respective orientation camps across the country to prepare for their year-long
compulsory service to their fatherland.
Each time, this fact intrudes on my consciousness
I am transported in a flashback to my service days five years ago. My service
was indeed a very enjoyable once- in-a-lifetime experience. After the 21-day
orientation at the NYSC camp in Shagamu, I was posted to Ijebu North Local
Government in Ogun state, the Gateway State. My primary assignment was to teach
in one of the numerous secondary schools in Ijebu Igbo.
regimented lifestyle on the camp, we had real fun. I am not talking about Ijebu
Garri or plantain. What I mean is good fun – warts and all. If what happened in
my camp is universal, then one of the queer thing about corpers – the sudden
insatiable urge for s3x.
virus. Suddenly all the girls were on heat and the boys as h0rny as satyrs.
They took the service year as one last chance to indulge in s3xual experiment
or to break the shackles of inhibition instill in them as part of their
upbringing. There are stories of he-goat adventure, so were shameless exploits
by daughters of eve.
harem after being celibate for years, and the ladies, as if they had suddenly
found s3xual liberation.
that guy, How I wish I have him to myself…” and I blushed with shame. The
feeling of s3xual energy was ubiquitous so much so the camp seemed like one big
vineyard of s3xual where a harem of Domitilas are waiting to be serviced by the
er0tic rods of virile male corp members.
amongst friends. The chop-make-I-chop recycling among the randy males lasted
till the last day of the orientation. Sometimes, we’d catch some shameless
lovers making out on the field. It was so rampart I started wondering why my
fellow female corp members were falling so cheap to the demands of some s3x
opportunists, many of whom left their manners back at home when they were
embarking on the journey to serve their nation.
exchange of dirty words – I thought s3xual escapades were meant to be left in
the dark, barely whispered – well not on NYSC camps. Those of us who were too
naïve or too timid to join in the frenzy were reduced to spectators and were
satisfied with being entertained by our corpers who fight dirty over one randy
male or the other.
be at the embarrassing scene to watch the female corp members succumb to public
disgrace and fist combat. Men will always be men! For them, s3x is a game. On one occasion, me
and some of my mates from the same institution tried to talk to one of our
shameless colleague whom we felt was disgracing our institution with her
it for serious banging whenever she felt like it. End of story.
over to their place of primary assignment. I mean the schools where they were
posted where they found easy gullible victims. While the female became more
astute and resorted to underground runs, the males were the ones frequently
making the news. There was this case of a super stud corper who got three
secondary school students pregnant. He was serving in a neighbouring school.
How he managed to deceive the underage girls into opening their little holes
for him to penetrate with his mighty anaconda I could not fathom. When I first
heard about his misdemeanour, I kept asking myself, what were those little
girls looking for in the room of a corper,
dem no dey fear size?
novice nowadays when it comes to s3xual matters. Whereas some corpers are still
Otondo, many secondary school girls are already confirmed Sharon Stone when it
comes to eating the forbidden fruit. Big thanks to television, p0rnographic
films and magazines which are now for sale at every corner of the country. So
it makes the works of an Oliver Twist corper easier. If he is tall, handsome,
cool and friendly, then all he had to do is try to be a little friendly, play
the big brother to the more adventurous of the girls who need little or no
persuasion for him to use the “farming tool” dangling between his legs. Well,
“Let’s leave matter for Matthias”. I am not beefing male corpers. I am talking
generally about corpers’ s3xual hanky-panky.
case with a recent happening. My neighbour’s sister, Ngozi, was a victim of a
corper’s hanky-panky. The 16 year old was about to write her WAEC O Level exams
and this corper, newly posted to their school at Iyana Ipaja, was teaching them
Biology. He was also organizing extra mural where he was taking them on all
science subjects. He was described as nice. And a young, naïve and nubile Ngozi
yearned to get as close to him as her best friend, Ifeoma, who was already
getting premium attention from the Ramsey Nouah-look alike corper.
the corpers’ lodge to assist him wash his clothes and fetch water for him. She
craved his attention in return. She did that the first day, it worked. The
second time, she went to the extent of preparing his meals. In time, Corper
Clement started “liking” her too. He began to show her similar affection he
showered on her other friends. At a time, Ngozi and her friend, Ifeoma, who
were very good friends, had a clash. But nobody knew the cause of the strife.
Nevertheless, they both continued to be in the good book of the corper.
they commence their exams, but not before sowing his wild oat in their bellies.
This happened last year. Another girl, a third victim was later discovered. Due
to shame, Ngozi was unable to write her exams, because her belly was
protruding. What happened to the corper? Don’t ask me, because remembering the
episode gets me annoyed.
about this? NYSC camp will soon be thrown open and another cycle of sexual
shenanigan will start again. And another set of dreadful corpers would go about
dipping their rods in every available hole. Let’s hope some gullible minors
will not be their victims this time around.