Sitting on the side of the bed, I look around the room. The room is very cozy and warm. A few hours ago I was living on the streets, begging for food, fighting the cold with the little clothing I had to wear. And now? Now.. I’m sitting on a bed, wearing pygamas, being kept warm. If this isn’t a miracle then I don’t know what it is. God has turned my life around.
Still sitting on the bed, I thought about Ada, she really has gone through a lot, losing her family, her whole entire family. It’s harder for her because she knew what real love was. She knew the love of a mother and father. She knew what it meant to be cared for. And all of these were taken away from her in just one night.
I know I’m broken, because my mother broke me, by throwing me out of her house at a young age, and leaving me to care for myself at that young age. i shake my head, remembering all the advances I got from men old enough to be my father. They didn’t care if I was too young or not, they just needed someone to sleep with, and seeing as I was young they thought they could take advantage of me, but I showed them, I made sure that their brain will forever forget that there is a word like sex.
I remember, one very cold December night, I was coming out of a church, I always go there every Wednesday for bible studies, even though I didn’t own a bible I still went, luckily for me, God gave me a brain that can store loads of stuff without me having to read, all I had to do was just listen and everything stays In my brain, yea I know… Amaizing.
Anyway on this cold night, coming out from the church a very nice expensive explorer stopped for me at the junction. The back seat window came down and an old man, probably in his 50’s wearing a hat like Bukola Saraki, smilled at me with the worst dentition ever known to man. And the odor that came out of his mouth when he spoke smelt like rotten egg and decayed fish, it was really bad. I felt like throwing up, it was awful, I remember it so well, it’s as clear as a movie in 3D.
‘’Hi little girl’’, said the smelly mouth old man, my God doesn’t he smell the stench coming out of his mouth?.
” Good evening sir. He looked at me from head to toe, I bet he was thinking this is a very easy target, he has no idea. I give him my best innocent smile. And act stupid and naïve.
“So where are you coming from fine girl, said the smelly mouth old man.
” I’m coming from the church sir”. He kept on looking at me, then he licked his lips.(unghhh disgusting).
‘’Well I would like to give you a ride home’’. He said, I tried acting like I was thinking about, and then I said,
“ok sir, thank you so much.” I got into the car, and stayed as far away from him as best as I could, seeing as he was as large as a cow.
He told his driver to start driving, a few minutes later he placed his hand on my thighs, I looked at him, then I looked at his hand on my thighs. He said to me,
‘’you know you are a very fine girl, if you use your beauty very well you will have lots of money’’. I said nothing, I just faced forward, and planned how I was going to make this man regret what he’s doing. He spoke again, ‘’fine girl let me take you to my hotel, I’ll get food for you, you can have a bath, I know you haven’t had a bath in awhile because you look very dirty. Then after we are done I’ll give you lots of money’’. I asked,
‘’sir what exactly are we going to do”
’’ Oh! Well….just some fun things, don’t worry you’ll love them”.
He gave my thighs a light tap, took out a pack of cigarettes from the pocket of his native wear( agada) or whatever it’s called. Lit it up and took a drag of it, blowing out smoke from his mouth I watched him, wishing he could choke on his own smoke coming from the cigarette.then I faced forward, waiting patiently to deal with him.
20 minutes later, we arrived at his hotel, and it was really fancy, I’m sure all the rich people and celebrities in town come here all the time. We walked into the reception and immediately the receptionist looked at me, she looked a bit confused when she saw me, but she said nothing. She greeted the smelling mouth old man, and all I did was keep my mouth shut, they spoke for a few minutes but then his phone started to ring, he stepped away from us and moved towards the couches at the waiting room.
The receptionist looked at me and said,
“hi sweetie, do you know Alhaji?” I shook my head in a no gesture.
“Ok, then what are you doing with him, aren’t you supposed to be with your parents?”
” I don’t have parents.” That surprised her. Then a sad look showed on her face, God.. I hate it when people start to pity me, it’s very annoying. “Don’t worry ma, I can take care of myself.” She shook her head, and said,
“sweetie you can’t protect yourself from men like that.” I gave her a wicked smile, one that made her back up little, and said.
“Watch me.” Right then the smelly mouth old man came back, asked for the key to one of the rooms, she gave him a card instead, hmm….. Weird, why would she give him a card, cards can’t open doors na?
We started to walk to the elevators at the right side close of some pot plants plants, which were very pretty by the way. We got to the room, he used the card to open the door, and my mouth fell open, wow a card open a door. Amazing.
He went in before me (totally not a gentleman), placed his phones yes phones, he had like 3 on him, on the table that was by a mirror placed on the wall. Then he turned to me and said,
“I have ordered for food and drinks, some clothes will arrive for you soon. Why don’t you go into the bathroom and have a bath, then we can have some fun. I smiled at him and thanked him, then I made my way to the bathroom, I’ll describe the bathroom in just 5 letters, F.A.N.C.Y. the bathroom was tilled but in a classy way, it had a shower, toilet a bin at the back of the door and two white towels hanging on a tower bar.
Seeing as I was not planning on having fun with the old man, I decided to take my time in the bathroom, and I took a lot of time. The old man would knock on the door every 20 minutes thinking something horrible must have happened to me. And every time I would say I am fine, that I would be out soon. I waited till when he finally knocked on the door again saying my clothes are here, and the food and drinks had also arrived. That was when I decided to leave the bathroom; I could have slept there if I wanted to because it was super clean.
Opening the bathroom door, I walked into the room and looked at the old man, lying on the bed with biggest pot belly ever known to men. I looked at the pot belly for approximately 15 seconds, then I looked at him and said,
“sir maybe you should also have your bath?” Oh by the way I was tying a towel because I had no clothes on. The old man was looking at my legs, I looked at my legs wondering what was so interesting about it, and they were straight and skinny, so why was he looking at it, hmm weird. Then I looked at him. i repeated my question.
” Sir maybe you should go and have your bath too.” He looked at me like he was coming out of a trance; it took him a few minutes before he spoke.
“O ok yea let me go and bath, why don’t you eat then we can have fun once I’m done. I smiled at him and nodded my head, letting him think I’ll do as he’d said. He stood up from the bed walked to the bathroom but still looking at my legs, nawa, this man is something else, looking at my legs like he hasn’t seen legs before.
He got to the bathroom, gave me a creepy smile, and then closed the bathroom door. Immediately he closed the door I went to the clothes on the bed that he got for me. It was a blue jeans, a red top that had sexy written on the front, flat black shoes and a cardigan, I tried them on and they all fit, hmmm I wonder how he got my size, he probably must have told the person buying them that its for his daughter, even if I don’t know if he has one, it’s just a guess, cos I have no idea how he got my size.
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Anyway I was hungry I needed food, I would think about the cloth size later. There was a table close to the tv and it had a tray loaded with various foods ,my tummy rumbled, I rushed to the table and ate anything and everything. There were chips, chicken, salad, juice and plantain.
Once I was done I sat on one of the chairs( there were two) didn’t want to sit on the bed where the smelly mouth old man was.
The bathroom door opened and the old man came out, having only a towel on his waist, I looked at the towel then looked at him. He came towards me asking,
“why did you put on your clothes, we haven’t had fun yet?,” I quickly got up asking,
“sir what are you doing.
“well fine girl, you have eaten and had your bath, its time to have fun, come here let me help you take your clothes off.
“WAIT!!!.”
He stopped and looked at me, a bit confused. Then he asked.
” What is it. ” My God I had to think of something quick. I looked at the bed looked at him, and then suddenly a plan from heaven came upon. Oh thank you loving Jesus. I gave him my best good girl innocent smile and said,
“get on the bed sir, let’s play.”
” Ooooohhhh” he was so excited, he looked like a little boy being given loads of candy. As he made his way to the bed, I made my way to the bathroom, got his trousers and removed the rope he used to hold the trousers to his waist. Then I made my way back to the room. Stood beside him, and then got on top of him. Right now he was really smiling.
I told him to stretch his hands above his head. He did. Wow I thought he wasn’t going to do it but he did. Then I tied his hands to the bed rail in front of the bed. Immediately I secured his hands, I got up and ran to get his phone.
“Hey! Fine girl where are you going to? Hey! Put my phone down”. Ignored him, tried opening it and thanked God his phone had no password; I went to his application and looked for camera. Then stood in front of him. Wait, something is missing, I went closer to him, at this point he was struggling to get himself loosed, but I really made the knots tight. He started to yell at me, saying I will regret what I have done, I didn’t listen to him, I just went closer to him and drag the towel from around his waist leaving him completely naked, and let me tell, the sigh is not meant for any living soul not one, everything about him was just wrong, I mean was he deformed?
Immediately I removed his towel he started to struggle and yell in earnest. I quickly ran back to the front of the bed and took loads of picture of him. Scrolled through his contacts and saw his wife’s number, I knew it was his wife because he named her my wife .I quickly sent the pictures to her saying he is in his hotel right at that moment, and that he does this with lots of girls.
Then I went to the table where he kept his wallet, took out his money and put the wallet back down. I started to leave but thought about it. I haven’t punished this man enough i walked into the bathroom, looked around until I found new razor blades. Walked back to the room and stood in front of the bed. Old man’s face was squeezed so tight like a drank lemon, hahahah he was really pissed. I smiled at him and said,
“Mr. old man you are here by punished for trying to sleep with a girl young enough to be your daughter. Then I walked closer to him, mind you he is still struggling. I stood by his side, then used the blade to make tribal marks on his face, he screamed like a girl, I felt uncomfortable while doing it but I had to do it, he had to be punished. He continued to scream even after I ran out of the room.
I ran down to the reception area, the receptionist tried to stop me, but one look at my face made her change her mind. She said one word RUN. And run I did. I ran as fast as I could, never looking back.
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The door to my room opened and Ada walked in carrying a tray of food, oh! Thank God food, she saw the look on my face and laughed. She set the tray beside me on the table that was beside the bed, it had semovita and egusi soup, with goat meat, a bottle of water and some panadol.
“Ok Fola, this is your food, eat please and eat all of it, then take two tablets of the panadol, it will help stop the pain in your leg at least for tonight”. I smiled at her, feeling extremely happy. But I didn’t want her to leave just yet, so I said,
“Ada will you stay with me please, infarct let me tell you a story”. She looked thoughtful, but a few seconds later, she agreed to stay, and there in the room that Michael placed me in to eat and rest, I told Ada about Mr. smelly old man. And at the end of my story she stared at me. You did that?, she asked Yep.
“Wow, you’ve got guts” she said, then she started to laugh again asking, “he was naked?” I laughed along with her and replied,
“yes” It wasn’t funny then, but remembering it now and saying it to her, it kind’s is.
To be continued
