First class life of eko girls

"Three things,bitch" Uju said to me as she applied a thick coat of magenta lip gloss.
She fixed her hair a bit in the mirror before turning around to face me.
Her eyes, they were a light shade of blue today, stared straight at me,like she could see my soul.
Damn...i hated contacts.

'One, ALWAYS be the one making him want you, never be after him, no matter how hot he is,never show him you want him, Lagos boys will pay triple for a hard to get chick' Uju then paused dramatically like she was waiting for me to take mental notes.
When she seemed satisfied, she continued talking.

"Two, never let him know your story. This includes why you became a prostitute, where you live, if you go to school and all that shit. He is only allowed to know your first name and your number, you should have a personal number and one that you use for work..it makes you untracable'

She then paused again.
It was obvious Uju loved to talk.
She possessed a charismatic aura that made things happen just by the sound of her voice, she enjoyed being listened to and demanded full attention.

"Three, never ever in this entire journey, should you allow yourself to fall in love..never!!! This is why you shouldn't let the same nigga have you more than thrice, understood? '' she said sending me a pointed look.

I nodded my head, not only to Uju but to myself thinking yes bitch...it starts today.

Ndidi had no problem following the set of rules she was given except the third which might as well be the hardest thing she has ever done.

Warning: Contains sexual scenes, mature innuendos, swearing and mild violence and sensitive thoughts.