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Stress was one word Ore was all too familiar with as a year one student of Uniport. Her lecture timetable was jam-packed with different technical courses, there was barely any breathing space in between.

She always got back to the hostel mentally drained and yearning for junk food. But she had to discipline herself in cooking so she would eat healthy and not easily fall sick. Ore usually spent extra time in school trying to attend a few tutorial classes here and there but after a week, she gave up.

The tutorial masters were taking so much time in explaining a topic and stretching their time limit above minimal. Ore slept at intervals only to catch the ending notes of the lesson.

She thought she needed a tutor in coaching her on maths 101, chem 130 and physics 110 but she realized the problem was herself. She mostly skipped out on the classes whenever she could to hang out with Tami at her luxurious home.

The times Ore spent duly taking notes in the crowded lecture hall, she couldn't stop thinking about Dami's promise. The image kept replaying in her head over and over making her all wound up and shooting her anxiety to the roof.

Ore was finally gladdened when another weekend came rolling by and she got a text from Tami asking for them to go to a friend's slumber party. She quickly texted back on the outfit she was to wear but Tami told her not to appear so extreme in her dressing as they weren't going clubbing.

It was approaching dusk and Ore had only an hour to get ready. She washed the dirty dishes she used to eat earlier and arranged them under her bed. Ore carefully lifted her stove from the concrete slab and placed it indoors.

She began sweeping her room with a long broom and mindlessly humming an unknown tune when a petite girl stepped in her view. Ore wiped sweat from her brow and pushed open the wooden door with a loud creak.

She briskly analyzed the dark skinned girl with two big corn braids smiling shyly in front of her. Her brows shot up in accusation at the huge boxes and luggages that were leaning on the iron pole.

"Yes, can I help you?" Ore asked freeing her singlet from her oxblood short.

"Actually yes," the girl spoke with confidence. "I was informed by the male supervisor that this would be my room for the rest of the academic year."

Ore smirked. She thought the old man had passed on since he didn't show up to work for almost a whole month. But it seemed her suspicions were wrong.

"Ehhnn, so this is your room abi?" Ore gestured for her to come in and helped her carry her load inside. Some of the hostel students that were passing by spared Ore curious glances as she heaved one box after the other.

As soon as they were done carrying the luggages in, Ore's phone rang out. She dashed to pick up the call before it cut only to realize it was an alarm she had set up few minutes to the party.

"Fuck," she muttered flinging her phone on the bed and rushing to grab a ripped jean from the wardrobe.

Tami waited a good one hour for Ore to come out of the hostel so they could take off to the party venue. She leaned by the side of her toyota camry and checked her apple series watch for the umpteenth time.

8:15 p.m. glowed in ember colours. She took out her phone from her back pocket and swiftly texted that she was already driving out of the hostel complex. A full minute passed before Ore came running down the steep staircase. She fumbled with her purse as she approached the car.

Tami didn't spare her a glance as she saw her coming and she yelled for Ore to get in the car. She opened the driver's door and slid into the seat before waiting for the automatic door to shut by itself.

Ore jumped in the passenger's side and slammed her door making Tami bat her eyelid in anger.

"You wan break my door?" Tami fumed. Ore smiled weakly and muttered a 'sorry'. [Translation: Do you want to break my door?]

"And what the hell are you wearing?" Tami queried taking in the ripped jean and the white tank top Ore hastily put on.

"I thought you said . . . " Ore's hand stalled on the open window, . . . not to dress extravagantly."

Tami hissed under her breath and keyed the car key into the ignition.

"We are going to my house to change up what you're wearing."

With that, Tami backed away from the parking space.

Ore ended up a wearing pink slit gown that exposed her thigh and crossed at the back. The front was a v-cut neckline that plunged so low that her full breasts were on display. She wasn't that comfortable with the dress but she wasn't complaining because Tami constantly gushed over how pretty she looked.

Ore's blonde wig which she had borrowed from Tami cascaded down her shoulders in waves and her butt bounced with each step she took. She felt eyes staring deep into her soul as she made her way to get drinks from the fridge in the state of the art kitchen.

Tami had wandered off to meet and greet some of her high class friends, one of which was the star celebrant of the night. Ore paved way through sweaty bodies mixed with the stinking smell of alcohol.

She took in the kitchen in awe as her fingertips slid across the gleaming marble counter. Just how rich could the celebrant be, she berated in her mind. Ore was about reaching for the fridge handle when a wide palm closed over hers.

Ore gulped seeing the tall muscular dude that towered over her. He had a silver piercing on his straight nose and his soulful eyes bored into hers. Ore couldn't remember where she had met the dude but his face seemed vaguely familiar.

He was holding a red solo cup in his right hand and he gave Ore a toothy grin making her remember a particular someone.

"Ummm, do I know you?" Ore asked skittishly taking in the guy's black jean and ripped jacket. He paired his outfit with a pair of Louis Vuitton slides. Ore gulped, everything about the dude screamed money.

She couldn't help but reckon that he would be a perfect fit for Tami. Ore snickered at the thought and raised her brows at the guy who was now sensuously licking his lips and roving his eyes seductively over her.

She squirmed under his intense gaze and cut past him sharply. The guy grabbed her hand and hooked her to the counter. Ore could hear loud music booming from the closed door of the kitchen and she felt her heart skip a bit.

There was no other person lurking around apart from them.

"I am Maro," the guy stated leaning closer to Ore and nearly suffocating her with his perfume.

"And you are?" he queried further. He swirled his cup and thrusted it in front of Ore.

Ore looked at it skeptically before accepting and asking what was in it. Maro relaxed from his position, giving Ore her much needed space. He slipped his hand into his jean pocket and merely shrugged his shoulder in reply to her question.

He silently watched Ore who was bursting with curiosity, gulp the liquid and squeak at the bitter taste. Ore slapped her tongue against her lips and shook her head to clear any effect of the drink. She felt her gaze dim for a moment. Figures danced around in her vision.

She laughed loudly and sauntered to where Maro was leaning with crossed arms. She dived a hand into his shirt giggling at his rock hard abs. Maro smiled and stalled her hand from continuing it's curious movements.

He grabbed her bottom and pulled her in for a hard kiss. Ore melted against his body allowing him to bite her plump lips and suck on her tongue in a fluid motion.
She moaned softly as Maro caressed her nipples under her thin fabric.

She grinded her hips against Maro's crotch as he gave her neck a small bite. He still consciously played with her perky nipples. Maro shifted away from Ore a bit to loosen the belt of his jeans and he sighed briefly as he undid his zippers.

Ore gulped at the hard length of Maro's erection and he breathed for her to go on her knees and suck on it. Ore bit on her quivering lower lip and went down on his dick, all sense of caution had flown to the wind under the influence of a drug.

As she licked his dick cap and grabbed his tight ass, the heavy mahogany door flew open.

Someone immediately grabbed Ore's arm and tugged her away from an oddly embarrassed Maro.