I met two Americans at the club the other night with Tolani and Funmi. It obviously didn’t go down well with Tolani that Funmi and I chose to leave with the guys. Tolani didn’t have a choice. She had to come with us but she was careful not to sleep at all so that no one would invade her privacy. All of the brief excitement I had with Peter wouldn’t let me be normal again. It was the beginning of something beautiful that Dan wouldn’t indulge. The more alcohol I had, the more I wanted sex, and Funmi knew just where to get it as often and random as the urge demands. By the time I was having this conversation with my brother again, I lost count of how many random men I had been with. It was even more fun that I didn’t need their money and for that reason, they wanted me to stick around more than I wanted to. Tolani didn’t like it. I suspected she told Omololu about it.
“You would do anything?” I asked, raising a brow so mischievously.
“Just name it,” he insisted.
“Quit The Brotherhood.” … More Part 15: Quitters never give up