The day Sabrina's life was to change, she didn't expect it at all. This was on the last day of her NYSC camp and less than three hours later, the campground was already becoming emptier by the minute. It was as if the corpers couldn't wait to get out of the place and into their PPA.
Sabrina wasn't in that much of a hurry, she didn't see the need to rush because she wasn't planning to serve in the town she had been deployed to and was looking to redeploy. That was going to take some time, which was all the more reason she was relaxed. As things stood, she was planning to spend at least another night on the campground before returning home.
However, as the hours went by, she began to realize that staying back was not such a good idea. More people had gone by then and the campground was looking more and more desolate, sounding so quiet and looking so empty. Only the soldiers and traders at the market were around and a scattering of corpers were. Sadly, it was too late for her to hit the road, she decided then to spend the night and leave for Port Harcourt, the first thing the next morning.
As dusk fell, all was quiet around the camp. Every now and then, she heard footsteps as someone walked past her dorm. This was the only sign of life she had, other than that, it was as if she was the only human on the planet.
When night fell fully, she realized she didn't like the silence anymore. It was just too absolute and it was scary in a way, so she decided to use her phone to play music. Singing along and vibing to the hip hop pouring out of her phone speakers, she was finally able to distract herself from the fact that she was more or less alone.
About an hour later, she heard a knock on the door. It was locked, which was the only reason the person had not opened it at once. immediately, Sabrina passed the music, feeling her heart thud in her chest. A few seconds of silence passed and then the knock came again, this time around followed by a frantic voice, "I know you're in there, I can hear your music from my dorm. Please open up."
Sabrina swallowed as she heard the voice, it was a female voice, and even better, it was a familiar one. She immediately hurried over to the door to open it up and Lucy walked in, using one hand to hug her night robe to her body while using the other hand to brush hair out of her face. As she walked past, Sabrina swallowed as a whiff of Lucy's perfume hit her nose.
"I'm so happy it's you," Lucy muttered as she lowered herself into the bed. "I just can't cope anymore. I don't think I can sleep alone in this camp. I thought I was the only one that stayed back until I heard your music. Can I spend the night here with you?"
Sabrina was still at the door tongue-tied as she stared at Lucy. This was the first time she had seen the lady in something so skimpy. They met right here in camp and had never really connected except during the parade and whatnot. All the while, Lucy was always wearing her white shorts and white baggy polo which Sabrina realized now did a lot to hide just how perfect a creature Lucy was.
She was of medium height and light-skinned, her breasts sat high and firm under her night robe and as when she had swirled, Sabrina had seen that she had a medium ass. Really portable and sexy. She wondered if Lucy was naked underneath the robe.
"Sabrina?" Lucy said after a while. It was then she noticed she had been staring for way too long, she then gave a weak smile and finally left the door.
"Don't mind me, I'm just shocked that someone else is still in camp that's all. Why are you still around though?"
"I was supposed to be picked up by my boyfriend, but he had to go on a trip which he only told me of today. So, I'll leave myself tomorrow."
As she spoke, Sabrina couldn't tear her eyes away from Lucy's lips. It looked soft and puckered. Just as she liked it.
You see, not everyone knew this, but Sabrina had always liked girls. This was not something that could be said outside so easily, so she preferred to keep quiet about it and control herself whenever she had a girl crush. But now, seeing Lucy in the skimpy outfit in front of her, all she could think about was tearing the clothes off her and eating her up.
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