The sound of the gun brought silence to the atmosphere the only sound heard is that of birds flying off the area, no one was moving everyone transfixed to their positions then slowly Onoke was going down already on her knees, she fell to the floor breathing heavily, Godstime couldn’t believe his eyes, he was almost in tears when all of a sudden the boy with the pistol, David by name started screaming. Godstime and the other boy ran to his side and found out that the bullet had pierced open the left side of his stomach.
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Quickly he was rushed to the village clinic with a multitude now following. But on arrival at the Town’s clinic he was pronounced dead.
The news of Davids death spread swiftly to every part of the town with Onoke the rumoured murderer.
Onoke was summoned to the community head palace, where she gave account of what transpired on the day. Unfortunately for her, it was her world against three other boys. Godstime testified that David was only trying to woo her but has it has become her trademark of beating up her toasters she did the same to David but has David seem to be having the upper hand over her she brought out a gun and shot him at point blank range. The other two boys echoed the same story to Onoke’s disbelief.
The community head after listening to every party involved said
” by the power bestowed on me by the gods and people of our land, I found you Onoke guilty of the offence before you. Often times your report of hooliganism not expected from a lady had been brought to my notice and today you have taking it to the crescendo. As our culture stands, you Onoke will marry the deceased and had sex with his body for seven days, u will live in the same room with his body all through the seven days and the fluid that comes out from your bodies will be used to appease the gods of the land. You will pay all dowry expected from a man to is intending bride and you will have a marriage celebration with enough food and drinks to go round for everyone present. After this you will be handed over to you deceased husband family and they are allowed to do whatever they want with you except killing you.”
Onoke couldn’t believe her ears, she couldn’t hold back the tears. In a seconds her life flashed through her mind, her school, her boyfriend, her dreams, her journeys. She regretted ever coming home on break, she cursed and prayed that the truth should please set her free.
The rites will start in two days time and she will be remanded in the community prison till then. No one believed her story except for her family. Her father was in turmoil the news of his daughter predicament aggravated his HBP and he developed partial stroke. Her mother a Yoruba, from southwest Nigeria consulted her family and requested for the ‘ayilala water’. The ayilala water is a special kind of water used by traditionalist to determine the truth in a situation where everyone is adamant and saying their position is the true one. Everyone involved will be giving the water to drink and the liar will have a swollen in his stomach that will eventually lead to his death.
The first day of the rite is here and Onoke was brought into the room where the deceased had been preserved. Immediately she entered the room, a heavy thunder like the one ozila spoke of when he was with his mysterious girl, brought down the roof of the community leader, took his royal stool and dropped it in the market square.
The priest asked Onoke to proceed by pulling of her cloth and to make love to her hubby, the priest chanted some words and Davids joystick nodes in response, it was as hard as iron. Onoke couldn’t believe her eyes and was still wondering what empirical or scientific proof could explain this when the priest shouted ” put your breast in his mouth let him suck’.
Osa woke up to the sound of loud music with his head banging very hard. He tried to look around but his eyes were blurry. All he could see was different paintings all around the wall of a very large room. Da Vinci’s Mona Lisa painting lies on the wall in the middle of the room, the Dora maar au chat painting by Pablo Picasso lies beside it. It was more of an art gallery or so its seems to be in the blurry eyes of Osa.
He tried recalling the event of the previous night and how he got here. He remembered he was having a romp with a lady with a big booty, he was slamming hard into her when his favorite Selina walked up to him and started rubbing his ass and back with her palms, planting kisses at every spot as she rubs on. The taught of selina brought smile to his face, he remembered the first time he met Selena , he was out shopping on the streets of Corso Venezia.
Corso Venezia is a street in Milan, Italy. It is one of the city’s most exclusive and elegant avenues, being part of the city’s upscale Quadrilatero della moda shopping district, along with Via Montenapoleone, Via della Spiga, Via Sant’Andrea and Via Manzoni. The city also boasts a great collection of Renaissance, Baroque, Rococo and Neo-classical palaces, parks and gardens.
She was shopping for a wedding dress and her beauty was too good to let go, so Osa walked up to her exchanged pleasantries in the little Italian he could speak.
Osa: Buonasera (hello, good evening)
Selena: Come stai? ( how are you)
Osa: Bene, grazie ( fine thank you)
Osa: Mi chiamo Osa (am Osa)
Osa: Come ti chiami? (What’s your name)
Selena: Mi chiamo Selena (am Selena)
Osa: errrrm, errm
Selina: (cuts in), I speak English also
Osa: oh great
Selena: your pronunciation of Italian words are laughable
Osa: am still learning and I hope have found a teacher in you
Selena: well if you can pay the price
Osa: name your price angel
Selena: its simple, just offset my shopping bills
Selena: am going in the to get this cloths on, could you please help me check if they fit?
Osa: my pleasure
She went in while osa followed and waited in front of the curtain, she puts on the first, walked out, cat walked for osa and asked how it looks. Osa was dumbfounded by her beauty, she saw the effects she was having on him and just smile seductively. She got back in the changing room and was trying the next cloth on, as she pulled the cloth down from her head she saw him right in the changing room, the bulge from his trouser brought out a smile from her… without saying a word, Osa grabbed her stuck his tongue in her mouth and started kissing her ferociously . Selina moved back told him to calm down, pulled off the cloth she was testing and sat him down on the only stool in the changing room. She moved her head closer to his, gently rubbed her lips against his the stopped, she did that the second and third time. This time osa couldn’t bear it anymore, has she tries to rub the lips again he grabbed her head and then both lips started kissing and fighting for supremacy. Slina broke herself loose again removed her bra, and without a second invitation, Osa grabbed the petite boobs and this time around sucked the gently and expertly, he could put both boobs in his mouth at once by joint them together and later he sucked them gently . he bit the Tip in a soft manner and she let out a soft moan as he was sucking her boobs, she was making dreadlocks on his hair. Osa was tired of sucking and wanted a real action but her trouser and belt were restricting his movement, he tried fumbling with her belt but to no avail. She saw his travails and stood up from his body , lifted him up, pulled down his trouser and released the anaconda between his leg. Seeing the size of his dickk, she exclaimed wwooowwww and then kiss the tip of the the It which send shivers into Osa, she then spat a little on it the took the cap into her mouth, osa felt a cold sensation all I’ve him, then she increased her tempo and was sucking at a timed interval , she suck 5 times then rolled her tongue on the cap twice and also make a howling sound after that, this she continued until Osa was singing his native songs osamudiame………
When osa got back to his senses, he noticed he was all alone and a cube of ice was on his diicckk, with a note beside him that reads ‘ FIND ME’ his cloths where gone his phones, wallet and IDs. The only thing left was his boxers singlet and master card. He stood up put on the little stuffs he was left with, shop for a shirt and jean, paid his and hers, went to a pay fine and dialled his number……………
Splassssshhhh, a bucket full of water was poured on his body to bring him out of his trance, then he could see clearly that he was at the home of Don Nesta.
Don Nesta is the controller of all trafficking businesses in the Naples area of Italy who seem threatened by the arrival of some negritos as blacks are called who seem bent on sending him out of business.