Read From Here…
Bisi’s appearance in my dream
all but confirmed the pervert in me, but that was as much as it got
because I would not allow her destroy a career which I had not started.
While I was sleeping in front of the
Course Adviser’s office, I suddenly saw the luscious lady turn back and
ask if I wanted to take a walk round the school premises since the
person I wanted to see was not around yet. I agreed.
Like a lamb going to the slaughter, she
held my hand and said she was going to show me every necessary place I
needed to see as a student of the oldest institution in Nigeria.First,
we went to Business Administration Studies (BAMS) building and saw a lot
of chic babes there, all engaging in one activity or the other, we went
to Babylon (a hostel where male and female were in the same building),
we went to Bakkassi, another hostel within the premises and then, the
most popular Akata Hall of residence for the ladies.
She took me into the reception of Akata
hall and suggested that we go into one of the rooms after taking a
bottle of soft drinks each. At first, I disagreed, because I was not
sure guys were allowed into the rooms, but after much persuasion, I
obliged, with the sole excuse that we would tell people who asked that I
was her brother.
As soon as we got into a room, there were chants of “Bisi, Bisi” everywhere, to suggest that the lady with me was a very famous individual on campus.
“Na your brother be this, abi na where you see this fine, fresh dude?” some of the ladies asked her.
Bisi simply smiled and nodded to their questions in the affirmative.
“Please, you guys should leave the
room, I want to have a chat with my brother. Please o, don’t rape him
for me because he is a virgin,” the lady leading us was telling her friends, still dragging my hands.
The girls were giggling and smiling,
chattering away as they returned to their respective rooms. There seemed
to be a level of cooperation among the ladies as they all kept quiet
almost at the same time.
I sized up the rooms, they looked like
the routine hostels that I was accustomed to, but the stuff that I saw
hanging from each of the rooms made me have a rethink whether we were in
a brothel of some sort or not.
Now settled inside the room on the first
floor, Bisi and I were simply gisting about life on campus (she was
doing more of that) and I was just smiling and thanking her for making
me more relaxed on campus than I thought.
“But, why did you bring me here?” I asked.
She simply smiled and said that she had
liked me from the first moment that she saw me and wanted us to get to
know each other better.
She soon started undressing in front of me because according to her, “I really need to shower, the sun has been really hot. Care to join me?”Despite
that we were in a dream, I remembered that my mum had asked me to
always remember the bible verses that we were always studying in the
morning, so I told her that, “I think you can go on your own, I shall be here waiting for you.”
Bisi reluctantly stepped into the
bathroom which was en suite and I could hear the water trickling down
as she stayed in the bathroom.
At the time, I was already started
feeling hot. My legs seemed as if they were shaking because I was scared
and was unsure of what she might be up to after taking her bath.
Before I could come out of my thoughts,
lo and behold… Bisi was standing nude right in front of me, smiling and
holding out her towel to me as if to say I should come and help clean
her up.
I was shell-locked and all I could do
was stare. I knew that I had heard about those tales before, I had
watched them in movies before and had also read about them in books, but
to think that it would happen to me face-to-face was something that
never crossed my mind.
Without waiting for my response, Bisi
came down on me and thrust her frontals at me. In my naivety, I took her
into my hands and was ‘cooperating’ although I was in a panicky mood.
I was still groping at the oranges when I got a hot slap on my face!
“What’s wrong with you, young man?” came the voice after the deafening slap.“Where do you think you are?” the questions continued.
By now, I was sweating profusely, and
was very confused. Alas! I had been pulling the hands of the Course
Adviser who had returned from her trip to ‘God knows where’.
I quickly apologised to her and said: “sorry ma, I was dreaming, I had been waiting for you to return all evening.”
With those words, she stepped into her
office and when I made to follow her, she simply motioned to me to stay
outside.I sat at the door again, going through the dream I had just been
awoken from,“could this be a figment of my imagination? Is Bisi
really interested in me? Will she do this to me? Have I not landed in
serious trouble?”
And while I was still in my thoughts, guess who appeared? Bisi!
But she seemed unperturbed by my presence as she just passed and went her way.
Finally, I went into the office, and
after checking all my papers, the Course Adviser, asked me to bring some
other documents the next day.
I heaved a sigh of relief (even while
tying this part) and thought, I think I have had enough of this place
for today. I was already hungry and when I checked the time, we were
approaching 3.00pm.
When I returned to the classroom, others had left, so I just put myself in order and left the school premises.
Thus, my first day on campus ended with mixed feelings.
In the next series, we shall discuss how
I settled down for lectures, how lecturers were tormenting me because
of Bisi, my experience with cult guys, among other issues.
PS: Note that this is a combination of
reality and fiction; the writer’s experience and a little bit of
fiction, based on the writer’s imaginations.
No comments:
Post a Comment