Johnson’s Dickson – Episode 3
*JOHNSON’S DICKSON*
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Episode 3
The real gist begins when I had my
third child – a boy. The second was
also a girl but she came after I had
turned 24 as I began finding it
difficult to conceive. But just after
her, the boy came, in exactly 3
years. They were all beautiful kids
and I always remain grateful for
them. However, it appeared as
though the coming of the third
would bring a lot of difficulty for
us. Chika was still working then
and was even doing some minnow
jobs during the weekends to see
that ends met. I too had to raise a
little stall just in front of our
shanty house where I sold locally-
made soaps I had produced
myself. When it began looking like
hawking the soaps was more
effective, I began doing so. But
this exposed me to a life I had
forgotten for a while. I began
mingling with men again and just
like before, I ended up putting up
little or no resistance and started
f—–g like some wild chicken all a
new. I was usually heavily filled
with c-m each time I returned
home since I would have bagged 2
or 3 mean dicks during the day
and even though Chika never
seemed to suspect anything, I was
soon attracting the suspicions of
neighbours. The only edge I had
was that these men usually
bought a great chunk of the trade
I visited them with, so was being
financially rewarded each time.
But this began gradually turning
ineffective immediately Darlington
our son was born. In fact, I soon
found myself visiting these men
without any reason other than to
f–k and even when I never got
money in return, I was still very
fine and satisfied. This was so bad
that when Chika announced to me
that we were going to move from
Lagos, I felt like a broken woman! I
was now a s–t! Simple!
We moved from Lagos to Abeokuta
in the coming months. Chike was
transferred to his office’s new
branch at the Ogun and given that
we never had much, it was always
going to be impossible for us to
stay apart. So we moved with him,
forcing the kids to change schools.
And this was where I met the
Johnsons.(More Stories @ https://generalloaded.com) I hadn’t thought it was
going to be possible getting to
know people like that, but it
happened. It was just like every
other night. I had returned from
marketing some of my soaps (I
began the trade again) and met
Chike home quite early. After
serving him dinner and f—–g
ourselves silly, he told me he got
an offer from a friend. At first I
thought he was referring to a new
job offer which should of course be
superior to his, so began to adjust
to hear him out. But he didn’t say
so. He said instead a friend of his
in the office told him that their
Deputy Branch Manager, was in
need of a housekeeper. I didn’t get
the thing initially so I asked him if
he was interested, to which he
laughed and said yes but for me. I
got confused and asked him to
explain. So he explained that he
would want me to pick up the job
while he continued with his
driving role at his office. I wasn’t
exactly pleased as I felt the job
was the most demeaning I should
ever think of doing. But after he
narrated how good the potential
employer was, I decided to give it
a try. We were going to be given
an apartment within the Deputy
Branch Manager’s residency. And
all I was required to do was to
keep his home tidy while they paid
me. His wife was a nice woman so
was always available to cook for
the home.
