Diary Of A Broke Playboy Episode 30


My time in that class was wasted between staring at that girl and playing winning eleven on my phone. Her skin was radiating like always and her upper part of the body still helped me tap into the picture of a very massive backside. Even though she was seated, my eyes already knew how downward gifted she was. How wouldn’t I know? She was Eva after all. My darling, daring Evangeline. She was still bitter at me though. She actually walked past me and sat 3 rows before me in the crowded lecture hall.

She didn’t want to sit with me but she wouldn’t like to be out of my sight. Maybe she found out how much of a torment staring at her was to me. I was surrounded by not so coded guys and her seat could accommodate one more skinny person but not without rubbing and scratching the body parts. Well the chair was occupied by mostly girls so the rubbing and Scratching was more than welcomed to me.

30 minutes into the end of the class, I stood up and walked to her seat. She sat before one busty girl at the end of the chair.
“Excuse me,” I whispered to the girl. She gave me the kind of look one would give to mad man in fresh designer clothes.
“There is no more chance here,” the girl snapped. Eva was already looking at me so turning back was a crime.
“I was here before, ask that girl,” I protested, nodding towards Eva. Eva gave me a look that showed she was out rightly going to deny me but looks can be deceiving. She nodded in confirmation to my claim and voila! I was shuffling my body parts between one endowed chic and another busty other. Heaven can’t be more wonderful and I am no pervert please.

“I love your hair,” I whispered to her and smiled.
“Shhh!!” came the rebuff from my two sides. Eva and the girl. I turned towards the other girl with a look like “What is your own matter?” and faced Eva again.
“Baby,” I called softly and she ignored me. I saw a little smile at the other corner of her face tho.
“You are beautiful today,” I continued. I wasn’t going to stop if she doesn’t react. I can’t lose my favorite babe just like that. She was too beautiful to give away. She smiled and shook her head, still not looking at me.
“I missed your lips.”
This one cracked her up and she switched from a stifled laughter to a faked violent cough when the old lecturer turned his attention to her. I did the mannequin pose, barely blinking. The man let it slide and continued his very boring lecture.

“Respect yourself,” she whispered to me. I raised my hand in a pleading style and tried to bring it down but somehow, the other girl’s massive jugs had created a barrier. I couldn’t possibly bring down my hand without my elbow squeezing them.
I was going to protest before I realized that I was going to like it. So I just went ahead and brought down my hand. I swear that girl’s jugs were a bunch of pillows. So soft and it actually flows like liquid.

She wouldn’t have seen it as a big deal if I hadn’t given her one uncanny look. She stared back and I stared harder. I won the staring match as she looked away.
“Do you mind if I talk to you?” I asked her, stealing a line from August Alsina’s verse in “Do you mind”. Like most girls would do. She ignored me. I pushed further.
“Well, are you actually learning anything from this class?”
“Yes,” she snapped.
“Good, so you will teach me then, this other girl here doesn’t like me and you look smart.”
She smiled eventually while my eyes were on her cleavage like the discussion were between me and it.
“What’s that your name again?” I asked her observing Eva shift uncomfortably.
“Cynthia,” she murmured. The second Cynthia I am meeting, I hoped she wasn’t as crazy as the first. I also hoped she was endowed like the first, her boobs was satisfactory enough.
I nodded and said Ok. I faced the board for the First time that day.

I soon noticed that she took occasional glances at me. I faced my front. I was determined to give Eva a little torment with the time left.
“What’s your own name?” she asked me. I turned and my eyes went automatically to her boobs before meeting her face.
“Chinecherem but you can call me “my love”,” I replied with a wink. She smiled. Eva kicked me lightly on my foot, who knew that sophisticated girls could get jealous.

“So when are we taking that lecture?” I asked, ignoring Eva’s kick.
“Which lecture?” she asked.
“Our own private lecture, the one going on now.”
She smiled and I nodded.

There is this particular guy called muscle in our department. His name is self explanatory. He has everything needed in an ideal guy except a smile. One hardly sees his teeth.
I will tell you a bit about muscle even though it will look like I am digressing but it is very important that I tell you about him.
He was this tall, hulky person, even taller than my father that would often brag about his height. His eyes, well I bet he also has muscles in them and when he talks, it sounds like when God spoke to the Israelites on the mountain. Very thunderous.

So the class ended and Eva couldn’t take it anymore. She seized my hand as the girl walked away. Man that girl was just okay. The lower part of her body I found out was exquisite.
“I thought you didn’t want to talk to me?” I asked Eva as she held on to me.
“I changed my mind.”
“Well, do you have anything for me?” I asked and she nodded with a beautiful smile.
“Well, I am coming, let me get something over there.”
She let me go and I started walking towards my new found Cynthia. Somewhere along the line of my going to meet her. Someone beat me to it. He hugged her tightly, covering almost all her body with his huge biceps. I wouldn’t want to meet a girl that obviously has something to do with muscle. So I ran back to Eva.
“Did you say you have something for me?” I asked her. She nodded again.
“In my lodge,” she said.
“Let’s go and get it.”
We walked a little distance out of the faculty before someone shouted my name with an angelic voice. I turned and Cynthia was walking towards me.
“That lecture,” she started and I smiled.
“My sister here has agreed to teach me,” I said and she nodded.

I can run after any guy’s girl but not the type of guy with that type of muscle. Something no dy do me for head.

Every morning I wake up, before I turn over in my bed, before I yawn, before I say thank you lord for another day, I call Chinaza and ask her how the baby is kicking. If she would be going for Antenatal or not, I tell ya, this baby and pregnancy ish ain’t easy. I seemed to be lucky it was Chinaza. She doesn’t want much, just my reassurance and constant phone calls. She would even flash me to call her so she can tell that she felt like the baby was laughing, well, that isn’t much, I could cope.

On a very good day, after Chinaza had asked me to slow down on asking her if the baby was about to kick her to death, she asked me to start asking her how she was coping with school and little junior in her stomach. You can hardly tell what them girls want anyways, James walked into my room, scratching the Skin off his genitals. I watched him as he came in, not minding the look on my face.

“Guy, how would you know if you have been infected with all these S.T.Ds?” he asked me. Shaking his boxers and rubbing his dick.
“I don’t know, you go to the hospital and check.”
“I thought Cynthia gave you one back then, how did you find out?”
“Cynthia gave me what?” I asked.
“Gave you gonorrhea,” he replied and sat on my reading desk.
“Noo, shebi I told you she was joking and besides, why you dy ask sef?”
“Na just this girl in my villa, doing the easter holidays. Small girl wey just finish her waec, I no know say she dy her period,” he stopped and scratched his head.
“Wetin come happen? You fuck am?” I asked and he gave me that look that you would give a person you expect to understand a coded signal you gave him.
“So you fuck am?” I asked and he nodded. I was going to kill him with laughter if not that someone knocked on my door. I said come in. My curtain opened and in came this piece of gorgeousness. I have never met her in my whole life but I swear I was liking her already, she hadn’t even spent 5 seconds at my door.

“Hello,” she sang out and my body quivered.
“Are you looking for someone?” James asked. I gave him a killer look.
“How can someone be in my room and you are asking her if she is looking for someone? Can’t you see she is looking for me.”
The damsel smiled and my heart melted.
“Erm sorry, Chinaza said I should meet Chinecherem here,” she said and my heart skipped. Why would Naza send a girl like her to my room?. My heart actually skipped, I gave her a confused look with my lower jaw hanging in the air.
“I mean, Chinaza that lives here with her sister,” she explained and my brain clicked. I had almost forgotten that shape’s name was Chinaza.
“Yes, she said I should get the key for her room from you.”
Well,I shot a look at the key where I kept it on my fridge and decided I wasn’t going to let this girl out of my room so easily.

“She didn’t give me the key, maybe she forgot,” I said and James eyed me like I was the cause of his scratches. Everyone knew that shape gives me her keys each time she is Leaving, just in case her sister comes in unexpectedly. The girl gave a despaired look and I came to the rescue like spider man.
“Well, you can stay here and wait for her, she will soon be back anyways,” I offered. She accepted and said she was going to get her things outside. We nodded, James was already poke nosing , so it was the two of us that nodded. The girl left, leaving the sweetest smell I have ever seen behind.

“Guy this one is mine,” James whispered and got down from the table.
“You are mad,” I replied. He looked very serious and I told him we could share her. He would be sending her love messages while I will be doing the rest. He didn’t like the idea and wanted to swap it the other way, like I will be sending the messages and he would be doing the rest, well I didn’t like the idea as well.

“Let me change, I’m coming to keep you guys company,” he said and moved to the door.
“Guy respect yourself, better stay in your room and continue that scratching.”
He laughed his way out of the room.