phone. The message simply read: ‘OK.’
She deleted it and placed her hand back on the driver’s groin.
They got to Federal Palace Hotel quicker than if he’d been observing speed limits. He walked ahead of her and when the elevator doors slid open, he let other people waiting to get in first, including her, then he stepped in on the other side away from her.
His room was one of the smallest she’d been to in the hotel. She wondered if perhaps she should have taken the Land Cruiser she gifted to the new girl. She dropped her bag on the bed and kicked off her shoes. She had charged him a good price and had decided to get even more but she couldn’t afford to waste time; she had to get back to her spot before another girl stole it.
She undressed. She had no underwear. His eyes moved from her breasts to her shaved crotch. She placed her hands on her hips and waited.
‘Where you wan’ do am?’
His face shot up at her sudden switch to broken English.
‘Won’t you shower first?’
‘I don shower today.’ She felt like smiling at her luck. She knew he wanted her to wash away the last client she had been with; she had picked up that he wasn’t very used to this the minute he agreed to the price she asked for without first halving it. She’d decided to make him pay extra for anything other than plain sex with her lying on her back. If he wanted her to take a shower, he would also want to limit body contact and thus ask to take her from behind. She would tell him that doggy costs more.
‘Just go and shower.’
‘To take shower go cost three thousand extra.’
‘You want me to give you an extra three thousand?’
‘Yes.’
‘For what?’
‘To take shower, now. I tell you, I don shower today, but if you want make I go shower again, you go pay me three thousand on top the amount we agree.’
‘Why?’
‘Na time e go take.’
‘A five minute shower? That’s what you want three thousand extra for?’
‘Time dey go o.’
‘So, you won’t take a shower?’
‘You go pay?’
‘OK. Don’t bother with the shower. Just give me a blow job.’ He undid his zip and pulled himself out.
‘Ehn? Blow wetin? We no discuss that one o. I don’t do blow job for ten thousand. That one is fifteen thousand, and you will use condom.’
As he stared at her, still grappling with the fact that the samegirl who had called him honey and stroked his cock in the car was now hissing at him and refusing to look into his eyes, as if they had already had a fight. It dawned on him that he was being conned. He gradually grew limp. He zipped up his fly.
‘You can go.’
‘You want make I go?’
‘Yes. You can go. I’m not interested anymore.’
‘But you never pay me.’
‘Pay you for what? We didn’t do anything.’
‘You are not serious. Shebi you brought me here? Na me say make your prick no stand? Abeg, pay me my money.’
‘Money for what?’
‘See me see trouble. If your dick refuse to stand, na my fault? Oya, come and fuck now. You no fit? If I know say you be time waster, I for no follow you. Give me my money. Yeye man.’
‘Look, just leave.’
‘Wey my ten thousand?’ Her voice was sufficiently raised so that anyone on the corridor outside could hear her.
He looked down, shaking his head and smiling a regretful smile. He put his hand in his back pocket and counted out ten thousand naira. He held the money out to her.
She snatched the cash and counted it.
‘Wetin be this?’
‘Your money.’
‘How will I get back to the place you pick me from?’
‘I don’t know. Take a taxi.’
‘Make I take taxi?’
‘Yes.’ He could barely look at her.
‘By this time, taxi will cost four thousand. That is even if I find one.’
‘So what do you want me to do?’
‘You this man, you are vexing me o. I for no follow you if I know say na like this you go dey do. Give me money for taxi.’ She held out her hand.
He looked at the outstretched palm, saw the calluses, the dirt under her
She deleted it and placed her hand back on the driver’s groin.
They got to Federal Palace Hotel quicker than if he’d been observing speed limits. He walked ahead of her and when the elevator doors slid open, he let other people waiting to get in first, including her, then he stepped in on the other side away from her.
His room was one of the smallest she’d been to in the hotel. She wondered if perhaps she should have taken the Land Cruiser she gifted to the new girl. She dropped her bag on the bed and kicked off her shoes. She had charged him a good price and had decided to get even more but she couldn’t afford to waste time; she had to get back to her spot before another girl stole it.
She undressed. She had no underwear. His eyes moved from her breasts to her shaved crotch. She placed her hands on her hips and waited.
‘Where you wan’ do am?’
His face shot up at her sudden switch to broken English.
‘Won’t you shower first?’
‘I don shower today.’ She felt like smiling at her luck. She knew he wanted her to wash away the last client she had been with; she had picked up that he wasn’t very used to this the minute he agreed to the price she asked for without first halving it. She’d decided to make him pay extra for anything other than plain sex with her lying on her back. If he wanted her to take a shower, he would also want to limit body contact and thus ask to take her from behind. She would tell him that doggy costs more.
‘Just go and shower.’
‘To take shower go cost three thousand extra.’
‘You want me to give you an extra three thousand?’
‘Yes.’
‘For what?’
‘To take shower, now. I tell you, I don shower today, but if you want make I go shower again, you go pay me three thousand on top the amount we agree.’
‘Why?’
‘Na time e go take.’
‘A five minute shower? That’s what you want three thousand extra for?’
‘Time dey go o.’
‘So, you won’t take a shower?’
‘You go pay?’
‘OK. Don’t bother with the shower. Just give me a blow job.’ He undid his zip and pulled himself out.
‘Ehn? Blow wetin? We no discuss that one o. I don’t do blow job for ten thousand. That one is fifteen thousand, and you will use condom.’
As he stared at her, still grappling with the fact that the samegirl who had called him honey and stroked his cock in the car was now hissing at him and refusing to look into his eyes, as if they had already had a fight. It dawned on him that he was being conned. He gradually grew limp. He zipped up his fly.
‘You can go.’
‘You want make I go?’
‘Yes. You can go. I’m not interested anymore.’
‘But you never pay me.’
‘Pay you for what? We didn’t do anything.’
‘You are not serious. Shebi you brought me here? Na me say make your prick no stand? Abeg, pay me my money.’
‘Money for what?’
‘See me see trouble. If your dick refuse to stand, na my fault? Oya, come and fuck now. You no fit? If I know say you be time waster, I for no follow you. Give me my money. Yeye man.’
‘Look, just leave.’
‘Wey my ten thousand?’ Her voice was sufficiently raised so that anyone on the corridor outside could hear her.
He looked down, shaking his head and smiling a regretful smile. He put his hand in his back pocket and counted out ten thousand naira. He held the money out to her.
She snatched the cash and counted it.
‘Wetin be this?’
‘Your money.’
‘How will I get back to the place you pick me from?’
‘I don’t know. Take a taxi.’
‘Make I take taxi?’
‘Yes.’ He could barely look at her.
‘By this time, taxi will cost four thousand. That is even if I find one.’
‘So what do you want me to do?’
‘You this man, you are vexing me o. I for no follow you if I know say na like this you go dey do. Give me money for taxi.’ She held out her hand.
He looked at the outstretched palm, saw the calluses, the dirt under her
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