Today, I did a woman a huge favour; one that she might never know or ever get to appreciate. Hehehe… here’s the story.
Just after my shift this morning, I walked into the Ladies and took the cubicle next to a woman who was rounding up her business. She seemed nice because she was as quiet as a mouse and no foul smell was coming from her end.
So I walked in and quickly took the empty cubicle. Thank God it was empty as na only two women rest rooms dey the floor. I dey here dey say “walk” when I know say inside me na marathon I race go that toilet. I just use maturity slow myself down and enter jejely.
God! It was a struggle to get my pants down quick enough. I toyed with the thought of what will happen if I don’t make it on time. Tomorrow morning’s newspaper headline in Naija flashed before my eyes:
“Mature Woman Shit For Bodi For UK”.
God forbid! I rush o, clear out and took a seat. I dey like to remove everything for comfort; open bodi and scatter leg wella so that person go breathe well as him dey release.
Na so o as I don ready to drop some atomic bombs naim I remember the woman.
Ah! I stopped, listened and waited. She don flush, so why wasn’t she out yet?
No, forget, it took a lot for me to hold “the thing” back. I tighten nyash muscle, close rectum and waited. Na so my body dey tingle as I wait. Make the woman do quick comot na, she dey there dey slow.
Wetin the woman no know be say I was in a good mood and somehow God don minister to me sat no be today she go die. I swear, if to say I release wetin dey my belle, she for no survive am
CHINA TORI 
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