Gift Episode 15

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Our Elder say when the drum beats people who are cultured will dance and merry. The christmas was a wonderful experience, the house was full.

Aunty Rejoice came sha.. with big tummy, and my dad wasn’t pleased that she is now a mother in L200. Wetin concern Gift? my relatives were everywhere and the one I liked most was Abigail, that girl can waka ehnn.. She will just be taking me everywhere and anywhere, I can’t even remember places we went to because we went to places in hour, one night like that they did street party in the Estate.

That day my dad had gone to call to duty, if not no one would have left the house. We were busy dancing while Grace and Ben disappeared from the crowd. I couldn’t find any of my relatives because the whole occupants of the Estate had all come out to grace the party, since na their children dey perform, las las them go smoke away their talent after claiming Wizkid and M.I.

I went home ’cause I was tired and sleepy, I was about entering the house when ‘Andrew de Silva be Hitler’ appeared from his ant hole.

Me: sir, good evening.

Andrew: *licking his lips noisily* sweet fine girl, why you nodey come visit me again.

Me: sir, lemme oh! I go report you to my father.

Andrew: *he start laughing* I go tell am how you dey distribute wetin you get to everybody for the Estate.

Me: *I become scared* abeg no tell my daddy, wetin you want?

Andrew: follow me. He took me to his security room and locked the windows and door, he only had one bed and pot with one stove, everything was one in the room. even one table, one chair. I wondered wetin em get with one sef, because everything is one in the room including spoon.

He tried to drag down the bumshort on my waist, the resistance was much. I just dey laugh the old man as em dey struggle with bumshort wey em go just undid button. Maybe he has never lay his 90’s hand on one, after so much struggle he succeeded and asked me to lie on the table, which I did.

He pulled off my p-ant and started eating my pu-ssy like he has never eaten the whole day. I began how he was just su-cking me, licking me. Making me to squirm and mo-an as the thing dey sweet me, he got up and brought out his wrinkled amu and thru-sted in, he started moving in and out of me without control, shaking the table as his laps touched the table in every thru-sts.

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Andrew: aaahhh! ooohhh!! Gift ooohhh! ewooohhh!!

I was just loving the way his wrinkled face squeeze while thru-sting in and out. His mouth wide open, holding the table. He shook and screamed and then fell the moment he cu-mmed, he staggered and fell on the floor. I quickly jumped down wiped off his cu-m with my pa-nt and quickly wore my bumshort watching Andrew lying and breathing heavily on the floor. I ran as fast as my tiny legs could carry me before they will say Gift toto don RIP ‘Andrew De Silva Be Hitler’.

The whole christmas Andrew avoided me, maybe he is scared to release more proteins from his already finished life, Papa Tabara was lurking around like serpent to strike, but I avoided that man like my life depended on it.

After the Christmas school resumed, and I was happy. Primary Six for life abeg, I made a friend IB, the bayelsa girl is the craziest person in the world. Black and big with thick laps, she always had the first hand rumours in the school.

IB: you know that Primary Three teacher?

Me: you mean sir, Tony?

Ib: yes na, that man p—k big ehnn.. Like my hand *she show me her hand*

Me: how you take know? She whispered to me.

IB: we don fu-ck. I almost screamed but I covered my mouth, Our Elder say life is a journey, one day we will never return from it.

I came back from school one day and saw people gathered at the security. I was surprised and I asked what is the matter, they told me Andrew De Silva Be Hitler have gone on a journey, whatever that mean then. I go miss that licky licky em dey give me, I nofit wait for him to come back.

See all those people telling children when somebody don die say em travel, stop it. Is no longer funny, I go just blow you there with my small punch.

TBC

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