Amazing-grace was not the first woman in the life neither was she the last but she was a very significant one and that was why I had to give you you her gist.

In this pages you are going to be seeing a lot of names of the different beautiful woman that i have met in my life time, if you have seen the series “how I met your mother” one of my favorite movie series i watched after I came out of university that thought me a whole lot, the difference between how i met your mother and my book is that he had his friends around him and the lady he ended up with was a part of his click from the very start, but for me till now i am not very sure i have met that girl who is going to end up with a crazy calm Lagos boy like me. I don’t even have a click, what i have is my best friend Kana who has giving me a lot of advises that has shaped me to the man i am today and thought me how to treat women like the queen that they are.

All my life i have been with a couple of amazing Nigerian woman, some ended up being significant and others just breezed in and breezed out without even leaving a trace but in all of this different encounters I picked up one or two experiences that has shaped my mindset for better of for worse depending on the who.

So just sit, grab a pop corn and relax, I am about to take you through the crazy journey of being a young Nigerian Man living in the city of Lagos and actively looking for the exact bone of his bone.

I just got a new job. There’s a lot more to that story, but let’s save the juicy details for another day. For now, I’ll stick to what I can share without getting myself into trouble. This job requires a lot of traveling to meet high-profile clients and ensure their compliance with the firm’s policies and procedures while also considering the local laws of the area that the business is situated.

When I first saw the job ad, I smiled, I was confident I’d get it before the interview even started. But what I didn’t expect was the immediate travel and intense learning journey right out of the gate. The job involved constant visit to different client sites in whatever city in the world that the site is situated, most times we have to go in pairs so as to rest on each others solders and get the job done. I already saw this in one of my dreams so when the ad come I knew immediately that this was related to the dream i had where i was travelling from one place to another.

For my very first trip to Oyo state, I was paired with a female colleague. We had only met once during the physical induction, and I didn’t even notice her like that till we became partnered up to work together. Upon reaching our destination, we hit our first hiccup - we didn’t have enough money for two rooms. The deal with the firm was make your expenses and retire the receipts but coming out from not having a good job to this one we were just scraping the bottom of the pot so as to stay afloat. So for the first city we visited, we decided to share a room and save some cash for the next city that we would travel to next at least before we are able to retire and get reimbursed. That first night we were both Restless. The room was small with just one bed, a single duvet, and a bathroom with a semi-transparent door. To make things even more awkward, there was a full-length mirror right next to the bed so whatever you do the other person is looking at you through the corner of their eyes. Neither of us was used to sharing a bed with a stranger, so there was a lot of tossing and turning, i personally made sure there was no sort of body contact to avoid having issues with my very first partner with could lead to some sort of ethical Violations.

Over the next few nights, we got used to it. Sharing a bed to save money became a norm, although it only happened when absolutely necessary so as limit the time we spent in the same space and resist the temptation that comes with it.

After about a week of this arrangement, things got familiar. Some days during the night when our bodies would touch - whether it was a leg, an arm, or the back neither of us would move away. It became a weirdly comforting routine, our backs brushing up against each other and the other person just laying there like it was normal. One evening, I asked if she’d like me to cuddle her but She shot me down instantly, telling me not to mention it again. Although she said it in a friendly manner but, I let it be so as not to upset her.

By the eighth night of being in the trip and dealing with different set of humans in the banking industry, we were a bit more relaxed. one cool Friday evening, we ordered some pepper soup and a bitters drink to calm our nerves. I could see a flicker of hesitation in her eyes when I brought out the drink from the bag. She jokingly asked, "Am I safe?" I reassured her that she had nothing to worry about, this was the kind of alcohol i was used to and i was very comfortable taking just one without fear of crossing any boundaries.

I wasn’t planning anything funny though. Despite my inner hopes that the universe would stir something up, I slept like a log that night, without making any moves or thinking about anything, that was the only way i could catch some sleep anyways if not i would toss up and down till dawn. The next evening, I casually mentioned what felt like a dream. "I think I felt your head in my arms last night," I said, uncertain. She smiled, confirming that it wasn’t just a dream, we had cuddled haaaa!!... From that moment, I knew this trip was going to be something I’d remember for a long time.

In the following days, cuddling became second nature. We’d hold each other like our lives depended on it. That was the period i actually knew baby girl has some very soft set of burst because ones or twice my hand would brush through them and they would respond instantly like soft pebbles.

One night, things escalated. Somehow in-between the cuddles, our lips found each other in the dark. The kiss was intense, and for a moment, I was swept up in it. I tried to pull away, reminding myself of the boundaries I had set, but she wouldn’t let go. It felt like we had being starving ourselves for weeks, and that kiss was the meal we couldn’t resist even if we tried. at some point I forcefully stood up, went to the bathroom and locked the door, hoping it would calm things down, but the fire was already lit.

I was in the middle of trying to figure out how to escape this when she knocked on the bathroom door. I was under the shower, water purring down my head, I was completely naked. My heart raced as she came in without even waiting for me to respond, and the next thing I knew, we were wrapped in each other arms again. Her night wares fell away from her like butter under the water, and it all spiraled from there. I bent her over the sink, and in that moment, everything I had held back disappeared. It felt like her temple had been waiting for me and all I needed to do was knock. A whole lot went on in the bathroom until we had to move our wet bodies to the bed for comfort, we continued in the room series of strokes like we had planned it from the very start, and trust me, the sound of our passion was loud enough for the neighbors to hear, now that i think of it, its possible that even the people in the reception must have heard because our room was just close to the reception and baby girls morn was loud as.. felt like she had not been with anyone in a very long while.

The next morning, I braced myself up for awkwardness, but it never came. We carried on like nothing had happened, just going about our day without having any sort of discussion concerning the night. As soon as night fell, the hunger returned. We fed that hunger every chance we got, especially on weekends when we’d celebrate our wins for the week with drinks and grilled meat. It was a wild ride from there on out till the end of that trip, different hotels different rooms different angles.

There was this week that we had to spend in a very tall hotel building that had a balcony and a chair that one could sit and take fresh air, I was sitting there one night when she came out to meet me, slip the shot that i was was putting on down and sat on my lap, moving up and down and it felt like i was in a different cloud, we were outside in the middle of the night but we just continued without fear that people from other buildings around the hotel my catch a glimpse.

The last night of our trip was the worse, we knew deep down that this would be our last night together and we had to celebrate surviving five weeks in a different location Surviving a job that we had never done before, we had to celebrate our win so we went out and bought suya, a lot of it and some alcohol, after we finished consuming our meal and drinks she went into the restroom to shower she asked that i joined her, we bated like we didn’t have anything in mind meanwhile in my mind i was already ready for the showdown, i came out first and laid on the bed without putting on any piece of clouting, when she came inside the room and saw how hard i already was she sat comfortably on it and the ride began!!!!!.. sweet days i would never forget in a hurry, we see ourselves in the office from time to time but we keep things professional, we never spoke about those night not even ones, even when we chat or speak on the phone, we became friends. we exchange pleasantries, share the occasional laugh, but what happened during that trip stayed there. Just like they say, what happens in Rome, stays in Rome. Cheers to those amazing days that i would cherish till the end of days.

Next Chapter: 2nd Trip to the South South