[THE RESCUE MISSION]
PART ONE: KAREN: THE UNDISPUTED KIDNAP
PART TWO: KAREN: THE UNDISPUTED KIDNAP
Karen had been kidnapped. Her three friends Clare, Kate and Sharon have vowed to rescue her from the hands of the cruel bastards who took advantage of her lucrative body. The tri-squad could not even try to adjust their senses to imagine what could be happening to her. All they hoped for was for her to be alive and kicking. They had to plan for the rescue mission.
That night, they did not report to their respective homes. Clare, Kate and Sharon had a plan to engage in some dirty duties done by the call girls hoping they would bore fruits in rescuing their friend Karen. A friend of Clare by name Jake had agreed to harbor them in his vicinity as they made plans on how they would execute their plan. They drove to Jake’s house and after they had chitchat in this and that, they sat on the circular lighted-gazebo, which was built architecturally to suit the midnight meat wolfers’. Jake offered to help them in their plans but they turned down his offer at first.
‘We will do it our way’, Clare Responded. ‘This is our mission remember?’ she squinted her left eye as she gave him a soundly peck. Jake gazed at her for some time before he went ahead to prepare a balefire that would keep the warm for the night. The time was at 8pm. Darkness had enveloped the entire of the horizon. The sky was full of stars; both the dimming and the shinning ones. The crickets and frogs could be heard on the outside as they made their noises. The cool breeze would sweep the air around them occasionally making the whole humidity optimum for human survival. It was beautiful. They slowly converged at the balefire and commenced the plan.
After about 15 minutes, they all rose from the wooden seats and each of them rushed in different routes around the homestead. Each got back with some weird looking club attire. The ladies were all glam. You would confuse them with those brothel ladies who wear to impress anyone who got the cash to squander on them as they roughly devour them. Their current look would liquefy the heart that those shy men hold deep in their inner spirit. Sharon, though looking like she was in her birth-suit, did not like it. She felt naked. she kept looking at herself plastering that woebegone impression on her face. Her thighs had never been exposed like that publicly before.
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She rolled from side to side in a bid to get some sleep. She kept rotating her slender beautiful body wondering where her life was to start. Her eyes were open and her face could tell it all. She was unsettled. She could not find sleep though. The ceaseless sounds that emanated from the other houses next to her could not even make her have peace with herself. She was in sixes and sevens. When other couples were living life, when other children were being pampered by their parents, when other families were planning make over’s and good life strategy, Joy was in a dilemma. She was between a rock and a hard place. She was torn between two worlds. She had to choose between becoming the woman of the night and begging.
It started out in the coastal beach
We wrote our names on the sand
Not even the stormy wind would erase it
Where you made a scenery of the beauty of love
A drama of love well-rehearsed and played
You made your knees crumble down to the soil
Made my eyes witness the golden moment of the ring
A ring of lies you gave me and slipped it in my finger
All a circle of lies slipped in my hand
My heart skipped to be part this moment of melodious tunes
I prayed and hoped the sun would not set
I jumped and squirmed in anticipation when the words struck my ears
I felt your hands wipe away the loneliness I had
Felt warm, my heart skipped all night
The sun rose you made me stand beside the window and watch the horizon
You awoke all senses in me
Made me smell the sweet aroma of love that is beautiful
But now all those moments are dead
My heart now weeps beeping that it craves someone
Craves that fragrance of eternal love
Anguishing for that cup of roses which stole my heart
Where skies were blue and my heart experienced that magic born of love
That love faded into thin air
Drilling the love left to a zone of anger
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THE DUSK OF JAKE AND ABIGAIL
Abigail and Jake had been married for some time. A colorful wedding had just been successful barely two years ago. Jake was a specialty in Neurosurgery while Abigail was an Economist. Jake’s routine was so tight because he could even be called in the night to perform an emergency surgery. Abigail would report home very early at about 4pm. She was a business lady. She would close her job early and report home. On reaching home, she would occasionally prepare a meal for her 6 month old son and also her husband. Her husband, Jake would report home at unexpected time.
He would sometimes get home at around 10pm onwards. When sleeping on their wedding bed, he would be called during the sweetest part of the night and get out. This wasn’t so pleasing to Abigail. She hated it. Jake made it sure that he spared one day in the middle –week and also the weekends to spend ample time with his family.
This didn’t make Abigail any better. She kept complaining to her inner self. She decided to break the ice to Jake. She waited until Jake had seated on the dining table area.
‘Jake, I feel you aren’t fulfilling in this relationship. I get so lonely staying alone all along. What happened to the promises we made during our colorful wedding?’ Abigail said as she sat directly opposite to Jake.
‘Abigail, my love’ he came closer and held her shoulders as she cuddled her. ‘I have been sparing some ample time for you in the course of the week. I just can’t make it every day because of the job place. I also feel it too but what am I supposed to do? I just don’t want to lose you’ he said as he carried her upstairs to the bathroom.
Abigail smiled and she kissed Jake. She slowly pulled Jake towards the bathroom area and made him undress. They then entered in the hot bathtub. Despite bathing, they spent an entire two-hours having a good time. Abigail had missed it. Jake had also missed it too.
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Rage was burning inside her. She got her clutch and car keys and got out of the mansion. The outside atmosphere was cold and the sounds of crickets combined with those of weird night-birds were evident at her massive compound.
It was at 9 pm.
She quickly got outside the garage and within seconds, a Ford Mustang got out of the garage and soon, she was driving at a certain estate called Bentakara. It was a rich estate where only those who had a reasonable amount of cash could afford to rent a mansion there.
She had been living in Bentakara earlier when her relationship with his husband was full of life and abyss fun until a lady called Nora engulfed her sweet life.
The car halted at the gate of her marital home. She sat transfixed on the seat and gradually, the sweet memories of her earlier life started consuming her. She started flashbacking the episodes of sweet love she had enjoyed with her husband Barrack.