The unstoppable Achiever - Episode 2

 

At the exhibition venue..

Sammy's POV

It was my turn to present my artwork to the dignitaries including the United States secretary of States who was also attending the exhibition as a guest. I had to do my best and at the end, the presentation was  applauded.

This attracted admirers, one of which was a lady.

"Hello ! my name is Sandra, Sandra Stevens. Your presentation was nice"She said politely, with indication of  a liking for me.

"Thank you Miss Sandra"  Sammy responded

"Can I have your holograph please".She held a piece of notebook for me to sign.

"You know what, I grew up in Nigeria..Did you say you are from there"

"Yes I am" I responded.

…"and you did all this painting with just one hand"

I paused , thinking, What the naughty spoiled brat was  trying to say? Then I remembered Americans are very blunt.

" Yes of course, people don't paint with both hands . I may not have two hands, but my right hand is ok. I do everything with it, Remember broken crayon still paints good pictures" I said

"What a pity" Sandra said

"What's that?" I said, looking at her inquiringly. 

" Nothing, I was just thinking how you take your bath with one hand " , she said

I was really angry within me and I felt like giving her a punch on her cheek, but restrained and smiled instead.  In a mode of prevarication, I pointed at one of the paintings on the wall.

" Oh Yea , I saw that too , nice painting" she said.

"Mr Samuel" she called

"Sorry  Sammy" , I corrected her

"Ok, Mr Sammy, can we have lunch together"? she asked.

" When"? I asked.

"Now of course"

 I was shocked. What is this loquacious lady trying to do...liking me already?  I didn't have enough money on me to accommodate any unnecessary expenses

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. I thought of asking her ( na who go pay?) ...who will foot the bill. On second thought, as a smart guy, I said.

"Miss Sandra, I'm not particularly keen on having lunch now, as a matter of fact,  going to my hotel to freshen up after a long day , is what I really want now"

" Don't worry Sammy, I want to give you lunch in my Dad's hotel. You will move in there afterwards from where you are " she said 

Choo! My eyes bulged.....just like I thought, well, if she will pay, then I should play along but not give in easily yet.

" Well Sandra, I said, I'm fagged out. But since you said  you'll drop me off no problem." I tried to play it a bit safe prompting her to repeat what she said earlier. 

"  Sammy , hear me well, after giving you lunch on me, we will drive to your hotel, pick your things and move to my hotel. That's where you will lodge until your day of departure of you don't mind" 

Assurance gotten !,Assurance gotten !! I screamed within me "Ok , Sandra, if that's what you want, let's hit the road" I said to her but without showing excitement.

That was how I ended up in Sandra's place and met the father……

Meanwhile as we drove along my thought rages.What?  Is this a mistake or an open door to a blissful life in America with an American family? My head aches. I didn't come for this and by now I should be thinking of packing my bags for home since the exhibition has ended. Here I am going to a girls place in far away America.

After dinner that night ,Sandra drove me to my hotel as promised. I packed my things to her father's hotel. It was a Porsche looking place. She detailed an attendance for me specifically in case I needed anything and a car to take me to anywhere I wanted. It was a well planned hotel with exquisite furnishings and the  rooms were like presidential suites , very magnificent. She put me in a very spacious room as well, with all amenities of a living apartment. I knew she was interested in me, but I never knew she could go that extent to host me. Why was she so interested in me? 

Days were drawing by for me to leave the States for Nigeria and we were just good friends. She didn't hide her other side...the character I mean. Possessive, stern and authoritative. Her kindness however overrides all her weaknesses which on second thought one could overlook...really? Well so I thought so

 Since I was lodging in the hotel, I usually come out to stay with her or the father and  give a helping hand in the running of the place. I virtually knew how to do most of the things there. Sincerely, I wished I wasn't  going back to Nigeria.

We were close, sometimes we would sneak into my room to have a quicky.

 She was good in bed and needed it very hard and hot, an insatiable horse.

Being a strict disciplinarian, she wouldn't stay the night with me in my hotel room.

 One day ,I mustered up courage and did the needful.

"Sandra, will you marry me" I said, not concluding on anything.

 She paused, examined me as I was just out from a package. I was confused. But waited.

Suddenly, she jumped on my neck and screamed " yes, yes, yes"!

"Yes what," I pretended

She screamed. "I will marry you"

Right there, we went to her Father on the upper floor  and told him. He already liked me so it wasn't a difficult case to handle him, though he gave me his mind and blessings concerning our union.He consented and I engaged her with a ring right there.

 On the day of my departure, they paid for my flight, gave me enough money to my amazement. I was treated like a Prince.They  made arrangements for me to come back to the States after some months in Nigeria.