| 419 Love ( Part 1) "My Story" [Mature Content] |
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| Written by Iwedi Ojinmah | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Wednesday, 12 December 2007 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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She reminded me instantly of 2 things. One of a young Angela Davis and secondly of the classic line from the old Ohio Players song “Skin Tight”. You know the one that goes – “You’re a real fine Lady but your walk is a little shady” and right there and then that should have been enough to ignore her. But rather than heed my inbuilt personal alarm that up till then had performed flawlessly, like a moth to a flame I allowed my self to be reeled in and within days I was hooked. Months later I would find out that she had actually seen me first in the market and that our chance meeting later on that afternoon in the Hiltons lobby had been nothing more than an elaborate game in which I was a mere pawn and she the manipulator extreme. Let’s make no excuses here. Ngozi was a self serving Grade “A” Bitch but she also happened to be a very fine one as well. In a society where women are often relegated to 2nd class citizenship she emitted confidence like a 1000 watt bulb and watching her walk was the equivalent of having a lap dance and a massage with a happy ending all thrown into one. While people like the rapper Little Kim where busy prophesying about the player life and the evolution of the “Byatch” in far away New York, Ngozi was already living it in present tense in Nigeria. She was dressed in white lace from head to toe and initially looked more like a Mecca bound Alhaja than an unscrupulous call girl. Unlike most Alhaja’s though she wore no slip, allowing her duck like waddle to suggestively give us a hint of the Victoria Secret satin beneath that bit into her ebony cheeks in a very snug fit. As if that was not enough to captivate the attention of every male within shouting distance she chewed her gum in a way that suggested she could do things other than eat, sing or talk with her mouth. Don’t get me wrong it was not in that annoying loud, wet and uncouth way we often see with younger secondary school girls while clap dancing. No her chewing was precise, deliberate and with a sense of purpose.
The Bar at the Hiltion - Where it all started!
She spoke to me in perfect Arabic maybe confusing me due to my caramel complexion for one of the many Lebanese Traders that make Nigeria their home. I played along instantly switching to purposefully bad Pidgin as she slid into the padded chair beside me rearranging her long gazelle like legs and giving me a shot of her inner core just like Sharon Stone had done years ago in the movie Basic Instinct. Probably not happy with the result she leaned forward and accepted the flame of my lighter for her St Moritz making sure I was caught in the full beam of her twin head lights which had to be in the D Class. I almost incinerated the cigarette and that made her smile. For the next hour we chatted and did the civilized things people do when they are sizing each other up. Anyway 6 sticks of Suya, 3 Chapman’s and 3 Stouts later not only were we on first name basis but she had even allowed me to put my hand on her lap as I dabbed at the corner of her mouth with a napkin trying to remove a smudge of Suya pepper that wasn’t even there in the first place. We agreed to hook up later that evening and this is how my 419 love adventure would start. I smelled her before I saw her. She arrived in an invisible cloud of crushed Hibiscus petals and a hint of Ethiopian Incense. You know like the one we Catholics burn at Mass. Her kiss tasted of Hacks and Pineapple and as our tongues locked and unlocked I could see the entire bar watch us in a combination of controlled fury, envy and plain old open jealousy. Hand in hand we skipped out into the night not knowing that our lives would forever be changed and never be the same again
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Posted by Robot| 12.12.2007 17:42