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Smoking Weed & Sipping Hennesy : Tonight…

So I had some business in Port Harcourt…it was urgent and I must appear in person…
Called up my nigga and informed him I’d be in town a few days…
First day in town and business didn’t exactly go well…
But at least I had some traction and some end in sight…
Dude calls me up 6pm while chilling at my place…

“I’m celebrating my wife today; it’s her birthday. And you’re in town so let’s do it”.

8-ish ….

I often have online meetings from 8pm to 10pm every night.
Told my nigga as much….
Dude shows up at 10pm…
Off we drove to a popular upscale lounge in the city…
I was pretty well-known there so was at home…
And the party was already in full swing….

There at the party were several friends and business associates…
My nigga is a billionaire so are his crowd…
Legit billions in Naira…
Not some random yahoo thingy but leaders of industry…
Grossing legit billions per annum that I know of….
And most of the billionaire friends were already at the venue…

Igbo boy no dey fall hand sam-sam!
I blended in naturally and it was easier as I already knew some of them…

Macallan, Glenfiddich, champagnes and more were flowing…
Party was a class with no airs…
Billionaires rolled naturally and admired the hot ladies around…
Some of the discussions were too explicit for me though…
But I’m a child of God anytime so I kept my counsel….

My nigga’s wife was a package….
A ball of sensuality….
Adorned in a micro-mini black evening dress…
Slitted on both sides…
With boobs barely remaining in their restraints…
And she had the most lovely smile and laugh…
Danced like there would be no tomorrow….
Sexy and suggestive steps….

People stared and oggled…
I did too…

The younger ladies were green with envy….
The lady was something else….

Rocked my nigga…
Rocked his friends…
Gave out numerous shots of tequila…
That she must place on your lips herself….
And if you were lucky….
Get a peck on the cheeks or lips…
She was temptation walking on all fours…

She would dance with her friends…
Show real talent of the initiated…
Flashes of well-rounded thunder legs….
And white undies….
I overhead men around…
Talking about how they would just die…
Just to have Mrs. Barth smile at them…

Conflicted I was as I held my glass…
A woman so delicious to the eyes…
And desirable to the soul…
Married yet so unconstrained…
My nigga was least bothered but seemed to enjoy it more…
I had an out-of-the-body experience…
Then consoled myself saying…

“These were billionaires and could be eccentric…
…perceived sin would be alright as the billions would make them clean anyway”.

My nigga’s wife danced away…
Yet, I could see in her eyes…
The undying love for her husband…
I was badly conflicted…
This was a 30-yr young lady…
That many men had stripped and had on their minds…
Just by staring at her…
And she knew it…so did my nigga…

I held my peace…
And sipped my Glenffidich whisky in peace…
Then came this part when the wife had to do a dance with her girl friend…
That’s where soft hell was let loose…
Hmm….my mouth heavy here…

Apparently, there was more to the “girlfriend thingy”…
Needless to say…
Both ladies danced for my nigga…
The dancing was explicit and overtly suggestive….
The lounge almost came to a stop…
As revellers viewed the lewd and sexy scenes before them…

Another billionaire friend made a remark…
Albeit nicely…
Nigga’s wife responded thus:
“My husband loves watching…”
Would have happily choked on the 24yr glass of Glen I was drinking….
But after considering the fortune paid on a bottle…
Had to choke down my gag…

My people, my eye saw things…
No wonder they hurt so much….
So did my ears hear things….
My guy was over the moon…
I made a cursory calculation of what we had spent…
Like 2m and counting….

Was really done past midnight…
Work and business to attend to in the morning…
Gave dude a signal that I had to go…
He came over to drive me back…
And be back at the party to his wife and friends…
Got a big hug from the hot wife…
Joseph, Mary and baby Jesus covered me with the blood…

Off home, he drove me…
No be me again with my yeye mouth?

Couldn’t hold back my tongue…
Stupid tongue acts on its own without prompting…
Helena and Angela could very well testify to this…
And the question jumped out of my mouth before I could hold it back…

Barth had a smile on his face as he drove and turned to me in response…
…and delivered a most chilling response in the calmest way imaginable…

“Baron, I’m on chemo; the cancer is virulent and I’ve got less than 6months. I have no time to be petty and I intend to cram the 60yrs I’d have spent with my wife to 6months. Right now, anything goes; I Intend to go out in a blaze of glory. I must live as the Prince I am but die a king!”

What I felt was indescribable…
Utter terror…
Absolute sadness…
Despair…

And an absolute sense of foolishness….

I had declared judgement in my heart…
Due to my own uninformed world view…
Just like that female preacher that spews rubbish on social media….
Was as guilty as sin too…

Barth is 45yrs…
Middle-aged…
Quite young…
Handsome like “tomorrow no dey”
With a very hot wife for whom…
Angel Michael would throw his wings away…
The Managing Director of a massive oil firm…
As rich as Croseus and as brilliant as Einstein…

Given an exit date and taking it with equanimity…

He dropped me off at my hotel…
With a promise to check on me after office hours tomorrow…

I got to my room sober and confused…
Called room service to get me a bottle of Macallan…
Whisky served with rocks to boot…
I uncorked the bottle and poured myself a finger…
Downed it in one gulp and placed the glass on the table…
The heaviness in my heart was just tearing me apart…

I just let go and wept bitterly…
The unfairness of life….
And the futility of the planet…
6 months from now…
A brother I shall bury…
Cheated out of the planet…
By the fickleness we call life…

“For the death of any man reduces me…
…for I’m a part of humanity”

…I’m all sober and wizened now.
Do good to all you encounter on your life journey.

Shalom!

(Thank you Baron Roy).

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SW&SH is a weekly series on Procyon News, join me.

I’m done, I’m gone, I’m ghost.

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