Ali was pissed. The code to
the safe did not work. He had been assured by Area Commander(AC) that the code was correct. How can it not work? He entered it again for the 3rd time.
The red LED started to blink. He waited. Maybe it was programmed to open this
way. After waiting for 30 blinks, nothing happened.
Or rather nothing Ali wanted
to happen happened, instead a part of the wall opened, and the safe slid
through. He watched with panic as inch thick metal panels slid over the safe, taking
it from his reach.
He knew he was fucked. Not
yet. An alarm must have been triggered. The military police will be here soon
and the owner of the safe even sooner. He looked around at the bare room and
wondered where the best place to hide would be. Who decorates a room this bare?
Who keeps a safe of Confidential Files in such a room? He did not know
much about who AC told him to work. All he know was some files
needed to be recovered. They ran him through the works and sent him in.
He felt tested. Was this a test
from the Commander. This must be the Commander’s way of getting rid of him. Why?
He couldn't figure.
At that moment, he took note
of a camera's LED blinking. It wasn't there before. He knew he checked the room well before approaching the
safe. It must have come out after the safe went in. He was on camera for sure
so that left one option. Fight his way through this when the General that owned
this place got here. His thoughts immediately flashed to the beatings he will
go through. It will be terror. He had to escape. Or die trying. He remembered
tales of gore, torment, and mind shredding pain from people who had experienced
the interrogation sessions in Abati barracks, Kafachan, (even though it was all hearing). He would have to battle his way through this. The door of the room
open and he braced himself for what was to come.
"If I die today, I know I will
die hard, I am definitely taking at least 10 of them today"
The door opened and he
crouched, one hand working its way towards his belt where his piece was sheathed. He
bent his knee to feel the reassuring point of the 6 inch blade he kept in his
boots. Joshua’s Knife. He had changed guns throughout his career but never that
She was almost perfect. The
only thing she did not have on was an anklet. His heart rate first went dead, like
he skipped a beat or a beat skipped him, then it started pumping all four
liters of blood throughout his body. He did not even know what to say. They
just stood there and looked at each other. This was going to be his killer. She
closed the door and dropped what was in her hands. She did not say a word. He
did not either. Not because he did not have any fancy commando words to say. It’s
more like she commanded no words from him. Just like that. It felt like an army
of samurais walked in with her. The room felt full and yet there was only two
Finally she spoke,
"Very long day at the office
today, you won't believe the regional MD quit this morning. Men! Never
reliable. But I'm guessing you know that already. Here help me out of this. Can
you hear me? Are you deaf? Why are you looking at me like that? Do you speak
English? Are you Hausa? Am I not talking to you?!!"
At this point he snapped out
of his reverie, this woman was talking to him like... like... he did not have
what to compare with. All he did was allow the training in him to take over,
pointing his gun towards her and clicking the safety off,
"Stop what you are doing, get
on your knees and put your hands up"
She looked alarmed when he
brought the gun out but seemed to relax when he pointed it at her and clicked
the safety off.
She looked at him like
Yokozuna must have looked at Pawpaw challenging him to a sumo fight. Confused,
thinking, finally agree it’s all a joke and smile.
Ali was mad. Mad because a
woman who would look a gun casually like she did was going to be something and
if he did not snap out of her spell and do something (shoot her!!!), he would be
coming out of here on a trolley, or worse still half alive into the cell at the
She smiled, helped herself to
a chair and proceeded to remove her scandals. Something about sandals and
women. She smiled. His hands started to get wet and shake. He found he couldn't
hold the gun steady. Worse still, he was likely to pull the trigger. Taking a
deep breath to calm himself, he allowed the training take over again. Analyse
the situation. Access yourself and your surroundings. What is different now?
Feel with your senses, conclude with your brain.
Ali was shocked when he
noticed it. How? What could this mean?
He was having an erection.
It was then he smelt it. The
smell. He had heard of people who smell death when it comes, and he started to
wonder how death could smell so good, so sweet, so familiar. He looked at her.
She had been looking at him all through like she was waiting for him to figure
it out. He looked in her eyes and saw it. Her eyes set sparks to the smell of
arousal that was gradually filling the room. It was an explosion of intentions
and suspicions. He was reminded again of the feeling of the room being filled
up. Surely, she can't be the only one releasing this. He was inhaling the sweet
scent of her arousal greedily and he was beginning to feel stirrings.
"So what made the day long",
he asked her.
He relaxed and pointed the
gun away from her. The resilient part of his brain was warning him about women
and their disarming ways. Surely he wasn't about to get in bed with the enemy.
Who said anything about
getting in bed, Ali thought, his training sending height, weight, strength
information to his brain about the chair she sat on and the table beside it.
She smiled and replied him
standing up "I am now managing my department and his own till a suitable
replacement can be found. It took me over 8 hours to fully grasp his way of
running things and I have to say I am very tired and right now I can't be
bothered about anything. Including the fact you just tried to rob me".
A bit surprised about that
statement, he saw it again. She's still the enemy. What is she playing at?
He took a step back as a
picture flashed. But it did not make sense, so he shook the reason of 'Rape'
out of his mind.
Why should anybody want to
set him up with rape?
What if she's covering up a
Silvia stood some seconds
before that thought and dropped her robe. He was staring at a woman. As in its
like you see a giraffe on the road in day light. Everything you see tells you
this is a woman. One in a ripe and fertile age. He couldn’t remember if women
get horny during pregnancy. He hated biology because of Hauwa.
He was about to ask a question
when she said "I won't report you to those boys if you do me one favour".
He knew what the favour was
but at that time he was sure he wasn't going to do it. There was no way he
would with her. She's lying to him. She is going to tempt him, then hand his
ass over to the boys. She probably had a whistle somewhere and was going to
trap him and get to it.
"Just sleep with me on
He had begin to say "No, I ccc.."
Then, he had the idea to play
along with her and sleep with her.
He answered her "Yes".
She looked disappointed but
shrugged it off like 'What the hell, let's do this' and got into bed.
He had hoped for
something all different. In it, he hoped they wouldn't be going to the bed yet.
So he told her to first dance and have a shower.
She reluctantly agreed but
agreed when he started to take his cloths off. His member seemed to be acting
the part of ‘I’m only getting erect as part of the plan', Ali was sure. She then blurted out "No music". He
already knew this was going to be a
problem and so expected them to both move out of that room together. Ali was
now determined to steal the files he came for. He wanted to go across the room,
down the hallway, up the stairs to the room at the top of the house. There was
a study here.
"Let’s go to the study upstairs, there should be some music we
can dance to there".
"How do you know there is a
"It’s my job to know this things" Ali replied.
They got to the study, the
walk had been a lengthy one for a home and a number of brushes had happened.
His arms brushed her breasts, or was it they brushed his arms. She led the way
so she could turn back and explain something in detail to him. It was like she
was having a friend over. So on occasion she will 'stop' suddenly to adjust
something or show him something or examine something. This wasn't any bother to
him as he was thinking and planning well but the thing is she wasn't in her
robe, she left it (against his eyes looking at her in protest). So here he was
walking with a woman that smelt sweet, looked edible and was bumping into his tight chinos for this job. He did not even understand how his member could even
respond to this ‘accidental bumps where she held him so as not to fall’. Two
heads, four liters of blood. He was in a confused state when they got to the
study. Elegantly designed with art, paintings and books. Her father must be very
learned as well as strong.
She opened the door, they
stepped in, she closed it and locked it.
Damn paranoid woman.
She put the key in her mouth
and walked to her bed to get her remote. She got it raised her hand towards him
and the music came on.
He smiled when he heard the
intro of the song. That he could hear Black Magic’s ‘Repete’ this far north hadn't occurred to him.
"I love this jam so much I
play it everywhere".
Ali acted like he did not
know the song. She got out of bed and catwalked towards him. Her hips swayed
but not like a model on broadway. It was still like someone who had spent long
hours in a military camp. He really liked how she looked at that moment and for
maybe that reason he put his hand out to her waist just as she got within a
step from him and took her in a hug. Her budding nuts on his chest, he dove for
her lips and kissed her. She fought him at first, then she let go and he kissed
her. He kissed her warily and she kissed him with a passion that was at first
hot then it went cold. She broke the kiss with a smile, turned her back to him,
put his hands around her and they started to dance.
His eyes started to rover
round the room, where could the safe be.
"Please don't ruin the moment
by still trying to rob me, let's just enjoy this for now"
He went limp for a second, finally relaxed and continued dancing with her. And dancing. After the 3rd
song, she put her hand on her crotch and started to rub it. She rubbed it while
gyrating her ass on him.
He had never judged men who fell to seduction, as he dropped the plans to finding the files. He instead
removed her hand and put his in instead.
"Let's do shower now".
Ali felt they would have to
move to a room but she pointed to a door in a corner and inside was a bathroom.
"Do I have to strip you?"
"I was hoping you
were going to rip them off'".
She frowned, "I'm not that
He removed his top. She
helped him. He stepped on his rubber soled shoes to remove them. They got to
his belt at the same time. She told him to allow her. He told her to start up
the shower for them. He needed a word with his member.
She winked and left him to
him. She reduced the temperature. He licked his lips at where that was going.
The music was playing here and so she continued dancing. Chris Brown's 'Take My Time' was
well in its middle as she started to feel the heat loss of the water. She
caught the water like she was trying to rub out the dying heat to her. He
looked, entranced, as she put her hands into her pants. He figured women like her
would wear a thong or some sexy lingerie to work but instead she wore one with
a doll. It might mean something about what type of person she was but he did
not know and he did not really care as much at the moment. She started to touch
her nipples. She tweaked them like an electrician will straighten wire before
connecting. Straightening means the current flowed the right way. He smelt her
arousal again through the water. He felt the stirring in his member again and
pulled his chinos down. She opened her eyes here, closed it, and turned her back
to him. He was in the shower and behind her in 3 steps. Chest on her back,
pelvic bone to her lower back and the outline of his member fitting into the
middle of her buns. He felt the cold water invade the tension in his muscles and
relax him. His member twitched and fought the release of tension but soon
relaxed. He took breaths through his mouth as the water had his nose. He closed
his eyes, and reached for her neck. His lips on her neck, he bared his teeth
and took a grazing bite, testing flesh.
"I don't like tickles".
"I do", Ali says as he did it
again, his hands holding her. "You will enjoy it if you stay steady through it".
"I can’t stay still, stop joo".
He withdrew his lips, paused
a bit and cupped her breasts. He felt the water get very cold now and he pressed
into her for heat. Her hand brushed his member. She started to stroke it. Soon
she put her hands into his boxers and bring it out, using her hand, she pulled
his boxers down to his knees and stroked him all the way. He responded to her
touches and nipped at her ears and neck again.
He turned her to face him and start to kiss her. They sucked passionately
in the warmth of their mouth, finding the best position to get the sweetest
part of the kiss. Just when he thought
he was having the best of the kiss, she pulled her tongue back along with his
and his tongue fell in between her jaws. She bit him. Red, hot, pain erupted
from the bite and it felt like there was blood in his mouth. Her tongue quickly
found the bit tongue and sucked on the warmth from the bite, soothing the pain
she caused while smiling at him. He smiled at her back and enjoyed the soothing
of the pain. When they finished it, he bit her. He was hesitant to hurt her so the
bite wasn't as strong as the one she gave him. She didn't share. He smiled again, tweaked her
nipples and pushed with his tongue. By the time she realized she just opened
her mouth to moan, he had slipped into her mouth, and given the tip of her tongue a
bite just before she swallowed it again. The bite was painful. It extended to
the sides. She rubbed her tongue with her teeth and opened up for his tongue.
He stalled and let her tongue find his own. She pushed him to the wall and started
to trail her tongue from his mouth to the blood vein in his neck, "You like
tickles abi" and slowly down to his nipples. She was an expert at this. He
groaned and she left the nipples and continued her journey down south. She
paused at his belly button, flicked her bobbing, teasing tongue on his pac line
causing his insides to roll over with each flick. Then she came to the tip,
kissed it and took it into her hot mouth. She brought it out again into the
cold water and returned it into her mouth. She did this till her mouth temperature
thermised. She then delivered other military routines were above his security clearance level.
His mouth was getting dry, he
licked his lips. He took her nipples in his fingers and dialled gently, he
stopped when he got a groan from her lips. She looked at him and smiled.
He saw his moment and took it. He stopped her as she
opened to take him again, bring her to her feet and nudge her to the side of
the shower. He put her legs together, looking
into her eyes while pulling her silly girl panties down. He put his hand in
between her legs and felt the heat coming from there. He put one finger in to
test the temperature. She moaned and sucked it in. Either she did not want to
share her inner warmth or the finger was cold and she wanted to warm it. He
kissed her for a long time playing with that finger inside her. He bit down on
her neck and used his tongue to write military codes. She lashed at his neck in
the passion and also bit into his neck. He smiled and moved on to her breasts.
Taking the right one, he went for the nipple at once. Hearing her gasp, he swirl them round in his mouth
while biting gently. He moved his hand to her other breast and traced the outline
of the nipple in a spiral to the tip and then stopped just as he almost touched
it. He now ran his hands round it in spirals moving away from her tip. He
continued sucking her right nipple, flicking it with his tongue and rubbing the
He stopped on her right and
licked his way to her left nipple. It was warm and responded by hardening more.
He licked it roughly then slowly then roughly. She started to rub her crotch on
his base. After a while he stopped, spread her legs apart and went for her
base. He licked it in a circle and went in a spiral inward to her hooded button. He
stopped once he touched it with his tongue. He removed his tongue and touched
it with his finger. He then replaced it with his tongue, before moving to her
lips. He opened her with his tongue, opening more on each pendulum swing till
he reached her hood again.
...He then inserted his
tongue in her....
...She clamped her legs over
...You are suffocating me...
...He held her legs away from
his head and continued probing...
....She went in a murderous
squeeze with her legs and calmed down breathing hard...
....He looked at her with a
grin. She looked at him with a murderous intent....
...She pushed him into a
sitting position and took him in her mouth....
...She was damn too good at
...He was about to go(or is it come)...
...He pushed her head away
and told her he wasn't ready to spill...
...They found their way to
...Entered in a spoon
...Playing with her
...Switched with her on
...She had long deep
...At the edge of the bed "you remind me of my Mohammed"...
...On the chair...legs in the
...She pushing back on his member in
... On the staircase going to
...She did not like the idea of ice cubes in her lady parts....
....On the kitchen top...
...On the chest freezer...
....With the fridge door open...
...Back in the shower...
He jerked once more and
exhaled, the sight in front of him was of her sweaty body and her nipples
shooting out. She looked like she was returning into her body and slowly
becoming aware of her surroundings. She licked her lips twice and did not want
it to end. Ali hoped it was him she was seeing in her mind. And not Mohammed.
Not like he minded however. She opened her eye and asked "do you smoke"?
"Got any sticks?"
"No, apart from the one in
They smiled at the joke. He started
to get up but she told him to just lay on her. He covered as much of her as he
could. He reached out with his tongue and barely touched the left ear. She opened
"Are you still going to rob
"I don't know. I've never been
fucked by someone I wanted to rob before".
"So this is not your first
"It is. I can see why robbers
don’t quit when they are ahead though".
"How many women do you think
seduce robbers like I did".
"So what is it you did?"
"I played out a fantasy".
"Fanta... You have a rape fantasy?"
"No, I wanted to have sex with
"I don’t want to talk about
"You can have sex with me but
you can’t tell me your fantasy? Or rather explain the fantasy?"
Ali shook his head. "I can see why Mohammed left you"
She went stiff, moved away from him while turning back to slap him. He caught her as she was swinging her hands and struggled to keep her calm. She said nothing and went mute for some seconds.
"When I was 19, I was an
innocent girl in UniAbuja. Then one night, robbers attacked our hostel. Out of
all the girls there, girls who had experience in these things, bad girls. The
robbers picked me. It's like they could smell my innocence. I was used that
night and for a long while I was useless. My dad swore he will find the robbers
and kill them, my mom sent me to Uni in France where I healed. Fortunately, my
roommate was into all sorts of things. I got healed and turned my nightmare
into a fantasy. And here we are".
Ali was confused. "But I don't get, you've been
waiting for someone to rob you? How do you know the person won't be like the
"Your Area Commander is a long
friend of my dad and he was my guardian in France. I confide many things in him
and he helps me achieve things. By the way I'm the regional manager who I said
quit and not the head manager. And there's no Confidential file in any safe".
He was speechless. He looked
at her. Her eyes were closed. He smiled and bit her ear softly. He was worn
out. He slept off.
He woke up as his wrist
watch's alarm came on at 6:16. He climbed out(of her), from on top of her, got dressed
and left the apartment how he came. Now it was morning, his paranoia came back.
He couldn't believe he wasn't set up (a sweet set up but still a set up) and that someone wasn't going to jump him soon.
All this had been an arrangement. She had a robber fetish and the Area
Commander assigned him to play it out. How is he going to look that old man in the eye now. What do you even say when reporting this kind of mission?
He hailed a cab three streets
away and just as he got in, his phone beeped. He did not know the number. He
opened the message and read,
He felt in his pocket and didn't know what.
The phone beeped and dropped.
He stretched to retrieve it and felt what was missing.
He sat up, opened the
"I'm home all day".
He smiled as he told the
cabman to turn around.
"Haba, where to Oga".
reach Jevinik first. I won chow. I dey hungry".
This is a very very soulful, deep and lovely song by Christine Ben-Ameh. This one comes straight from her heart as you can see and that's something we don't see nowadays in most Nigerian acts. She does this one for her Daddy, a man I believe and know to be a very huge inspiration, rock and guardian in her life(as well as in the life of the kids he took in and cares for).
I listened to this song and I appreciated my dad some more (even though this morning we .... ). Anyways, listen and share if you like to.
Here's to our daddies!!!
And here's to us being better daddies for our lil ones.
Which reminds me... I want to have seven daughters.