BROSTITUTES IN DUBAI EPISODE 1

"Good afternoon boss"
He greeted
"You are welcome, is he the one?"
He asked as he sat in-between two b£autiful gīrls who were r0m@ncing his ears and his fat tummy.
"Yes boss"
Replied Seyi
The boss nodded as he scanned his eyes from my head to my toes.
"Hope he passed the test"
The boss said.
The two gírl who were with him stood up; took my hand and walked me right inside the b£droom.
As Seyi and the Boss watched.
"Pvll 0ff your cl0thes, let's check the siz£"
One of the gírls said
"Why sh0uld I pvll 0ff my cl0thes?"
I asked with enthusiasm.
"Didn't they tell you about the final examination. The siz£ of your thing has to be up to 6.5 inches long and above, plus, you have to s@tisfy the tw0 of us optimally.
We are the one to announce that you have passed the t£st.
So; you have to be serious with us on b£d like your life depended on it; but, that's if the siz£ of y0ur thíng is up to the requirements"
She maintained.
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It has been four years since I graduated from the university.
I have written countless job applications; shuttling form one job interview to another but all to no avail.
My shoes have worn out, as all my clothes had become old and have all faded.
To get a nice paying Job; I have to leave Enugu where my poor parents resides for Lagos to secure a good job to be able to help myself and my family.
It has been three years since I have left my family to feed my family; but I can barely feed myself. And I am so ashamed to go back home empty handed.
How can I go back to face my poor parents who did all kinds of minial jobs to sponsor me through school.
I did offloads in the parks, warehouses and some markets to feed myself and send my parents some money to keep body and soul together.
I lived with a friend of mine who left school when we were in junior secondary school and went for apprenticeship to learn trade; he has finished serving his boss and has been settled.
He now owns his own shop where he sales auto spear parts.
Ebube is so good to me, he has been the one squartting me for the past 3 years.
When i'm down, he encourages me to keep my head up that things will get better with time.
He even promised me that he is saving some money for me to start a motor engine oil business by the roadside as his own business requires a larger capital with a lot of experience to run.
I never hoped on his promises, I kept on doing my offload job and at the same time hunting for job.
There is this one job interview I was coming from and it didn't go well. Where I was In the bus going back with my worn out cooperate dress and the file containing my credentials.
I felt a tap on my shoulder, I turned, there sat this cute smartly dressed guy smiling at me.
He gave me his complimentary card and told me to call him. Insisting that he has a good job offer for me, stressing that the job is for a handsome tall guys like me.
I was overwhelmed by his gestures. I thanked him and told him that I will give him a call as soon as I get home.
When I reached my bus stop; I bade him goodbye and alighted.
In the evening when I was discussing with Ebube, I told him about the guy I met in the bus.
He told me to call him immediately, and I did, the guy picked picked.
I explained myself to him and he was exited and thanked me for calling.
I told him that I am interested in the job. He told me that it's not something we will talk on the phone, insisting that we needed to link up so that he will tell me the nature of the job face to face.
The following day; we linked up in a fast food joint. He asked me to place my order for anything I want to eat that he will pay.
It was like I was dreaming; the only person that has given me free food ever since I came to Lagos was Ebube.
Seeing those fancy foods and assorted meats got me salivating and I requested for a fried rice with a chicken.
He added a bottle of coke and a table water to my order as he made his own order.
They calculated the bill he paid before we carried the food to our table.
After the meal, we entered discussion. He gave his name as Seyi and I told him my name.
He asked me how I would like to travel and work in Dubai with all expenses on his company. I told him that I will be glad if the opportunity is granted.
He further introduced himself as an agent sourcing workers for the company.
He told me that I met the requirements both in height and in physique, but there is one last examination that I have to pass.
I asked him what the examination is all about. He smiled and told me that I should know the nature of the work first.
I inquired for the nature of the job, he told me that it is called gig0l0.
I've never heard the word before and I humbly asked him what that means.
He smiled and paused for a couple of seconds before he told me that my work in Dubai Is to be servicing §£x starved w0men who need m£n. He added that they pay very well.
"M@le pr0stitution?"
I asked
"If that's how you understand it, that's what it is. But never forget, they pay very well"
He replied.
I closed my eyes and taken afar in thoughts.
"So after my education, I will now become male pr0stitute in a foreign land?"
I said in my mind, but his words keeps ringing in my mind. They pay very well.
"Are you interested or not, I've got a lot of things to do"
His voice brought me back to reality. I parted my lips to speak only air came out.
I didn't know whether to say yes or to say no.
"Are you interested or not?"
His sharp voice came again.
"Let me think about it"
I said to him, he laughed and shake his head.
"This one is not ready yet"
He said as he grabbed his car key from the table and was about to stand up and leave. I quickly grabbed his hand.
My mind drifted to how far the money i will be making will go in changing my life and that of my family.
I made a hasty decision.
"I'm interested"
I finally said.
He smiled and relaxed back to his seat.
"That's what I'm talking about. Smart decision. This is the end of poverty in your life"
He smiled at me.
"And what of the last examination?"
I asked.
"We've got to meet my boss right away, we don't have much time, you have less than two months to leave this country but you've got to pass the test first"
He said to me.
"Shall we go now?"
He asked
"Sure"
I replied and we left for his bosses apartment.
He horned Infront of the gate the gate man opened the gate and we drove in.
He parked and we alighted.
"Where is the boss?"
He asked some boys Infront of the building.
"He's inside"
One of them said to him.
"Let's go in"
He said.
We both walked in.
"Good afternoon boss"
He greeted
"You are welcome, is he the one?"
He asked as he sat in-between two gīrls who were r0mancing his ears and his fat tummy.
"Yes boss"
Replied Seyi
The boss nodded as he scanned his eyes from my head to my toes.
"Hope he passed the test"
The boss said.
The two gírl who were with him stood up, took my hand, and walked me right inside the b£droom.
As Seyi and the Boss watched
"Pvll 0ff your cl0thes, let's check the siz£"
One of the gírls said
"Why should I pvll 0ff my cl0thes?"
I asked with enthusiasm.
"Didn't they tell you about the final examination. The siz£ of y0ur thing has to be 6.5 inches long and above, plus you have to s@tisfy the tw0 of us optimally.
We are the one to announce that you have passed the test.
So; you have to be serious with us on b£d like your life depended on it, but that's if the siz£ of y0ur thing is up to the requirements"
She maintained.
EPISODE ONE
BR0STITUTES IN DUBAI
WRITTEN BY AGES OAK STORIES
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