My eyes searched the hall for the general while I left, but the fellow was nowhere to be found. He must have taken the two ladies he replaced me with to bed, who knows, another set of women will rush into the restroom with more c*m on their lap, and, as for the minister of education, I hope so much to begin with her.
“Ma’am, the general left you something.” The lady who pressed a tag to my cloth earlier said as I approached the door.
“What?” I asked.
“Here.” She passed an envelope to me.
I tore open the envelope and slipped its contents out of it. it was a cheque and an invitation to his place. He claimed he wanted to make donations to my charity organization. I smiled and winked at the lady.
“Thanks for keeping this for me,” I said and used the door.
I walked past the
