The Arrangement
Cousin Obibi, Ph.D vs Princess Nne of the Ugep
By Deacon

Nne: I cannot believe we are having this conversation!
Obibi: Well we are and this is happening so let’s work it out
Nne: NO!
Obibi: Why not?
Nne: Because it’s primitive, antiquated and medieval
Obibi: Maybe but you are willing to encourage me into a loveless marriage at the behest of my parents and yours!
Nne: Oh that’s different!
Obibi: How?!..cousin Nne listen; OKO loves you but your parents and his parents agree that he can’t marry you because he would be weak under you and would spoil you. That is why he likes you he sees you as a strong Lioness and he sees me as a kitten.(she said dropping her head slightly)
Nne: You don’t know that… (she said unconvincingly)
Obibi: I do
Nne: How
Obibi: He told me to my face…Nne: Oh….

The Arrangement
Cousin Obibi, Ph.D vs Princess Nne of the Ugep
Nne: Ok so how shall we do this; how many rounds and how many falls? {Ugep Ykruo wrestling in modern times was purely a sport ; combatants would engaged each other in a tight collar and elbow lock, bent a waste then wrench each other until one lost her footing and was slung to her back losing the fall or the match}
Obibi: No, we do it old school…
Nne: Preposterous! Old school is to the death!
Obibi: Not that far back silly; I’m talking “a Sleeper Match”; no clawing, biting, gouging or striking. Only slamming, squeezing, pressing, and butting.
Nne: Now tell me what we are to accomplish by slamming each other about until one of us goes to sleep again?
Obibi: Oko is in awe of you, he thinks you are Super Girl; so he is intrigued by you on the other hand he thinks I am the opposite. If I could make at least a good showing against you in a match maybe he will more than tolerate me in the marriage. Who knows he might grow to love me one day….They hugged and then planned the rest of the match.

The Arrangement
Cousin Obibi, Ph.D vs Princess Nne of the Ugep
Only four people were in attendance Nne{38-24-40}, Obibi{34-24-38}…(both a striking 5’11”), Oko{a 6’2” slender young dark skinned man with the look of a collegiate point guard} as the observer and me as the referee. The attire was simple and traditional…. butt naked..Love it when we get in touch with our roots ;-)
They stood face to face; the cousins interlaced their fingers gripping the backs of the other’s neck, bending over at the waste then fought to topple the other over to the deck to gain the advantage. Their legs were spread a bit more than shoulders length apart in a tripod-like position both seeking to maintain their individual stances as they pressed with the vigor of their prodigious, well formed legs and thighs. The force emanating from their beautiful buttocks caused picturesque striations from their lower backs to their shoulder blades and the sweat glazed bodies glistened under the stadium-like lighting.
Taxing each other severely their lower extremities began to jolt and wobble from their ripened glutei through their well-formed thighs down to their robust calves. Slowly they sunk to their knees flexing grunting and expelling windy suspiration of breath almost to the point of hyperventilating. Adjusting their grips they cranked each other’s necks with chin and crown headlock contorting their lovely Nubian faces while they cursed in a battle driven patois seasoned with blood mingled with blood, English, French, and their tribal language.

The Arrangement
Cousin Obibi, Ph.D vs Princess Nne of the Ugep
In the grappling fray they turned each other upward their massive juicy nipples pointing toward the covered sky while their fortitude was palpable by their exuberant eight-pack epigastria. Eventually they both caught their second wind and arose to their original stances; not as sturdy mind you but just as determined. Nne was thicker and a bit stronger so she pressed her cousin back and Obibi responded by using her force against her; Obibi swiftly trapped Nne’s head and arm in a top choke{constricting the corroded with Obibi’s own arm} headlock{crushing Obibi’s head at the temple } then rolled and rested on her side. Nne responded with a figure four thigh lock to Obibi’s torso, constricting her each time she exhaled and popping a rib with each constriction. Neither would release the other until one gave out and ceased movement so they grunted hissed moaned, flexed, squeezed ,humped and leaked until one cough quivered and exhaled…Nne picked up her cousin and shook her like a victorious pit bull would shake a fallen foe then gently lay her unconscious onto the deck; I then raised her hand in victory. Princess Nne thought the match would be easier but to her pleasant surprise Obibi gave her the fight of her life; she was proud. Looking at her future in-law she pointed as she stood tall wet and glistening , chest heaving and epigastria showcasing her magnificent abdomen over Obibi the sleeping battle worn beauty and said in a loud voice “This a wife of honor! She is truly Ugep Kepu of the Yakö People!” …an obviously impressed and excited sweat drenched Oko nodded his head and smiled in agreement. Deacon