Benita mounted the pulpit that Sunday morning.

– somebody shout hallelujah.

She started worshipping.

I know a God who’s merciful and kind
Faithful and gracious
I’m the apple of his eyes
The thought that fills his heart
Every morning noon and night.
He loved me when I didn’t care
Was patient till I came running back into his arms.
Look how he turned my life around, made me a shining star.
His glory to reveal

I will worship him for ever
Love him forever because
THIS GOD IS TOO GOOD O

Heeeeeeey ya ya ya ya

I call him God of wonders

The body that death could not hold

Jesssus

I call him the double edged sword.

Jehovah over do, that can do and undo

Mountains melt at the mention of his name

Ocean dries up at the sound of his voice

Impossibilities are made possible because he is God.

Onishe iyanu

Alagbada ino

Kabiyesi

Okaka

Om’iheukwu

Ebube, ekwueme,

Somebody worrrship (speaking in tongues)

The whole church was on fire, power came down, people saw God. The worship was beyond extra- ordinary.

Benita titled her message DO YOU KNOW YOUR GOD.

She talked about Israel and the red sea
Esther, Mordecai and haman
Elijah and the prophets of Baal

– we are mesmerised by the devil because we do not know our God and what he is capable of. They that know their God, shall be strong.

Christians we are weak. Weak to pray, weak to do God’s will, weak to challenge God, weak to face the devil.

Brethren, demons are not soft be strong. Listen, she continued, it is called HARDSHIP. ONLY HARD PEOPLE FACE IT, COUNTER IT, OVERCOME IT, SUBDUE IT. Child of God, be strong. (Speaking in tongues) stop crying for the devil, OUR TEARS SHOWS HIM OUR FEARS. IT MEANS WE ARE WEAK. Our tears is like fuel to his engine. It encourages him and makes him feel he can win.

Be strong. Then see you do exploits. (Speaking in tongues) see you say to that mountain gerout of here. See you say to that demon, get out. Are there people I’m provoking spiritually, stand to your feet and say I KNOW MY GOD!!!, I AM A WONDER, I KNOW MY GOD!!! I AM FOR exploits, I KNOW MY GOD!!!! I AM AN OVERCOMER, SOMEBODY SHOUT JESUS!!!

Then she began her story. People were moved to tears.

– because I know my God, I refused rape stigma, I am pregnant as a result of the rape doesn’t change the way I feel about my God.

My family rejected me, yet I follow this God because I know my God.

Doctor says I was born with perforated womb but I’m carrying twins. Because I know my God. THEY THAT KNOW THEIR GOD SHALL BE STRONG AND SHALL DO EXPLOITS. receive power for exploits in Jesus name.

You can’t do exploits when you say no to what the devil wants you to do. Pray for grace for righteousness.

Benita revived many souls that day. Many gave their lives to Christ. Power for exploits came down. Heaven shook the earth. It was a service people won’t forget in a hurry.

THAT NIGHT AT HOME, PASTOR AND PASTOR MRS KELVIN CAME INTO BENITA’S ROOM.

– Benny, pastor kelvin started God bless you for today. It was really great in his presence.

– thanks dad for giving me audience.

– you are welcome. Emmm, benny., we want to ask for a favour from you.

– OK.

– once you have the babies, we will like you to hand them over to us and move on with your life. Get married, have more children. We are willing to pay any amount. Please help us.

Benita starred in shock.

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Pastor Mrs Johnson has been discharged from the hospital after a long stay. She has been asking about her daughter and the answer she constantly received was that she travelled.

– Benita is not yet back? And all these while she couldn’t even call to know how I am? Where in this world did she travel to? I am not getting this at all or is there something everyone is refusing to tell me?

– mum, Richard called, Benita shouldn’t be your worry. You just got out of the hospital after a very long time. Please relax and get well first.

– Richard, for the love of God, where is my daughter? What is going on in this house? I remember she’s pregnant, how can a young pregnant girl leave the house for so long and no one is worried or looking for her?

– mum enough

– don’t you say that to me. (Crying) my only daughter is missing and you’re saying enough?

– mum, please just calm down.

– shut up. Don’t tell me to calm down. Are you married? Do you have a child? Do you know what it means to loose a child twice? I lost my twins to the cold hands of death 3itrs ago. It will never happen again. I need my daughter.

– mum, you are shouting, it is not good for you.

– Richard, I have not even started. I have not even started shouting. Bring back my daughter.

Richard started crying. Reverend Johnson walked in.

– dad, please do something.

– honey, Mrs Johnson called, where is Benita?

– emmm, honey, you just got back from the hospital, doctor says you don’t need this at all. So please relax, Benita will soon be here.

– call her at list. I want to hear her voice. Let me hear her voice. Benita please I want to hear your voice. Benny please (crying)

Reverend Johnson and Richard became confused. They don’t have Benita’s contact neither do they have that of pastor Mrs ifunanya’s.

Pastor Mrs Johnson started misbehaving. Richard woke up at the middle of the night to find his mum littering the whole sitting room with tissue paper.

-Mum, Richard called out what are you doing?

– I’m looking for Benita, she could be hiding in the garden.

– mum, what garden? Are you alright?

Pastor Mrs Johnson walked into the kitchen and brought a knife. She pointed the knife at Richard holding him so close by his neck.

-oh my God! Oh my God!!! Mum that’s a knife you’re holding. Mum no, please no. Drop the knife ,oh God please save me. Dad!! Dad!! Dad!!

Reverend Johnson rushed out of his bedroom. Danladi was knocking from outside when he heard Richard screaming.

-Honey, rev called, please put the knife down.

– he took my daughter. I kept my daughter there. He took Benita. I will kill him.

Richard was crying.

-No Jesus my wife is going mad. Jesus my wife is loosing it. Jesus help me. no honey, the person with your daughter is in , in, in, emmmmmmm, yes her room, Her room. This way.

He showed her to Benita’s room. He quickly locked the door immediately she entered. Rev went down stairs.

– Richard are you OK?

– yes dad. Where is mum?

– in Benita’s room.

– and the knife? Did you leave her with the knife?

– oh my God.

– Dad, how could you?

Suddenly, they heard her shout. She stabbed herself.

IN ABUJA……….

Benita could not sleep.

– what is going on? I feel something is happening somewhere but I can’t place it. Oh Lord, you who sees the unseeable, and knows the unknowable, you can search out the deepest in the deep, you who knows it all. Where ever this danger is, do what you did when Pharaoh was after your people Israel.

Oh Lord, I stand in the gap against you demon of death lurking around my family, you blood sucking demon, in the name of Jesus, by the blood of Jesus be destroyed. I bind and cast you out to the dry land in Jesus name.

Pastor Mrs Johnson stabbed her left arm. She was rushed back to the hospital.
She might be needing a psychiatrist.

The next day, Pastor and pastor Mrs Kelvin demanded the unthinkable from BENITA.

TO BE CONTINUED…….(Copied)

Pastor Mrs ifunanya starred in amazement.

-Have you ever aborted? asked doctor Malcolm.

– Never Benita replied coldly.

– then it should be how you were born. You were born that way. You really have to reduce stress. Once the you hit 7months you will have to the hospital. You will go through caesarian.

I fear the womb may not be able to condole the force of labour.

– Benita smiled. Doctor, I will give birth to this babies myself. What held a perforated womb to accommodate twins will hold it till I’m due. God who started this work in me, will bring it to perfection.

ON THEIR WAY HOME.
Benita brought out the cheque and handed over to PASTOR MRS IFUNANYA.

– Benny, why are you giving me this?

– first fruit mum. This doesn’t belong to me. This is my first receive in the work of ministry. Mum, I am also challenging God with this. I will carry my babies till the 9th month, and I will give birth myself.

– (pastor Mrs ifunanya looked at Benita with tears in her eyes) what kind of faith do you have Benita, I pray to God everyday to make my faith in him as strong as yours. You move heaven to do wonders, you move men to want to know God more. Daughter, it has always been to you according to your faith. So shall it still be in Jesus name.

– AMEN MUM. thank you ma.

AT HOME BENITA ENTERED HER ROOM AND BURST INTO TEARS. SHR BEGAN TO WORSHIP.

Your love is kind
Your love is patient
You filled my heart
With so much peace and joy
You’re amazing
You make my life feel brand new
You’re amazing.
you make my life feel brand new.

Jesus you love me too much o
Too much o
Too much o
Excess love ooooooooooo

Oh Lord I worship you (crying)
Who am I oh Lord?
A wretched sinner
A nobody,
Dust like me
Oh Lord, and you choose to favour me this way?

She continued to worship

AGBANI LA GBA TON OOOOOOO
ESE BABA…….
AGBANI LA GBA TON OOOOOOOO
ESE BABA………

GINI KAM G’NYE YA
O CHUKWU B’NIGWE
N’IHEOMA NILE OMEREM
MGBEM NOO NA AHUHU
MAK’IHENILE OMERE
MJI N’NYE EKELE
OTITO DIRI YAAAAAAA
EZE KASI EZE ELU

What if I had aborted? I may never have this opportunity again. I may have even died. Might destroy the womb totally. Lord I am grateful for your grace.

She continued to worship.

pastor and pastor Mrs kelvin joined her in worship. Power came down that night. God’s glory filled the whole house. God spoke through Benita to pastor and pastor Mrs kelvin who have been without child for years.

– Thus saith the Lord. I bring you fruitfulness

– Amen, the couple answered.

-Your days of barrenness are over

– AMEN

– The cry of BABIES shall be heard in this house by this time next year.

– AMEN

-For I am the Lord, I call those things that be not as though they were. It is time.

-AAAAAAAMMMMMMEEEEEENNNNNNNN

Pastor Mrs ifunanya fell under the unction of the holy spirit.

After the worship, as Benita lay down to sleep, ZINA came.

– you haven’t heard the last of me BENITA. Don’t go rejoicing yet, it is not over between us. Get ready, I’m coming with the storm.

– zina, the storm is not new to my master Jesus, HE CALMED IT. ( speaking in tongues) when the enemies shall rise like a flood. The spirit of God will raise a standard. Zina you are a toothless barking dog. Get out and stop disturbing my sleep.

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Benita and MAMA walked into the hospital. They went straight to the doctor’s office.

Doctor Malcolm welcomed them.

– mama, you are welcome. Pleased to have you around.

– thanks doc. How are you? I can see the Lord is doing wonders here.

The doctor was lost, looking at Benita. MAMA noticed and tried calling back his attention by clearing her throat.

– oh yes ma. Yes. Emmm, yes. What did you say again?

– you were not concentrating. What were you looking at? (Laughter) well well well. This is my daughter I told you about. The Lord is leading her to do hospital ministry. She will be coming to minister to the sick and pregnant women too.

– Wow, that’s nice. I have been praying for God to lead me to a genuine person. A lot is happening today. Since it’s from you, very acceptable. (To Benita) you are welcome dear.

– thank you sir.

– please don’t be offended, are you Benita?

Pastor Mrs ifunanya was shocked, so was Benita.

– yes, pastor ifunanya replied.

– Jesus, I can’t believe this. Emmm, please don’t mind me. You can go on with your prayers.

– pastor Mrs ifunanya was so surprised, Benita too.

Benita visited 5 wards. Praying for the sick. There was a case going on. A woman has been in labour since last night. It’s almost 3pm and she was still wallowing in pains. Benita went to her. She looked at her.

– madam, you are bringing forth a great man. He will terror to the demons in his father’s family. Don’t be afraid, the God of the Hebrew women is here.

(She laid her hands on the woman’s tummy)You powers of the ancestors from your father’s side, holbrokeyou bound be destroyed in jesus name. Baby be LOOSED NOW in Jesus name.

The woman gave a loud shout. Instantly her water broke. 10 minutes later, the cry of a bouncing baby boy was heard. WHAT A MIRACLE!!!.

After her ministration, the woman’s husband instantly appreciated Benita with a check of 200 thousand naira. That was the fourth child she was having and the only surviving one.

It was glorious in the hospital that day. Benita christened him MIRACLE. That same day, the nurses and doctors christened Benita, MAMA MIRACLE.

Pastor Mrs ifunanya took Benita to the doctor to register her for antenatal. She was told she would go for some tests. Then scan.

Doctor melcolm was shocked at what he saw on the screen of the scan machine.

-this can’t be. Amazing. You are 5 months gone. Miracle. Mama miracle indeed. (Laughter)

– doctor, pastor Mrs ifunanya called. This one you’re wowing, is something wrong?

Benita sat up and was eager to know what the doctor had to say.

doctor Malcolm sat down, took off his glasses and said……..

– Benita, you are a miracle. What I just saw, scientifically and medically disqualifies you to be a mother.

-I don’t understand doctor, Benita replied please can you be specific?

– Benita, you have perforated WOMB. Your womb is damaged. don’t know how you managed to be pregnant with TWINS.

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Benita could not believe her eyes when she approached the gate to her father’s house. Pastor Mrs ifunanya kelvin. Her fellowship leader in school and her mentor. She stood with danladi.

– mama, Benita shouted , running towards her.

– sister Benny. Wow, thank God I found you. Your gate- keeper was just telling me about you. What happened?

– MAMA, its not something I can discuss while standing. I’m very tired and my head aches badly.

– OK, can we go inside?

Danladi replied.

– Arrrgh nooo. Big Oga go purse me commot. Small oga go kill me o. Dey say ah no go allow small madam inside o.

– why? Asked pastor ifunanya. Why would Reverend give such instruction?

– Mama, please, let’s go. Where are you lodged? We will talk when we get there please.

– No, she replied angrily. I need to see daddy. This is totally inhuman. Much less from a renowned minister of God like him.

Reverend drove in immediately.

– (he stepped out of his car) danladi, what’s going on in front of my gate? I pay you to guard my house. Please let me know when you’re tired. What’s the meaning of this? I do not want to see nuisances in front of my gate.

Benita started crying. Pastor Mrs ifunanya faced him.

– daddy good afternoon sir.

– God bless you. He replied.

– sir, you seem not to remember me anymore. I’m ifunanya, Benita’s fellowship leader in school.

– oh, really, wow, so much change. Please pardon my manners just now. How do you do?

– how do you do sir. How is mummy? And the ministry?

– very fine. I bless the Lord for his mercies.

– daddy, with due respect sir, what has Benita done?

– emm, hold it. At this point I won’t be entertaining anymore questions. But if you must know, my own daughter had collided with Satan to pull down my church and to such, I can’t relate with. She has to leave my house and continue with the devil. Have a nice day.

He stepped into the car and drove into the
compound asking danladi to shut the gate.

Pastor Mrs ifunanya watched in amazement.

– Jesus Christ of Nazareth. I can’t believe my eyes. Satan you are a liar.

Benita was just in tears.

-Benny, shola called cuddling her. You are the strongest woman I have ever seen. You have fought a good fight, you have kept your faith, there is abundant grace to finish this course.

– sweetheart, pastor ifunanya called. I am here. I will never leave you nor forsake you . Thus says the Lord, be strong, I am with you, It is the set time to mount to glory.

– thank you Jesus. Benita said crying.

– let’s go to my lodge. We are leaving with the first flight to abuja.

– Benny, shola called crying. I will miss you. Please keep me posted. I will try and come and visit.

AT THE HOTEL, Benita told her leader everything. Pastor Mrs ifunanya could not hold back her tears.

– in my 15yrs of serving the Lord, I don’t think I have this kind of faith. You are a heroine. You are about opening a new chapter. You are about entering a new phase. God shall reward your faithfulness and zina will be put to shame

-Amen ma.

IN ABUJA………….

Benita went into ministry. The potter’s glory christen centre knew some one extraordinary came. She turned the youths around.

Power was made manifest when the choir ministers.

Benita’s body started changing. Her pregnancy was beginning to be obvious and people were beginning to ask questions.

One morning, pastor Mrs ifunanya and her husband called Benita.

Pastor Mrs ifunanya started.

– Benny dear , how are you feeling this morning?

– I’m fine ma. (Smiling)

-OK, that’s good. Emmm, we called you because people are beginning to ask how come about your pregnancy.

– pastor kelvin continued, yes Benny. This is what we plan to tell them and we want you to do the same.

We will tell them you are married but your husband died. You only realised you’re pregnant after his burial..

Benita was just looking at the man and woman of God, shocked and surprised.

– mummy, daddy. I’m not sorry to say that I WON’T DO IT. one Sunday, I shall use my story as my message..

– you mean you will tell them…….

– THE TRUTH yes. No matter what, I am not ready to compromise my faith. I will say the truth and nothing but the truth. That’s by the way. Mummy, daddy, the Lord is leading me to hospitals. Any hospital around here?

– yes pastor kelvin answered. Mummy will take you there. Hmmm, Benita, I am amazed at your faith and your uncompromising stand. Keep it up.

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-I will not leave this house. Dad are you being serious? Leave this house to where? Daddy please, I’m not going anywhere Benita replied.

– you are a heartless, self-centered, arrogant and wicked child. The devil wants to use you to destroy my labour in ministry for 25 years. Elder Sam is threatening to leave. Someone whose 3months tithe alone brought about this building we live in. A six bedroom duplex. Many of them like that. So that my colleagues in ministry will start laughing at me?

Benita I suffered, I saw hunger, I saw starvation, my twin boys died on this journey because of poverty. I held unto my faith. You too almost died, how you managed to us survive that sickness due to mal- nutrition is still a miracle. I rather loose you now than go back to poverty. PACK YOUR THINGS AND LEAVE MY HOUSE.

– Jesus ( crying) this is not happening. This not not my dad speaking. This is not REV FERDINAND JOHNSON. Daddy, you can’t do this. Where do I go from here? Daddy, (crying) it was on that sick bed, you made me this BENITA that I am today.

We had no money, doctor asked us out of the ward, I was laid on the Floor. Almost dying. Mum was in tears. You came close to me and held my hands and you said to me. ” Benny, you are five years old, the name of Jesus has five letters, you will not die, now keep saying it to yourself.”

I kept saying it. You made me believe that all I got then was JESUS. All I needed was JESUS, The one who could heal me was JESUS. I should only call JESUS. And I did. Daddy to said to me, BENNY IM SORRY. DADDY HAS NO MONEY HE CANT HELP YOU, JESUS HAS THE POWER TO HEAL YOU.

I get calling on JESUS and on the 3rd day, I got up. That was the man you were. I saw GOd’s power through you. Daddy, do not give the devil a winning trophy.

– I thought you everything you know about the devil. I groomed you into whom you are today. I showed you the way to righteousness. You cannot be more righteous than me. Get rid of that bastard and save my ministry.

– I will not. My faith in Jesus is stronger than the father daughter bond. When you could you not save , Jesus did. You may give up on me and throw me out, JESUS WILL NEVER GIVE UP ON ME.

– RICHARD,

-yes dad

-Are you done

-yes dad.

– good. Throw her out

Richard lifted his sister up, heading to the gate. He had packed all her stuff and kept them outside the gate. Benita was crying and singing.

– Richard, put me down. Dad don’t do this. Oh Jesus.

And so it was. Benita was sent out of her father’s house. She kept hitting at the gate. No answer. She started worshiping.

You are great yes you are mighty God
Walked upon thvabout you mid greate sea raised the dead
You reign in majesty mighty God
Everything written about you is great

Demons tremble at your presence
What a mighty God we serve
Glory, glory hallelujah
Everything written about you is great.

As she sang, she started putting her things together. She decided to go to shola’s place.

Shola’s mum did the unimaginable. As she sighted Benita from afar, she ran towards her.

– mummy good evening ma

– keep that greeting first. Where do you think you are going with all these bags?

– mummy please, I will explain when wee go inside please.

– inside where? You must be out of your mind. Shameless prostitute. Sherimama ,sherimama, kakakaka after every every na belle. You people now use rape to cover up. Please you are a bad influence oooooooo, don’t come and corrupt my virgin daughter for me ooooooo.

Oya goan meet your arm robber boyfriend and continue where you stopped. Omo oshi.

-thank you ma.

Benita left. She stood by the road side.

– where do I go from here? Holy ghost help me. Please bring out shola for me now. Please Lord.

Some minutes later, keke stopped in front of Benita and shola came out.

– omg Benny.are you traveling?

– yea. I was asked to leave the house. Dad said, I should leave his house.

– what? That’s a lie. Daddy can’t do that.

-(crying) he did oooooo. I just need a place to rest my head. I’m asking in my spirit for direction. Good a thing I have cash but I need God’s direction.

– you can pass the night in my house replied shola.

– no. As we were discussing, the Lord said I should go back home.

– hmmmm, your sure?

– yea.

– OK, I will help you.

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Pastor Mrs Johnson’s surgery was successful. She was recovering smoothly.

Reverend Johnson saw the need to inform his workers and church elders about BENITA’S PREGNANCY. Therefore, he called a meeting.

All the workers and leaders of his church are gathered. After a short prayer, Rev started.

– good evening brethren. First I must say thank you to you all for responding to this call. This has been a very critical time for me. As you all know, my dear wife just had a major surgery. She is getting better by his grace. Thanks to you all for your supports, prayers, visitation and care. You have been such a wonderful family. I’m so proud to have you all.

They all clapped.

– thank you. (Takes a deep breath) I know you would all be wondering what could be the reason for this meeting. We all knew when robbers invaded my house. What I did not tell you was my daughter Benita was………raped.

(Jesus!!!, blood of Jesus,!!!! oh my God,!!!!! what,!!!!! and so many other exclamation filled the air. Some broke into tears)

Rev continued.

– though my daughter warned that I informed you all about the rape when she was in the hospital, I felt shame. I couldn’t stand before you all to say my daughter was raped. I never knew a bigger shame was on the way.

One of the elders, elder Ben asked.

– daddy, what bigger shame are you talking about. You are scaring me.

– hmmmm, brethren, (tears) its with a heavy heart I bring this information. MY BENITA IS PREGNANT.

The whole hall was filled with tears. Oh God why!!!, Jesus nooooo, people were crying. For one hour, there was deep sorrowing. Elder uzo decide to break the silence.

– chai!!!!( shook his head) this is too heavy for me. I don’t know about any other person. Daddy, we are very sorry. This is not your fault or Benita’s. It can happen to anybody. Please do not allow it weigh you down. Your spiritual alertness should not be tempered with please. Now the question is, what do we do?

Elder Mrs ijeoma stood up.

– praise God. Hmmmmm, this is the saddest news I have heard this year. It is indeed painful. Everyone here knows Benita. Everyday, I pray for her kind of grace and anointing. (Crying) I never wished or thought of this for her. Benita will not keep that child. It has to be flushed. God has to understand. That’s my point.

Everyone in the meeting supported the woman. Except elder ben.

– I beg to differ ma. Sin is sin. There is no excuse that justifies sin before God. Flushing that foetus is abortion. Abortion is second class murder Benita has always preached against. In fact, I can say in strong confidence that the Benita I know will not agree to abortion. It is painful but she has to keep it.

Elder Marcus stood up.

-Ben, you are very wicked. Do you know what we stand to loose? Respect? Honour, fame, that righteousness has brought us. Our daddy will be on the news headline of blackmail. A lot of souls will be lost. I am not ready to be part of any shame o. Benita must get rid of that pregnancy.

Commotion everywhere. .
Some were already threatening to leave should Benita keep the baby.
Only few supported elder Ben.
Some walked out of the meeting angrily.

At home, rev called Benita and Richard.

– my children, I never for saw this kind of temptation. It is too heavy. I’m at the verge of loosing everything. I had to call the elders and Inform them about Benita’s pregnancy. It did not go down well. Benita, you can’t keep that baby.

– dad, Richard called. I said it from the unset . now see. We could have done this without informing them and nobody will know but your over holy daughter in her selfishness decides to make us a laughing stock.

– I am surprised at you dad replied Benita. What has gone wrong with integrity you once upheld? The standards you set up. Dad how can you allow them play with your spiritual intellect. This is the devil dad. Do not give in.

– Benita I am loosing my people. My church is at the verge of ruining. I am about loosing my toil of 25 years in ministry. Benny please. (Crying)

– let them go. He who stands with multitude of men without God is standing alone. Not even your tears will change my mind. I am keeping the baby.

– Then you need to get yourself a new home. Rev replied.

– WHAT!!!

– LEAVE MY HOUSE.

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I obliged. To my surprise, she lay on it without asking questions or complaining.

At this point, the movie had gotten to the seen
where the lovers were about to make love. I feel
so restless and tensed. Her hand had rested on
my chest, so, she could feel the pace at which my
heart beats. Guys, this girl knew exactly what she was doing. Suddenly, she sat up, moved closer to me and magically gestured a ‘why-why-not’
kissing mood towards me. How could I say no?

Her lips were so fresh and irresistible…
Grace’s mother had divorced her father almost 4 years. She stays alone with her mother while she keep searching for jobs.

She was on her from an
interview when we met in the bus. I think that
explains the level of freedom she enjoys. What I cannot fathom really was her action that evening.I never wooed her and we were not dating either.

So, I was shocked. But as a smart guy, I buried
my lips in her mouth without hesitation. The
atmosphere was so intensed and romantic. The rest was stories…

Grace wasn’t only a graduate of
Political Science; I believe she had and
unmatched bedmatics skills. She taught me all I
know today about sex:

Sex with Grace became a regular affair. The
highest was staying 3 days in my house. All we
did was: eat, s..x, sleep, shower, eat, se..x,sleep
and shower! Nothing more. It was as if I was in
3rd heaven. She spoiled me with s*x, she over-
satisfied me.

Luckily for Grace and unlucky for me, she was
employed by MTN Nigeria Limited, and was
immediately deployed to Abuja.

That limited us to
phone calls, s*x chats, phone s*x and pictures. I
missed her so much, even now. I went to visit her twice and that was all.

I lost my phone few
weeks later. Stupidly enough, her number was
saved on phone memory. Coincidentally, same
thing happened to her. She changed line and that was how we lost contact.

I ran into Grace last two years in Lagos. She
came to visit her mum. She was married and
heavily pregnant. Soon a guy joined us. “This is
my husband,…she said

Not Grace. It was a number I don’t have as
contact. I answered the call and this was what
ensued:
Caller: Hello Femi
Me: Hello. Who are my speaking with
Caller: It’s me Grace. This is my friend’s number.

Sorry my phone ran out of power and our
generator is faulty. I’m so sorry…

Me: No problem. I understand
Grace: I’m still coming o. Let me charge my
phone a little and I’ll be on my way.

Me: Why not come right away? I’ve got enough
fuel to charge a thousand phone… if you don’t
mind.

Grace: (Laughs) Femi ooo. Ok. I guess I’ll start
coming then. Send me your address please.

Me: Ok. I’ll do that once you drop the call. What
will you like to eat?
Grace: Femi, prepare whatever you think befits
Grace. I’ll gladly take it.

Me: Settled. See you then
Grace: Yeah. See you soon Call ends.
It was already past 3pm when Grace called.
Quickly, I sent her my address. Whatever
resolution I had earlier about recalling my friends vanished like a spirit. I was elated and happy again. Since Grace is coming any moment, I
powered on my generator to make sure everyhwere look conducive and ‘neat’ when she arrives.

5pm, Grace is not here. Regrets started ravaging
my fragile mind. I dialled her number, switched off
still. I left my apartment angrily to go put off the
generator when my phone rang. Guess who? La Gracia. Lol.

Grace: Please come take me in. I’m in front of
your house. Quickly, I changed my shirt to a very nice one I had ironed since yesterday, witha blue jean to go with it.

Truly, I made sure I looked good and cute.
I checked my breath too: not bad. I stepped out
to go bring her in. Ladies and gentlemen, what I
saw made me felt I had died and I’m seeing
angels…

My world! Grace was gloriously dressed in a tight lemon top, a skimpy orange skirt, with her hair
flowing down her spine. Jisos! I gasped for breath. She is a show stopper! Even my
neighbours were like, “Femo Femo…hmmmm. Na wah ooo.” She became a little shy.

Quickly, I led her inside to avoid unnecessary attention. Mehn, this is truly classy, tasty and glamorous. I must
be a lucky guy to have made Grace grace my
house. Seeing Grace that day was one of the
happiest moments of my life.

The radiant from the ocean Cupid smiled on me The elegance fil’d with fragrance Grace, the epitome of beauty.

Matchless in beauty
Beeming with love
An angel in mortal container She is the one, not another. Lips so fresh
Hair so adorable
Skin so fair Physique so edible.

She shone like a million sun She walked like a goddess Today is gonna be fun Joy all through; no more, no less!

Guys, those were the words running through my head when I saw Grace. She was charming and awe-inspiring and heart-melting. For the first time in my life, I lost all composure. All my Bigboyism vanished. I became a kid in her presence.

Guys, up until now, I relieved that moment of
magic and ego-lifting meeting with Grace After the formality of welcoming and hospitality, I asked when she will be leaving cos she arrived 5:17pm, which was already a little too late for me. She looked into my eyes and said, “Femi, today, I’m going nowhere. I already told my mum that I’m not coming home today. I lied to her that a friend of mine is going to the Registry on Thursday, and she need all the help she can get.

So, here I am Mr. Femi. Am i welcomed to
stay over or not?”

As if I’m standing in front of an armed MOPO
Officer, I was motionless and my bones lost all
their strength. My mouth failed me for words. I
was speechless. Her “helloooo” brought me back to reality.

Without thinking, I don’t know when I
started babbling like a drunk, “Yes you can, sure
you can, definitely you can. The house is all
yours. You’re most welcomed. I… I…. I…” She
helped me by saying, “Femi calm down. It seems you weren’t prepared to hear that.

Not to worry, I won’t disturb you at all. Your chair is big enough
for me…”

“Chair? No way! What’s my bed for? I’ll go sleep
in my neighbour’s house. You just be
comfortable. Ok?” She looked at me so sternly and said, “Then you left me with no choice than to leave your house already. I can’t stay alone in your own house; that’s not possible. You sleep
on your bed and I’ll be fine on the chair.”

I was a little scared this time. I offered to sleep
on the chair while she go into the room to sleep
on the bed. She agreed. I served her rice and
stew laced with two turkey laps, and a bottle of fruit wine to cool off.

The look on her face
showed that she was impressed. “Who cooked
this meal.” She asked while she eat. “I did. Who
else would have?” I replied with my head held up high and my chest puffed up. She smiled and clapped for me. I slot in a movie titled, ‘The
Notebook’, a tragic-romantic love story.

“What’s the title Femi?” “The Notebook”, I replied.
She rushed her food and willingly cleaned the
table. I took it from her and drop’d it in the
washing basin. She lay on the chair and focused
on the movie. I sat a little close to her in case
she would need anything (you know the feeling
now).

A little over 30mins into the movie, she
complained that the fan was too much for her.
She requested I put it off. I did speedily. Later,
she said I should sit on the chair with her. At
first, I pretended that I didn’t hear what she said.

She repeated it again and this time, I asked if she
was feeling uncomfortable. She said she just want me close to her. I obeyed.

Few minutes later, Grace started acting funny. Should lift up her top at interval to reveal her tummy, stroke it for a while and close up again. She was doing this apparently to gain
my attention. She succeeded. I asked if she was feeling any heat. She said no. Soon, it her
wayward hand that find its way to my chest.

She started moving her hand delibeartely up and down my chest. I said nothing. Later, she requested I remove the little ‘pillow’ off my lap, claiming it was making her uncomfortable. Really? Seriously?

TO BE CONTINUED

Grace, for me, was “the Bleep of the century.” Big,
robust, Britgerian accent, good sense of humor,
elegant and more interestingly, psychic. She was way mature than Mary, both in age and size. How did we meet? Very funny. It was in a commercial bus.

There was an argument about what best fits
Nigeria in terms of form of governance. Some
argued for militarianism while many others stick
with democracy. I wasn’t interest in the subject
so I stayed mute, plugged earpiece into my ears
and started listening to songs. But as the
argument became hotter, I paused the song I was
listening to and listened to the two sides. They
argued back and forth with no compromise.
I decided to go back to listening to my song when I heard a voice so sweet and cool.

According to her, she was a graduate of Political Science from
the University of Ibadan, and her argument proves
her right. She commanded absolute silence, even
in a commercial vehicle.

She argued as a scholar,
one who truly understands the onus of the government to her citizens.

*Sorry guys, I’m using a phone for each updates.
Bear with me. was highly impressed by her brilliance. At the
end of her argument, everyone in the vehicle
applauded her, even the driver.

When the driver stopped for a passanger drop, I
used the opportunity to sit close to Grace. Dang!
She smell so good.

I flattered her with words so soothing, I said I’ve never heard someone speak like that before in my life. She was happy I said those words, I guess the expression on her face said it all.

A quick glance at her phone revealed her taste.
As at that time, SII Galaxy Phone was at least, a
big phone. I took the opportunity to get her
number indirectly.

“Hey, I love this phone. Please can I see the specs?” She replied, “Sure, why not?” Upon receiving the phone, the first thin I checked was the kind of line she was using. It was an MTN sim. So, quickly and codedly, I dialled a “please call me” code and sent it to my MTN number.

#SharpGuy At the end of my pretence, I handed the phone back to her and continued normal chat.

10 mins later, she signaled her bus stop to the driver, much to the praise of everone in the vehicle. As for me, well, I got more than what the commuters couldn’t get, Grace’s phone number.

When I got home that day, I quickly saved the
phone number and waited 2 more days before dialled her number. The following ensued between
us:

Grace: Hello?
Me: Hello. How are you doing?
Grace: I’m doing good. Please, who is this?
Me: Well, this is funny.

We met in a bus where
you served us all with brilliant, educative and
flawless argument about good form of governance.

Grace: Wow! What a good memory you’ve got but
I didn’t remember giving anyone my phoe number.

Me: Well,….let’s say I work with NCC and I have
access to many phone numbers.
Grace: (Laughs) That’s hard to believe sir. I don’t
think that’s possible; not with someone I met in a
public bus and didn’t give my phone number.

Me: Well, you’re right. Did you remember you
gave me your phone that day?
Grace: Yeah I did. It was the phone you collected,
not my number.

Me: I know right. That’s when I played smart on
you. I sent a please call me with your number to
my number instantly. So, I need not ask you for
your contact before I can have it.

Grace: (She screamed) Jesus! Wooooowwww!
You’re indeed smart. I’m impressed…

Me: (Before she finished her statement, I cut in)
Can we meet formally, please?

Grace: Ha? That’s hard o. So quick? I’m always
the busy type sir. I work all day.
Me: Busy so much that you can’t spare a time for
the chance to meet a guy who outsmarted you?
This is a chance to meet a superstar my lady.

Grace: (She laughed so hard and finally said) Ok,
ok. You win. Where do you want us to meet?
Me: (Feeling like a Obama, I was like) Errrmmmm,
considering my status, one who commands
unwavering fealty and reverence, I’ll speak to you about the place tomorrow.

Grace: Jooor oooo. Igwe! I hear you sir.
Me: Thanks my queen.
Grace: Queen. Abeg o. Thanks for the call. You
made my day.
Me: You’re most welcome. Have a splendid day.
Bye.

Ends call. Now, am I a genius or not As promised, I called Grace the following day. We
exchanged pleasantries as if we’ve known each
other for ages. Talk about Grace’s maturity; she’s
just second to none. I was about telling her our
meeting point when she said, “See let’s meet at
your place. I’ll prefer your place to anywhere else,
I don’t want to be too exposed.”

I don’t know if I
should leap for joy or scream. Anyways, I was so happy she chose to come, at least, I’ll have all
the time in the world, confidence, freedom and
what have you.

Wednesday, 2pm was our agreed date and time. “Ok sir. See you Wednesday. I got
to go now. I’ve a whole lot of chores to do. Bye”
“Bye Grace.” The call ended.

This deal was struck on Monday. So, that leaves
me with almost 38hrs of preparation. Quickly, I
removed all my curtains, bedspread, dirty laundry
and every other washables for washing. I cleaned all the cobwebs, dusted the chairs and electric appliances.

You know now, I just cleaned everywhere. I rushed to Emeka’s shop for a nice air freshner (only God knows the last time I used one, lol).

When I got back from Emeka’s shop, I saw
Grace’s missed calls on my phone…and a text
message which reads: “Don’t bother to call back.
I just wanna warn you that I don’t like seeing
people around when I go a visiting. I hope you’ll
understand. Bye.”

Jisos! My heart raced faster again. Do I understand? Nne, I don’t only understand you, in fact, I upperstand* you sef.

Immediately I called all my friends who loved
coming to my house for PS3 Video Game that,
“Guys, I won’t be around on Wednesday until very
late into the night. I’ll call you when I’m back.”
Tho’ they felt a little disappointed, they realised that was very unusual of me. So they agreed.

Whatever appointment it is I have I placed on hold. Wednesday for me is a work-free PUBLIC and PRIVATE holiday… with Grace alone!

Fast forward. Wednesday morning, 10am. I did the normal chores that day: cleaning and washing. I checked the fuel tank of my generator and noticed it was getting low. Quickly, I rushed
to the filling station and bought for myself enough fuel that will serve me for 8hrs. There must be no power interruption. In fact, that day, I’m going on generator all through. If Nepa like make them
bring light, e no concern me.. Before 12noon, I had finished all my chores. So, I called Grace just for a reminder. Guess what guys, her phone was off. MMM (Mogbe Moku
Modaran).

I tried again and again, and again and
again; same result. I became so restless…and disturbed. I realised I
haven’t eaten anything since I woke up.

I settled for 2 wraps of Gala and a chilled Maltina. Hey guys, not that I was expecting anything romantic
but, you know, who in the world will pass up the
chance of having a beautiful girl like Grace under his roof? I mean, I just can’t imagine it. After
comsuming the Gala, I tried her number again,
same result.

I checked the clock, it’s 1:42pm. At this stage, I resigned to defeat. Apparently, Grace
only pulled a stunt on me; proving to me that she’s a bit smarter than my smartness, a revenge
I guess. Suddenly, a sense of guilt engulfed my heart. I had betrayed my good friends just
because of Grace. I was about calling them when
my phone rang…

TO BE CONTINUED