While on the bike, i began to worry about Fay and wondered what she wanted from me. “na so me and Dolapo take start o, something wey suppose just be one time thing, d babe now allow me off her hook till today” i wondered to my self.
***********NYSC CAMP, Sk****************
Remembering how it all began with Dolly.
We were on the parade ground that afternoon, first week in camp when the Camp commandant asked all corps member to squat under the sun because we weren’t serious with our various platoon officers.
After about 30 minutes of squatting, i noticed one girl in front of me try to adjust only to reveal she’s putting on a white p@nties with blue, pink, and green polka dots (I’ve always had a fetish for polka dotted bra and p@nties), sight was so lovely and fury charging.
Me: “ah, polka dots” i said tapping my friend and bunk mate from jigawa, Ibrahim. “yeh, ibro mehn, dis kind p@nties dey make my d–k chaaaaaarge” i said tapping him (deliberately wanting to annoy him) again stressing the word charge.
Ibro: “walahi, you no serious, sun dey bulala person na woman p@nties you dey look” he responded
(Not that i wasn’t feeling the burning sun, but hey, i just saw something to make me happy so not minding if he was interested or not, i decided to rant on)
Me: No be under sun dem born you sef? Ibro, u sabi wetin be fetish?, just incase u no sabi sha, fetish na something wey dey make person dey sexually excited and me na two major type of women undies, Thong p@nties or any Polka dot
I went on, “if chick want make i eat her p—y, make she just show me thong or polka dot
p@nties, i go first kiss the p@nties first, then push am to the side come bury my mouth for her p—y sU-Ck her wella till she come and cone and come and come multiple times and then i go still lick her juice clean and dry, then i go push her p@nties to the side come fvck am wella just as i go dey admire the p@nties design” i said smiling
Ibro: Fury, i take Allah beg you, lemme (cursing)
Me: Dat one na for u o, mtcheeew” i hissed turning to enjoy my view, just in time for the commandant to ask us to stand up
Standing up I noticed how my platoon leader turned to look at me with disgust written all over her face as she then hissed.
Now, i felt i was silent enough because while i talked in hushed tone, Ibro though not shouting was the one who replied me a little loudly. Girls ears sharp pass rabbits ears walahi
I then called out to her “My able Leader, no vex for me o, sun don flog sense comot for my head. You no say i be ya no one fan. I no go like make my idol vex for me na!” i reach out to touch her by the waist
Dolapo: (slapping my hand off her) Get lost, swine. She said this rather loudly, drawing attention to us
Me: you know, i honestly feel there was no need for the insult
Dolapo: you deserve it (she left her line and walked over to our platoon officer and made some complaints)
Officer: Hey, you with the glasses, get your as$ over here Blady f00l.
I walked over to him, Dolly made her way back to her line
Offficer: “why are you disturbing my parade?” not giving me a chance to say anything, “Go down (he thundered, the commandant had asked them to deal with any insolent corps member), your hands on your ears, now jump to that pole and come back here now”
See poor me, i never wanted any form of attention in my stay in camp, but here i am frog jumping. WTF, how old is this girl sef? I wondered (then i heard my platoon mates laughing).
By the time i came back, i was sweating profusely.
Soldier: now get back in line and behave yourself.
Heading back to my spot, i noticed Dolly was staring in a different direction to avoid the look of hurt in my eyes.
Standing in my position behind her i said “I only wanted a friend”
The next morning, as we lined up for early morning orientation and briefing, platoon leaders were asked to quietly take the attendance of platoon members (for those who have not yet gone for nysc, in camp, you platoon number is always around your neck in a tag if you don’t want trouble)
When she came to my front, she didn’t look me in the face, she just said “good morning polka dots” as she took down my number from my tag
Me: I honestly feel like slapping you for calling me that
Dolapo: “If it’ll make you feel better….. Twas hard for me you know, watching you.” moving over to Ibro, she added “I don’t know what came over me”
I didn’t respond, just as i watch her leave.
Ibro: Fury, wallahi this gal love you
Me: you wan start your own dis early morning abi?
Ibro: serious guy, the girl like you na y she report you. She don dey eye u since, and she dey obviously look for ow to start talk with you. And she like that rubbish p@nties thing wey u bin dey talk, na y she hiss like dat. So wen u come finally talk to her, she no expect wetin u tell am say she b ur idol, so over happy come make am insult you, and i sure say she no mean d word, i feel say she been wan say dirty mind or something like that. Besides every girl wey stand near us hear you. U no say girls like dat kind dirty talk.
Me: she call you for night tell you this one?
Ibro: Listen bro, when you were frog jumping, the girl in front of me said “crazy dude, i like him though” to which her friend said “me too”, before the other girl next to Dolapo said “He’s so cute and funny with those glasses eh, innocent face, dirty mind”. Then the p@nties girl herself added “no mind am, like say if i open toto for am, him fit stand” That was what made us laugh. You see, almost everyone around heard our discussion, while most people kept quiet or were angry with you was despite the punishment and burning sun, s-x was the only thing on your mind”.
He went on “when you finally got to the pole and set to come back the girl who said you were cute with your glasses then made a comment “ all he wanted was a friend ” and then hissed. “ another said poor boy ” i then looked to see Dolapo’s facial expression or reaction, and to my greatest shock, she was shedding tears which she hurriedly wiped when you walked back.
I said nothing..
Sunday morning I’m heading to church when i heard that voice that caused me pain call out
“polka dots, polka dots….”
I turned to see her walking towards me
Dolapo: good morning
Me: good morning. I’ll appreciate you stop calling me polka dots
Dolly: you haven’t told me your name yet. So i got no choice (smiling) stretching her hand she adds “i am**
Me: (cuts in) Dolapo, my platoon leader. I know you
Dolly: look, i’m sorry for that incident. I actually didn’t mean to insult you (she paused looking at me smiling at her difficulty in saying what she wanted to say)..
Me: Dolly lets meet for lunch, i running late for mass, lemme have your digits.
She called her number for me (although as platoon leaders, she and her male assistant had already given us their numbers for complaints and to reach our nysc platoon officer). I gave her mine and she asked of my name (i know she knew it already)
Me: the name is Fury. Nite Fury
We met for lunch and spent the afternoon together. We talked just about anything that came up.
Later in the evening, around past 8, we were at the mami market, myself, Dolly, Ibro and Sandra. We had all changed back into the white shirt and shorts. But somehow, maybe because it was in the night, Dolly was putting on a white jean skirt