I was like the kingpin; the guys would come to me for advice if they were having difficulties getting the girls and I would give tips on what to do and what to say to make the girls ‘play ball’. We were the cool guys in the office…when any new girl came into the company; we would swoop in and ‘tag’ her.
I wasn’t chasing the girls but I was like the engine of the operation. Most of these guys were not married so they had the time and the resources. I, on the other hand, knew I couldn’t do it…but I got my ‘pump’ from making these things happen. I was always eager for the ‘progress report’ anytime we set one of our guys on another potential prey.
There’s one of those guys (Akin) that used to be what we called a big slacker, when it came to women…but after I trained him, he was jumping from one girl to another. Akin would stop by my office every morning and thank me for ‘what’ I made him. I remember the day he told me “your wife must be the perfect woman, if you have all these skills and do not put them to use, or maybe you just haven’t met the girl that will test your fidelity”…I laughed and told him I had been there, done that.
One morning, Irene told me we needed to pray because she dreamt that our marriage certificate was torn to shreds. I didn’t get it but she said it had deep spiritual meanings. I knelt with her and we prayed...she even made me fast on that day but the guys at work made a mess of the fasting with all the lewd talks they got me into.
A few months after that…I was sent, from work, to a conference at Abuja…it was a big international conference with people coming in from all over the world. It was held at the conference center of a prestigious hotel and we got to stay at that hotel as well. I was representing my company and two of ‘my guys’ went with me…Akin and the guy that attended the same University with me.
Irene dropped me off at the local wing of the Airport where I met the other guys…that was the first time they were meeting my wife. Irene hugged me and told me to be good…I promised to give her a call as soon as we landed.
As we were going through security checks, Akin said he could see why I had remained faithful to my wife and he would do the same if he had such an elegant and graceful wife. We got on the plane and as we took off, I noticed this lady that was sitting on the other side of the aisle…she kept looking at me in a way that I almost asked if there was a problem.
After the plane got to its cruising altitude, the lady bent over and said “I’m so sorry for staring all along, you look so much like someone I met some years ago…are you Mr. Babs? Did you serve at a Secondary School in Ibadan some years back?”
Then it came to me…it was Toks that girl that was on my case during my Youth Service in Ibadan. Oh my! Was she beautiful…
PART 9 PART 11
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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental
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