Talks

OTIS.

She was surprised to realize that within a few minutes of hearing the sound of someone being slapped, the noise of some serious sex was what followed. Somehow they didn't look like a couple to her.

As she sat in the living room hearing all the moaning from the lady, she didn't know when she started fondling her boobs. And before she realized what she was doing, her fingers were inside her vagina as she aggressively tried to bring herself to orgasm.

The whole rough and hard sex going on inside that room turned her on more than she could have imagined. Remembering the events of the previous night when she had two different penises in her vagina and later one in her ass, she experienced an orgasm so intense that she spilled a whole lot of her juice on the couch. Fearing that she would have moaned out very loud, she had folded a good amount of the robe material into her mouth.

Thank goodness it was a leather seat because her juice had gushed out like a fountain onto the couch. She had collapsed on the couch feeling dizzy with hazy eyes when she realized they were through. She quickly got up, cleaned the spilled juice from the couch with her robe, and ran into her room leaving the leather bag and its contents behind. She shut the door with so much force which happened to be an indication of her fear of being caught by them, especially by the lady.

Her late mistress, though evil was very much approachable and preferable to this unpredictable pretty woman. Collapsing on the bed, she didn't know when she slept off. Thanks to her orgasm.

It was around 3:pm when she heard the sound of the door to her room being opened she woke up. Looking to see who the intruder was, she was pleasantly surprised to see the woman come in with the leather bag.

She immediately sat up on the bed adjusting her robe to cover up her cleavage. She watched the lady who was now dressed in baggy shorts and a polo shirt take the seat by the dressing table. "You left this behind," Max said dropping the leather bag on the table.

Otis said nothing but stared blankly at her.

"So are you exactly from Cantina or somewhere else in the region?" Max asked turning to face the girl.

"I'm from Cantina" Otis replied

Speaking to Cantinan, she asked her "From which village?"

Otis' eyes almost fell out of their sockets when she heard the lady speak her language. Responding she said "My dad is from Bruges town and my mom is Big Qua"

"So you're a full-bred Cantina girl. Well, I'm from Salva Road in Ontfe but I grew up in Bruges town in Cantina" Max said looking away from the girl as she tried to hide the little smile and memories of her childhood in Bruges town.

The visibly elated Otis replied "Really, I grew up around Abot-lane before my parents moved to Satellite town, about three years ago after dad was appointed CMD and built our residence. It was during my secondary school days in Federal Girls..."

The mention of satellite town by the girl reminded her of where she dropped her daughter about 19 years ago and her mood changed again. In changing the topic she switched back to English and asked the girl "So what do you plan on doing to your friend who sold you out when you get back?

Otis immediately recognized the tone in the lady's voice. Looking at the woman without saying anything, she wondered how easy it was for the lady to smile one minute and get mean the next second without showing any sign of pretense.

"I'm told you shot a man in the head?" she added when the girl said nothing.

Looking down she nodded saying "Yes"

"And because of that, you think you can just put another bullet in your friend's head? It seems to me you were under the influence of the drug put in your drink when you pulled the trigger?" she asked indicating that the situation that prompted her to shoot the man was different now

"I don't know. But Sola can't just die like that and she has to pay for everything she made me pass through" she replied breaking down in tears.

"So that's the reason you agreed to work with us? Do you know how dangerous the things we do are?" Max asked her again.

With her head still down as she sobbed, Otis nodded in agreement.

"I need vocal answers young lady and not head movements" Max raised her voice infuriated with Otis for nodding her head.

"Yes ma" she managed to say still not looking up.

"So what's the plan? How do you intend to make her pay? You don't think she'll be on the guard and might wanna finish you off the moment she realizes you're back in town?" she asked wondering if the girl understood what she was thinking she could do.

"I.." she was cut short.

"Miss, you look at me when you address me!" she added.

"I.." she began to reply looking up at the lady when the woman cut her short again.

"Stop crying, young woman. I believe you don't intend to cry before her" she said calmly this time around.

Drying her tears with the back of her hands, she sniffed severally before regaining her composure. Then she began "I intend to act normal around her. Since we became closer just before my abduction and with Sola dead, I'll make her believe she's the only friend and confidant I have. She's Bi, so I'll try to seduce her which I'm certain she'll fall for because I'll make it look as if I and Sola had always been sexual partners that just knew how to cover and hide our dark side" She paused to see if the lady was buying it.

"Go on" Max instructed,

"With what your husband said…"

"He's not my husband" Max interrupted her.

"Sorry" Otis replied confusedly

Chuckling at the fact that the girl apologized because she said he wasn't her husband, she just said "Go on"

"He talked about getting information about her organization and how they operate. I'll make my affair and bond with her so strong and possibly involve myself in some of their activities to buy her trust. She wouldn't suspect and then I'll strike when she least expects" She said hoping it sounded convincing.

"When you talk about being involved in their activities, you mean you'll also get other girls kidnapped and sold off if not possibly killed just to find the perfect time to take vengeance on, what's her name again?" she asked Otis?

"Monalisa" she revealed

"Oh, Monalisa?. Don't you think the girls you cross would also seek your head for vengeance?" she asked in a bid to explain to the young lady things don't always go the way one plans and hopes especially in their line of business

"I don't know. But I do not wish to force people to do anything they don't want…."

"Young lady, forget about vengeance. You should be thankful to your God you are still alive. Live your life, if the opportunity for vengeance presents itself, you take it. But don't go around carrying so much hate in you. And if I were you, I'd still be careful of Monalisa" Max said. With that, she stood up and was about to leave the room when Otis asked her a question.

"Why did you leave Cantina?"

The question took her by surprise and she paused, turned to stare at the girl for some seconds before asking" And who said I left Cantina?"

"You didn't seem happy talking about your home, and at a point, you changed the topic. You reverted to English even when I responded in Cantinan. It all seemed to me you're not happy identifying with the place and your people" Otis replied her having taken note of the fact that even when she mentioned she was from Cantina earlier on, the lady didn't act like she gave a damn.

"Get in the shower and get dressed, we're going out for dinner you and me. He'll pick you up first thing tomorrow morning for your trip back home" she replied in Cantinan.

"What about him?" Otis asked being conscious of the fact that the woman didn't answer her question meaning her observation about her having some issues was definitely in line.

"He's gone back to his wife and kids, any more questions?" she asked with a straight face.

"No ma" Otis replied in defeat

"Now go get ready, we're going out. And brush that hair of yours. You look like a mad woman" With that she closed the door behind her.