keep an eye on my Sandra

*Yes sir,* Stanley replied.

*Good! I'll love you to keep an eye over my Sandra

for me. You know Stanley,* Clement continued turning

to the other gentleman, *Josephine and I were worried

about sending Sandra to university with all this gory

stories emanating from our campuses. I'm still thinking

of sending her to country two by next year.*

*The secret cult stuff...with all their hooliganism,

violence and sexual harassment of female students,*

Stanley Senior said knowingly.

*Yes and Uniharb seems to be their den of activities.

There's hardly an academic session without an incident.

We've really warned Sandra about the kind of boys

she associates with. That is why I'm glad to see your

Stanley in the same college with her. I'll be glad to see

him around her as it will go a long way in preventing

her from being harassed.*

*But Dad...no one has ever harassed me,* Sandra

protested as she cast a quick glance at Stanley who

seemed preoccupied with his own thoughts.

*You don't have to wait till it starts,* Clement replied,

sipping more of his wine, his eyes narrowing at his

daughter over the run of the glass.

Sandra was perplexed at her father's seeming

matchmaking. This was very novel to his character.

He had always been suspicious and unwilling to trust her with any male but here he was, proposing a male

companion for her in the person of his friend's son. She

suddenly realized that he must have a high esteem for

Dr Aihe and son to have spoken in this manner. She

wondered if her mother would have encouraged his

stance if she were present. Somehow, she knew she

would, Mum often reasons with Dad, she reckoned.

Sandra did not think she was thrilled. She wished Billy

was the one in Stanley's shoes but she realized that that

Was an impossibility. Who were Billy's parents to be

friends with her successful family? On a positive note,

she imagined that Stanley would be the nexus between

Billy and her folks, But a skins deep thought told her

that this was not going to be a reality.

Stanley sat there, thanking God that fate was

working in line with his plans. By the time his father

would be gone in two days' time, he would make himself

a regular visitor here and it would be needless to

approach Rita for her sake again. The subsequent weeks after Billy's initiation rites rolled

by without much activities, except that he was getting

familiarized with the previously secretive terrain.

Members of his confraternity, especially Mouse, Shaun

and Jayfly, became regular callers at Bida Couture and

on each visit, they brought along other members for

Billy to get acquainted with. By now, Billy had received

his regalia which was carefully tucked away in his

cubicle's cupboard, ready to be used on any night

revelry. Within these few weeks, he had imbibed the

habit of being 'high'. The usual drugs were marijuana

and alcohol. His first time on dope cigarette out there

in the bush had been frightful. A few minutes after sucks,

he could barely move his limbs as they seem to have

been transformed into concrete. Mouse had taken

charge of him and brought him back to his shop before

the dawn was over, where he lay like a log in the shop

cubicle until the effect subsided. With few trials later,

Billy found marijuana exhilarating and a wonderful

appetizer.

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