When is it going to be morning? She wondered as she twisted and turned on the mat, she couldn’t sleep and whenever she eventually did it was haunted with dreams of her madam finding out about her sexcapades and beating her and eventually sending her home.
She had not exactly been this frightened of getting caught and sent back to her village, but since Oga corper saw her leaving Papa Kolade room, that fear seemed closer, he had implied telling on her in his words.
“When e go be my turn? Your madam know say you dey give everyone puna?”
She had been speechless and ran into their house, and as she lay restless on the bed she was determined to do what he wanted; fuck him in exchange for his silence. She stared awake till it was morning and she started her day a bit early, she did dishes before it was bright, went to fetch water being the first one at the tap.
She waited for it to start running while picturing all the scenarios of her madam finding out which all ended with her being sent away, she couldn’t go back now not with her madam talking about enrolling her to apprentice for a tailor not far from the house.
The tap started to rush, she fetched her water and went home, she didn’t bother greeting Papa Kolade or asking him to come help her but he did anyhow, he was about to say something when she said thank you and walked away.
She did the rest of chores quickly and sat outside for when the corper would leave for work, he came out of his room in T-shirt that looked a little too big for him and looking a bit washed out with jean trousers that looked equally washed out, he walked past her smiling slyly, she followed him and when she was a small distance away from the compound she called out to him, he turned to see her and stopped, she walked faster and caught up to him
‘I go do am, anything you want’ She said with her head down
‘Come my room for midnight and knock my window’ he said and walked away
She felt defeated & scared, she walked backed home just in time to see her madam coming out with the children in their oversized school uniforms and torn school bags, soon the whole compound was empty and she was left alone with her thoughts... (Watch out for issue #002)🔞
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