Must Read: Memo Of A Male S

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Must Read: Memo Of A Male S

“You know him” The man asked Ifeoma

“Yes, that is my boyfriend I am telling you about” Ifeoma replied. It was a mixture of disgrace, disappointment and unbelief that was written on his face that evening. Immediately Ifeoma said that, there was a kinda murmuring going on inside that place. Everybody was that a little man like me could go out with a woman old enough. Well, there wasn’t much stress. I quickly sat down; we ate and went to do what we planned to do for the night.

Thick girls don’t rock; it was a serious stress while trying to explore the holes between her legs. butt0ckz covered everywhere, and the possible styles remained just from behind or missionary. It was more of an assignment that fun. She couldn’t achieve all the positions I wanted her to go because she couldn’t just move her body. Either ways, I enjoyed her for the night, and the next morning; we went separate ways.

I knew I had limited time before going for service, so I made sure I did everything I was supposed to do, before leaving my comfort zone in the east. Only God knew where I was going to be posted, so didn’t want to take chances. I heard service was fun, but I wanted to catch the fun I saw before going over to the one I heard about.

Lots of other one night stands, 1 day relationships, hit and run happened that if I am to write it down, I won’t be able to finish this. I have limited time, and all I am writing about is just to say what Solomon said, “It boils down to vanity”. Let me not bore you with words.


*********Back at the school********

After chasing all the students away from the exam and record unit, my heart kept beating that I was sweating inside an air conditioned room. She kept staring at me and I did my best to avoid eye contact, despite I made some few seldom times.

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“How was it possible” She broke the silence by saying that “We are still researching and making findings to know if this is actually your result or something funny happened along the line” She said.

My temperature increased highly, and my body was becoming so hot. I was sweating and maybe she was doing it on purposed, I couldn’t tell.

“I want water” was the only thing I could say then, and she went to her fridge and brought me water. I drank it and felt a little bit better than before.

“You are a genius” She continued,
probably she thought that it would calm me down, but the temperature and the heartbeat kept on increasing badly.

“Since I have been appointed exams and record officer, I haven’t seen anyone did exactly what you have done. You are really a genius” She said once again. I could feel drops of tears flowing out of my eyes, and I kept fighting back to hold it from coming out. I tried and tried till I couldn’t any longer, I gave went into a silent cry. She touched my head and rubbed it, while extending her handkerchief for me to clean my face. I cleaned up but couldn’t still stop crying. I was confused if it was tears of joy or tears of pains, I still didn’t know. She handed over the statement of result to me, and behold it was a Second Class Upper.

“I will tell you that nobody ever bounced from a 3rd class in 300level to a 2nd class upper when he graduated” She said “You kept on with your 1st class from 300level second semester till your final exams. I am happy for you” She said. I was still in shock.

Daddy wrote me off, Mummy believed in me. I allowed the tears flow freely, and when I was done, she asked me to clean up before handing over my posting letter to me. I quickly searched for the state that would host me for one year, and I saw…

The journey to Sokoto wasn’t such a Sekxy one. We spent about two days on the way heading to the northern part of Nigeria in a luxury bus. Before I left home, it was a celebration galore.
Daddy apologized by getting me a new Apple laptop, and boxing me up real bad with lots of cash before our journey. We finally reached our destination after a “wonderful journey” to the north. It was a hot, dry region that if you have a soft body, you might end up getting melted. The normal camp life begun and it moved from boring, tiresome to wishing we won’t leave camp again. The night life, the camp fire where we saw people having fun in weird places to the goodbye kisses that surrounded the last day of the camp.

****Four months later*******

I redeployed from that northern part of the country to a south western state. I did the necessary formalities that came along with redeployment, and finally settled down in one of the local governments of Ibadan. Things were moving fine till I saw….