My exams wasn't going to stop me from partying away Willie's 5 years at school celebration. First, it was my only brother's birthday and second, I loved parties. Who knows, I may land myself a confirm chica at that one party. It was a lot of stress going from my house to my former lodge, as it is now, to convince Shape to allow James take take her out on that given Sunday.
"Why should I let James take me out?" she had asked me, almost shooting me out of my chair with her eyes.
"Because you need it. See how you are losing weight because of Willie while Willie is adding flesh. You need to go out and flex and be happy," I explained, searching for a better reason to make her stay out of that party.
"And you can't take me out yourself?" she asked.
"Me? Noo. I have a condolence visit to attend with my father in the village that sunday," I said, scratching my head. Fortunately for me, only Naza knows that I always scratch my head whenever I tell a very bloody lie.
"Let James do it baby, you will have fun," I emphasized.
"Did he send you to come and tell me?" she asked. I shook my head. I hadn't even told James about the plan. He was planning on how he was going to take over all the ladies at Willie's party, now I am there, making an arrangement that will tie him up with Shape throughout that Sunday. Not that he won't enjoy it though. Only a gay won't love a hookup with a Shape like Shape. Even a gay will be thrilled a bit.
"I am not going anywhere abeg, If you or Willie won't take me out, then forget it," she declared and I fell back on my seat, eyeing her and extracting a smile on her pretty face with the looks in mine.
"Why are you even so bothered with having me hang out?" she asked and I pulled closer to her.
"Because I care about you sweetheart. I want when Willie comes back. I want him to see how happy you are and even how more beautiful you are and how more shapy you are. Then he won't ever dump you again," I sang out. She smiled and frowned again.
"Chinecherem shebi I told you to stop calling me shape?"
"Me? Stop calling you shape? The day I stop calling you that is the day I stop loving you. Do you want me to stop loving you?" I asked and she shook her head.
"So you see. Try and be happy, flex your life and you will see how that stupid Willie will come running back to you. Yours curves are even more dangerous than a sharp bending corner even better than that Chinelo own," I said and she went into a laughing fit. Now she was relaxed and I made my demands again.
"Please let someone take you out. I love you, Willie loves you and James loves you. Chinaza over loves you sef and we need you to be happy, very happy. Just let James flex you on Sunday," I said, rubbing her laps and trying not to sleep with her at that point in time.
"No, you will take me," she said
"Shebi I told you that I am going for burial on sunday?"
"No problem, you will take me out next 2 weeks Sunday," she said and relaxed on the bed. "Willie's graduation party is this Sunday by the way so I am busy as it is."
I froze. That was the subject I had been trying so hard to erase off her mind. The exact reason I am trying to book her up with someone else to keep her busy. Now she just remembered. The more reason she will refuse to even go out on Sunday even if I wanted to take her out myself. Either ways, I was too tired to pursue it any further. I just sat back on my innoson rubber chair.
"That's true," I whistled, guaging up Shapes protruding chest.
"So you won't go?" she asked me, snapping me out of my evil thoughts.
"Why not. I am going for sure. Who will now rock the party if I don't go?"
She eyed me for some seconds and then I realized she may find out the real reason I wanted James to take her out but then, that was none of my business and I was guessing she wasn't bright enough to figure that out.
"I thought you said you will be going for a condolence visit with your father?" she asked me.
"Not any more, the Person didn't die again," I said and started a whistle. She fell on the bed and started her boob shaking laughter. I just watched in amazement how a 19 year old girl like her could amass such massive juggs and they still stood firm and round.
I checked my wrist watch and the time was 4pm. I had to start going home before my father would ask me if we wrote our exams with candle. I stood up and shape followed suit. She was sexy enough but I was in a repentance mode. I have cautioned myself from banging anyhow girls. It wouldn't kill me.
"See you soon," I said, falling into her overly loaded hug. One that pinned me against her boobs and had me massaging her every tiny bit of her backside.
"So you and I will go to that party together," she said and I nodded. I kissed her goodbye and ran out of the room for my house.
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