The next thing I heard was a resounding slap on her cheek, are you stupid? What were you girls doing in here that you locked the door and refused to open it? She asked her daughter, nothing mum, I was using the toilet when you were knocking and I begged Amaka to help me open it for you but she refused, she replied, amidst sobs. That was when sister Margaret turned to face me and I saw the shock register on her face when she noticed I was naked. Am sorry, sister Margaret, I heard you knocking but I was too weak to get up and open the door I said to her and walked to my wardrobe, bent over, pretending to be looking for what to wear in the lower drawers, making sure my asshole and pussy was very visible to both of them. I knew she was aware of what we were doing and it didnt scare me one bit, I was glad she found out this way. If she could molest another womans daughter, she should also expect such to happen to her daugter.

After what seemed like an eternity, she spoke, oya you, go downstairs and wait for me in the car she said to her daughter, while pushing her out of the room at the same time, after which she closed the door and locked it. Amaka, are you fucking my daughter? I pretended not to hear her, she walked up to me and pushed me so hard that I lost my balance and fell on the floor, answer me, you cheap prostitute. Are you fucking my daughter?

I quietly got up and laughed so hard, like I never did before, and I replied, see question o. Are you daft? Or has your bible blocked your sense of reasoning to not have noticed I was sucking her brains off before you disrupted us with your annoying presence. For your information, I have been fucking your daughter for long now and she cant seem to get enough of me. We fuck everytime we see, we have even fucked inside the school toilet. I think your daughter is already addicted to me, like mother like daughter. The apple obviously doesnt fall far from the.. I was still talking, when she slapped me so hard, and slapped me again before I could regain myself. There were tears running down her cheeks.

That was when I got angry and gave her a shove with a serious warning, bia nwanyi a, dont you ever lay hands on me again, I am not your daughter and you have no right to hit me, the next time you try this rubbish again, I will not only fuck your daughter, I will fuck your husband too, nonsense She opened her mouth to speak but words failed her. Then she knelt down and started begging me not to touch her daughter again, that she will do anything I want. She kept begging and crying, I was about to speak when someone knocked on the door, so I hurriedly dressed up and unlocked the door, it was my aunty looking puzzled, as she walked past me and into the room, sister Margaret had already sat down on the bed, wiping her tears.

Whats going on here? My aunty asked, I didnt know who she directed the question at, so I kept my mouth shut. Sister Margaret too, didnt say a word. Amaka, are you deaf? I said whats going on here? I was about to talk when sister Margaret spoke up, nne dont worry yourself, it has nothing to do with Amaka. Its my daughter that has started to disrespect me lately and am here talking to Amaka to help me advise her friend, because am losing it, I dont know what spirit has possessed that girl she finished and burst into another round of tears. I was shocked beyond words, at that moment, I realized that my aunty didnt even know she was still fucking me after both of them had me together, wow!

My aunty went and held her on the shoulder, consoled her with some biblical words and ended it by telling her to take the matter to the pastor, so that they would book her for deliverance, because her case is not ordinary. They both finalized and walked out of my room, I sat on my bed replaying all that just happened, while still planning my next move. I need to continue saving. I will make both of them pay dearly for molesting me and destroying my mindset about sex, now I have no interest in men, I couldnt imagine touching a man or allowing him come close to me.

An hour later, I was still in my room, when my phone rang and I looked at the screen, it was sister Margaret. I reluctantly picked and she started

To be continued.