“Hello Mum,” I said when my mother picked.
I'd returned to my room and decided to tell her I arrived safely.
“How are you? Arrived safely?” she asked.
“Yes Mum, sorry I couldn’t call when I arrived, I was tired and needed to rest” I explained.
“It's okay love, I get it”
“Okay mum thank you. How is everyone back home?” I asked.
“Everyone is fine. You take care of yourself okay? Make sure to unpack those foodstuffs before you go to bed again, so it doesn’t get bad” she instructed.
“I haven’t checked if I can cook in the kitchen yet, but I’ll do that.” I held the phone far from my ear, knowing what was coming.
“Kie Ash Afaikez” Oops “I hope this is a joke because I didn’t break my back to get you good accommodation, for these excuses. Wasn’t your apartment supposed to have an equipped kitchen?” she fumed. All that because of a kitchen, wait until she found out I had a temporary male roommate instead of being comfortably in my apartment, with my female roommate.
“Mum, I just said I haven’t checked, I didn’t say it’s not available,” I said, rolling my eyes.
“I know, I just don’t want you to be cheated”
“Okay mum, thank you,” I said.
“You be safe love, concentrate on your studies, mind the friends you make. Don’t forget everything I told you and most importantly, don’t forget your home training” She said.
“Okay mummy, I won’t” I promised.
“Okay it's morning here already, let me say a short prayer for you before I go about my day”
“Okay, mummy.” I knelt down and made the sign of the cross.
“Dear God, I come to you today to ask for your protection for my daughter Ash, who is in a new and unfamiliar place. Please watch over her and keep her safe from harm and danger. Surround her with your love and peace, so she may feel comforted and secure. Guide her on her path, so that she may find her way easily and without fear. May she feel your presence with her every step of the way. In Jesus' name”
“Amen,” We said together, and I made the sign of the cross.
“Thank you, mum, I love you”
“Love you too baby”
“Bye.” I thought she was about to say bye, but no.
“Have you met your roommate?” she asked. I smiled.
“Yes, we just spoke”
“Does she seem cool?” I smiled to myself.
“She seems cool mum”
“Okay, that’s good then. Bye”
“Bye, Mum.”
I didn’t tell her the truth for good measure.
Since I didn’t want to go outside again and was not feeling sleepy, I decided to load my clothes into the wardrobe. Since I didn’t have so many dresses, it didn’t take long. So I had a good view of my room and decided I needed to change some things.
I wasn’t really good at decorating, but I knew what I liked and didn’t. I went on P*******t and searched for room designs until I saw what was within my long-term budget and was to my taste.
I was a week early, so I still had a few things to do before school resumed. I decided to write a schedule for the next day so that my life could be a little on track.
Pack all the foodstuff I brought in the kitchen (hopefully the house will be empty then)
11 a.m. Go to school and meet my advisor.
Check out the school library and possibly borrow a novel.
Have a tour of the school surroundings myself.
Stroll around and check for supermarkets and eateries.
Come back home and make some food.
In my mind, it was going to be an eventful day.
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Scratch that 😂😂.
After making the schedule, I ended up staying up the rest of the night watching TikTok videos. I finally slept around 6:30 a.m.
When I woke up it was 9:30 a.m. Luckily for me, the house was dead quiet. The only noise that could be heard was from outside.
I opened my door gently, and looked towards the living room; nobody. Thank God. Across the other side of the living room, there were 2 other doors.
One of them was a laundry room which contained just two machines, one for washing and the other for drying; I presumed. The other was a kitchen. It had drawers on the wall above the cooking area, 2 medium-sized pots, and a silver cooking spoon.
Except for an empty pizza box and a few beer bottles on the countertop, the kitchen was actually clean.
I carried my bag of food and started unpacking it in the kitchen. When I was done, I took the snacks I brought, fried peanuts, fried plantains, coated peanuts, and groundnut sweets, to my room.
I took my bath and dressed up to go to school and that was when fear cooked in. I could feel my body get warm, and sweat starting to come out. What if I don’t blend in? What if I can’t navigate through life here in general?
My phone beeped and I looked at it. I’d received a W******p message from Will.
Will and I had settled on being friends, because for some reason I still needed him in my life, even if not as partners.
Instead of replying to him, I called him up. I really needed a friend. He picked on the second ring.
“Hey Ashy, I didn’t think you would be up,” he said, sounding like he wasn’t sure.
“It’s 10:30 a.m. here Will” I answered with an eye roll.
“I mean, you were in the air for over twelve hours, and your last seen online shows 6:30 a.m. just thought you were resting”
“I woke up already, preparing to go to school, and I arrived safely thank you,” I said.
“Okay,” he said, “Just thought to check up on you.”
“Thank you, I appreciate that,” I said. I actually appreciated him checking up on me.
“You sure you’re fine? You sound a little dull” he said.
“I’m fine, just a little worried. What if people don’t associate with me?” I told him. It was always hard to hide things from him.
“I get it, but you’ll be fine okay? If there’s anyone that can navigate through emotions, it’s you. You’re amazing, they’ll love you” he consoled me. I couldn’t help but think there was a subtle shade in that, but I just waved passed it.
“Thank you, Will”
“Yeah”
That call actually left me a little gloomy, but I tried to put my head in the game.
The day was actually eventful. I met my academic advisor in school, and we discussed my course requirements and academic goals and then I filled out some forms.
I then went to the library. It was quiet and had just three students in it. I was busy checking out some novels when a white blonde-haired boy approached. He looked good and was slightly taller than me.
“Hey, can I get your number?” he asked so fast I had to blink and stare for a minute.
“You don’t greet?” I asked him.
“I said hey” He replied.
“Okay, but you can’t just walk up to me and ask my number, at least make small talk before that. Don’t make it awkward” I told him. He stared for a minute and smiled.
“Hi, I noticed you’re reading one of my favorite authors. Are you a fan too?” he asked.
“I’m not reading” I retorted, laughing.
“Oh my God. Okay, what should I say? I don’t want to ask how you’re doing because I see you looking fine and I know you’re doing fine” he replied.
“Ha ha ha” I laughed, “I don’t know, it was you who moved up to me.” He was silent for some time, just staring.
“What are you doing in the library?” I asked him.
“Looking up something, but was going to look for a novel to read before I saw you” he answered.
“Oh, you read?”
“Yes, I do. Any recommendations?” he asked.
“Genre?”
“Any” came his reply.
“Okay, I h…” I began to say, but he cut me off.
“I’m running late already, can I have your number? We can share recommendations” he said, smiling.
I gave him my contact, knowing fully well it was not for recommendations. He promised to call.
By the time I left the library, it was already late. So I just went to my apartment, refreshed myself, and went to the kitchen to cook.
In the kitchen, I gathered all my ingredients to make a good pot of eru. A meal prepared by mixing two vegetables in the pot with cooked meat, dry fish, crayfish, and snails if you wish. This was eaten with cooked garri or cassava fufu (water fufu).
By the time I was done, it was 7:30 p.m. and my roommate was back. I invited him to eat with me, and after several attempts, he tried it. He said it was strange to him, but it tasted really delicious. That made me impressed with my cooking skills.
I went to bed early that day because I wanted to have an early day.
Honest reviews, please.
“Tell me where we’re going to, please” I begged. “How will it be a surprise if I tell you now?” Caleb asked. “Okay just a hint” “Dress to kill” “I told you if it’s an occasion, I pass,” I said. “It’s not, just us both” he replied. “Okay” Caleb was the guy from the library. Apparently, he was a graduate who actually came to check out something in school that day. He worked as a data analyst at a company in Wyvern. We had been talking for over a week, and he seemed like a cool person. He had invited me out on a date, and I was preparing to go out on the date but was still confused as to where we were going. I decided to wear my short black bodycon dress and nude heels. The nude heels made my long legs look like they went for days and the dress hugged my body, accentuated my hips, and pushed almost half my breasts out. I didn’t like putting on makeup, thank God for my smooth light brown skin, but I put on a little foundation and nude lipstick. He came and picked me up around 7 p.
If someone had told me I would be getting laid that early, I would have laughed in their face. I probably laughed in someone’s face already.I ended up spending all night at Caleb’s, and safe to say he had a lot of energy and experience. Totally not what I heard about white boys, but maybe I was just lucky.I’d just gotten back home and was standing at the door when I heard some drama unfolding inside between Damian and his girlfriend.“Okay, what do you mean by that? You can’t do long distance anymore?” I heard Damian ask. Uh Uh, that seemed like something private, and the sane decision would be not to eavesdrop on their privacy, but I wasn’t sane at all at that moment.“I’m just saying it’s too stressful driving up here almost every day,” She replied.“Okay, we can narrow it to just the weekends babe, that’s less stressful right?” he asked her.“You know I don’t even like driving Damian,” she told him.“I know baby, and I really appreciate what you do for us, you know if I could it
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Damian was kneeling down on his bed, two knees and his left arm down, while he stroked himself hard in a vertical motion with his right hand. His dick was fucking big, his eyes were tightly shut, and his mouth remained agape, letting out the most erotic moans I had ever heard, and I realized he was stark naked.My eyes raked over his body and remained transfixed on his hand movements on his dick. Swallowing the saliva in my mouth, I crossed my legs, to help control myself because I was dripping wet. I imagined him pummeling me instead of his hands, touching me, calling my name. God, I needed to be fucked so bad. I was so aroused by what he was doing, that for a split second, I thought of taking down my pants and touching myself.“Fuck,” he let out.Fuck, I thought to myself.He was so wet and aroused you could hear the slickness as he pumped hard with his hand. His left arm fisted the sheets so hard I thought it would give way, and his groans and moans of pleasure were like erotic mus
Saturdays back home were always the highlight of my week. I would return home for the weekend and enjoy my mother's delicious homemade meals. However, things were different at Wyvern. It was Saturday, and instead of enjoying a day off, I found myself working. The weight of this made me feel like crying, but I held onto the hope that it was a half-work day. It was already 2 p.m., leaving me with just one more hour of work.Once I finished my tasks, I was stressed. Deciding to release this tension, I opted for a relaxing bath. Afterward, I headed to the kitchen to prepare a meal for myself while engaging in a phone conversation with my mom.With my plate of food in hand, I made my way to the dining table. Eating alone felt somehow lonely, as I was already used to eating with Damian, but he was not home. To fill the void, I watched TikTok videos during my meal. It was then that I realized I hadn't explored much since moving to Wyvern. Perhaps I could take a short walk, I contemplated. Ho
“What next?” Damian asked me. We had been playing Never Have I Ever for over fifteen minutes, and had run out of questions. It did discover a few things about him though, like he had never been drunk, he had never cheated on a girl before, and he was always serious about any relationship he was getting into.I gave him a corky smile “Can I ask you something?”“Sure, go ahead,” he urged.“Don’t be offended,” I said.“Go ahead,”“How old are you?” I asked, a little shy. He burst into laughter, making me feel embarrassed.“Stop laughing,” I commanded, but he didn’t.“I’m sorry,” he apologized after a while, starting to cough “Why do you want to know how old I am?”“Just to know, but it's fine if you don’t want to tell”“I’m 25,” he said, “What about you?” he asked.“22,” I replied.“Okay cool,” he said “Satisfied?”“Yeap”“Should we continue with the games?” he asked, eyebrow raced.“That’s fine by me. What should we play next?”“I suggested the first, now is your turn,” he said.I was f
“Ouch,” I shouted when I hit the bed, laughing so hard. The way Damian picked me up when I chose his room was hilarious; he was too fast with that. But he had no time for jokes because within seconds he was on me, sucking on my navel, touching me all over with his left hand, and undoing the buttons on my top with his right hand. He was good with that and I couldn’t stop the moans that escaped my mouth.“Your body is so soft, it feels fucking good,” he said when he stopped sucking my navel and sat up to unbutton my top with both hands. I didn’t know how to reply to that, so I just smiled at him.“Ahh,” I cried out in ecstasy when he sucked one of my nipples through my bra. He kept on going, sucking from one nipple and I’d had enough, I needed him to hold the whole thing, so I lifted myself up, ready to take off my bra.“Hey hey, what are you doing?” he asked, stopping me mid-removal. He took off my hands and shook his head.“I want to take it off,” I said, confused.“I’m taking my time
I was jolted awake by a loud persistent banging noise. Disoriented and groggy, I tried to make sense of what was going on. The noise continued, growing louder and more persistent with each passing moment.Panic rising in my chest, my first thought was looking for a safe place to hide, and any object to defend myself with. The banging continues and I get more scared. I stumble out of bed and make my way to my shoe stand, picking up a high-heeled shoe, ready to use the heel on whoever it was.“Ash,” I heard someone shout from outside. The fact that whoever it was knew my name made me even more scared.“Ash common,” the voice said again, and I realized who it was. “Dam?” I said to myself. Why was he knocking on my door at that time of the night? I checked my phone to be sure of the time, and it was two o’clock in the morning.I rushed and opened my door, but there was no one there. Then I heard the knocking again, and then I realized it came from the main entrance. I opened the door, and
“Wait, so all you did was refuse to live together and y’all weren’t friends anymore?” Dam asked after staying silent for some time. “That was what started everything. Other things contributed to it, but I don’t want to talk about that now,” I replied. There was more to it, and I was already feeling bad enough. “Okay,” he said. “Do you want to go back inside or let’s just go back home?” “I wanna go home, my spirit is down already,” I looked at him “Sorry, I spoiled your fun night.” “If anybody spoiled the night it was me and my random questions, baby, it's fine, you didn’t do anything,” he said, laughing. We went back home and I decided to call it a night, but I remembered something when I got to my room and just thought to clear the air while it was early. I went to Dams room and he was talking on the phone, so I waited for him to finish. “My buddy is coming over tonight,” he informed me as soon as he got off the phone. “You have more friends?” I asked him. He had friends comin
I had been bowling for some time, but none of my balls managed to knock down all the pins. So I took a break to get some water to quench my thirst. Dam was laughing uncontrollably beside me, and I scowled at him."It's not funny," I snapped at him."But it is," he said, still laughing. "How have you not been able to get all your balls in even once?" he asked."These things are cursed," I grumbled. "I'm usually good at bowling," I told him, which only made him laugh even harder."How long has it been since you went bowling?" he asked, finally stopping his laughter."About three months," I replied."Maybe you just need more time to get used to it again," he suggested."I've seen people bowl so well the first time they try it," I told him."Maybe it was just luck," he suggested, shrugging."Maybe," I agreed. "Anyway, I'm thirsty," I informed him."Okay, there's a bar over there," he pointed to the left. "We can get drinks there.""Okay."He got a beer, and I got a bottle of chilled mango
"What are you doing?" Dam asked me."What does it look like I'm doing?" I asked back."What time is it?" he asked.It was three in the morning, and I hadn't slept all night. I couldn't sleep because of my arousal, and even trying to satisfy myself didn't help. My pussy was constricted and refused satisfaction from my hands. In my head, I just thought maybe it was because I knew there was someone next door who could make it loose.I snuck into Dam's room and saw that he was sleeping with the lights on. He had a hard-on like I thought he would since it was practically morning already. I tried to wake him but he just tossed and turned. When I removed his blanket, I saw that he was naked. His body looked tempting, and for a split second, I thought of giving him a blow job, but I ruled against that because I had a rule of receiving first before ever giving.I couldn't resist touching him though, running my hands over his hairy chest and down to his flat stomach. I touched his dick and he s
I had just finished my assignment when Dam entered the living room.“I’ve never seen you writing in here,” he told me.“I’m doing an assignment, and I needed a new scenario before I lost my mind,” I responded.“Ohh okay,” he said. He looked like he wanted to say something, and I already imagined what he wanted to talk about, but I didn’t want to talk about it.I picked up my books “I’m done though, gonna go shower,” I said, standing up and running to my room. I heard him call my name, but I quickly went in and shut my door.Okay, it was one thing to be very bold at night, but the same confidence didn’t apply during the day, at least for me. Dam had given me a night of pleasure, and I even ended up sleeping in his room, but waking up in the morning and feeling a tad too conscious was not a good thing for me. So I left before he woke up, and I spent all of Saturday and Sunday in the school library, only coming in at night and running to the silence of my room.It was Monday and I’d been
“Ouch,” I shouted when I hit the bed, laughing so hard. The way Damian picked me up when I chose his room was hilarious; he was too fast with that. But he had no time for jokes because within seconds he was on me, sucking on my navel, touching me all over with his left hand, and undoing the buttons on my top with his right hand. He was good with that and I couldn’t stop the moans that escaped my mouth.“Your body is so soft, it feels fucking good,” he said when he stopped sucking my navel and sat up to unbutton my top with both hands. I didn’t know how to reply to that, so I just smiled at him.“Ahh,” I cried out in ecstasy when he sucked one of my nipples through my bra. He kept on going, sucking from one nipple and I’d had enough, I needed him to hold the whole thing, so I lifted myself up, ready to take off my bra.“Hey hey, what are you doing?” he asked, stopping me mid-removal. He took off my hands and shook his head.“I want to take it off,” I said, confused.“I’m taking my time
“What next?” Damian asked me. We had been playing Never Have I Ever for over fifteen minutes, and had run out of questions. It did discover a few things about him though, like he had never been drunk, he had never cheated on a girl before, and he was always serious about any relationship he was getting into.I gave him a corky smile “Can I ask you something?”“Sure, go ahead,” he urged.“Don’t be offended,” I said.“Go ahead,”“How old are you?” I asked, a little shy. He burst into laughter, making me feel embarrassed.“Stop laughing,” I commanded, but he didn’t.“I’m sorry,” he apologized after a while, starting to cough “Why do you want to know how old I am?”“Just to know, but it's fine if you don’t want to tell”“I’m 25,” he said, “What about you?” he asked.“22,” I replied.“Okay cool,” he said “Satisfied?”“Yeap”“Should we continue with the games?” he asked, eyebrow raced.“That’s fine by me. What should we play next?”“I suggested the first, now is your turn,” he said.I was f
Saturdays back home were always the highlight of my week. I would return home for the weekend and enjoy my mother's delicious homemade meals. However, things were different at Wyvern. It was Saturday, and instead of enjoying a day off, I found myself working. The weight of this made me feel like crying, but I held onto the hope that it was a half-work day. It was already 2 p.m., leaving me with just one more hour of work.Once I finished my tasks, I was stressed. Deciding to release this tension, I opted for a relaxing bath. Afterward, I headed to the kitchen to prepare a meal for myself while engaging in a phone conversation with my mom.With my plate of food in hand, I made my way to the dining table. Eating alone felt somehow lonely, as I was already used to eating with Damian, but he was not home. To fill the void, I watched TikTok videos during my meal. It was then that I realized I hadn't explored much since moving to Wyvern. Perhaps I could take a short walk, I contemplated. Ho
Damian was kneeling down on his bed, two knees and his left arm down, while he stroked himself hard in a vertical motion with his right hand. His dick was fucking big, his eyes were tightly shut, and his mouth remained agape, letting out the most erotic moans I had ever heard, and I realized he was stark naked.My eyes raked over his body and remained transfixed on his hand movements on his dick. Swallowing the saliva in my mouth, I crossed my legs, to help control myself because I was dripping wet. I imagined him pummeling me instead of his hands, touching me, calling my name. God, I needed to be fucked so bad. I was so aroused by what he was doing, that for a split second, I thought of taking down my pants and touching myself.“Fuck,” he let out.Fuck, I thought to myself.He was so wet and aroused you could hear the slickness as he pumped hard with his hand. His left arm fisted the sheets so hard I thought it would give way, and his groans and moans of pleasure were like erotic mus