By Ghanaman

When I called Ella after accepting her order to discuss terms, she didn’t even give me the chance. In a worried tone, she asked me to just locate the hotel she was in and come immediately, because it was urgent.

I didn’t waste any time. It was already past 1 a.m., and for all I knew, she could be in real danger. Using my knowledge of GRA, I maneuvered my way to the hotel in less than two minutes and called her.

She stepped out with an older man, in his late 40s or early 50s, I guess. She assured him she would return shortly, while he reminded her that he had already made the transfer and expected her back soon.

She got into the car, and we drove off.

She looked tense, but also relieved. Like someone who had just escaped something.

Almost immediately, she called a friend to say she was out and would give her the full gist later when they met.

At that point, I knew I had stumbled on premium gist.

So, I did my usual, kept things light, asked the right questions, and it worked.

The man she came out with wasn’t even originally her client.

He was meant to meet with her friend, someone she described as “her friend’s friend.” But since that friend wasn’t available, Ella was recommended as a replacement for the night.

That was how she found herself in that hotel.

Routine job takes different turn

What was supposed to be a routine job took a completely different turn when four other men walked into the room.

At first, she assumed it was the usual guys coming to greet their friend, exchange a few jokes, maybe size up the new girl, then leave.

But that wasn’t the case.

Instead, her client made it clear: all of them were involved.

Five men? One girl?

Before she could even process what was happening, the atmosphere in the room changed completely. What she was seeing and sensing made it clear this was no longer a normal situation.

While she was still trying to process everything, one of them brought out very serious tools: BDSM equipment. It would be a 'No Holds Barred' contest. Proper porn stuff as seen on Pornhub or Xvideos.

As If that was not enough, the other guys were already on the table, snorting white, powdery substances suspected to be cocaine, while one was at the corner stroking his already hard, erect cock. She say everywhere begin blur at the same time.

This wasn't the time to lose composure, she told herself. So, while. She was pretending to be unfazed by the impending tasks ahead, she sent a message to a friend to request a distress call.

The call came in.

The friend luckily came through for her in no time with the call, told her there's a serious fight at Lesuka, Odili Road, involving her crew and she needs to get down ASAP.

“There’s a serious fight at Lesuka, Odili Road. Your people are involved, and you need to come now!”

They both played their parts well.

The story was believable enough.

That was her way out.

She managed to leave, booked a ride, and even received an alert from the man-payment meant for her to return.

But she had no intention of going back.

That was when she entered my car.

Out of curiosity, I asked her:

“Would you have been able to handle it?”

She laughed.

“Five? No way. The highest I’ve ever done is two, and even that took a lot out of me.”

She said she even suggested bringing in one or two other girls, but the man refused.

Then she dropped something that surprised me.

The money involved was just ₦100,000.

She said some girls might have agreed to it because it sounded like good money, but not her.

From what I saw, she’s a very attractive lady- clearly not lacking attention.

Because as we were driving, she was already chatting with another guy.

She then asked me to change destination and take her to him instead.

Apparently, he had been on her case for a while- gifts, money, and consistent attention.

She figured it was a good time to reward that effort, and also clear her head.

After I dropped her off and started heading back, one thought kept bothering me:

What if she hadn’t left?

What could that night have turned into?

Omo! People dey do things.

QUESTION:

Do you think she would have stayed if the price was higher?

And what would have been the “right” price?