UNTITLED Jesse straightened and checked himself in the mirror. He was quite satisfied with what he saw. His handsome face was properly chiseled by mother nature. His well trimmed beard gave it a more attractive and mature look. The black cap perched delicately on his head contrasted well with his immaculately white native attire. He looked at his fingers, stained from his latest struggle with his shoestrings, and smiled as he wiped it clean. At the age of 24, Jesse Bankole was one of the few guys who had made it big in life. A graduate of Petroleum Engineering from the prestigious University of Benin, Jesse inherited his fathers many millions at the age of 22. Being the only son of a business mogul had its own perks and he lived in luxury while overseeing 2 oil companies. He was the proud owner of a Bentley, a 2014 Range Rover and a Prado Jeep. His mansion of a house stood proudly in the middle of the close named after his father. One look at Jesse and it would be impossible to guess his status. He was as unassuming as ever. In spite of his overweight bank account and handsome looks, he still had to struggle with his shoestrings every morning. Jesse laughed at himself as he kick started the Bentley and drove off to his friends birthday party. Kathryn stormed angrily out of the house without looking back. Her mother stood at the door and called after her. Kathryn, come back here this minute. Kathryn Adekunle, I said come back here. She paid no ear to her mother as she entered her Toyota Camry, signaled Audu to open to gate, and drove out the house almost crushing Audu who stood by the gate. Kathryn hated it whenever her mother brought up the topic she hated most. She was just 22 years and had completed her Youth Service only a month ago. Ever since, her mother had been on her neck to go get a man since she was already established. Her father was far more understanding than her mother. She angrily punched the steering wheel as she recalled the conversation she had had with her mother that morning. She was so mad that she didnt even look at the road and she ran into a rough patch. Her car was improperly balanced and she couldnt move it forward. The rear tire just rolled and raised dirt and mud without moving. The car was stuck. In her angry state, she just kept her foot on the accelerator and the rear tire kept rotating. Thank you very much, Jesse beamed at the smiling attendant behind the counter. He picked the basket containing the two bottles of wine he had purchased from the super mart. He waved at the attendant as he walked out and crossed the road to the other side where his car was parked. He placed the basket on his car and fumbled in his pocket for his keys. He paused and looked bemused at the sight of the vehicle some feet away from his. The driver obviously was confused as he kept throwing mud and dirt backwards. Just as his searching fingers found the keys, Jesse felt the coldness of the mud as it splattered all over his well dry-cleaned white attire. Even his cap and car were not spared as the mud totally ruined his outfit. Jesse stood there seething with rage as he gave himself a quick-over and discovered his clothes were ruined. He brought out his handkerchief and wiped his face clean. He stood there waiting for the driver to come down and talk to him. Whoever it was driving the car would see the other side of him today. What nonsense! Kathryn gripped the steering wheel tight as she practically stood on the accelerator. Then she looked into her rearview mirror and saw a man covered in mud standing with his arms folded staring at her car. In an instant, she realized what she had done and took her leg off the accelerator and the tire rolled to a stop. She looked again and saw that the mans clothes were entirely ruined and his car was not spared. Oh God, what have I done again? She hit her head on the steering as she began to prepare an apology in her head. She didnt know how she was going to explain herself to the obviously angry man. Already, people had begun to gather to watch her humiliation. With every ounce of courage she could muster, she opened the door and stepped out. Jesse was almost walking up to the driver of the Camry when the door of the car opened and a pair of female legs touched the ground. Oh, its even a female, he thought as he looked and saw the 15 persons who were looking at both cars and drivers. He was going to teach her a lesson today. No woman does this to a man and goes scot-free. He wasnt going to disappoint the already gathered crowd. #to be continued.
Posted on: Tue, 16 Dec 2014 11:29:59 +0000
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