Back in the days when men were boys, I use to go to parties with my guys and spend time chatting with ladies. Then I dont have a gf so they took me to a party and left me alone. They were dancing with their gals when a tall sweet gal approaches me an ask me to dance with her. First I was shy but as a big boy I let go of fear. We were dancing when she first ask me my name, I told her and she smiled. I later ask her to visit me one of this days and she said I will have to visit her first. I was surprised and asked her where she stays so I can come and see her. She told me not for from her that I can even come tonight. I look at my friends and they smile at me and ask me to carry on.They all know she is a prostitute but kept quiet. She led me out of the dance hall and we took me to where she stays.
As we walk through the compound I found out that the environment was polluted with cigars. I ignore and walk straight to her house, a well furnished house but no chair. I was going through a magazine when she ask me to pull. She was like " oya pull pull no time other customers will be waiting" I scratched my head and ask her pull what? She said I should hurry and I realized I have been punk.
I told her i never knew she was a wh*re and that was when she started using pigin English. " You no serious at all oya sleep here and phyuk me before I lose my temper" I manage to have confidence and told her " Oya come carry my yansh na" as I turn to go out, she gave me a heavy knock on the head and the word that came out from my mouth was "UKPABIE!". As I rushed at her a soldier man came in and ask what the problem is and since I know soldier men and good customers of wh*res I manage to smile and said nothing Oga we are just playing. I quickly rush out and the stupid gal was there laughing at me. As I approach the party scratching my head in pains my guys were at the entrance laughing at me.
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