Diary Of an OAU Runs Girl --- (Episode 1)

STORY by Christian

The voice echoed louder, “Balikis! Balikis!!”. 

But which kind nonsense be this. Person no go drink water keep cup for this compound. Well that is what you get living in “face me I slap you compound.” “Na who be that, na who dey call my name,” I shouted from my room. I opened my door to know who was calling my name. It is Amanda. “Na you dey call my name like this,” I said in a low tone to her. “ogbeni gboju joor, package ready for Parakin today oo,” she said. I kept quiet.  “Babe wetin dey happen nah, are you okay soo this one wey you dey do like this,” she said again. Amanda don come again. She’s our chief strategist in this runz business. Her real name is Adanma but she rearranged the letters to form Amanda. It is one packaging rules in runz business. Have a fine body and sweet name to go with, I bet you your days in this business will remain sweet. Amanda is in 300level Animal production and health department in Obafemi Awolowo University (OAU). Fair in complexion with nice face dimples, pink lips like strawberry; well-structured and curved big boobs like balloons and well popped out behind to go with her hour glass shape. One word for her, “perfect” for this ashawo business. Me, my name is balikisu but I choose to be called bakilikis. Good name packaging. 300level microbiology student of OAU. Abi runz girl, or Akuna as Igbo people call it, or Ashawo like the Yorubas call it. This is my diary.

It all began when I gained my admission into OAU. I couldn’t find a good cheaper house in isolu and camp. I settled for a small room in Mayfair which is quite cheap. That was where my life changed. My new place, the compound was dominated with The Poly, Ife students.  It was a strictly female hostel. As time went on I cliqued so well with Lola. Lola was staying in the room opposite mine.

I noticed that Lola goes out every Friday night and comes back Saturday morning. Sometimes on Saturday and Sunday and comes back early Monday morning to prepare for school.  I asked her where she normally goes to. She would say she always go to spend the night with her boyfriend. All that continued not until I overheard her discussion with one of the TPI (The Poly Ife) girls. Lola told her she was a good “night crawler”. Omo runz get many name ooo. I didn’t know the meaning at first but, let it not be what am suspecting oo.  One Friday night, I went to night vigil, 1:30pm the service had already ended. I don’t like sleeping in the church after vigil, I prefer going to my comfortable house with bed. I headed home for my house that early hour of the morning. I went through market, everywhere was quiet. As I walked through, I began to hear moans. Me I no be virgin ooo neither am I a saint, so I know what I was hearing. But what could any sane person be doing inside the market by that time. I saw a guy and a lady making out on a table. I pretended as if I wasn’t looking, covered my face to the ground as I walked pass. I had barely walked 5 steps when I saw more people making out on a table. I know the girls are into runz. My face still covered, I don’t want to be defiled with what I was seeing. Make God blessings wey I collect from church no leave me. I was about to pass the last table when I heard my name. Who come know me for this Sodom and Gomorrah, hope they are not thinking am part of them. I turned to know who was that, I saw something that looks as if I was dreaming. But I wasn’t dreaming. That was my thought. Indeed it wasn’t a dream, coming towards me was Lola unclad as she struggles to put on her clothes. A guy was behind her, tapping her butt. I couldn’t talk, I was struggling to mutter the words I want to say to her. “Where are you coming from” she asked, “what are you doing here like this” I asked. Trust us Nigerians, we answer questions with questions. I didn’t bother to answer hers, I just threw my own. She said she is doing some night crawling. My face changed as I heard “night crawling” , as if I know what she meant. She said I shouldn’t worry that when she returns in the morning we will talk. Return in the morning ke! This is already morning nah. I left for my house speechless like a child who has committed an atrocity against her mom and afraid to talk. I woke up, checked my time and it was 9:23am. I really enjoyed my sleep after a wonderful vigil. I came out to brush my teeth when I met Lola washing her clothes outside. “Babe how far nah, how your vigil” she asked. I told her it was great. After brushing my teeth, I sat down close to her on the long bench she was seating on. I want to have a conversation with her about what she was doing at the market place last night I saw her. Did I need to ask her sef ! when I saw her unclad with an unknown guy behind her, na bleeping things them dey. We began the conversation, barely 5minutes she spoke about her adventures and sex-escapades with guys. My ears don full, wetin I just dey hear. ‘am a night crawler, I be runz girl” she said. She said she normally go to that osiele market almost, all weekends to have sex with guys. Sometimes she makes N5k to N7k in a night, that is where she gets most of the money she uses to buy accessories and many things she has. And I noticed it, Lola is a definition of a OAU's big girl, she lives large. She has a big deep freezer, and a small refrigerator, a big plasma T.V. Infact her room is complete with every home accessories and she never lacks too. She changes phones almost every month. No be London use ooo, these ones na brand new phone she dey use.

Since after the day I got to find out Lola was into runz, the way I view her changed. My impression about her changed. I look at her as a dirty, unclean scumbag. As days, weeks go by, I tried to move away, isolate myself from Lola, but in as much as I try, she still comes to my room and sometimes sleeps over. I couldn’t find the nerve to totally wipe her out of my life. But na the same house we dey stay. I just had to live with it, but only for a while before the tides turned on this day. I call it “initiation day”. Not because I don’t have a boyfriend and I need to have sex because it has been a long time I had it, but because I wanted to feel the adventure, the fun and the flash-flash, bling-bling. 

It all began this night, me and Lola were gisting into midnight in my room, this was about 10:30pm. The gist and gossip sweet dats why I no fit sleep. Lola’s phone rang, she picked it and after talking with the person for about 58seconds, she told the person she was coming and dropped the call. She said a male friend called him that he’s waiting in a locked store close to Parakin gate. He asked to see her and she wants to go. I know Parakin is very much safe, one can even walk in the midnight without being stopped by any, unless vigilante groups. I asked if it wasn’t too late for the outing, she said “no”. I offered to accompany her to go see the guy, she agreed. I dressed up and we left the house. As we were walking towards Mayfair roundabout, everywhere was not as loud as it used to be during the day. The streets were becoming scanty, the few voices we heard were that of  some few music from parties around. As we got closer to the gate. Omo come see girls mostly on miniskirts. One of the girls I saw, her boobs were just popping out of the top she was wearing, I can guess she is not wearing a bra because her left nipple were slipping out. I didn’t need anybody to tell me what they were doing there. I followed Lola to were a Prado jeep was parked. A young man came out of the jeep. Tall, dark in complexion, he should be in his late 30’s. He opened is arms widely as if he wants to grab something.  Lola jumped on him like a baby whose mother came back from a month travel and was missing her. He grabbed Lola’s butts and was squeezing it while she was on him. This is the first time of seeing this style of hugging. He dropped her. They exchanged pleasantries, from the energy that moment, they were happy to see each other. Another guy came out of the jeep. Mehn the guy is hot. Fair in complexion, tall and charming. And the introduction began. Lola introduced the guy she’s with as her boyfriend. We Women get wahala ooo, so she get boyfriend wey get money like this and she dey frolic with other guys for night. His name is James and he just came in from Abuja to see her. The other hot fine guy with him was uche. I don’t have a boyfriend but after the handshake we had, my body just dey do me jigi-jigi. I don’t mind getting some Abuja connection. James took Lola to one corner, I don’t know what they were talking about. Uche was standing  adjacent to me, backing me and busy with his phone. I guess he was too shy to face a fine girl like me. Shey na virgin he be because am dying hard for him to talk to me. As I was imagining and thinking how it will look like dating him, Lola came to meet me. She told me that James and Uche would be spending the night with us in our rooms. She said Uche would be staying with me and I should open up to him. Open up to him in what aspect, of course which lady wouldn’t want to open up to this Abuja fresh prince. “use a condom oo” she said.  Maybe I didn’t hear what she said. “I want to open up to him in terms of getting to know each other better and, not opening my legs for him” I said to her. she laughed. She told me it was just a pleasure of one night. One quality I admire in Lola is that ability to manipulate a person with her sweet words. Before I knew what was happening, I fell in for it. Even the person who is interested in me is not talking to me, na my friend dey help him talk. Infact I want change my mind about the deal. I agreed but, in my mind I wasn’t convinced on doing it. We entered the car and left for the house. We got home, I was surprised that Uche never spoke a word when we were inside the car. It was only James and Lola that were chatting. Me too no talk to him. Maybe mouth dey pain the guy.

The next morning, His tap on my lap woke me up. He kissed my lips hardly as if his life depended on it. The kiss brought back the memories of the past night. “You are just the best” Uche said to me, am sure he enjoyed himself. He won’t easily forget the treatment I gave to him. He took his jean trouser, deep his right hand into one of his pockets, brought out his wallet. He took some naira notes and gave to me. I collected it while he wore his trouser and shirt. I counted the money he gave to me and it was N10,000. Mehn I must be dreaming, just for an overnight sex, hahahahaha… he jumped on top of the bed, we almost began another round before James called, “guy oya now, you wan chop everything, make we dey go,” James said. We exchanged numbers and talked a little before he left. They were going back to Abuja that day. I couldn’t see him off to their car. I was still on the bed thinking of what to do with the money Uche gave me when Lola barged in. “have they gone?” she asked, “yes ooo” I replied.  “girl, wetin you do uche” she asked me, “wetin be dat, wetin he talk say I do am,” I asked. Because he must have said something to her this one she’s asking me this kind of question. “Nooo the bobo just they smile,” she said “he don ejoy your kpekus wella,” she said again. I laughed, why won’t he enjoy my kpekus. “Girl abeg tell me how it happened” lola said to me. She was curious, because at first, i and uche didn’t talk or had that good rapport when we were introduced, but everything turned around. Well she wants to hear how we got to blend with each other and do the do. Even me myself, the memories couldn’t just go, I enjoyed every bit of it while it lasted; I began to narrate what happened the previous night..  When we got down from the car the previous night, Lola went into her room with James and locked the door. I entered inside with Uche. “you might wonder why I didn’t speak to you all the while,” I turned back to know if it was really Uche that was talking. I turned, it was indeed he that was speaking. All the while he didn’t speak to me, we only had a handshake when we were introduced. I almost thought he was dumb. “yes I do” I said, “I almost thought you were dumb,” I said again. He laughed, “no I am not” he said with a smiling face that feels like mockery. He said he’s just a man of few words. Though he’s not an introvert nor an extrovert. He sat down on my white plastic chair. I found him fascinating as we chatted. We got to know each other even though I find him somehow secretive. 11:31pm, he stood up from where he was. I was laying on my bed. He came to the bed. Trust me nah, I already know what he was looking for but will I give it ! About what Lola told me, to have sex with him, I already have it at the back of my mind that I won’t do it. He held my hands. “What are you trying to do,” I asked, “just to have a pleasurable night,” he said. He dipped his right hand into his pocket and brought out some Naira notes. These notes na mint. Looking at the notes, I already imagined  it to be up to N20k. He dropped the notes on the floor. Trust me naija girl nah, immediately I saw those notes, my blood pressure rise. The pressure alone can even support a pumping borehole. If you think African women don’t like money, forget joor. A friend of mine said that 4 major things women like in men is personality, handsome, caring and a guy who has ambitions. The guy wey hear that one come accept, the guy na still a learner. Nowadays Nigerian girl, 4 qualities a man will have before they will accept you is (1)money (2)more money (3)much money (4)too much money. Once you have any of this qualities, most naija girls go like you but if you have all, mehn even Nigerian black angels go follow you. As uche just flash the money, even the scent from the notes was making my head swell like pop-corn. I was probably distracted by what I was seeing that I forgot that I had earlier vowed never to get down with him. Before I know wetin dey happen, we had already started kissing. He kissed me so passionately that I was even hungry for me. I have never seen myself like this hungry for sex, even when I was with my ex. I think it was the money I saw. Even when my body is saying “no don’t do it” but my mind is saying “carry go girl”. That is the power of money. He took off his shirt, his trouser and his boxer. “Omo see dis guy anaconda” I said to myself. He took off the top I was wearing and then unzipped my trouser. In 60seconds, we are both naked on the bed and the action began. We did it over and over again. Uche is very energetic. He has this enigmatic presence in bed that every woman desires. Both of us got tired and later slept of after the massive royal rumble.

Lola jumped up in excitement as I narrated. Girls and gossip, she wants to hear more.

That is how Balikis started runz ooo. Uche couldn’t forget that first experience. It became a norm for him that he comes to Abeokuta every weekend just to have a taste of my dish. He has money nah. Whenever he and James comes to Ife every weekend, they will invite Lola and I to their hotel were they lodge, Lola will go to James' while I stay with Uche. Indeed I was rewarded handsomely for my services.

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