NELLY'S SECRET

Episode 1

In the absolute tranquility of the glorious evening, Nelly basked as she reclined on the sunbathing couch at the most anterior aspect of her Dad's Single-Storey mansion. The couch lay few foots away from the main car park. Dad had bought that couch two years earlier when he flew into Nigeria from one of his mega business tours.

Nelly didn't understand why a sunbathing couch was purchased when there was no swimming pool in the compound. She well knew this pneuma of beauty as what usually sat next to the elegant waves of a swimming pool in just fractions less than one hundred percent of the time . Was Dad planning to demolish the main carpack and convert it to a swimming pool? It was something no one could really tell.

Nelly's Dad, Eng. Odeh was popularly known as the most impulsive man ever liveth. He bagged the title with no good second after he woke up one morning and decided that his residential building had no business being a three- Storey. Without seeking anybody's opinion, he had immediately placed a call to his personal contractor. The building became a single storey the next week. Nelly therefore, woudn't be surprised if Dad decided to pull down three-quarter of the building and build two swimming pools and a stripper club in its place.

As the virgin evening breeze was insuflating life into her moist nostrils, the backlight of her Samsung Mobile suddenly beamed in its absolute radiance, closely followed by a ringtone. It was the sound of one of the latest releases by her favourite artiste of all times, Drake. Nelly sluggishly reached out to it, looked at the name displaced on the screen against a green backround and scoffed.

It was David again. Couldn't this boy just give up already? She had tried with every atom of her being to give him different intensities of red light just incase he was blind to some shades of red but he had feigned absolute blindness to her bold "I'm not interested" plea.

She violently shoved the white sleek device aside and hastily reached out to her glass of juice which seductively sat on a brown side stool placed quite close to her. She took a slow sustained sip as she closed her eyes and allowed the chill liquid substance to breath life and existence into her weary soul.

Pim! Pim!! A car horn came on and woke her from her transient paradise.

"Adamu!!!!!" She angrily yelled repeatedly but the gate man was nowhere to be found. She sluggishly stood up and zealously wiped her voluptuous behind twice as she throdded along to jolt open the giant modern Aluminium gate for Dad.........
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