Wasiu laid in wait patiently by the bush path, early in the morning, for his prey, Aduke. He had been embarrassed too many times. On two occasions, he had been slapped by the stubborn but fascinating beauty, and had been mocked and laughed at by his friends. Wasiu smiled a devilish smile as he recalled how much he had been humiliated. He must have her, and today was definitely not passing him by.
He raised his head inches high and quickly sank back into the bush when he sighted Aduke coming. She was going to the distant market as was usual of her on Wednesdays, and she looked incredibly beautiful in her mini satin gown. A libidinous surge rose from within him. Wasiu closed his eyes, as he clutched the flap of his trousers, feeling his hardness. He then positioned himself, ready for attack.
Wasiu grabbed Aduke from behind, throwing her to the ground before she could realize what was going on. His heavy punch on her left cheek killed every scream Aduke wanted to let out. Her strength was no match to his. He speedily yanked off her pants and began to unzip. He was about to thrust when warm semi-watery faeces splashed all over him. Wasiu paused, and observed. Aduke had messed up herself and messed him up as well. Wasiu was stiffened by the unbearable smell of shit, he wrinkled his nose while staring at himself. Several parts of his body had been splashed with shit, including his manhood which went limp with immediate effect. His face contorted into a very strong frown. In total irritation, he casted a burning stare at Aduke, clenching his fist. He raised his fist to smash her face, but the heavy footsteps of the approaching men interrupted him.
Wasiu was caught. He made to escaped but the three men were too close to loose him. He was dealt severe punches and beaten with sticks.
The rest of the day was horrible for Wasiu, as he spent the remaining hours fuming and cursing, and groaning under the pains from the severe beating he had recieved.