Her gown had actually caught my attention as I tapped Jude who was by my side to check that check out.
Jude: She no bad, but I neva see am for this parish before.
Frank: Probably that family’s harvest brought her here.
We continued chatting until the mass was over (the church wardens reproaching us severally. No wonder Frank said this parish was strict). Frank was always one to start up the discussion
By 12:20pm, the mass was over. Fay joining us, we took some snap shots before entering the car. Jude said he was going to see a friend who lives near the church. He drove ahead of us and getting to the turn leading to where he was going to, negotiated the bend.
Me: Who’s he going to see?
Fay: Guy 1.
Me: Guy 1 dey around? (He was also an ex FGCV student, though mates with Fay, he was very friendly to junior students back in school)
Fay: Yeah. He lives there.
Me: Mummy Fay, hunger dey o. (turning back to look at her)
She was sitting behind Frank and responded pointing to her crotch area, “Come eat me na! Because you are hungry, you remember call me mummy.”
Smiling, I turned to face my front saying, “You na mumsy of the house na.”
“I boiled rice already, just to fry plantain is what is left,” she said, laughingly.
Frank: When you boil rice?
Fay: When you were in the room.
We got home and minutes later we were on the dining table eating when Frank’s phone rang.
Frank: Jude how far?…ok…Time ?…Ok…We dey eat now…Ok…Till then…(drops call)
Frank: Jude said we should go to the ranch, that Guy1 asked to hang out later in the day and he told him we had suggested the ranch so he said “ok.” And that he’s gonna call Guy2 to see if he’s interested.
Me: No wahala…Time?
Frank: By 2pm.
Fay: Any room for girls?
Frank: Abeg no spoil show na, make mumsy come dey halla say we all comot for house abi?
Fay: Oh, I don hear. Make una enjoy. Buy yogurt hold me (she spoke looking at me).
Frank: Na bottom hill we dey go. Just to swim. We’re not going up.
By 1:30pm, Jude was outside the gate. Frank’s parents had returned and we told them we were going out. After packing our towels, body lotion and two swimming boxers (both belonging to Frank) in my shuttle bag, I still took my beach short along. I’m never comfortable wearing those tiny swim shorts without fury giving people a show. So, I always wear a beach short over a swim boxers whenever I go swimming (can’t swim actually, so I’ll say whenever I go playing in a pool/beach).
Getting out of the gate, we saw Guy 1, 2 and Jude jamming away in the car. After all the hailing, we where on our way to pick Guy3 whom Guy2 (also an ex Fedivite) had informed of the trip and he said he was game. On our way, Guy2 suggested we added some girls so it doesn’t look like a gay trip. Jude said he had invited his girlfriend and her sis but they said it was too prompt.
Guy1 talking to Guy2 asked about Juliet and her friends. After much debating, he called her that we were going swimming if she could tag along. She asked us to pick her up. But her friends weren’t around.
On picking Guy3, he learnt we were going to pick a girl in Calabar lane. He dialed another girl, Ella (from Emmanuelle), asking if she was game and she said yes.
Guy 1: Na that Ella wey dey near where dem dey show ball for Calabar lane? (he was asking Guy3)
Guy 3: Yes, dat Boki (an LGA in Cross River state known for pretty and light skinned girls) girl with a small scar on her chin.
Guy 1: Omo! These girls no mind fuck all of una if una want. Confirmed runs girls…No time.
In my mind I was like, “Hehehe! Thank God I carry condom for bag.”
Now, these were all students of the Federal College of Education (FCE) in the town. Ideally, they were supposed to be on break, but since the COEASU 6months strike had just been called off, the town was packed full with students, and Calabar lane happens to be a hub for (according to them) ‘runz’ girls.
Being an MPV, Jude’s car could take up to 7 people comfortably. We stopped by a super store and we all got down to pick whatever we needed for the trip. McDowell’s, Cigarettes, wines, disposables, short bread cookies etc.
Since yours truly don’t do cigarettes or alcohol, I got myself my favourite Chi yogurt and some cookies.
Guy 1 had suggested we stopped over to get these items, giving the girls time to get ready.
Jude by the wheel, Guy 1 in front with him, Guy 2 and 3 took the middle seats and I and Frank were behind. We drove into Calabar lane playing some unnecessarily loud music. Thank God I was behind (tinted glass). I’ve never been one who loved public attention.
The street was bad (surprisingly), so we could only go in a little and park, awaiting the girls.
To be continued…