Story : Like A Dream… Part 1

George turned in his bed as the alarm buzzed on his Nokia
phone; he picked up the phone lying on the rug, hissing and
muttering under his breath "today is Saturday, why is this
fucking alarm going off by 5:30am?" he pressed the stop button
on his phone, scrolled down to 'repeat alarm function' and
unchecked Saturday and Sunday before turning to face the girl
sleeping beside him.
Shifting up on the bed and resting on his elbow, he took a good
look at the girl wrapped up like a samosa and breathing softly
under the thick blue duvet; the cold and dry harmattan wind
was blowing down from the north; he smiled to himself as he
remembered how the girl snuggled close and begged him to
cover her with his jacket while sitting at the back of the cab on
their way home the night before. He gladly obliged; grinning to
himself in the dark and anticipating another night of steamy,
wild sex with a girl whose name he didn't bother to commit to
memory after the initial introduction at the club.
He tried to remember her name so he could at least call her by
her name once they get home "I think Benny said her name was
Jane, Kate…. Or something like that" he thought to himself
George would not have to bother himself, he really didn't need
her name as he would not have any reason to see her anymore
after that night; same way he never needed to see any of the
girls he had brought home from various Lagos night clubs he
visited every fortnight, and this particular girl was not even his
'type' but Benny was sure he would be more than convinced by
the morrow.
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The cab pulled up in front of a big house where he rented a
one-bedroom apartment at the back, he alighted "Hey babe,
here we are; this is where I live" he said to her as he motioned
her to alight from the cab while holding the door. "Hmmmmm,
he is a gentleman…" the girl thought to herself as she stepped
out of the cab.
This particular girl eventually surpassed his expectation; she did
everything imaginable and unimaginable to him in bed, and he
simply couldn't stop looking at her full figured sexy body. He sat
up, leaning against the bed post as he let his brain do a recast of
how he met this tigress who had slightly altered his perception
about full figured women.
He was in company of his friends; Tunde, a.k.a Thunder and
Bernard who prefers to be called Benny at all times, the three of
them together are referred to as 'the triumvirate of
exemptions', a nomenclature bestowed on them by some of
their friends back in the University. Giorgio as George is called
by everybody, Thunder and Benny had a way of getting
anything and everything done back then, they were the go-to
guys for whatever anyone needed on campus from sublime to
ridiculous. They still remained close friends after school and as
they all believe, working their ways to the top. Thunder, who is
an architect by profession, is the 'enjoyment minister' who
could probably drink a whole brewery to the ground; he works
with a construction firm and he has some money to throw
around for weekend outings. Benny who is a freelancer and still
looking for that 'breakthrough' contract is the 'minister for
women affairs', the name given to him in the university and has
stuck like a leech due to his dexterity with women, no guy
dared place a bet with Benny over their girlfriend or even sister;
Benny would make sure he 'beds' the lady in question and bring
some form of proof with him, a souvenir which he would
fondly refer to as 'memento of a magical night', he drinks as
well but not as much as Thunder. Giorgio on the other hand
works in one of the new generation banks, he is not a fan of
liquor neither is he a teetotaler but he likes beautiful women
especially the slim, tall and fair ones, and any woman who is
not slim, fair, and tall can never be beautiful where Giorgio is
concerned; he is a tall and good-looking guy himself, and he
doesn't feel he owes anyone any apology for his perception of
'beautiful'. So, when Benny suddenly appeared in company of
two dark, average height, full figured girls at O'jez
entertainment inside the National stadium in Surulere, Giorgio
knew instantly Benny was up to something sinister especially
since Thunder was not around and neither of the girls was his
type. Moving towards him and grinning sheepishly, Benny
whispered loudly into his ear "Giorgio, I have brought two fish,
one for you and one for me"
"Are you serious?" Giorgio asked almost screaming in order to
raise his voice above the blaring sound coming from the live
band through the speakers.
"Yes, dead serious" replied Benny who still has the sheepish grin
plastered on his face.
"You can't be, you know me too well not to fancy orobo"
Benny, didn't answer, he simply motioned the girls to sit while
he did the introductions, he later beckoned one of the waiters
to serve them with drinks before excusing himself from them
and pulled Giorgio towards the open space near the main
entrance where the sound coming from the speakers was not
too loud.
"Guy, trust me, you want to bed one of these babes, you will
surely go back for more"
"Hmmmm….. And how would you know I will go back for
more?" Giorgio asked with a hint of sarcasm.
"Because I know they are good, especially the one wearing a
black dress, she is a tigress in bed……"
"And you would know she is a tigress because………"
"Dude, bone this interrogation now, ah ah! I have known these
two girls way back and whoever coined the saying 'once you go
phat, you can never go back' must have them in mind".
"Guy, why are you trying to convince me? The night is still
young, I am still looking around and I'm sure a fair, slim and tall
chic will warm my chamber tonight as always"
"I wish you could listen to yourself now and hear how cocky
and lame you sound at the same time. Dude, just give this babe
a trial and you will be hooked"
"Hooked?" Giorgio asked laughing
"Yes, hooked" Benny replied emphatically
"Dude, you know I can never be hooked, not now; not ever
again. That ship has sailed and it's never going to berth no
more….."
"Hey, hey, don't start. You are not the only person who has had
his heart broken, so save all the philosophical jargons for
whoever is ready to listen to them" Benny retorted, cutting him
short.
"You are a pant, idiot boy like you" Giorgio replied feigning
some seriousness and they both laughed. 'The triumvirate of
exemptions' have a way of talking to one another, and insults
come in handy but they never had any fight because of the
insults back in school, and it doesn't look like they are going to
start now.
"I know say I be pant, but you na goat, shameless goat for that
matter, see your oblong-ish head"
"Thank you, it is better and finer than your bald-calabash head"
Benny laughed so hard as he rubs his head "You don't know the
quality of the brain inside this head do you? 'cos if you do, you
would pray daily to have this type of head. Anyways, don't fall
my hand man, I have finished all the work with these babes and
I have said plenty good stuff about you. So, just go home with
this babe and give me feedback in the morning"
"I hope you didn't tell her she is not my type though; I'm
actually thinking maybe I can just have a change of menu for
once"
"Good boy, that means we are all good, let me just grab 2
bottles since Thunder is not here to declare for the men, and
we retire for the night before this harmattan will freeze
somebody's blocos".
They both laughed and disappeared into the club
"Hey, Giorgio…. I am cold" her coo broke his thought as she
unwrapped herself from the duvet, snuggled close to him and
ran her hands down his hairy torso. Her voice was melodious,
effortlessly powering some force down Giorgio's spine. He held
her close in a very warm embrace and recalled the taste of
whiskey in her mouth as he kissed her; the glare of rushing
lights as he looked into her hazy eyes, and he couldn't resist
taking her again and again. After about 30 minutes, they both
lay on their backs, spent and exhausted, thoughts running
through Giorgio's mind; he was feeling different about this girl,
he was thinking of asking her to stay till Monday morning.
"What is wrong with me? Am I beginning to like this girl?"
"No, it is impossible; she is just like every other girl I pick up at
the club. Yes, she is sweeter than I ever imagined, but she is still
a club girl. Besides, my feelings for any girl stops at the level of
attraction as my heart is now made of stone and can't love any
girl no matter how good she is. And no girl can ever be as good
as Shade, the only woman I ever loved and the only one who
broke my heart……." He was lost in thoughts until the voice
cooed again, bringing him back to consciousness.
"Tell me about your love-life"
"Huh?"
"Tell me about your girlfriend, fiancée or are you married?"
"Uhmmmm… No, I'm not married and truly I don't have a love
life"
"You are a liar, how can you not have a love-life as old and as
handsome as you are?" she asked as she hits his chest lovingly
"Hmmmmm, Babe….."
"You don't remember my name, do you? That is why you have
been calling me babe right?" she asked feigning anger
"I am sorry, it skipped my mind; you know we didn't have much
time to talk at the club"
"Well, my name is Joan; I'm from Edo State, will be 27 in two
months, single and work with an insurance firm. Can we now
talk about you and your love-life?"
"Well, some interesting profile you got there. I am……….." he
was cut short as the doorbell rang.
"Who could be looking for me this early? Definitely not Benny,
he would still be with his own chic and he wouldn't be that
eager to come in this early just to get feedback on this chic's
performance. And since it's the last Saturday of the month; no
one would want to be arrested for moving around during the
monthly sanitation exercise. Then, it has to be the landlord; the
man can disturb person jare". Giorgio thought as he got up
from bed.
"Ah! I hope that is not your girlfriend, I don't want any trouble
oh" Joan said as she hurriedly got out of bed and made for the
wardrobe to get her clothes
"Calm down and get back to bed. I told you I don't have a love-
life; besides, this is my house, my life, and I am not answerable
to anyone." He said to her assuredly
"I know it's your house but I don't just want somebody to pour
hot water on me this early morning oh" she said with a bit of
sarcasm in her voice. She was already liking this guy in a way
she couldn't understand but this early morning intruder……..
"Come here" he said as he dragged her back before she could
get to her clothes and pinning her to the wall, his lips
encompassing hers in a passionate and fiery overlap, "This has
to be something, it has to be what they call love at first sight or
is it at first touch?" Joan thought as she responded with zest of a
wounded carnivore.
"Grinnnnnn, grinnnnnn" the doorbell buzzed again, breaking
her thoughts and their kiss
"Please, attend to your visitor"
"Why are you sounding this way?" Giorgio asked.
"Nothing really, I am just scared a bit, I don't want any
problem"
"There won't be any; truth is, I haven't felt this way for any girl
in a while and I wouldn't want us to end this today"
"I understand, and I wish you could see my heart too, but
please attend to whoever is at the door"
"It has to be my landlord. But if you insist, I will go and check
and we shall continue from where we stopped" he kissed her
again before heading to the living room clad only in his boxers.
Giorgio held the door as if in a trance; rooted to the spot and
staring at the visitor like he had just seeing a ghost, his mouth
agape with apparent shock, leaving him dazed and bewildered.
"Sweetheart, who is at the door?" Joan called out from the
bedroom.

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