microphone aloud, I explained that even great presidents were once civilians, and inexperienced people sometimes did the best Job, because they’d always want to give their all given that it was their first time, and that at this time of terror, all we need is support, not who qualifies most. I Apologised for the pain the man might be feeling at that moment, and hugged him. I climbed back to the stage amidst applause, gave to microphone to Jola, and moved back to my car.

The crowd were coming towards me, I hugged the people I could because they were too much at that moment.

Jola was calling the audience to get back to order, I waved as my car drove off.