How Do You Want It?

“But I told you that it was my share of the food I was giving to you before now, didn’t I? At least let me eat so I can have some strength in me, I have not eaten a thing since morning”. Lanre said to Chibuzor pleadingly but he refused to let her eat. He told her she was a big girl and she could always get something for herself. Lanre smiled at him. Then she asked him if he needed water.

“I want water and juice!” Chibuzor said. Lanre looks at him. He was indeed very greedy. “I don’t have juice to give you oh Mr Chibuzor”. Lanre said. Chibuzor smiled. Then he told Lanre that he was talking about the other juice.

“Which other juice?” Lanre asked looking at him as if he has gone nuts. He had a sheepish grin to his face as he made an illustration of having sex. Lanre felt furious but she just gave out a laugh.

“So you wan chop ewedo nahim make you de speak English for me like say you no be man!” Lanre said. She had told him that he should have make it plain to her rather than beating around the bush. “So do you want us both or you want only me? I am asking because you already told Ify here that you like her”. Lanre said. Ify looks at Lanre angrily. “The both of you put together are crazy!” Ify said and left. She could not understand what Lanre was actually doing. Lanre pretended to call Ify back. Chibuzor asked her to leave Ify alone. Then he started to shower words of praise on Lanre.

“See fine girl when set with fine legs! Omo this legs de my waist, na die I de be that. I go die on top you matter! You too fine abeg!” Lanre blushed as Chibuzor kept on raining praise on her and painted pictures of the both of them in bed. “You go really soon die!” Lanre muttered so that Chibuzor doesn’t hear that she said he will die indeed as he was talking. She urges Chibuzor to eat up fast so they can get at it. Chibuzor without finishing the rice, are up all the chicken in the stew. He asked Lanre to wait while he goes to wash his hand in the sink inside his kitchen. Then he came out and held Lanre leading her to his room.

Lanre followed him sheepishly as he rejoiced he was getting her on a platter of gold. On getting to Chibuzor’s room, Lane pushes him down and sat on his laps. “How do you want it Uzor?” She asked calling him by the shortening his name. Chibuzor licks his lips. “See as you soft!” Chibuzor exclaimed. Lanre hissed because he was loud. Her only joy was that in few minutes, what she added to his food will soon take effect. She smiled at him and acted as if she wants to kiss him, only to block him out when he attempted to react.