HOTNESS OF THE BASEMENT - CHAPTER THREE

FERANMI

I thought I could resist the temptation of revisiting ODLT to read, but ever since I set my eyes on Anthony at the rotunda restaurant, either it has been magic or bewitchment, I have found myself always going there even though he has refused to give me attention still. Everything has been strictly business. I was looking for every means of luring him into speaking to me outside the shackles of business but it all seemed impossible.
I have always sat alone but on this particular day, I decided to sit on the table where a handsome stranger was sitting. Perhaps Anthony was expecting me to continue my single sitting adventure as I noticed he was staring at me like never before, waiting to see where I will end up sitting.
“Hi, do you mind if I sit?” I questioned the cutie who was calmly sipping his biggie apple, the product that has suddenly rivaled not only coca-cola but other soft drink products.
“Who am I to reject the invitation of a damsel like you?” he said and unconsciously, I started blushing profusely. It has been a really long time since I heard something of such. I got flattered and was ready to have as much conversation as possible with him, perhaps he will make me get over my feelings for Anthony finally. I smiled and took my sit directly opposite him, looking him in the face as we both devoured our respective foods.
“Are you a student here?” He asked.
“Of course yes!” I replied almost exclaiming as we both hysterically laughed at no joke, or maybe it was a joke.
“Why would you even ask that?” I questioned him in return.
“Well, we have discovered that most chicks on campus lately are not students of OAU, a lot of them just dress up to come and feel among and give themselves cheap to the horny peasants we have here” He said as he leaned on the table.
“Are you kidding me right now? And did you just say horny peasants?” I responded as we both laughed again at the seemingly joke we have both just cracked. Maybe he actually was making sense with his point but then are people that desperate to be identified with OAU that they will go that far? I asked within myself.
“And by the way, so that thunder will not fire me, you look really beautiful and appealing to the gods” Oh there we go, he has started like the rest. I decided to play along recognizing his type, just like Anthony.
“And who are the gods that I am appealing to?” I asked. At that point we have both abandoned our foods and entered deeper into the realm of fun.
“Well, that will be for me to decipher, meanwhile I am preparing for an exam soon and you will not believe I just forgot the total number of the alphabets.” He said smiling and looking straight into my eyes.
“How on earth is that possible? Are you for real?” I took him serious.
“Are they just twenty or twenty-one?” He said again forming more seriousness, and at that point I exploded.
“Damn it! Young man, they are just twenty-six” I responded almost screaming but thank heavens there was a loud sound of music being played on the television.
“Oh yeah, I must have forgot U R Q T E!” He said with enthusiasm. I did not get the message on time until I kept quiet to decipher what he was passing across and the moment I got it, I started blushing all over. The conversation got more interesting than I expected.
“And the last one?” I questioned him smiling rigorously.
“Well, I guess that will be D”
“Oh no! You cannot be serious!”
“Yea I am and if you don’t mind I can show you its position outside the bondage of this location.” He responded giving me a wink. As much as I was enjoying the conversation, my mind was still peeping at Anthony. And like he was reading my mind, he suddenly showed up unexpectedly.
“So are you ready to go now?” He said from my back and my expression suddenly change at the recognition of his voice.
“Oh sorry, you came with him? You should have just told me and not raise my hope nah” He said giving an expression of defeat.
“Oh sorry about that, but it is really nice being in your company but I really have to go now” I said as every little cell of my body became happier than normal. Anthony’s touch brought me back to life and I could not hide my excitement. I stood up to face Anthony whose face was bright as usual with fatigue written all over it.
“Okay, so can we go now?” Anthony said as he tried to pull me away while I was standing up. I became even happier knowing fully well that he still got jealous over me.
“Alright no problem, and sorry, pardon my manners, I am Feranmi, what about you?” I requested as I magically found myself in Anthony’s arms.
“I am Segun” He said.

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HOTNESS OF THE BASEMENT - CHAPTER TWO

JIDE

What has happened I cannot really explained, I just found myself in my car on top speed running for my dear life. There was an unexpected raid by the police department. We must have been reported, I thought to myself. I saw Musa killed and Yemi killed with Stephen brutally wounded from the sudden clash that occurred which we did not prepare for. The last time such happened, we were all able to escape the cold hands of death but this time was not our lucky day. Immediately I discovered they were around and started surrounding our small abode of evil perpetration, I already took the exit door that we purposefully created at the back of the house that led to the car park. I was hurriedly on my way out when an officer of the law stormed into the house and before Musa could lift his weapon he was shot dead on the spot, Yemi did same I guessed before he was also shot. Seeing that further pushed me to speed up my speed and hurriedly unlocked the door and took to my heels towards my car that was already waiting for my arrival.
How I got home was beyond my own expectation and explanation but I found myself rushing inside the house causing Juliet to panic.
“What happened?” She asked immediately I locked the door behind me panting. I refused to answer and just brushed her shoulder and walked straight into my room to get over the unexpected nightmare and the terror that has just been unleashed on me. Game over! No more businesses for us, perhaps me. There suddenly became need for me to relocate outside Ile-Ife as Stephen might be rescued and tortured to confess and at that point I will no longer be safe. How to quickly pack my things came to my mind and definitely, I was not going to leave Juliet behind, we will be going to Ibadan together where I planned to go and chill with the little change left in my account pending the time the whole matter will die down.
“Start packing your things, we are living immediately!” I yelled at Juliet who was still confused on what was going on. I did not plan explaining anything to her as I now owned her. I was expecting her to question my authority but she did not, out of fear, which gave me quick joy, she went inside and did pack her things as instructed before I made us hurriedly leave the house. My black muscle Camry was already waiting and breathing really hard to zoom us off to Ibadan immediately. For Juliet not to be aware of our destination, since she was already desperate and passionate about escaping, I watched her walk before and before I took my decision of knocking her off, I did well to have a very good look and assessment of her cheeks which were now my property by default.
I made her sit comfortably before suffocating her temporarily with one of our devices for the next two hours which I felt should be enough to drive out of Ife and settle in Ibadan.

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On Leah Sharibu's "Death" - By: ABSOL

A lot of controversies have arose from the unexpected report of the death of the long in captive Leah Sharibu. It is very heartbreaking and highly disheartening that the "poor" and innocent Leah had to die in the den of the wicked people.

Notwithstanding, one argument that has erupted especially from the Atheist Association of Nigeria (lol) is that of against the church, against the fact that the church could do nothing despite the prayers and all, furthering their argument by further attacking and rubbishing the contents of the Bible. When I saw that article and other write ups, I just laughed and one word came to my mind..."my people are perishing because they lack knowledge" the exact single expression to qualify the entire write ups.

The government might have failed in their supposed duty of rescuing the innocent young girl, but bringing in the argument of the fact that God failed the girl is not just a statement of lack of knowledge but a statement of ignorance.

God is not man, man is only created in the image of God. The government might have been declared a failure because it is constituted by men who are bound to fail because perfection is not of man.

God can do everything and anything but fail. The ways of the Lord is different and He does not think like an ordinary man. The Nigerian system might have bastardized the Church, Religion and Christianity but no matter how rotten the system might be, the ways of the lord remains the same and His standard is the same yesterday, today and forever.

Definitely a lot of you are expecting one super miracle that the girl will just disappear and show up all of a sudden, oh no! God is not an egoistic being who proves himself by a mere show off.

So when next you are arguing,  do not on any circumstance bring in the argument of God being a failure because what you expected was not done.

To the family of the girl I send my condolences, and believe me, as much heartbreaking and sad as it can be, don't let this divert and distract you from God, because His ways are not ours.

Remember, there is reason for every action, we may all not understand it now but soon enough, the understanding of it will be revealed in a way no one will expect.

Oluwasola Abiola Elisha (ABSOL) writes from Ile-Ife, Osun State, Nigeria.

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HOTNESS OF THE BASEMENT (CONCLUSION) - CHAPTER ONE

JULIET

I could not believe my ears when Jide finally told me the truth. The truth is bitter so they say and it was the same thing with the truth about who sold me for rituals. Segun! Are men that desperate, evil minded and wicked? I asked myself over and over again as the confession of Jide kept on ringing in my head. I became very desperate to take revenge and I became even more desperate at escaping, doing everything and anything I could to just find an escape route. I believed in God but I was not ready to commit Segun into the hands of God for judgment because I was told He is a merciful God and it will not be in my lifetime that Segun will repent of his sins and now turn out to be a man God as we have a lot of them in our society today.
Deep within me, I knew something negative was already wrong with Femi but I was not ready to imagine the worse – death. Femi cannot die, I will escape by all means and go back to his strong arms since he seemed to be the only righteous man left on the planet earth. My body daily craved for his touch but I was helpless. Oh my Femi! I was sure Dad and Mom will like him when I eventually take him home to meet them, but first of all, I need to escape.
I could no longer hide my desperation from Jide and I made it known to him immediately that I wanted to leave but he will not release me not when he was already getting obsessed with my body and most especially my private part. I almost suffocate last night when he will not let me be. My mind, body and soul were no longer there with him, just my body because all I could think of was eliminating Segun and getting back to the strong arms of Femi. For all I cared, Jide can always go to hell like his predecessor.
“Jide, please I need my freedom” I told him when he was done cleaning himself after another round of sex that was a little bit pleasurable to me though, perhaps because my period was close by.
“Juliet, I have told you times without number that that will not be possible until I am sure the outside there is safe enough for you to live again, because if any of my colleagues should spot you again on campus, you will be picked and taken to shrine straight up, so still calm down” he explained.
“Calm down for how long more?” I asked as he settled beside the bed putting on his armless top.
“Well, I cannot predict. Are you no longer happy with me here?” he asked and I felt like I should hit him with a sledge hammer on the head. I refused to talk and just ignored him until further notice.
“Well, if you are no longer happy with me, I am happy to inform you that I am still happy with you, so either ways I don’t have any problem” he said as he started sounding wicked again. I started developing feelings for him at a point but stopped the day he forced me into sex without my consent. Just when I thought we were becoming friends already. Since that time, our relationship has had comma and much of our relationship has been eating together and sleeping with each other. Him sleeping with me actually, not I sleeping with him.
I maintained my quietness and just remained on his bed which we started sharing already. He left the room and I eventually dragged myself out of the bed to as well clean myself up as I could still feel his semen on my body as he has always done since I started rejecting him.
As I walked to the bathroom, I convinced myself that any how it was going to take, I must escape before the month runs out, even if it will mean eliminating Segun as I now owned his life at the tip of my finger. I became that desperate.

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©ABSOL

AN UNPLANNED POETIC CONVERSATION...

Sir Jibs:
Absol, you've become a master of the pen, can I ever duet with you?

ABSOL:
An adventure my muse punches me daily to embark on
But who am I a little zebra compared to your Lion pen?
How do I bring my muse to box your intimidating ink?
But nevertheless, it is an adventure every little cell of my body is anticipating even if it will wreck havoc on them

Sir Jibs:
Oh! Absol!
Call me not to a duet
For I'm a weakling of the pen
Neither can I match your ink
For writing as departed my soul mate

ABSOL:
Maybe not only your soul
At her departure went my muse
At her last goodbye hug my inspiration was lost
Who then am I of no muse to call thee to a duet
Mate! I broke her heart and now I am more broken
I told her goodbye and now I am in painful pains
See who is now more of a weakling
Who can neither match your muse
Nor the strength of ink
At the moment, my ink is no longer bleeding ink but blood
But maybe with a duet with you
My muse will find solace
For I am a broken man with a broken heart

Sir Jibs:
Oh! Mate

Your lies smell of lies
And your pen bleeds blood indeed
Shall it be known to thee
That it's been long the pen took me on a journey
For I've been broken beyond redemption
I've been hurt beyond pain
And I no longer feel for myself
Neither for a soul
Thee should know
A duet with you is welcome
Any day anytime
For I'm always ready
Even if thee beseech the trophy
I shall learn to write another day

ABSOL:
Oh what a good news to behold in the early hours of another sad day of my heart!
Oh what a joyful invitation to get as my conscience wrestle with my mind, body, soul and spirit
I shall honour thy trophy
And by the dark hours of the sad day I shall be glad to enter the ring of inks with you
Till then...
Let me cry and mourn for my heart bleeds no red blood but sad songs it has been singing endlessly
Let me deal with my memories before it turns headache
And let me wrestle with my life before it takes itself from me

Sir Jibs:
Oh! brother
Of what mischief have thee done again?
Of what havoc have thee conceived again?
If Rose be gone
Let it be known you enjoyed it
While it lasted
For What's love without the luxuries?
For what's love without the pain?
And what's more to die for if not love?

ABSOL:
Mischief and havoc I did and conceived not
Dear brother,
Nature is just unfair
And reality, an enemy of idealism

Sir Jibs:
Nature!
Oh! Mother nature
With her sweet and mysterious nature
Is always fair

ABSOL:
Maybe not in all cases

©SIR JIBS et ABSOL

SOMEWHERE IN MY COUNTRY - By: ABSOL

In the company of my shadow I walked under the crying sun
The crying sun shedding tears profusely like a father who recently lost his only son
With every drop of his tears sinking deep into my poverty befriended skin
Every nature stood in silence and still in anticipation of breeze
And here I am roaming the street of Oranfe with ease
Enjoying the songs of sorrow of the sun as it feeds on the tonic of my fellow humans in their farms somewhere in my country

©ABSOL
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A COUPLET TO THE ONE I LOVED - By: ABSOL

I stopped loving you
The moment my mom rejected you

©ABSOL

LIFE OF A POET - By: ABSOL

I am a poet
I am aware of the use of Irony
I have mastered very well, Metonymy
Yes I know the truth
But lie is my childhood friend who I cannot let go of
Flattering is my neighbour
And deceiving is my hobby
All by sewing together words
Could I have been born a liar?

©ABSOL

I AM NOT HIM - By: ABSOL

He was your first
Yes! Fine!
He hurt you
Yes! Awesome!
He humiliated you
Fantastic!
He sexually harassed and assaulted you
Much more fantastic!
But you know what?
I am not him!
I am not him!
I am not the monster that made your life miserable!
I am not him!
I am not the devil that raped you repeatedly and abused you!
Yes! I AM NOT HIM!
Want to cry? Yes go ahead and do so, but shed not those precious tears
I am simply me
The innocent me ready to love you against all odds
Yes! And I mean all the words
The scar he left I want to wipe
The tears he left I want to wipe
The wounds he left I want to heal
The heart he repeatedly broke I want to meticulously heal

Therefore, sweetheart, stop comparing me to him
It will take time but the fact remains...
I AM NOT HIM!

©ABSOL

ADVENTURE OF JESSICA (18+)

Very funny and rare
The ending week witnessed no sex, nor make out
My was demanding
But my mind and soul was rejecting
Anthony has turned a friend
Despite knowing I have a boyfriend
Baby boo is now back
Angela is still with her catastrophic back
Baby boo wanted sex
I wanted rest
"Fuck me or this will be over!"
He will threaten holding out his manhood
Threatening me under my roof in my hood?
"Remember to close the door on your way out"
I said with a bittered heart even though already turned on by the sight of Hus dick
Boom! He walked out! He left!
I loved my relationship
And yes I looove sex
But using sex to keep my relationship?
Hell no!
You wanna love me?
It must be real!
Not based in my body
Suddenly I was single again
Whoa! The adventure continues
I am the Jessica

Till next week!
Have a nice weekend

©ABSOL

LETTER TO MY LOVE - By Rose Ashaolu Feranmi

With loving and humble heart, how you control my emotions I know not, how you overwhelm my heart I can't say, how you rule my thoughts I remain speechless...

But irrespective of your personality, popularity, fame, name it! - I love you for being you - being plain, not hiding under any form of facade.

I don't know if this is obsession but I want to be your emotional possession. Àyànfé I am giving it all for you, breaking boundaries for you, disobeying rules for you because of the trust I have in you which have no doubt. I trust you, I admire you, I cherish you, and I love you!

Àyànfé, I plead for something - let me love you, don't let this fade away after some months. Let us break boundaries

I am doing my best to look smart, good to you - I may not possess the sort of your personality but once we've come to agreement, that's the best. And I am assuring you I will stand by you irrespective of odds...

To my Charming Prince
Whose blackness is as shiny as ebony.

Yours in love...
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AN OPEN LETTER TO MY MOM (MRS. C.O FALEYE)

Dear Mom,

You are the best, you know right? That is none negotiable. Writing about you is what I want to do till the bleeding of the last drop of my ink. Negotiating at market is now as easy as anything easy, all thanks to your proper mentoring and tutoring, really I wish we can one day just go again with me holding the Dangote sacks watching you do the buying while I do the carrying, those days were "annoying and embarrassing" but they are paying off now and I am seriously missing them mom.

Our combo in the kitchen is something I am looking forward to again mom. Guess what mom, making amala, ewedu and co would not have been so easy without you mom. The known female folks envy my professionalism in the kitchen, they are always jealous of my display of high level of technicality in the kitchen, but you know what?, whenever they do, I just remember you and I smile to myself.
Interestingly mom, I have been praying to have my dad's kind of luck when I am ready to choose a life partner. I want a perfectly scanned of you and not a photocopy.
Mom see ehn! I can go on and on but the truth of the matter is that going on and on will mean I want to write a new bible of three testaments. Just know that you are simply the best among the rest and you will forever be my best friend any day anytime anywhere.
I Love you mom!

Yours Son.
Oluwasola Abiola Elisha - ABSOL

WELL DONE SIR!

Like a plague you entered our community
Putting everyone in intellectual calamity
You brought back the long forgotten topics to life
Stylishly you took away our social life
Leaving us in a condition of either read or read
Like Spartacus you forced us into the arena of _bookdom_
WELL DONE SIR!

You took away the artificial beauty of our baes and sisters
Forcefully made slay mamas to slay books
Leaving us with nothing but natural beauty
We say well done sir!

You took away our food stuff
Abandoning us in the refugee camp and custody of hunger
With no money to do fine boy or girl
You made us to sing the ryhme of "pls do you have garri"
well done sir!

You turned our beds against us
You made us to enter distance relationship with our Iron
Bathing became Nigeria power supply
Brushing, menstrual cycle
And combing a long forgotten exercise
Well done o!

You forced us to enter peaceful relations with Mosquitoes
Bedbugs our indispensable companion
Cockroaches our best friend
And rats our August visitors

Although your days are numbered
But what more can we say to *UNCLE EXAM*  But to say a loud....

WELL DONE SIR!

©ABSOL

WHEN MEN WERE BOYS - By: ABSOL

“Àgbà wá búra tí ò bá se èwe rí”

When men were boys
Tyre rolling was the order of the day
Bedwetting was inevitable
Erepa (rough play) was the trending atmospheric condition
And nakedness was not a thing of shame
For our thoughts were the same

When men were boys
Hierarchy was in absolute extinction
Equality was in total existence
In our thinking faculties existed no department of sexual immorality
Respect for the elders was a no stress in our community
For there existed genuine unity

When men were boys
Rain was a dear friend
Our fun knew no end
We jumped and leaped for joy
For inside the rain resided unending joy
And with rain comes natural air condition we used to enjoy

When men were boys
Mama’s igbaju was a normal thing
Equilibrium abara was the best means of correction
Iladi was an automated urine machine
Iforun was daddy’s favorite
And discipline was taken more serious

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THE HEART BREAK THAT TURNED ME TO A PLAYER - By: ABSOL

I had many professional players around but I wanted to be different, after all, I felt I was different from them. I wanted to be faithful and just date only one damsel with whom I will give my all and respect with my whole.

So there was this amazingly pretty lady who I have been chasing since eternity. Her stubbornness further pushed me to pursue her the more. I mean, men naturally likes competition and so was I. At a point I was tired but just then she started showing greenlight and it seemed as though God was compensating me for my initial struggles. This girl suddenly became my addiction and the slightest moment we were not together would be disastrous to both parties.

I shun other ladies even though I was hotcake. I focused all attention on her and things were going perfectly well until the day I introduced her to Johnson who happened to be just a classmate. The introduction was coincidental but then being my classmate and being the fact that he knew I had a girlfriend, I went on with the introduction.

Few days later, my babe, Feyisara started misbehaving. At first I thought it was a prank until it dawn on me someone was competing with my emotions in her.

And yes! She was a virgin according to her when we met, though her body structure and flexibility said otherwise but I was too blindly in love to notice anything, being that I was also one.

I shielded her from meeting my roommates because I did not trust them, they were only aware I was in a relationship, with whom? They had no idea. I was back from a night class one day because Feyi said she will be going home that weekend so I was on my own and decided to read that Friday.

I met the shock of my life when I entered the room and met my guys discussing a lady that gave two guys blow job at a party and ended up sleeping with others, one of whom was Isiaka in my room. I didn't bother until a video tape was passed to me and lo and behold, there she was, giving Johnson blow job at a party.

She told me she was called from home and all along she was having the fun of her life. I didn't react in the presence of my roommate as I just stormed out of the room in bitter anger. I cried myself to stupor that night and ever since then vowed to not only break as much hearts as possible but also to use and dump as much ladies as possible in retaliation of what has been done to me.

Ever since then, I have been known for my notorious playboy character, which attracts even more ladies to me as they all tell themselves of my professionalism in bed!

THE HEART BREAK THAT TURNED ME TO A PLAYER

THIS IS SUPER STORY!

PEARL - By: ABSOL

Dear password, I call you Pearl because it is the least close to the right word to describe you
If it is a sin to love you
I want to joyfully be a happy sinner
As far as I am concerned,
You are all that to me matter
And yes!
I am addicted to a lot of things
I am a drum addict
I am a book addict
I am a bloody talking addict
Among many others
But of them all, you are my greatest addiction
In whom I am consumed with passion
And even in the cold hands of death
I will still love you with passion
And if I end up in hell,
My body, soul and spirit will still burn for your love, with passion

©ABSOL

THE WARMTH OF THE BASEMENT - CHAPTER TEN

JIDE

My relationship with Juliet became more cordial and we got closer and closer day by day. I was careful not to disclose to her the truth but my emotions worked against me big time. And it wasn’t intentional, on this particular day, as usual, we were to have fun when she suddenly declined. I became furious and wanted to know why she will decline and reject me at the climax of events.
“What is wrong with you?” I asked after she pulled away from my grip in her birthday suit
“I don’t know, something does not just feel right” She replied trying to cover her nakedness.
“I thought you wanted this more than even I do” I responded becoming furious because my hardness needed to be satisfied and I was not ready to apply force with her any longer. Not since we started our mutual adventures.
“Yes I do, but I am sorry I have just been having a troubled mind. I need to reach my boyfriend, I just want to know if he is okay” She further said and I became more furious at the mention of boyfriend. Just when I thought I was already securing her emotions for my personal use, so she has been using me for her own pleasure and not me using her as I thought. The feeling hurts and at a point I asked myself if I was truly developing feelings for her.
“Did you just say boyfriend? Like you mean your boyfriend who sold you out to us to be used for rituals?” I uttered and felt like I have just made a terrible mistake. The statement got her unaware and she seemed to be processing it to get clearer understanding.
“Jide, you cannot be serious right now, you are kidding right? He cannot! Why will…”
“Yes he did, I am sorry I am telling you this but Segun sold you out. According to him, he needed to get rid of you because you were choking him and because of that he called Musa who is like the coordinator of our evil acts and discussed your matter with him before we came to abduct you that day at the Moremi basement.” I explained. But despite my explanations, her shock seemed to be greater and she almost collapsed before she regained her little strength to talk again.
“No! there must have been a mistake somewhere!” She said almost screaming out loud.
“What mistake?” I replied as I walked over to her in my birthday suit displaying my iron manhood to further entice her but it all proved abortive.
“I am not Segun’s girlfriend, okay just so you know, I am nobody’s girlfriend as of my time of abduction, it was Femi I was in love with and even him, we were not yet officially dating but due to some circumstances, we were playing along with each other but I was hoping he will officially ask me out one day and then we will make it official.” She said and finally broke down completely, an action of hers that got me more emotional and instantly my hardness dropped. The shocking revelation marveled me the more, and I started thinking, what if we killed her? She would have died as a wrong person.
“Then who is Segun to you?” I decided to ask as I sat by her side to comfort her of her shock. The truth has been said and I could not take back my words.
“Segun is just an adamant admirer that has refused to let me be despite telling him no every time he attempted because I never even liked him.” She further expressed herself as she let out the tears that have been gathering in her eyes. I could not stand looking at her shedding tears. She has suddenly become a large part of my life with the few days she has spent with me since I brought her in. I no longer go to buy food as she now cooked for us. We had more time to ourselves since the place was in solitude and just when I was thinking we were close enough, she brought up the issue of a Femi I have no idea of because all along, Segun has been the wicked boyfriend that I was aware of.  I decided not to make her talk or do anything again as we both just sat in silence. The thought of shooting my shot came boldly to my mind immediately during the period of silence but I did not want to seem as though I was playing on her vulnerability instead I decided to start the ending game of adventure all over again since she was no weaker. And yes, it was not fun because she was not herself, but then I satisfied myself notwithstanding.

You want more of the story? Expect more in the concluding series (The Hotness of the Basement). Thank you for the love shown so far. Kindly drop your comments and reviews so far. I love you guys and I promise not to disappoint you all.

©ABSOL

PASSWORD

My decision I have made against all odds
To forever remain only yours
The banner of my love for you I want to lift so high
So high it will be boldly visible to the most high
On the cocaine of your love I am high
It is the reason I cannot answer most of questions why?
Why I am so crazy about you?
Why I am so mad over you?
Why I am so much in love with you?
Why I am so proud of you?
All of them I have no answer to because unconventionally I have decided and will forever love you

©ABSOL

THE WARMTH OF THE BASEMENT - CHAPTER NINE

FERANMI

Seeing the news of the death of Femi got me so happy that I had to scream out loud! Finally I had my life back, I thought to myself. Time to start a new life on a fresh page. To read for exam became more interesting even though I was still heartbroken. Anthony has refused to look back, an action I did not hold against him. I accepted my fate and decided to move on with my life like that.
Being single again felt really strange, after a long time relationship with Anthony which I ruined myself. I desperately wished he looked back and reconsider his love for me. But, guess it was too late already. I decided to move on with my life and just let go of everything in the past and let past remain past.
I was busy reading for the paper I was to have next day when it suddenly occurred to me that up till that very moment, Juliet was still nowhere to be found. Although a lot of people already assumed she was dead already after a long search for her that proved abortive, her parents put a very huge amount of money on finding her and still nothing good came out of it. If she was truly dead, it will pain me because it will mean she died not knowing who Femi really was. I brushed aside the thought and decided to quit reading at ODLT 1 to step outside for a fresh inflow of oxygen into my body system. Every step I took reminded me of Anthony, we have always done that together playfully but now I was left to do it all alone.
I did not have appetite but decided to get something to at least sustain me for the night such that my reading will not be hindered. So I decided to move closer to the women selling snacks at the just some meters away from my place of reading but changed my mind at the last minute to rather visit rotunda instead. Quickly I moved into the beautiful oval room where the battle of hunger is fought and won but to my surprise I met something different. Anthony was the guy at the counter attending to people who have come to buy food. I almost collapsed but I held myself tight to avoid creation of any scene. He saw me and immediately I saw his handsomeness radiate like never before. I felt really guilty and filthy but I summoned courage to use that short period of time to speak to him and at least listen to his voice again. I have always known Anthony to be a hustler who liked to work for every penny that entered his wallet. I have prevented his hand from getting dirty during the period of our relationship by getting him everything he needed as and when due, most times he will reject but I have always overpowered him, at some point it was getting into me and I was becoming proud but I quickly cautioned myself in order not to make him feel less of a man.
“Sister good evening, what do we offer you?” He said enthusiastically with the best lovely voice I have come to know on earth. My heart beat faster as I looked for words to utter.
“Oh let me guess, one spoon of jollof rice, one spoon of fried rice and one egg with as much plantain as possible right?” at that point I could no longer hold my tears as he listed my exact regular order every time we have come to eat outside if I did not cook. Every attempt to hold the tears failed as words continued to fail me still. He handed over the ticket to me, and called for the next person, directing me to another guy that will serve me the food. Instead of serving it inside plate, I requested for a take away which properly done.
Just when I thought it was all over, the healing wound just got punctured all over again.

©ABSOL

HAPPY SUNDAY!

Let the mosquitoes scream in their sonorous tones
Let the ants jubilate as they match to His presence
Let the Lions roar!
Let the oceans join them and wave in their glory!
Let the thunder strike and give the crashing sound!
Let the heavens rejoice!
Let the earth laments no more!
Let the humans jump and shout for joy!
For it is another day to worship His Lordship
Another moment to in His presence worship and praise with passion
Another opportunity to tell of His excellent greatness
Another awesome moment to worship His majesty
So let us enter His gate with thanksgiving
His court with praises
For this is the day the Lord has made
We will rejoice and be absolutely glad in it.

Happy Sunday!

©ABSOL

FROM A SLIGHTLY BROKEN HEART - By: Odisi Joseph (Fyno)

How did I not see it from the very day we met that you are here to break my Heart

Perhaps my love for you clouded my sense of reasoning
And now like a broken mirror, I'm shattered

I fight the mental image of you in another Man's arms which kills my wretched soul every second
Your love makes me whole
This feeling is no worse than heart break

Will I ever ease the pain  in my heart?
Will the pain in my heart go with me to my funeral parlour?

I wanted love but I got betrayed
I wanted happiness but you gave me sadness

Thoughts of you keep destroying me but my love for you won't let go of you

I miss you

_From a broken Heart_

©Fyno

THE WARMTH OF THE BASEMENT - CHAPTER EIGHT

JULIET

Like every man will fall for what pleases their eyes, Jide lost his control and I finally got what I wanted but he will not tell me the truth behind my kidnapping and who sold me to them. We shared interesting and fun moments together that sometimes make me forget I was under captivity. He became more caring than ever before and my meals were no longer supplied but served as we started eating together on the same table. How I did it?

He came to supply my meal on that faithful afternoon and I decided to hit the red button immediately. Instead of being feisty, I succumb and let him know my walls were down. I opened up to him and made him realise how much I wanted a man inside me that moment. He was of course surprised but I have never heard of any man gentle and descent enough to reject sex, especially when willingly given and offered. He went for the bait in form offer and we made love to each other right there in the room he has been locking me all along. He was sweeter than when he used to rape me alongside his colleagues. He was more gentle, and a whole lot more romantic instead of the usual forceful entrance with no iota of gentleness nor romance.

And since then, it has been fun galore as he turned out to be much more interesting than I initially thought. Despite all his doings, the feelings for Femi and the desperation to see Femi and hold him again became even greater in me day by day. From nowhere, I suddenly started feeling that something was not right. I became more worried about Femi more than ever before. My desire to see him grew beyond my comprehension. What to do I knew not of but I must do something, I thought to myself. I thought of manipulating Jide using my woman power but I was sure to lose the battle and because of that I let go of such thought and instead started thinking of a better way to draw up an escape plan.

©ABSOL

ADVENTURE OF JESSICA (18+)

I was expecting no visitor and my boo cannot just be back like that
Walking over the mess on the floor of the room
I went to peep at who has come to disrupt my fun
Just then I realised it was the almighty buxom Angela
I decided to remain naked and allowed her in
Meanwhile, Anthony was hurrying to dress up
I asked him not to panic
Angela entered and was not surprised
"Tell me what I have missed" she sarcastically asked
"Maybe you can have a taste yourself" I replied pointing to the half naked Anthony

Angela was more professional that I was, and we have been involved twice in threesome
Even though this was unprepared for unlike the ones with David and Temilolu, but I sensed it will be just as fun.

Anthony was marveled and speechless
Before he could come back to reality, he was already boxer less
Angela did not waste much time as she grabbed his half erected dick
In no time, the half erected became fully erected
Remember I said Angela was more professional
With our saliva we jointly baptized his dick all over again
Leaving him to groan in pleasure

Sitting on the WC again
Angela with her big sexy ass sat on his rod
While I knelt before them to add further pleasure
The rhythm of Angela's Asa's sound on his laps
The matched moaning sound of all of us
The turn we took to have fun with him
And his final ejaculation on Angela's big breast all made the moment wonderfully fun and absolutely memorable

I AM THE JESSICA!

ÀBÙSÓÓLÙ N KÉ! By: Oluwasola Abiola Elisha

Ìgbà kan ò to lo bíi òréré
Ayé ò tó lo bíi òpá ìbon
E so fún jayé-jayé kí ó rora jayé
E so fún lògbàlogbà kí ó rora lògbà
Nítorí wípé kò s'éni tó mò'la
Bí ayé bá n ye ó l'énìí
Tí gbogbo ènìyàn n gba tì re
Rora jayé o
Àwon tó jayé lánàá
Wón wà nínúu kòtò  esè  méfà
Kí ló  wá  dé
Kí ló n se wá
Tí  a n fi whàálà  wá owó
Tí  a n fi ipá  wá orò
Tí  a n dá  ra  wa lóró nítorí owó
Tí  a n se ara wa níkà nítorí ipò
E ò se je kí gbogbo wa o tera mó sé
Kí a yan òtító síso láàyò
Kí a fi inú kan bárawa gbe
Kí ìlosíwájú leè dé bá gbogbo wa ni t'ako t'abo

Èyí ni igbe tí  Àbùsóólù n ke  tantan

ABSOL - 07032277508

©ABSOL

THE WARMTH OF THE BASEMENT - CHAPTER SEVEN

FERANMI

I was very much aware of the fact that I was going to lose Anthony after my confession, but notwithstanding, I had to because Femi was becoming a pin in my ass. He has almost turned me into a maniac and I just had to speak up to bail myself from blackmail every time. I have learnt my lessons that not all that glitters is gold. Anthony did not utter a single word to me till I left his place. I really loved him but no man will listen to my type of confession and want to continue with such a relationship. The pain was too much for him to forgive, even if he decided to forgive me, his mind will never forget the fact that I have been sleeping with his friend uncountable times while disguising as virgin to him. Yes I lied to him I was still a virgin and will like to keep it till marriage if he could wait, he was ready to and respected my decision but the shocking revelation did not only break us but broke him totally. I knew I was unfaithful but I have accepted that as my fate, at least I was finally free from the sex bondage of the beast called Femi.
“Anthony, I know I have really hurt you, but I was deceived by your friend long before we met, and…”
“Just leave never to come back please” I was not expecting anything less, in tears I picked up my bag and was set to leave, deep within me, I wished he will pull me back.
“But let history have it that, a guy lived that loved you wholeheartedly” Those words further broke me and brought more tears out of me. I did not look back because I knew he was already in tears, rather, I just walked out wiping my tears.
Over at the hostel, I was lucky enough not to meet anybody in the room, Tobi was gone for a retreat and Juliet has been nowhere to be found, everybody already gave up searching and I guess even the security will be tired by now. I locked myself up and cried till tears could no longer flow after drenching my bed with a whole lot of them.
Lecture free week was getting closer and I needed to brace myself up. I also needed to turn a new live and start all over again. I decided to put on my internet connection to check what was going on campus from the various groups I belonged to. Lo and behold, the first message I got was that of the death of a young man who was involved in a robbery attack at Aserifa and the robbers killed him by butchering him and cutting him into pieces. His name – Femi.

©ABSOL

YOUR PRESENCE - By: Rose Ashaolu Feranmi

I want you to know...
I miss you beyond words
I wish you were here on my wildest imagination
I'm thirsty for your presence in my deepest thought

Probably you don't know how I feel...
I feel like I am suffocating without you here
I feel I am battling for my life (you) here
I feel totally incomplete with your absence
I feel all this for you because...

Loving you is my best achievement
You've made me realise the reason for my existence
You've made my talents and visions emerge from hiding place
You've helped me understand life better, enabling me to communicate best

I hope to see and experience more of your love...
Because without you I won't be whole again
Your absence will return me to my innermost shell
Because am so used to your securing strong hands around me
And more of you will keep my life from endangerment

©EXPLORER...

THE MAN I LOVE - By: Àyànbùnmi Jésùtófúnmi

Have you seen the man I love?
Have you seen the one my heart beats for?
The one I have not seen but am dying for
The one who takes me to my dream land
And makes me a land lady
That is weird,right?
That is the power of love
Help me look for the man I love
I need to see the one my heart beats for all day
Even though he is invisible
Help me make him Visible
For his love is irresistible
I need to see the Man I love
I'm dying to see my love
Help me find the one my heart beat for
Though have not seen him
But my heart still beats for him
Because He is the man I love

©Jesutofunmi

SORROWFUL SONG... By: Rose Ashaolu et Oluwasola Abiola

I sing the song of a sorrowful man
Who gets back from work daily to a nagging woman
And can't lay his head at peace without trouble
Doing his best not to make his world crumble
Wouldn't mind any sacrifice to have a happy home
Hoping daily if just one holiday he could spend in peace at Rome
Or a place abundantly far away from home
Praying for sure a day he will become a boss of his own
Ending cruelty from the place he got apart from his home

I sing the song of a frustrated woman
Hoping if only her husband's heart she could win
Wishing her
Bitterly wishing her husband's life was shown to her
Still lost and confused on why the prince charming has turned a brutal beating monster
Who despite all, still wish to be with the man who claims to be so close yet so far

The frustrated woman, whose in-laws treat her as though a commoner
Enduring all pain yet hoping for better days
And praying if just for once her womb be opened
Bringing laughter without an end - at least if only to her

On the sol-fa notes of a writer I sing
Singing aloud the sorrowful part in in harmony
The sorrowful part of rejection, condemnation and frustration from countless publishers
Perhaps one day, he will write a story that will change his story

I sing the sing of a broken hearted girl
Who after giving all her love got nothing back in return
And most of her unknown mistakes counted against her
A broken hearted girl who hoped the love she had given out could be reciprocated
Wishing her trust could stand strong and never be betrayed
Hoping that forever as the flower in the spring, her love will bud

With the same voice in unison I sing the sorrowful song of a celebrity
Who to the whole world is in a relationship
Unknown to all that in loneliness such sail his emotional ship

I sing the song of an abandoned child
Who hope if only motherly love it could acquire
Wishing if only in the father's care and strong arms he could abide
Daily dreaming of possessing  a sense of living
And imagining a life with not too less and not too much to provide a comfortable future
The sorrowful song of a tormented child I sorrowfully sing still
Who wish daily necessities could be provided for
And hoping one day, from the cruelty of strangers he would be saved

I sing the song of a weary girl
Whose innocence has been used to act against her
Whose confidence and hope has gone down the pit of her being raped
And the society has melted out its prejudice upon her
While her predator walk down the street as a free man
But the circumstance of her being a victim has been used to stigmatize her
And she wish a day, though she know not of, hoping it's very soon, she would be vindicated

Bitterly I sing the song of a bereaved boy
Who at the early age of life lost relations to the cold hands of death
And he's left wondering if the cruel world he can survive
Hoping one day his scary story will change for good

I sing the sorrowful song of a fresh graduate
Whose curriculum vitae is up to date
Yet not job till date
Who do we blame? Him? Society? Government? Or his associate?

In the voice of a frustrated pastor I sing
Thinking if this calling is really his calling
Or a mere network error or mishap with his hearing

I sing the sorrowful song of a bike man (olókadà)
With two kids at home and a wife to feed
Yet due to lack of passengers, hardly make #1,000 per day
Maybe one day he will ride into his green pasture and be comfortable

We can continue to sing and sing endlessly
But in whatever situation you are
Be optimistic and endure
Because...
If sorrow lasts a night
Joy comes in the morning

©EXPLORER...🌹 et ABSOL

JEALOUSY

Watching you from afar in the company of another man boils my blood
It leaves me with a rage that cannot be expressed by word but sword
His throat I want to cut open
With his middle finger cut to stop the blood from flowing
That is how crazy I am about you
And how jealous I can be

©ABSOL

YOUR PRESENCE - By: Oluwasola Abiola Elisha

By:ABSOL

How my mood is I really don't understand
It's sometimes cloudy
Sometimes moody
And other times down
But I know when you come
It will not only again pick up
But certainly it will become brighter at the sight of your smile
For with your smile comes life
In the days of fatigue it is my strength
In times of sorrow, happiness it brings unto me
On time come unto me!
And bail me out of this boredom imprisonment.

©ABSOL

I REMEMBER US - By: Lydia DOSSA

I remember us..
I remember when you were the only source of my joy.
I remember when you would tell me I am pretty.
I remember using reading as a camouflage for seeing you.
I remember when you were my weakness.
I remember when we would play like toddlers.
I remember when you would give me warm hugs when I needed it.
I remember when we used to laugh about everything.
I remember when we used to dream about us.
I remember loving the word 'us' when you talk about us.
I remember when our love was reciprocating.
The question 'what happened ' is left unanswered.
You suddenly made loving you so hard.
The thoughts of you in my head suddenly turned bad.
We eventually separated after everything we have tried.
Today, my mind flashed back to all the love and lies.
And yes, I miss all the things we used to have.
But nothing can be done now, all is shattered.
Love is not what we now have,it is now a game of card.
That was us, I remember us.


©Priceless_Jewel😇

THE WARMTH OF THE BASEMENT - CHAPTER SIX

FEMI

The apartment felt like heaven. Mumu Juliet furnished it all up for me, she even bought a play station as well and since I have packed in, it has been from one fun adventure to the other. Lecture free was closer than imagined and I had to really start preparing for exam properly, even though I was always prepared. I wanted to start preparing for class when a strange number appeared on my phone.
“Femi” I said but the response I got was different, it was them. The people I sold Juliet to. Initially I was happy, maybe my money was about to be paid in full perhaps a politician has finally requested for parts of her body but the response I got was different and shocking. They could not kidnap Juliet and according to them, they saw her enter another car at the same place (Moremi basement) I told them to hook her up because I knew she will want to call me after the test that day and she will not want to do that inside her room, not when I knew Tobi was no longer in good terms with her. But since I did not get the call, I felt she was kidnapped already. It was over three weeks after and they were just calling me to tell me that they were unable to pick her up, so who could have kidnapped her? That was the question that ran through my mind and it weakened me immediately. It meant all the while that I have been expecting money from them, money was never going to come. I abandoned my preparation for class because they made demand for an immediate replacement and I was confused on who to lure into the game play. Just then, Feranmi came into my mind. Time to punish Anthony for his rudeness. Without hesitation I put a call through to Feranmi.
“It is Femi, where are you?” She was reluctant about asking and I was right with my guess, she was with Anthony at the moment and I heard her take excuse from him.
“What on earth do you still want Femi, I have given you everything you demanded” She said immediately she was out of anybody listening to her. And she was right, she has given me everything I have ever demanded as my apartment witnessed her presence for four consecutive days in which she lied to Anthony that she was going home for something urgent.
“Well, the story has changed now and I need to see you with an immediate effect, I will not mind if you can come to my place immediately”
“Femi, hell no! That is not going to happen, I am done with you and I am done with you niyen are you a sex machine? Don’t you get tired of it? Is it food?” She called my bluff.
“Then I guess it is high time Anthony gets to know about everything that has ever transpired between us” I threatened her again as usual.
“You know what? There is a popular saying that says the only way to bully a bully is to bully the bully and right now, you are not speaking to only me the phone is in the loudspeaker and your friend can listen to every damn thing you are saying.” She responded fiercely.
“That is an impossibility, I know you don’t have such courage”
“Well now she does, asshole!” Anthony’s voice came through and I was shocked immediately. The whole of me got destabilized as the phone dropped from my hand out shock thereby ending the call.
The set of guys I am dealing with are the cruel type that have no sympathy for anybody. You disappoint them, you go for it. I knew I was in trouble because I already told them to start coming thinking at the same time Feranmi will come and they will just grab her right in front of my door and cart her away, but the reverse is the case right now and I was confused on who else to call that will instantly come. Tobi, the nearest option was gone for a retreat outside the four walls of Ile-Ife, which automatically made her a no option, I cannot call Joy because she will not pick, not after what has happened. I over used her and she turned against me, just as Feranmi did. My head was not booting and just then there was a knock on my door.

©ABSOL

REGRET - By: Ashaolu Rose Feranmi

This is a piece of my heart
Though today I may not be able to afford an item from Walmart
I wish I could rewind the hands of time
And adjust some things of yesterday to get a gold mine
Some relationships I couldn't maintain
Because I felt all will last irrespective of my attitude like the water in a fountain
I see some faces and I feel great sense of guilt
I wished a better world with those people I had built
Feeling bad I have ruined my reputation
I hope my previous acts won't bring demolition

©EXLLORER...🌹

LETTER TO MY LOVE 2 - By: Ashaolu Feranmi Rose

AYANFE

I felt hurt I hurt you
I felt sad I caused your sadness
I felt bad I brought your tears
You've shown me love in the best way
More than I could have imagined in my wildest thought

I was born a person who naturally cherished loyalty
But society and family made me someone who dwell in disloyalty
I never knew there is true love this way
Who could despite against all odds and wrongs feel forgiveness

A future with you I so much cherish
With you, life's sweet and refreshing like a lily that's rebirth
Ademi, I don't want to lose you
The imaginations I cannot think of
The thoughts I cannot breed...
Till my last breath, I would honour you
To my death I would adore you
Because I know with you, life's worth living

©EXPLORER...🌹

THE WARMTH OF THE BASEMENT - CHAPTER FIVE

JULIET

The name almost sent me into panic attack. Just when I thought I would never come across anyone with the name again because the last person with that name was a beast. A beast of no human feelings. He tricked me into falling in love with him and at the slightest moment with the most insane excuse in the world he zoomed off leaving me broken and vulnerable, just then Femi came along and then this tribulation, and I am seriously meeting another one just like that? Oh no! This is not happening, that was what I thought, but that was my reality.
 I was confused on what to do. Had everything at my disposal to the best of his abilities but there is nothing as satisfying as freedom. And my urge to see Femi grew higher and higher every day. Jide refused to touch me unlike when we were at the other location where they will take turn on me. Instead, he was pampering and taking care of me like I was one queen from no land. My initial harshness towards him started dropping and my wall was falling right before my eyes and each day he came to drop my merriment, I felt like just following him outside and have talks with him but then, I was not ready to willingly cheat on Femi, so I held myself and pretended not to care whenever he was around.
During the course of second week, I discovered I was already adding weight and my body shape was becoming more projected. Every time I checked the mirror, I imagined Femi right beside me but that imagination has turned out to be a mere fantasy. I was weeks gone without sex and it just did not feel normal. I wanted someone inside of me either forcefully or peacefully. My short experience with Jide and his friends has exposed me to the pleasures of painful and forced intercourse.
As usual, Jide came to drop my food without a single word. He was set to leave again as usual and where the courage came from I knew not until I uttered a sentence that changed our mode of relationship.
“Do you mind to keep me company for a while?” I was supposed to be afraid of speaking to him being his slave but his actions towards me since I have been there has not been hostile but lovely and because I needed information on why I was where I was, I decided to also bring down myself and lure him into telling me everything I needed to know about how I got there in the first place, coupled with the fact that my body was demanding what servicing myself could no longer provide, so I was indirectly stooping to conquer him the more.
“Please…” I pleaded when he refused to take any action.
“I have to be somewhere and it is very important” he finally replied. Speaking to me after a very long period of time. I knew very well he was reluctant but I had no choice, instead of letting him go just like that, I walked up to him seductively. I began to admire him just like I did with the last Jide even though Femi was still the dominant occupant of my heart but my physical self was demanding what I could no longer give it and so, there was need for me to satisfy myself and I thought using Jide for that purpose would be just good, after all, another Jide has also used me before. I don’t know why everybody with the name Jide must be dangerously wicked.
Despite all of my attempts to get him to satisfy me, he declined and instead walked out and locked me up again. I felt ashamed of myself. I felt rejected. I felt unwanted, but determined not to give up after all, he would still come to drop my dinner.

©ABSOL

THE WARMTH OF THE BASEMENT - CHAPTER FOUR

JIDE

Juliet did not look like a loose lady who can easily be lured into this act. Most of our transactions have taken place on the dance floor when everyone is high and blind. Guys will hand over babes for sale to us and right from there we’ll do justice to the termination of their life contract with their destiny but what she did to her boyfriend to deserve this, I have no idea. She was sold to be used for rituals after which the guy will be paid one million naira, meaning this pretty and innocent lady had been sold for one million naira! What a wicked world! I didn’t have the mind to see a lady like this wasting away like the rest we have used because there was something different about her which I cannot really explain. Despite our tortures through sex, she remained firm and unbroken with a desire to live longer. I saw this and I decided to prevent the usual from occurring at the last minute. It was her breast and her private part that was requested for by our herbalist for a ritual for a politician in town since election was getting closer. We have been paid but I decided to betray them all due to my last encounter with her during our last sex sessions with her according to our tradition of thoroughly using before dumping and killing. I felt the same way for Romoke the last time but she was too loose and highly immoral and to reduce immorality in our community, no one made any attempt at saving her life and by now the remains of her bones should have been used by baba.
None of my guys knew the location where I have brought her, I have saved to rent the three bedroom flat where I come to relax my head after witnessing horrors of dissection of human beings especially ladies. I have never been this compassionate but there was something uncommon about Juliet that got me attracted. How to tell her the truth about her captivity I still did not know but definitely, sooner or later she will let down her wall and demand for food. She has refused to eat the last three days that we have been here together and I was becoming bothered, should she die in my house, it would be a total waste of time and energy that I will forever regret. Instead of watching her die, I decided to overpower her and make her eat by force.
She was already too weak by the time I got to where I have kept her, lifeless on the bed she was lying down but still breathing. Gently I walked up to her and tapped to wake her up, she opened her eyes but was too weak to utter any statement, a perfect chance to deal with her without she questioning me. I lifted her up and fed her the little way I could since it was an exercise I have never embarked upon before. It was obvious she was still strong within but could not express it due to her empty stomach. Gradually she started responding and I continued to make her eat more and more till the whole thing was exhausted. I got her back on her feet and encouraged her to do some cleaning. On her way to the bathroom, I discovered blood was all over her, an indication her monthly visitor has arrived and without hesitation, I went to get her the necessary materials which it was obvious she was grateful but could not express her gratitude due to the tension that was still between us.
“When are you letting me go?” She eventually spoke since the last three days that she has been locked up.
“Letting you go? Letting you go where?” I asked in return.
“Letting me go back to school” She responded but this time, weaker and softer.
“Well, I am sorry, I cannot really say for the next one month or more, so it is better you get used to this new life” I responded walking out of the room. We have only been raping her, I have never taken my time to properly assess her but after she did her cleaning and was back to her feet, I could see the originality of her beauty and realness of her intentions. I could not stand the guilt of me being ever involved in hurting the innocent lover, so I decided to walk out of the room.
“And your name?” She asked as I turned to walk out on her.
“I don’t think there is any need for that” I replied and continued to walk.
“Please!” She exclaimed and pleaded for the first time. I could not stand ignoring her and decided to open up.
“Jide” I said and did not bother to wait for her next statement before slamming the door.

THE WARM OF THE BASEMENT - CHAPTER THREE

Femi

The news of the missing student (Juliet) went viral on campus and everyone started searching for her in their possible ways, not that it was not as painful to me as well but I was of the belief that the deed was done and the probability of getting her back was just as slim as my next victim, after all I never loved her, she was the one that got carried away due to the cold of the basement and now that it is looking warm, I guess she will be kept cool wherever she was.

I didn’t flinch at every words being uttered, some even alleged me of knowing her where about which I denied because I truly have no idea of where she would have possibly been. I got tired of Tobi and decided to give her break but on a condition that she would link me up with any of her friends to fill her space while she will be on break.

“But Femi, is this how this girl will just disappear and we will all just keep quiet?” Anthony said after two weeks of the declaration.

“What will happen has happened, but I am pretty sure she was not kidnapped because we had a misunderstanding on the day before my test” I said not looking at him and his girlfriend.
“And so?” He asked

“And so what?” I responded trying not to sound pathetic. We have always been friends but he never knew anything about my adventures even though I gave him an idea of plans to use and dump Juliet which he promised to keep a secret, I was only known to be staying with him and we sharing everything together due to my own humble background, though he was aware I had many female folks around me.
“Really, Femi, you are just going to sit back and watch everyone make attempt on how to secure her back, even though no one knows her where about yet” He said as his girlfriend was set to leave.
“And what if she has been at her new boyfriend’s place!” I screamed at him.
“Oh really? This lady in question did not sound like she is in love with another person but you” He said as the tension continues to grow.

“Oh that was what she made you belief, well trust me, she was never in love with me, and I was never in love with her, we met only by accident, it was the cold of the basement that brought us together and since then she has been attaching herself to me, simple!” I screamed again at him, there was no one in the room, so no one could decipher what was going on, except for his girlfriend who dared not say anything or I will destroy their relationship right there. Feranmi was my bedmate long before she even met Anthony. Very sure not even Tobi was aware her roommate was my ex bedmate, we ended it all a long time ago and when she met Anthony, we decided to keep it secret but on a condition that she would satisfy me at any given opportunity. She has on three different occasions fulfilled her part of the contract but I am an insatiable beast and she has not stopped hating me for that.
Anthony was shocked at the revelation and he could not help but just kept mute and walked her girlfriend out. Few minutes after their departure I received a call telling me to come to SUB bus stop for a package that was sent to me through Juliet. Initially I felt reluctant, because that was supposed to be an impossibility. She was kidnapped already according to the reports, but not to be a doubting Thomas, I decided to play along.

Behold! I now have my own personal apartment fully paid for by Juliet. That girl must really be in love but I care less, in as much as I am getting everything I needed. I packed in to my apartment not informing Anthony to avoid any further arguments, I only told him I was tired of him and just suddenly packed my things and left. He tried to beg but I was not ready to stay, not when I have already seen my beautiful single room apartment at Aserifa, a perfect place for further adventures.

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LETTER TO MY LOVE - 1

Babe! While everyone is seeing an ordinary part 3 Psychology beautiful girl
I am seeing a fierce and passionate young lady of an intellectual capacity whose sagacity is not common in our community
I am seeing a princess I am proud of making a Queen in an emotional unity
Daily I see a determined amazing lady who does not hold on to her faults but fight them with utmost diligence and integrity
I see a fellow playful mate whose seriousness is not attached to her playful ability
And I see a faithful partner I am glad is in my emotional possession

THE WARM OF THE BASEMENT - CHAPTER TWO

Juliet

Where I was I had no idea whatsoever, either I was still in Ile-Ife or somewhere else I had no idea. The last thing I remembered was I wanted to go and make a call to Femi and some guys packed by my side at the Moremi basement and asked me to enter the car revealing some dangerous weapons that got me frozen on the spot, I could not scream and immediately I was inside, they increased the volume of the music and rolled up the tinted glass of their car, we passed by Sgun’s car which was packed at the Moremi car park but I could not scream for help. The next thing was, I just found myself in a house with two men out of the four that were in the car at the point of carting me away who has been taking turn on me since my arrival five days ago. The first day I tried to resist them but they were too powerful for me to fight. I was beaten blue black and since that day, I have never tried or made any attempt to resist their demands though it was painfully pleasurable.

Despite the pain I was going through, all on my mind was Femi’s wellbeing. I was unable to call him after his test and I was feeling really bad. Wanted to surprise him with a delicacy and the key to his new apartment after his test before I ended up in a wrong small luxurious car that drove me away to the place I knew not of. I didn’t know what he did to me, even though we were pretending to be lovers, I felt I was already in love with him and I just wanted to tell him to his face that I was in love with him and we could then start a relationship, just then this storm of pain decided to blow us apart. Despite their tortures, all my mind could think of was how Femi was doing without me.

I heard footsteps approaching and the fear came back, I was about to be raped again. I already asked them if they wanted money so I could contact my dad and pay them off and then I will regain my freedom but they both have refused to speak a word to me, rather their manhood have done the forceful communication with my entrance every day in a forceful friction. The pain was much and it was becoming unbearable, I wanted to kill myself and end it all there but I wanted to live for no other person but Femi, so I have succumbed to bearing the pain till the two hefty muscular men of Femi’s age will let me go when they are thoroughly satisfied. There was no respect for my privacy, in their presence I have done all my bathing and cleaning in the last five days, it initially felt awkward but I got over the shame and shyness since I had no other option and alternative. I was their prisoner and slave and they were using me as such. The footsteps halted and one of them entered the room without knocking. He was panicking and immediately he asked me to get up and follow him. I wanted to question him but with the look on his face I sensed there was a great danger ahead of me if I refused to listen to him.
I did as he has instructed and was up on my feet before he blindfolded me. We were on motion but I had no idea of the location.

“Listen to me, either you cooperate with me or you die a miserable death” the words sank into me as the vehicle sank into a pothole and came out again causing a sudden reduction in the speed, a life we were already used to in the city of Ile-Ife which was dominated with bad set of roads with no traffic light to control the growing traffic but some old men who ought to be resting. I could hear sounds but could not decipher which location we were. The threat had little effect on me, since cooperating with captors have been vital for my good health since the day I was kidnapped.
I did  nothing in response to what he has said and he just drove along until we reached a location where there was no noise from any angle, no movement of any vehicle, not even a motorcycle, then I knew I was in a solitude place, even though I had no idea of the location.
I was dragged out of the vehicle and quickly he rushed me in trying to shield me from what I had no idea of.

“Now listen to me, the reality is that, you have been sold to us.” Those words hit me very hard and I wanted to ask him by who but I held my peace as I calmly allowed him to remove the blindfold. The interior of where we were was super awesome, the setting of the living room, though sub-standard to that of our own at home but was quite beautiful.
“What? Sold? By who?” I asked as I stared at him in anger. He was kind of cute but not as cute as my Femi.
“This is not the time for questions and answering, just know that right now your life is no longer your own, none of the other guys could locate this place because this is my personal space, this is where you will be staying pending the time they will stop looking for you” He said as he tried hard not to reveal his emotions, the moment I discovered he was weak emotionally, I decided to use it against him.

“Then why did you have to take me out of there? Coupled with the fact that you have not still answered all of my questions, who sold me? Why did you have to buy me? At what price was I sold?” I asked waiting for an answer but instead, I received a very hot gift of resounding slaps from him.
“For heaven’s sake, I am trying to save you from the danger looming over your head and you think I will be here listening to you quizzing me?” That slap met me unaware and that moment, the fire in me burnt even higher, I never knew I could be that fierce, instead of keeping mute, I kept on talking while he dragged me into one of the rooms in the house. I could not finish my last statement, when he shut the door against me and I was once again back to my solitude. All my thoughts were on Femi and his survival, I just wished the keys to his new apartment has been delivered to him as agreed in the case I was unable to do the needful myself, so he will even stop hanging around with the devilish Anthony who was trying to woo me and discourageme of being with whom I so much cherish. I knew I would have been declared wanted and once daddy is involved, it will not be long before I will be rescued.