I went to a youth conference at the Lekki in
Lagos. After the event, I decided to go and
relax at the beach. There I made new friends,
Moses – a tall dark boy with bulging pockets. I
don’t know what he puts in there. In fact, he is
a talkative; and Timothy- a Lagos boy that uses
slangs to show that he has swag. Actually
Timothy is of average height, and he is
chocolate.I am fair and 5 feet 6 inches tall. I
think my complexion makes me to stick out like
a sore thumb. We actually discovered that we
are all of the same age.
The three of us are all thirty years of age; all of
us single and searching. Already Moses and
Timothy have girlfriends but you know what I
mean. I guess we are enjoying our bachelor life.
We don’t want the fun to end. Timothy has his
own clothing business in Surulere. Moses
works in an office where they sell and repair
computers. And me? Don’t worry; you will get
the gist later.
It was around four in the evening in the month
of February. The weather is cool to my taste. I
went for a swim near the shore and as I was
coming out from the water, I saw her……
Our eyes met instantly and I felt that electricity
all over me. She was relaxing under the evening
sun with just bra and bikini. Her golden hair
cascaded over her shoulders down her tanned
skin. Just looking at her almost made me to fall
back inside the water. I have never seen a girl
as beautiful and angelic as her. She was fair
with eyes that made her look so gorgeous and
I came out of the water, still looking at her.
“Omo, this beauty no be from this Lekki ooo,”
“Martin, what are you waiting for?Go for it,”
Moses said as he urged me.
I looked at him.
“Yes, you made it obvious; you have been
staring at her like you are in a trance,” Moses
Must you spell it out? I said in my mind.
“But seriously, she’s hot. Look at her waist.
Kim Kardashian,” Timothy added with his new
slang. His eyes were on her. In fact all eyes in
the beach were on her.
Omo, I have to take action before someone else
does. This sun was fading slowly. I put on my
red polo as I started walking towards the object
of my attraction.
Omo, my confidence hasgone; I don’t even
know what to say when I meet her.I struggled
to walk as a feeling of shyness swept over me.
I wobbled over the peach of sand and almost
fell down in front of her. I gained my balance
immediately, then our eyes met again and I
I was just there, staring at her. It was as if the
daze of her beauty put me in a trance.
She looked curiously polite at me with loving
eyes, and I felt weak.
Then she broke the awkward silence.
“Hi, are you a tourist guide or are you lost?”
Omo see jamb question.As a correct guy, I
smiled and replied, “No, I do come here often to
loosen up. The sun is fading, I felt like I will be
able to see the beauty of the sunset as it
reflects over the scenery better from your side. I
hope you don’t mind.”
“Not at all. It’s true, it’slovely to watch it from
here,” she said as her smile melted my heart.
“I am Samantha Menziwa from South Africa
and you are-”
Omo, see class.
“I am Christopher Ayodele. My friends call me
To Be Continued…