Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 5

Cynthia’s POV:

Pastor Sam could hardly contain his joy. ” Are you sure of what you are saying.”

I nodded. ” Yes. I prayed about it last night. I believe this is my calling.”

Pastor Sam smiled. ” I’m Soo happy to hear that. Listen, my daughter, I’m certain you made the right choice. Paul is a good boy. I’ve trained him in the ways of the Lord and he’s very responsible. I believe you two are meant to be together.”

” I believe so too, sir,” I replied with a smile on my face.

” Give me your hands let me pray for you.”

After prayers, I was given a date to get to meet with Paul. I couldn’t wait. I needed to get to know the sort of man I’m getting engaged to.

On my way out of church, I bumped into Tommy. ” Hi, Tommy.” I waved at him.

He saw me, grunted and brushed past me without uttering a word.

That’s odd. I wondered what’s biting him. Did I offend him in any way?

Priscilla’s POV:

Arriving at my besties house, I knocked at his door and waited. Frank opened the door, scratching his eyes from last night’s hangover

” Priscilla? What are you doing out here by this time of the morning?”

Frank was a second year student of computer engineering. We’ve been best friends since high school. I called him my bestie because aside all my female friends, I needed a male friend to support and comfort me. Frank was cut out to be that friend.

Frank wasn’t your regular average guy. He was smaller in size with a great sense of humor that gets the girl he likes. Back in high school, everyone loved him because he always finds a way out of everyone’s troubles. I just hoped he’d get me out of this trouble.

” It’s after twelve. I’m sorry, did I wake you?” I asked, certain from the bags under his eyes that I’ve woken him.

He rubbed his eyes. ” Well, you did but it’s alright. Do come in,” pausing, he studied my swollen face from last night’s crying. ” Priscilla, what happened to you?”

I couldn’t hold myself. Fresh tears sprang up from my eyes. Before I knew it, I threw myself on him, crying like a baby. He held me, straining to balance me from falling.

” It’s Rollins,” I choked, uncontrollably.

Frank sighed. ” What did he do this time?”

Sitting on a plastic chair inside his room, he brought me a chilled malt drink and a tumbler, setting them before me on a stool.

I didn’t wait for him, I opened the malt drink and drank directly from the bottle. The chilly refreshments from the malt cooled me down. I needed that drink. It sure hits the spot.

Frank sat on his bed, waiting for me.

I raced through the whole story, hiding nothing from him. I told him about my school fees, about how I had caught Rollins with another woman. I didn’t know if I should tell him but all the same but I also told him about what Bella said.

” Don’t do it,” Frank said with agitation in his voice. ” Don’t let that rotten girl deceive you, Priscilla.”

I gazed at him. ” Why would you say that?”

” Because she’s trying to ruin your future. Think about it, why would a girl who’s destroyed her v*gina for money, want you to get involved in the same business as she does?”

” She was only giving me a suggestion.”

” Stupid suggestion,” Frank pointed out. ” Look, I’ll tell you. Bella is a bad girl. She’s a drunk, a smoker, a slay queen, a gold digger. I’ve seen her done worse things that are way beyond my imaginations. Don’t let her influence you. Stick to yourself, following older rich men won’t get you anywhere. Trust me.”

” Then how do I get the money to pay for my fees this semester. Exams are fast approaching. I’m telling you, my parents are gonna kill me.”

” Wait a second,” Frank began thinking while his eyes stared at the bottle in my hand. ” How about I give you my own school fees?”

I nearly allowed the bottle to hit the ground. My mouth stood ajar and it was with an effort I made not to look like a leper before him. ” Frank? For real?”

Frank shrugged. ” Well, it’s the least I could do for a friend.”

I still couldn’t believe my eyes. ” B–but what about your—”

” Forget it,” he laughed. ” I’m a man. I can always get the money back.”

I became uneasy. I knew when a man does something as outrageous as what Frank just did, there had to be some payment. ” What’s the catch?”

Frank’s eyebrows were drawn down into a frown. ” What are you thinking? There’s no catch. You asked for my help and I’m rendering the best I can offer to support you. What catch are you talking about?”

I relaxed. ” Oh, don’t mind me. I was only asking.”

” Wait you think I’m like other guys who take advantage of young girls like you over a chicken feed like #200,000?”

” Frank please, can we just drop it? That’s not what I meant.”

” I care about you, that’s why I’m making this sacrifices. I don’t want you falling into the trap of those girls of yours. They’re trying to destroy you. I know them one by one. Everyone of them, bad, bad, bad. You can’t trust anyone. Even that girl called Cynthia is a suspect. Don’t be deceived, Priscilla.”

Nodding my head, I pretended to understand why he said those words. But really I didn’t understand why.

” I’m Soo sorry, bestie. I didn’t mean to make you mad.”

He took his phone and feigning annoyance, he requested for my account number.

I wasn’t comfortable with this but I gave him all the same. In two minutes, I received an alert.

200,000.

This was incredible. And I thought I’d never see that money again. I nearly ran mad with relief. Without knowing, I moved up to Frank and hugged him tighter making us fall on his bed.

” Oh, thank you Soo much, bestie,” my voice broke with emotions. ” You’re a life saver. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

His arms went around me and tightened. ” I’m always here for you. You know that. Just come to me and I’ll be there.”

Lucy’s POV:

Dropping the cucumbers I’d brought along with me, after lectures, I took off my clothes and got into my wrap. The apartment was always lonely without the girls around. I was the baby of the house so I didn’t get the chance to go places like my roommates.

Oh well, time for a quick shower. I was happy when I heard the drip drip of the shower in the bathroom. Finally, there was running water today. I rushed into the bathroom and turned on the tap to fill the bathtub. I also grabbed the head of shower and turning it on.

Pulling out my wrap, I slipped into the bathtub. The heated water, ran into my well, making me feel some honey between my legs. I immediately thought of Cynthia and wished she was here in the tub with me. Spreading out my legs, I began fingering around my public hair. Soon I was getting wetter and wetter right between the laps.

When I grabbed the head of the running shower and placed it before my Honeypot, I was far gone to notice anything else. The big ocean in my head kept flooding my brain as my little fingers waved around my house, making me feel outta this world. A tiny moaning penetrated my ears and all my marrows melted away, dropping slowly out of my body. The rush from the shower head around my house became devastating. My hands ran over my br**st, squeezing them tighter, imagining them to be as soft as that of Cynthia.

I couldn’t take it anymore. The sensation was just too much. Rushing out of the bathroom, I grabbed one of the cucumbers–the biggest one I could lay my hands on and rushed back into the bathroom.

Lying comfortably on the tub, I spread my legs wide apart and began rubbing the tip of the cucumber around my pubic hair near my clits. It felt soo good. It was as if I was in heaven.

Gently shoving the tip of the cucumber into the walls of my house, I felt my entire body shaking with pleasure.

” OOuch!” I closed my eyes, pounding the cucumber with both my hands deeper inside me. The sensation that rang out of me swept through my entire system, causing me to start wailing like a siren and gasping up choky air.

” Oooh Cynthia….yes….I’m coming,” I began shouting at the top of my voice as I increased speed, pounding on the cucumber. I was reaching c—-x and it was only a little bit longer before I got there. I could see myself crossing paradise.

Suddenly I felt someone watching me. I flared opened my eyes and stared at the bathroom door. Whom I saw sent a chill running up my back.

It was Cynthia.

Startled, I started to my feet.

Cynthia stared unbelievably at me, then covering her mouth out of shock, she dashed out of the bathroom, gently closing the door as if it was made of egg shells.

I stood naked, water dripping off my body, my cucumber in my hand, my body tensed and stiffed with shock too paraysed to move even a muscle.