Being His SEX Doll Episode 18
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👩❤️💋👩 Being His SEX Doll EPISODE EIGHTEEN: 💞
Mama G struggled to breathe as the massive truck sat atop her. She instantly gave up the ghost.
People began rushing to the scene to see if she would survive, but her car became engulfed in a wildfire alongside the truck.
Before the firefighters arrived at the location. The two cars had already been burned beyond recognition; no one will survive.
Once the fire had completely subsided, firefighters arrived on the scene and extinguished it. They carried Mama G’s burned body to the firetruck 🚒..
CHILDREN’S HOME ORPHANAGE
All of the caregivers stood in fear, their heads bowed to the ground.
An angry young man of about 32 years stood before them with a sullen expression.
“For the last time, I will ask you all where Hosanna is.” He roared.
But they keep silent.
“Am I not speaking to a full blooded human?” He smack.
Making them shudder even more in fear.
“Hosanna has been gone for almost a year!” Ashley, the head of the caregivers, responded.
“Oh, wow!” Bravo, Hosanna has been gone for almost a year.” He mimicked her.
“So, what did you do about it?” He inquired.
“We tried to stop her that day, but she ran away; we assumed she was just being childish and would return home like the prodigal son…” One of the caregivers responded.
“Enough of your rants; I left five hundred children in your care, but you were unable to care for them; Hosanna fled, and you were unable to pursue her; I make certain to pay you all well; I provide enough food ingredients and provisions solely for their sake. I made sure there were enough beds for them.
And all you could do was feed them once a day and have three or four of them share a small portion of food, stacking five or six of them in a small bed. And sold the rest of the food and matrass out for your own gain, huh?” He spoke with a heavy heart and disappointment.
He is Mikel, a handsome young man. He was a poor guy who could not even afford to attend university. All he completed was his grade 12.
One day, as he was going from trash can to trash can trying to find his daily ration of bread, he was searching the street for metal that he could sell at the iron condemned site. When he happened to come across a baby bundled inside a box of noodles.
He would not have known there was a child in the box if it were not for the child’s incessant cries. He kept all the metals he had gathered earlier that day and began fleeing the dump site. However, as he fled, the baby’s helpless wail kept drawing him back.
TO Be Continued
