Funke!! it’s funny how time flies, I was coming down the law Lt one of my early days in 100level days I saw her taking selfies and my mischievous self photo bombed…
“Awwwn… And it’s fine oo cutie let’s take one more”
That’s me she was referring to from her line yard on her neck I could read out the 300lv criminology
“No problem.. But hope you don’t mind me putting my hands round your waist”….
“didn’t you see the fine boys are allowed to touch round it… So kindly come closer” she replied with a smirk.
“Funke otun tí de fi ọmọ lomo lè óò… Shey orí pé fresher ni” her friend cried out in laughter has she collected the phone to take a picture of Funke and I who are already locked on together with my hands round her waist and are cup size boobs pressed against my chest.
“Be pretending there ooo… Fresher koh” she whispered. We let each other go after the whole lot of change your style, another style, be like that the lady behind the camera made us do.
I said thank you and wanted to take my leave when she called me back and asked if I wasn’t going to get my picture abi she wasn’t fine enough for my gallery or what, because this one you just left in a rush bayi moreover you won’t tell us your name gan.
“Sorry my name is Ifeoluwa, actually my phone is dead so I knew already that I can’t get the picture”….
“Oya muule have heard you… Sheybe you’re on WhatsApp gimme your number” that muule she said made me laugh my ribs out… Abi what kinda of lady is this one bayi? So I gave her my number she as she went ahead saving it, I was about saying thank you to her friend and run off…when she whispered “Anyways I felt it”….
“Sorry you say? Felt what?”