I and the weird guy left the hostel to the parade ground that day for opening ceremony. He left and told me he will join me later at the parade ground.
I was aware he was the platoon leader, so I guessed he must have gone to his platoon officer's office to fill some form.
I stayed at the parade ground, while we were gathered waiting for the governor to declare the camp open.
I didn't know why a camp was going to be declared open after running for four days, and I tidying a whole lot of times already.
The weird guy had surprised me yesterday when he came back with two used condoms. I had to change the rules so as to avoid a defeat. The way he and that girl was going, if I allow that rule to stand without amendment, they both were going to win the wager. They might even start breeding kids in camp like rabbits!
Come to think of it, I acted right. It was the best thing to do. A warrior is one who has fought and won many battles, not one who defeats the same enemy over and over again.
But the amended rule was going to affect me too. Now tidying stella was not going to count anymore. I loved tidying her, she was tall and well built, a physical attribute I never had. So tidying her gave me a feeling of fulfilment; it made me feel great. Seeing those tall legs of her curled around my small body made me feel like a sailor controlling a big ship. Now I have to catch other girls on camp. It wasn't going to be hard for me; I've never had a hard time getting girls. I always get turned down a lot; but if and only if the girl didn't have the chance to spend five minutes with me. My policy was simple;
give me five minutes of your time and you will spend the night in my bed.
After the long wait, I went to the back of the parade ground to sit. I normally avoid stressful activities, I grew up avoiding them, so it became a part of me. I didn't want anyone in camp to know of my medical records. I was in camp with some medical papers, at the insistence of my mum and old man. I had the intention of telling the weird one, I almost did yesterday's morning when he saw the papers. But I changed my mind.
I will tell him, later, not now.
I moved towards the back, where they sold local drinks, hot, dry gin and cigarettes. A girl was seated at the sit that was constructed with bamboo. I sat with her as I smoked my menthol cigarettes and sipped from my sachet squadron. I asked if my smoke was disturbing her but she said no, that she didn't mind. She even added that her dad smokes, likewise her brothers.
"Do you", I asked, trying to joke. She looked at me for some seconds, like she wasn't sure if to answer or ignore it. Then she nodded.
I didn't look surprised, she said she hasn't smoked since she came to camp, as she was trying to turn a new leaf.
I knew why she hadn't smoked, she may not have had the opportunity.
She requested for a sachet squadron and I gave her one. We talked about camp and how she was coping. The way she sips the squadron made it clear she was a natural. It was in her.
We talked until the governor, or, like I was told later, his deputy came, did his thing and left. We didn't border standing from there. When the parade was over, I and my new catch headed straight to the mammi. I asked her to come with me,
"Let's step up from sachet squadron to something better". She smiled as we moved to the mammi.
I ordered remi martins as we got to the joint. The look on her face said it all.
I told you, just five minutes!
Or more.
She was a heavy drinker. We drank and ate roasted fish. The music was blazing and soon, she stood up to dance. I watched as she danced enticingly, coming close to me at intervals to dance on my laps, like she was giving me a lap dance.
Her dancing changed the atmosphere inside the joint. One or two more corpers joined her to dance, and not before long, it was a dancing galore!
I joined her to dance, everyone was dancing, some military men, alongside my military friend came in and sat, watching and smiling at us. I ordered bear for them and they thanked me with a wave of hand. We kept dancing until I saw my corner mate sitting at the adjourning restaurant.
He was seated with a girl, who had a wonderful shape, but a vampire-like face. Maybe it was the drink, or the distance separating us, but her face was a kill-joy compared to those fine hips and bosom I was seeing. I wouldn't mind f*u*c*kki*ing her with a picture of angelina jolie covering her face.
I kept dancing, but the weird one wasn't looking my direction. I saw the girl pay for the food they ate and I almost exclaimed!
Who on earth let's a girl pay for dinner! Couldn't he just stick to the N25 ice cream he was buying for oge?
Later, after the girl had done hot dance steps on me and my d*i*c*k was probing for action, I whispered in her ears that I've got a comfortable room outside where we can rest for the evening. She smiled and held my hands as we left; not before she asked me to buy some sticks of Benson and Hedges for her.
Now you're talking!
We left the joint and I caught the weird one staring at us. Even from afar, I could see the look of beat-down on him. The girl he was with was trying to converse with him but he kept staring at us. I gave him a signal which I was sure he was going to understand:
Prepare my 4k!!!!
He was sure going to beg for forgiveness for under-estimating me.
I left to kabba with the new girl. We boarded the same byke and I kept romancing her back right on top of the byke. I sip my hand right inside the back of her shirt, romancing her bare a*r*s*e. Once in a while, she adjust herself to give me more room to feel her a*r*s*e.
We got to my friends room, and I got the key where he promised to be keeping it for my. We got in and she asked me to on some music for her. I did and she selected a track she preferred. She danced some more minutes as I sat back and watched.
She later joined me on the bed, tired and sweating.
I removed her shirt and short. She wore a pant that hardly covered her p*u*s*sy. The thick lips of the p*u*s*s*y was showing from the corners of the pants, with the hairs there-in.
I moved for her bre*a*st immediately, unhooking the buckle at the back to set it loose. It bounced freely as she cuped them in her hands and squeezed them. Her actions was turning me on greatly. I started sucking the bre*a*st, sucked at the n*i*p*le*s like there was more remy martins inside it and I was trying to sip it. She moved her hands towards my shorts, her fingers found the bulge down my shorts and she started tugging on it. I let loose my shorts and she moved her hand to completely feel my d*i*c*k. I knelt on the bed and removed my shirt as she sat up, and I caught her staring at the bulge down my boxers.
She pulled down the boxers a bit and I saw the look on her face as she reached for it and started stroking it.
It grew bigger, stronger and firmer, ready for action. I reached for my condoms and wore it as she lay back on the bed and removed her pants. She was already wet as I reached for her p*u*s*sy. I felt it up, caressed it lightly, then started rubbing her cli*t*o*ris. She moved her legs wider, encouraging me to f*u*c*k her. I moved closer to her wide spread legs, positioned my d*i*k at the opening of her p*u*s*sy and thrust deep inside her. I gradually increased the build up as I f*u*c*ke*d her p*u*s*s*y. She moaned as she clutched on her br*ea*st and squeezed them on the process. I felt her p*u*s*s*y muscles tighten up and I increased the slamming. I extended my hand and squeezed her b*r*e*a*st as like I saw her do and slammed in the more. She threw her legs wider and rested one of it on the wall. The p*u*s*sy squeezed again and she sat up a little as she tried extend her cl*i*t*or*is to make more contact with me d*i*c*k as she clim*ax*ed.
The feel of her p*u*sy as it shuns and scrubs on my d*i*kk was so exciting as I came.
I pulled out of her and tied my condom. The weird guy is going to pay for this. I smiled to myself. I had signalled him that I was coming for my 4k; one more round to go.
I picked my phone and moved to video recorder. I and the girl were stark Unclad on the bed. I turned the phone like I wanted to make a call and carefully started the recorder. It didn't need to be a perfect video record, just some clips to show our Unclad bodies, and the used condom. Maybe her face if necessary.
I watched the clip, it was perfect.
Then I light my cigarette and smoked. She sat on the bed and asked for her benson. I lighted it and gave it to her. She was a natural smoker. The way the stick of cigar fitted perfectly in her hands, the way she held it, the way she drew the smoke, the way she puffed it; natural.
We smoked and talked for a while. She was still Unclad, and I could see some of her wetness dropping from her p*u*s*sy to the bedsheet. I really worked on her.
The sight of the wet p*u*s*sy turned me one once more. This time around, without much romance, I wore my second condom, knelt her on the bed, turned her a*r*se towards me and entered her from behind.
She moaned out loudly as I f*u*c*ked her from behind. I held her a*r*se firmly and steadily as I thrust in and out of her voraciously. She screamed and moaned loudly. She moved her hip against my d*c*kk as I f*u*c*ked her. She held hwr hands on the bed, lifted her head a little, stretched one of her legs backward as she rocked my d*i*kk with her a*r*s*e.
We f*u*c*ked over and over again till we both cam*e.
I tied the second condom, placed the both inside my hankie and rested on the bed with the girl.
After resting, we headed back to the camp.
I moved to the hostel smiling at myself for a job well done. This weird guy was going to learn a lesson or two.
I got to the hostel and he was not around.
Where was he?
Is he tidying some other girl?
Was it that iron-sponged face?
I prayed silently that he doesn't come back with a surprise. He had a way of mingling his way out of a tight corner.
Is there a way out of this particular tight corner I planned for him?
Of course yes!
He did it again, like he always do.
This time around, in a way that almost devastated me. . .
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