He asked jalila while staring at her,

Jalila rubbed her body, paused her hand on her breasts and began squeezing them, then said, “My name is Jalila…”

“Wow, nice name.” Jalila gave her a look filled with pure desire.

Seeing this, Jalila tore off her shirt, and immediately her small breasts were exposed — perky and firm, with no sign of sagging, full and tight.

And then, things got heated between them — Natasha was experienced, and Jalila couldn’t keep up.

That night, they spent it doing only one thing.

The next morning, they picked up where they left off.

Jalila’s lower body was in serious pain.

This happened in KANO, Zoo Road area.

As for Mami’s side, she turned on her data since it was Saturday and there was no school.

Messages started pouring in nonstop. She opened some and ignored others.

Then she opened a message from an unknown number.

She clicked on the profile picture — it was of a bare leg with “Yar Love” written on it.

Mimi frowned and opened the photo message — it was that woman they had met recently, Zulaihat.

She was dressed in very skimpy clothes, her chest was practically popping out.

She opened another photo — she was wearing only a bra.

Mimi hissed and tagged the photos, saying, “Hmmm…”

The girl didn’t even greet her, and then suddenly said, “Sorry baby, I was going to forward it to my friend, but I mistakenly sent it to you…”

Mimi sent her a “no worries” emoji and turned off her data.

Not even five minutes later, Zulaihat called.

Mimi picked up and said nothing.

In a soft voice, Zulaihat said, “Baby, why are you so quiet? I was looking forward to us chatting today…”

Mimi replied, “Okay, I’m just doing something.”

Zulaihat said, “Alright, please come to my house today since there’s no school. I’m a new bride and I’m scared. My husband only stayed one month with me before going back to work. I don’t know anyone in this town. That day you saw me, I had paid a keke (tricycle) guy to drive me around to see the town.”

Mimi said, “Oh, I see. I’ll think about it and let you know. Send me your address.”

Zulaihat was so happy and said, “Thank you, sweet. I didn’t think you’d actually reply.”

“Alright, talk later,” she said and ended the call.

Mimi went downstairs for breakfast.

She saw that her mom and the rest had already finished eating.

She said, “Oh, Mamee, you’re back?”

Her mom gave her a look and said, “You were sleeping — how would you know I came back?”

Mimi smiled, sat down and served herself a portion she could manage. She made strong tea and ate her sweet potatoes.

Her mom kept looking at her, surprised at how open and expressive she was becoming.

She was a doctor, and considering Mimi’s age, she didn’t expect her to be this open already.

She pushed the thought aside and kept scrolling on her phone.

Meanwhile, Jidda was doing her homework and not paying attention to their conversation.

After finishing her meal, Mimi got up and returned to her room.

By 2 PM, she had dressed in a large hijab like she always did and came out.

She looked at her mom and said, “Mamee, where’s my friend? I’m going to her house. She didn’t come to school yesterday; she’s sick.”

Her mom stared at her, trying to figure out if she was telling the truth.

She replied, “May God heal her. Come back soon.”

Mimi said, “Amin, ya Allah,” and left.

She didn’t have much trouble finding the place because Zulaihat had given her clear directions.

She called once she arrived, and after one ring, Zulaihat picked up.

Mimi said, “I’m here at your gate…”