Must Read: She Pulled Her Pants... I F**KED Part 4

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"Ahh.. Bros, so na you?"

I said stopping dead on my tracks. I had already gotten to my bus stop which is right on the bridge. There you will see cars going directly to Nyanya, Mararaba, Ado, New Nyanya (which happens to be my bus stop) and Masaka.

"Yessss... Na me, any problem?"

He asked. His voice appeared thicker. Me? I was not in the least beat scared o. If him wan form boss, na for himself and na from person hand him collect the toto from. Me ma wan collect the toto from am. I had already gone into my archives to provide what I would use in answering him and trust me, my mouth dey sharp for this kind thing. If na face to face confrontation, I for preach to am but as per say na phone, I go show am say him no suppose to dey pick him girl phone.

"So you are that guy that makes Perpetual cry all the time eh"

I had made my voice stronger, giving it that iron feel. Call me, I will speak in that manner to you if you want (dudes only) but if you are a lady, I will make my voice as soft as the wind. Na so in-between your legs go dey scratch you somehow. No try me, I mean am. My grandpapa teach me the juju well.

"Sorry?"

He was taken aback.

"Sorry for yourself. This is how you guys go around breaking women heart and at the end coming to monitor your sister's phone"

It came out before I could stop it.

"Mr. Man, she is not my sister. She is my girlfriend."

He said, his voice sounding loud. I removed my phone from my ear. I would have cut the call but I have the training on managing your anger during call. I can scream at you all I want, you can abuse me all you want but I will never drop the call on you. I will have to say that normal "BYE and Have a Nice Day".

"It changes nothing. You cheat, you lie, you beat her. Malam, that babe should be given some break."

I dropped it. He could not reply immediately, it looked like he was thinking of what to say.

"See, you better mind your business"

"Why would I mind my business? She is my cousin."

I said silently.

"Sorry bros. No vex."

I did not wait for him to finish before cutting the call.

So I stand for bridge dey wait for bus abi car, in fact anything wey fit just come. If you dey Abuja and you no get car, you go understand wetin I dey yan. Na so you go wait for bus stop make you enter car, you go see half of the population of Nigeria dey wait with you. If car mistakenly stop eh, na blow, punch, bite and push them dey carry enter the car. Na so the thing just be me. Kai... It wasn't funny and still isn't wallahi.

I stood there for a very long time, maybe because I was reasoning who the guy who had picked the call is. Now, you know that feeling of you nearly getting something, something special, then you discover that someone else has it and even has no value for it. The feeling of emptiness. That was exactly how I felt.

"Masaka _ Ado, N150. No change!!! If you give me five hundred, I no go return your money."

I heard a voice screaming. I was lost in thoughts. I lifted my head and saw Abuja Molue (Yes, you read it right. Abuja has molue. Green in colour. Very old and rickety and those guy? Hold-up doesn't hold them as cars clear from their way. Who would want to brush body with a rusting car? Even if na them brush you, them go rake about their constitutional right till the point wey you go just forgive them) coming to a halt. As expected, masses rushed towards the car. Me? Kai, I was in the forefront of the struggle. I no wan hear say this car leave me. If I don't get in, I will spend N200 but if I succeed enter, I go buy Plantain Chips for N50. I be economist.

I had picked a seat close to the window (my best seat during any car ride) and had settled down. People were still trooping in.

"Move a little please"

I heard a voice say to me. Lol, I was 2going so was oblivious of my surrounding. I adjusted a little, the owner of the voice sat down. The voice was feminine o but I did not look up, not until half of the person's a'r'se rested on my lap, I had to adjust. Damn!! That a'r'se was soft. I looked up and saw a girl trying to bring out her phone from her bag. The side of her face was beautiful and I could see she was dimpledified (una understand na). I swallowed a little bit and waited for her to lift her face up completely. She did and whola, her lips were as thick as mama iyabo's kpomo. Her bosom were so huge it was pressing against the seat in front of us.

The devil got me thinking. Yes, put the blame of every misdeed on the devil. I wanted to feel those bosom. The ar's'e had created its own effect, now is time for me to create mine. I saw she was adjusting, (the journey was yet to begin) looking uncomfortable. I was there to comfort her.

"You can seat by the window while I seat there."

Yeah, only half of her ar's'e was occupying the seat.

"Thank you."

She stood up while I came out from the seat. She entered and sat down comfortably leaving only a little portion for me. Thank God men have small nyashes and what they lack in nyash, they have in preeks (some men which I am lucky to be part of).

"Everybody don siddon? Oya driver, make we dey go"

Me? Siddon? Mba!!! I was wedged in-between two fat people, a sumptious lady by my left and an obese man by my right. I was f*cked.

"are you comfortable?"

The kpomo lips sporting babe asked.

"Yes, very comfortable."

I replied. You can see the contortion of my face from a mile. You will know I am being choked.

"Sorry eh."

She said and placed her hand on my laps. Hmmm... Signal!! Signal!!

"No problem."

I could not even 2go again. I just abandoned it, plugged my ear-piece into my ears and started listening to Eminem's "I'm a Soldier". I am a great fan of Eminem from childhood but if I hear say I fit rap follow some of im raps.

As the journey started, she leaned and placed her head on her hand on the front seat. Her bosom stared at me without protection. The fatman was already nodding his head while my di'c'k was doing residential evil (the awakening). I acted like I wanted to scratch my chest, arched my elbow and brushed it on her gigantic b'o'o'bs lightly.

There was no bleeping reaction!! Memories came flooding back. (TRAVAILS OF A MALE SECRETARY)

I need eat this okpa before e cold abeg!!!
To be continued.....

By @Foxy_flow BBpin: 28FF386A this nutty dude resides in Abuja.