The Runs Girl

Episode 41

I got to my hostel that morning and as usual ran into
the bathroom to bath with baba’s soap.
It was the first time I was having l€sbian s€x in my
entire life and unlike straight s€x where the man did
the bulk of the work, in l€sbian s€x, the runs girl did
the greater part of the work.
I didn’t know if baba’s soap included l€sbian s€x in its
offer of protection and I wanted to check it out.
The morning sun shone brilliantly as I came back that
morning but I still felt cold probably from anxiety.
I finished bathing and came out feeling cool and
refreshed. Then my phone started ringing.
I looked at the caller and it was my last client – the
female l€sbian client I slept with the night before. My
heart fluttered and skipped a beat and two.
I had exchanged numbers with the woman before I left
but I hadn’t expected her call so soon or did she just
want to know whether I reached safely?
I pressed the answer button of my phone and brought
the receiver to my ear.
“Hello,” I answered.
“Hello is that Rosy on the line?” She asked.
“Yes its me Rosy.” I replied.
“Before I say Jack Robinson, bring back that five
hundred thousand naira I gave you immediately,” she
thundered.
“I don’t understand ma,” I replied hesitantly.
“What didn’t you understand?” She barked. “I said you
should bring back that five hundred thousand naira I
gave you,” she repeated.
“Unto which levels?” I asked laying aside the gentle
part of me and bringing out the runz girl part. “Ur brain
dey touch? How u go pay me money finish begin ask
me make I bring am back? U dey crase?”
“Na me u dey raise voice for?” The woman asked
sending my heart fluttering anew. “Na me u wan use
juju manipulate abi? You use juju block my eye sotey I
carry 500k giv u abi? Oya watch and see. Na me and
you for this city.”
I quickly dropped the call and shivered with fear. I
couldn’t understand what I had gotten myself into and
I wondered whether baba’s soap had any connection
with what just happened.
I stood still shivering like a dry harmattan leaf. I didn’t
know what the woman was capable of and there was
no way I could predict her next move.
But wait first – I told myself – why am I even afraid of
this woman? No be the same woman wey she be I be?
Abi she wan use intimidation corner me one side?
I sighed and went over to my cupboard to rub cream.
I brought out my left palm in the characteristic manner
and with my right hand sq££zed the cream container.
To my surprise, clotted blood puffed out of the
container and unto my palm.
“Jesus!” I screamed dropping the container and
jumping to my feet. I flapped my left hand and
spluttered the blood all over the floor of my room.
The container fell to the floor and broke which was
quite unusual. It was made of plastic and the height
from which it fell wasn’t sufficient to cause breakage.
All the cream inside turned to blood and spluttered all
over the floor.
“Jesus!” I screamed once again. It had been long I
called on the name of Jesus for anything. This
particular scream of mine was involuntarily.
Then I heard a woman’s voice laughing at me.
With trembling hands, I opened the lock on my door
and ran as fast as I could to my neighbour’s room.
I had never visited this neighbour of mine since I
packed into filbom lodge until that night.
Innocently, the girl opened the door for me and I
brushed past her and ran inside.
The girl was shocked.
I had ran into her room naked and I didn’t know.
The towel I had round myself had fallen off that
moment I jumped from the bed.
The girl quickly locked her door thinking that I was
been pursued by robbers.
“Ghost! Ghost!! Ghost!!!” I screamed pointing at her
door.
“Ghost?” She asked me in bewilderment.
“Yes ghost, ghost, ghost oooo,” I replied still pointing.
“Where?” The girl asked obviously getting scared.
“My room, my room,” I replied shivering.
“How come?” The girl asked wondering whether I was
okay or not.
“My dear I don’t know o,” I replied. “My enemies are at
work o.”
“Wait let me get u my wrapper,” she said moving
towards her wardrobe.
It was when she said that that I looked at myself and
saw that i was naked.
I silently thanked God that it was a female’s room that
I ran into. How would I have explained myself to a
male?
I passed that night in my neighbour’s room having
concluded in my mind that I would see baba first thing
tomorrow morning.
The girl in whose room I slept observed my condition
and didn’t ask further questions.
I guess she understood that I was better left alone…