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  • The Lost Princess (Episode 1)

    The Lost Princess (Episode 1)

    The Lost Princess Episode 1

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    🧝👾 The Lost Princess Episode ONE:

    “Geez does this dmn car have to stop now?” Annabelle whined,”what am I going to do now?” She picked up her phone and called her mum

    Mum the dmn car just broke down now and I will be late for the interview” she said to her mum on the other line

    “Language Anabelle” ,her mother warned, “sweet, you don’t have to cvrse”

    “Sorry mum” she apologized “but what am i gonna do now?”

    “Sweet, text me the address of your location I will call the engineer now”

    I think am somewhere around lekki phase 11?

    “Ok love” , she hangs up

    She glanced at her wrist watch, “what? She exclaimed “oh my gosh am late already”

    Anabelle was clad in a black office trouser and a cream colored shirt together with a camisole flats, she got inside the car change her flats to a snicker ,pack up her hair,she then pick up her files and check her phone for the direction of the company when she realize that it was not far she started running.

    She placed a call to her mom to inform her that she has left the car.

    “Sunshine, have left the car there, give the engineer the spare key am off to the company”

    “Ok honey , what are you doing now?”

    “Trust me sunshine,am running”

    “And what did I tell you about this running of a thing, it’s not as if you want to run for the country”

    “Sunshine, am late and I can’t help it,love you and catch you later”

    Anabelle finally pulled to a stop at the front of MHC, she didn’t spare the building a glance before she rushed in .

    THE LOST PRINCESS : EPISODES 1-10

    Buzz Buzzz

    “Hello,dad”

    “Max do you want me to kick your ass out of that bed? What the hell is wrong with you? Huh? You have to send that bitch out of your bed”

    “Dad? Can’t I live my life again?”

    “Indeed you want to live your life, huh who is going to interview the applicants?

    “Dad the MD is there to do the job”

    Son are you nuts, you are the CEO for God sake” he yelled

    “And? Max asked sarcastically

    “You won’t question my authority young man, anyway I give you five minutes to get yourself and that bch out of your bed or else, you know me, don’t you?” his father threatened

    “Ok dad I give up”

    “Bye” he said and hung up

    Max turned to the na.ked lady sleeping beside him

    ” Hey you have to get up now” he said

    “No dude, just one more round” the lady replied looking at max seductively.

    “If you love your life, you will get your a$s out of the dmn bed” he threatened

    “Oops max don’t be harsh” she replied laughing

    ” Just get your fking self out of my bed” he warned again.

    Max was born to the famous Janice and Deborah Anderson one of the most richest couples in Nigeria.

    Max was their only son, being the only son he took over the company MAC (Max Anderson and co) when he was twenty four years apart from being the CEO of this company, he’s also the CEO of the famous Lawson’s and shares company.

    Max is a chronic play boy, he doesn’t believe in love, but sometimes he’s confused about life, he believes that he’s going to find someone who will love him unconditionally.

    Although he doesn’t have any emotional attachment with all the girls he slept with but he do treat them nicely.

    Well he has dated many girls but he hasn’t seen the one after his heart, they are either after his money or just for him to have sx with them, well he doesn’t care about all this he still try to make the relationship work but he always end up being the j.erk.

    He hurriedly dressed up so that he can beat up time cause he doesn’t know what his dad will do to him, he was already on his way out when he remembered that Celia was still inside his room.

    He entered inside his room only to find celia still na.ked on the bed

    “Bch” he muttered “celia what’s this for?”

    Celia stood up and walked towards him se..ductively ,”Max please just one more round”she whispered softly placing a hand on his shoulder

    “Celia please” he begged, “you know what, when I come back we’ll continue from where we stopped” he winks at her.

    But Celia didn’t listen,she continues caressing his body,this made him to be irritated.

    “You bch, get your filthy hands off me, enough is enough, ok get dressed and get the h’ll out of my house”

    ” Gosh max, did you just say that to me? It’s unfair” she replied crying.

    Though he didn’t give a dmn about the girls he sleeps with but he doesn’t like seeing tears of any of the female gender, he groans inwardly.

    No this is not going to work today he thought , ” Celia get your clothes and get out of here now” he yelled but Celia was unfazed.

    He took one of his shirt from his closet angrily,wore it on her, took his car keys and shove her out of the house.

    “Here is your money,I don’t want to see you here again” he warned.

    His car pulled over in front of his company, and he stood at the reception greeting his staff, Although he was late he was unfazed, he knew the interview couldn’t start without him.

    He matched slowly to the conference room ,then suddenly something bumped into him,then he heard an angelic voice or was he what he thought?.

    TO Be Continued

  • My Virgin Girlfriend (Episode 1)

    My Virgin Girlfriend (Episode 1)

    My Virgin Girlfriend Episode 1

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    đŸ‘« My Virgin Girlfriend Episode ONE: 💞

    (đŸ‘šâ€â€ïžâ€đŸ’‹â€đŸ‘š BABY )

    🔞Charlie's POV 🔞

    “Come on baby” I hushed as I slammed my lips on hers.

    She took two steps backwards and her back hit the elevator.

    I slid my finger into her short miniskirt and started fingering her.

    She moaned into my mouth as we kissed roughly, her hands wrapped tightly around my neck.

    I slid in two more fingers into her p***y making it three fingers and her moans became more loud.

    She tilted her head backwards disengaging from the kiss as she moaned in extreme pleasure.

    “Oh my CB, you’re..so so good” she moaned out, eyes closed.

    “Yea, I know right, want more?” I asked increasing the pace of my moving finger.

    “Ye…of course” she stuttered a bit and leaned back to kiss me but unfortunately the elevator stopped and opened.

    “Damn! why now?” I groaned at the elevator as I removed my finger from her and she dressed herself properly.

    “See you at 7:00pm tonight, land mall hotel” I whispered to her before stepping out to meet my manager who was already starring at us knowing fully well what had just happened between us too.

    I headed straight to the restroom in that particular floor to wash my hands ignoring my manager who was saying whatever sh*t behind me.

    I got into the restroom, turned on the tap there and washed off the sweet p***y scent off my hand.

    I starred at the mirror as I did that.

    A smirk formed at the corner of my lips when I saw how handsome I looked.

    Is there anyone as cute as me? I thought and chuckled.

    Then left the restroom afterwards to bomb into my manager who was waiting at the entrance of the restroom.

    “What were you doing with her at the elevator? What happened between you two? She looks as if she just won a lottery” mike asked even if he knew what had possibly happened.

    He just likes hearing me narrate stories to him. I don’t no if he’s actually a man or a woman considering how he enjoys gist.

    “The usual mike, what do you wanna hear again?” I replied then asked.

    “I just..I wanna know if you’re done with her or you’re gonna continue from where you stopped so I can reserve a hotel room for you two” he replied.

    “Well you can, at 7:00pm” I replied him and he chuckled as we headed to the garage so I could get home.

    I haven’t set my eyes on my sweetheart all day, I know she must be searching for me by now.

    If you’re wondering who am referring to then know its my daughter.

    Yup, my four years old sweet daughter.

    I have been busy with recording all day here in CB recording company.

    Well, CB is the short form of my name so this company is actually mine.

    I’m wealthy, I have wealthy parents who supports me in anything.

    So I’m the most luckiest person on earth, I could have anything I wish at any minutes.

    Its been like this for me since I came to earth.

    I got closer to my limo and the guards standing around it quickly opened the door for me and I got in. My manager got in and sat facing me in the limo as we drove out of the company.

    👗 Rosanna's POV 👗

    “Baby girl, I heard CB is gonna be performing a live show next month, I’m so so excited about that” my best friend and colleague said full of energy as she stayed and watched me cook in the kitchen.

    “Really?” I asked turning the pan which contains scrambled eggs on fire.

    “Yes babe and the bigger news is…guess” she said then paused.

    “Come on Tara, I don’t like stressing my brain just head straight to the point, tell me” I replied her pouting.

    “Okay okay, I’m so excited to say this, I heard CB is gonna be coming to our modelling company next week” she revealed then ran and embraced me from behind.

    “Wow, really?” I asked smiling.

    “Yes babe, do you no what that means? Its means I’m gonna be seeing him at a very close range and I might possibly happen to be one of the ladies that might catch his attention.”

    “Geez,I’m gonna go shopping so he’ll notice me before that day, I can’t wait” she continued talking and talking.

    I turned off the gas cooker and dished out all the cooked meals, then carried them on a tray and left for the dinning while she followed.

    “Are you gonna follow me to shopping babe? You also need to look pretty you no?” She asked after a while.

    “No Tara, I’m saving my money up alright, I don’t have much money to waste” I replied her and she rolled her eyes.

    “Even for the Prince charming? Well if you agree and follow me, I’ll get you a very pretty dress too, just follow me please?” She pleaded sitting across the dinning facing me.

    “Well, if you say so, I’m always available for free shopping” I replied and she laughed.

    “Spoiled brat” she slapped my arm and said.

    “Ouch, but that’s the truth, I love free stuff” I said then got up and left to get water from the fridge.

    “Hurry up Ros, we don’t wanna attend the showcase late, hurry up” I heard her voice ring from the dinning.

    👟 Charlie's POV 👟

    The car drove into my private quarters and I came down immediately without waiting for the guards to open the door for me, I already sitted my angel sitting at the balcony looking out in space.

    How I hate seeing her lonely.

    I hastened up my pace along the staircase totally ignoring the numerous greetings from the maids then I went to her at the balcony.

    “Sweetheart” I called and immediately squatted down to her.

    “Why are you here alone”? I asked but she didn’t turn to stare at me.

    “Baby, what is it? Did anyone offend you?” I asked turning her to face me.

    She was holding unto a pink teddy tightly and that’s the reason I can’t get hold of her hands

    “Come on, why are you here alone?” I asked for the third time and she finally blinked.

    “Where is my mommy?” She asked taking me by surprise.

    “Your..your mom?” I asked my voice coming out weakly.

    “Yes, where is she?” She answered and asked.

    “Baby..why are you suddenly asking me about her? I thought we have talked about this a long time ago” I said to her.

    “No, we haven’t, I heard you and mom aren’t together, is that true?” She asked and I opened my mouth to talk but couldn’t think of any reasonable thing to say.

    “Is it true?” She asked again.

    “Um sweetheart, where did you hear that from?” I asked trying to divert the question.

    “I heard it from one of the maids, they were whispering it amongst themselves and I think what they are saying is true because I don’t even no how my mom looks like” she replied sounding really bitter which only got me angry.

    Who is the useless bit*h? Where are they? I thought and stood up on my feet.

    “I’m coming, stay here and wait for me” I replied trying my best not to show how angry I was then I got up, I’m so gonna deal with them.

    All of them! I thought angrily and left to look for the head worker.

    TO Be Continued

  • Pregnant Virgin (Episode 1)

    Pregnant Virgin (Episode 1)

    Pregnant Virgin Episode 1

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    đŸ’žđŸ€° Pregnant Virgin Episode ONE:

    (đŸ‘« Pregnant For A Prince ❀)

    Zoey’s Pov:

    “Mother! Mother, I’m back!” I called at the top of my voice as I entered into the house with the heavy carton of supplies.

    I got to the dining and heaved a huge sigh of relief as I kept it down on the table.
    Gosh! This was damn heavy!!

    “Zoey!” I heard mum call and turned to see her coming in from the kitchen.

    “You’re back”.

    “Yeah – I’ve been calling you for ages now” I said, wiping off sweats from my face.

    “Oh! So, how was it? Were you able to get the supplies?” She asked as she got to where I was and opened the carton.

    “Yeah” I muttered and checked the time.
    Oops! It was getting pretty late and Mandy might be here any moment from now.

    “Uh
I’ll just leave you to it, mum. I need to get ready now” I said and tried scurrying off.

    “Zoey” she called back my attention and I turned to look at her.

    “Are you still going for that party?” She asked, looking a bit worried.

    “Of course, mum! Its Donna’s birthday party. What’s wrong?” I asked, confused and she sighed.

    “You see, Zoey. I’m not just comfortable with this night party. I mean, I understand Zoey’s a close friend, but
why must she hold a party in the night?”

    “Because birthday parties are held at nights. Mum!” I laughed, but she didn’t even crack.

    “Zoey” she called calmly.
    “The truth is, I had a dream
a..a bad dream. And in that dream, you got pregnant. I really don’t know what happened but, you were really pregnant. And that’s the reason I’m scared about this so called party because you’ll be staying out late and there’ll be boys and
”

    “Mum!” I cut in, laughing.

    “What on earth are you talking about? Its just a dream, okay? I’m not getting pregnant. I mean, I don’t even have a boyfriend, not even a crush. So
relax. I’m not getting pregnant anytime soon” I said and laughed again because it sounded really funny.

    “Well, you can laugh all you want. But let me warn you, Zoey. If you dare get pregnant at this tender age of 21, I’ll personally kill you” she said sternly, making me think she was actually serious.
    Huh?

    But then, she chuckled and ruffled my hair.

    “Just be careful, okay? That’s all I’m trying to say” she said and started bringing out things from the carton.

    “Of course” I mumbled and hurried off to my room.
    *
    *
    Okay; so, I’m Zoey Scott – 21 years old and the only precious child of my mum. My dad. Us late actually. So, yeah. I’m all she’s got.

    I’m done with high school but unfortunately, I don’t have enough cash to further my education. For now, mum and I are trying all we can to make it possible.

    As I stood under the shower, I couldn’t help but think about mum’s words – the dream.

    At some point, I laughed.

    How could she possibly say I got pregnant? I mean, that’s far from possible. There’s no way I’m getting pregnant. I’m still a virgin for God sake! I wonder why she’s been thinking that much.

    When I was done bathing, I returned to the room wore on my short red gown. Then, reached for my blue heels.

    Hmm

    I went to the mirror to brush my hair and in the process, a knock came upon the door.

    “Mum?” I called, still looking into the mirror.

    “Don’t tell me you’re not done” I heard her tiny voice as she opened the door and came in.

    Mandy.

    “Yeah – I’m done, okay?” I rolled my eyes as I packed my hair in a fine ponytail.

    “Do you know what the time is, Zoey? You’re so slow. I knew you were gonna be the reason I go late” she grumbled and I just chuckled.

    Well, Mandy was a close friend from high school. I wouldn’t really call her a best friend – I mean, I’m scared of the word “best”.

    So, I’ll just call her a close friend.

    I turned to look at her when I was done with my hair.

    “Hmm. You’re looking sweet” I complimented and she couldn’t help but blush.

    “Can we go now?” She tried to cover it up with an eye roll and I laughed.

    “Of course” I replied and took my bag from the bed and we left the room afterwards – ready for the party.

    TO Be Continued

  • The Pastor’s Second Wife (Episode 1)

    The Pastor’s Second Wife (Episode 1)

    The Pastor’s Second Wife Episode 1

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    👰 The Pastor’s Second Wife EPISODE ONE:

    The last abortion I did was the fourth time I’m doing abortion for you. You want to destroy all the children in my womb? When I finally get married, what will I give to my husband? I will not abort this pregnancy, I will keep it and face the shame. Stella lamented to her secret boyfriend after he asked her to go for abortion as usual.

    You know I am a pastor and my integrity is at stake if you keep this pregnancy. What will I tell my wife? What do you want me to tell my G.O? How will I stand my congregation? Those who wanted my downfall all this while will now have the opportunity to ground me. You can’t keep the pregnancy Stella.

    These and more were the words of Pastor Olumodeji, when Stella insisted she will keep the pregnancy this time.
    How did it go? I asked my friend. Stella has been my childhood friend for over two decades now. Every time she was pregnant for pastor Olumodeji, I was the only one she confided in. We were both members of the central choir until pastor Olumodeji transferred me to our new branch in the mainland and made me the head of the choir.

    He made it look like he was promoting me but I knew he was no longer comfortable seeing me in the same church he pastors, knowing how much of his secrets I have known.
    Before my transfer, whenever he preaches about righteousness and our eyes jammed, you could notice the uneasiness on him. I didn’t know how my friend entered into this prison. All our attempts to stop their illicit relationship failed severally. They had used me most often to clean up their mess. Why I connived with them to continually help them cover up still remains a mystery to me.

    Stella, you’re keeping this pregnancy this time. How long will you continue to protect an integrity that does not exist?
    A man of integrity does not sleep with his church members. It is high time you let the church know what pastor Olumodeji has been doing in the secret. If we continue to cover this evil for him, God will not spare us in his judgement. He should just accept responsibility for his action, I told Stella. I have made up my mind to keep the pregnancy and there’s no going back on that but I won’t implicate pastor Olumodeji. I can’t stand the shame and humiliation.

    I can’t watch and see the church I helped built from the scratch crumble right in my face because of my illicit affair with the pastor. I will not be the one who will be the tool of destruction for the church of God. Pastor Olumodeji may be stained but there are still righteous people in the church. Hearing this will puncture the faith of the young believers who trust him so much. I will run away with my pregnancy to an unknown destination.
    This is what I will do and I don’t want you to advice me against it. Stella said.

    Very early in the morning before I woke up from the bed, my phone rang. when I checked my caller, it was our area pastor, my friend’s secret boyfriend, pastor Olumodeji. Without doubt, I knew why he was calling me. It must be in connection with Stella’s pregnancy.
    This time I wasn’t going to be the good girl I used to be, I will be blunt and straight to pastor. I was still thinking of dirty and derogatory words to use against pastor when I picked his call, then the call ended.

    I was expecting him to call me back because I knew he must have had a sleepless night over the issue. While I was waiting for his call, Stella’s call came in. I picked and couldn’t hear her as the call kept breaking due to network problem.
    I can’t hear you Stella, let me call you with my mtn line, I suggested.

    As I tried to dial her number, pastor’s call interrupted. I refused to pick his call so I can speak with my friend first. The more I tried to reach Stella, the more his calls kept interrupting. At this time, I realized he was really desperate and agitated. I was literally confused but not answering his calls may send a wrong signal.

    I decided to pick his call. “Hello sister Mercy” he said. ” Hello pastor” I replied.
    I need to see you urgently sister Mercy. We have to talk now, I don’t mind meeting you in your house or somewhere else.
    He said in a worried voice. Can you imagine my area pastor humble himself to this extent because he had defecated in the wrong place? No wonder the Bible says “there is no peace for the wicked”.

    The thought of using this case to milk him started running through my mind while I was still on the phone with him. But on a second thought, is it not our church resources he will use to service the ransoms? I reasoned within me.

    TO Be Continued

  • Lesbian High School (Episode 1)

    Lesbian High School (Episode 1)

    Lesbian High School Episode 1

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    đŸ‘šâ€â€ïžâ€đŸ’‹â€đŸ‘š Lesbian High School Episode ONE: 💞

    {👭 Stay Holy And Get Disvirgined đŸ‘šâ€â€ïžâ€đŸ’‹â€đŸ‘š}

    GENRE: Romance, High School, Comedy, Erotica, Suspense

    Liana Ohms Ford

    ‘Ding, ding ding ding ding ding…! It’s a beautiful morningggggggg’ Came the annoying loud voice of my Alarm. I groaned in my sleep, using the huge fluffy pillow to decimate the sound, by stucking it on my ears, but it only increased the more.

    I shut the alarm off and hopped back to the bed again, when I heard Mom’s perturbing voice.

    ‘Won’t you wake up??! It’s already morning Liana’ She screeched loudly but I simply ignored her, enjoying my sleep. The next action my body harbored was a cold liquid being poured roughly on me. I opened my eyes and sighted Mom with her hands on her hips, and a bowl of water in her hands.

    ‘Mommmmmm!?!’ I yelped angrily standing up from the Bed instantly. She ruined my beautiful sleep, Why does she have to huh? Why???

    ‘Don’t you know you’re starting your new boarding school today? ’ She queried and immediately I heard that word, my heart thumped in fear.
    Reality vanned in, My eyes popped out shockingly.

    Oh no!! I’m starting a new school today, and I slept off, I instantaneously peeked at the wall clock and it clicked ‘7:43’

    Oh no!!! I’m late! I’m freaking late! What on earth is wrong with me??! Why do I have to be so forgetful?

    ‘Serves you right, next time, you’ll wake up early, Breakfast is already downstairs incase you’re hungry ’ She added walking out of my room as her footsteps faded gradually.
    I ambled off to the bathroom quickening my actions.

    I got dressed in a blue fitted pant and a yellow crop top with the inscription ‘Naughty gal’ I wore my White sneakers, packing my long hair into two ponytails, folding them twice, because it was extremely long, nearly reaching my waist.

    Let me give you an Autobiography huh?

    I’m Liana Ohmshford, 18years of age. I’m crazy, rude and sassy. I live alone with my Mom, and my Dad? It’s complicated. He abandoned my Mom when I was 6, and ever since then she has been the only one taking care of me singlehandedly.

    I starred admiringly at my perfect figure through the Mirror that was placed in my room. I had a slender physique, down to my curvy hips, defining my seductive curves.
    This is the first time I’ll attend a boarding school and I’m freakishly nervous. My heart couldn’t stop thumping repeatedly.

    I descended the stairs as I made bouncing sounds, Mom was already downstairs with her face teary.

    What a dramatic Mom??!!

    ‘Mom, will you stop crying?? I’m only going there for 3months, not 20years!’ I said with an eye roll, as she caressed my hair intermittently, sniffing and sobbing. She pulled me in for a hug, never letting go.

    ‘Mom, I’ll be late ’ I muttered, obviously pissed off, of her childish attitude.

    ‘One more hug please ’ She muttered inaudibly under her breath, I rolled my eyes sarcastically as I locked my arms with hers closely, engulfing her into a warm hug. She said some silent prayers before unlocking the hug eventually and I breathed a sigh of relief.

    ‘More hug ’ She requested and I glared hard at her, before exiting the house, heading outside. The Chauffeur was already outside coz I could sight him clearly from the blue car. I hopped into the Car after putting my travelling bag into the boot.

    He couldn’t even help me with it! Humph! He flashed me a small smile, before zooming off.

    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

    ‘Wowwwwwww, is this heaven or Paradise?!’ I exclaimed surprisingly, using my palm to cover my mouth but I failed woefully, My loud screams filled the entire atmosphere and everyone turned to stare at me awkwardly and weirdly like I’ve grown two horns.

    What is wrong with her??

    Why’s she screaming crazily??

    New student huh!

    She’s Crazy!.

    Has she gone nuts?

    Different kind of comments emerged out of their mouths but I ignored them, walking through the Hall way when three sexy girls passed through my direction.

    They all dyed their hair pink and they looked identical and classically dressed. One of them pecked the other’s lips and the rest giggled.

    ‘Maybe they’re best friends? ’ I shrugged the dirty thoughts off as I starred nonstop at their outfit. The figure that was articulated at the back of their red jackets was the shape of a girl almost naked.

    ‘J. O. Y girls ’ was boldly inscribed on it. I starred at them in awe. What type of a boarding school is this??! I wanted to waltz off when four hot guys trooped in silmutaneously, shocking me to the bones.

    Is this a Greek god or a human?? I know you must be definitely anticipating for a description of their looks and outfits, but right now, I can’t, the shock that passed through me like an electron didn’t enhance me to have time for an elaboration.

    They’re so hot!

    I love them so much

    I want a night stand with you Xavier

    Oliver, please marry me

    Xazix just take me away to Planet Mercury

    Oval just drown me immensely with your cuteness.

    I stood transfixed in my spot, listening to the dirty comments and compliments. One of the guys starred at me longingly and I gulped hard nervously, as my thigh almost wobbled to the floor. He stole a quick glance at me, before walking away.

    Okay I’ve had enough of this drama. I’m heading to the janitor’s office in request of my locker key and dormroom number. I let out a long exaggerated sigh, scrambling off till I sighted a white door, I pushed it open and saw a pretty lady in her thirtees.

    ‘Good morning. I’m a new student and….’ my statement was impeded by her.

    ‘What is your favorite sex position?’ She asked whisperingly, Sitting down on the mahogany table starring at me seductively, while I starred at her in confusion.

    What’s she insinuating? Favorite position?!?

    ‘My locker key Ma’am, and number of my dorm room ’ I stated, tactically changing the topic. Once a smile jumped into her face, she searched for something in her table, arranging the files and documents. She brought out the locker key and handed it to me, while I quickly collected it. She shocked me to the bones when she bit my earlobes twirling her tongue with it as a laugh escaped from her mouth. I ambidextrously used both of my hands to wipe off her salivary spit from my ears, groaning in disgust.

    ‘Enjoy your stay here, if you need anything, feel free to ask me’ She mumbled and I faked a smile before walking out, Still perplexed about the whole thing.

    I traced the number of my dorm room and landed at a white door. Moans filled the area which got me wondering what might be happening. I pushed the brown polished door open and my eyes almost popped out of it’s sockets on the heart shocking event I saw.

    What the heck???! Two girls on each other??!? Sucking and kissing themselves???!!

    TO Be Continued

  • My Delicious Landlady (Episode 1)

    My Delicious Landlady (Episode 1)

    My Delicious Landlady Episode 1

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    đŸ‘« My Delicious Landlady Episode ONE: 💕

    When I first moved into my apartment and was introduced to my landlady by the agent I did a double take. Her house girl came to get the door and ushered us into the sitting room.
    I was surreptitiously sizing the housegirl up and wondering if I could score. She was plump in a nice sort of way with a heavy Bottom and medium round bosoms. I smiled at her and she smiled back then looked away shyly, rolling her hips a bit more enticingly as she walked in to get madam.

    “Bad girl,” I thought to myself already gloating in anticipation. We sat down to wait.
    After about 15mins i was becoming impatient when, finally the land lady herself emerged. She walked into the sitting room staring at me like my d–k was hanging out. It might as well have been. I was staring at the most curvy and fleshy female being I had ever set my eyes on. Round and plump, with bosoms each almost as big as a melon.

    Despite her evident roundness, i could make out formidably wide hips through her clothes, a loose blouse with a wrapper tied round her waist. From the way her bosoms were rolling heavily but gently from side to side as she moved, i could tell she was not in bra. She seemed about mid forties
    ‘Bayo,” she greeted the agent as she sat down, ‘is this my new neighbour?’ ‘you’re welcome’
    “thank you ma” I replied.

    “I hope you like the apartment, has Bayo taken you round?”
    “Yes, I’ve seen it and its quite ok”
    After a few more pleasantries and rules and regulations of living in her compound, she asked what I was doing. I told her I was into business and she asked to know if i was married.

    My negative reply brought the ghost of a smile to her face as she jokingly said, “my house girl is off limits oh,” to which I also jokingly replied, “don’t worry ma, she’s a small girl,” and looking into her eyes added softly, “I like older women.” Her smile widened and she changed the topic. She soon left me with the agent to work out other details, but I didn’t hear a word he said.

    My eyes followed my landlady’s departing Bottom and I could feel my long d–k start to rise as I imagined burying it in the deep crack between her rolling buttocks. I didn’t have to wait long.
    The next day as I was moving my things in, she was driving out to the market. She stopped when she saw me,so she called me over. As she wind down her window I could feel the cool air from her Ac but she was sweating slightly. She has small eyes and full African lips and was wearing a very low cut blouse.

    My eyes trailed a drop of sweat down her neck and chest until it disappeared into her deep cleavage. Till today I can’t remember what she asked me. I was just saying “yes ma, yes ma”. Meanwhile my eyes could only stare incredulously at the huge succulent m—-s between her arms as she gripped the steering. My oga downstairs was already nodding against the door of her infinity jeep and my heart was pounding loudly in my ears.

    All I could think was “chei!! See delicious woman!!,” wondering how those bosoms would feel in my hands. Suddenly I noticed everywhere was quiet. I finally looked up sheepishly to see her smiling at me with a coy look on her face. She said, “I said you should stop saying ma. Call me madam Janet or just Janet, you hear?!” I said I had heard. She took my number and said she would call me later in the day.

    She gave me a long silent look with that ghost of a smile on her face and as she drove out I could hear her humming along to the radio which was playing wande coal’s “u want it, u bad.hi

    ” I said to myself “e be like say this madam wan use me play sha.” I decided to chat up her house girl and learned that she had been married but her husband travelled abroad and she lost contact with him. They had had a big fight and lived separately for two months before he left. She had three kids and the last one was in boarding school.

    TO Be Continued

  • The Mistakes Of My Mother (Episode 1)

    The Mistakes Of My Mother (Episode 1)

    The Mistakes Of My Mother Episode 1

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    đŸ€· The Mistakes Of My Mother Episode ONE:

    My name is Rosaline but some people especially my parents call me Rose. Right now I am thirteen years old but who knows? I might never stop being thirteen, I might never get the opportunity to grow into the much lusted after adulthood we teenagers don’t seem to ever stop dreaming of. I must tell you the truth, I am afraid of growing up, if my life can be this twisted at this age, how will it be when I grow up? And this is why I said I might never stop being thirteen. Okay enough of all the introductions, I’m sure that by now you are curious about me and why I am the way I am right now.

    Well I will help feed your curiosity, quench your thirst for answers with the story I am about to tell you. It is the story of how I came into being. The ignorant decisions that ushered me into this cruel world and how I became this broken and bruised.

    At the age of thirteen, I have witnessed the murder of someone who seemed to be the only one who ever loved me. My innocence was also murdered and my childhood exchanged on the Devil’s gambling table. Okay can you permit me to recite a part of a particular poem I have read like a hundred times already? It reminds me of my other parent, it will definitely give you a clear picture of his kind of person, this poem was written by Kukogho Samson; a poet I so much want to be like if at all I am to take the chance of growing up.

    In the folly of his wisdom,
    He brews the wine of truth
    With fermented grape of lies,
    And lays tomorrow’s coins
    On the Devil’s gambling table!
    Hmmmmmm! I hope you got the picture of what I am trying to paint? Sorry I seem to be too wise for my age, my predicament and life experiences saw to that. So I shall begin


    Fourteen Years Ago
    My mum’s name was Ahunli. She came from a family of five: she was the first and only daughter with two younger brothers. They were an average family who lacked nothing yet didn’t have enough to spare. She decided to leave her comfort zone one day to take a job she got in Abuja as a Geologist for Hobark International Limited. I must call that a curse since it was that one single step that led to every misfortunes that befell her, or must I say us, thereafter.

    There at a party she was forcefully dragged to by her colleague Alexis, she met a man for whom she started developing funny and scary feelings, and she called it love. He was a very handsome guy and wore his shoulders high enough to depict someone of highborn heritage. He had cast one or two glances her way but that was all he ever did (don’t laugh within yourself asking how I got to know about something as minute as that because my mum told me every single detail of her life from the moment she met him with unshed bloodied tears in her eyes).

    That’s funny right? She thought I did not understand her rants but of course I did and everything was etched deeply into my memory.
    Okay to cut long story short, of which yeah, it is still very long, she found a way to talk to him and a conversation broke out between them

    Ahunli: “Hi!” she was shy to the bones but knew she wouldn’t forgive herself if she did not talk to him that day.

    Olamide: “Hi” he replied indifferently, telling her in no uncertain terms that he wasn’t interested in whatever she was selling.
    Ahunli: “My name is Ahunli which means Joy. You can just call me Joy” she beamed with embarrassed smiles.
    Olamide: “I am Olamide” he replied coldly.

    He probably thought he should be nice to her since she was just the type of girl he found worthy enough to fuck with. Or let me just call it what she called it; bang. Yeah, yeah, I know you’re shocked at hearing a thirteen years old use such words
well, I have been there, done that (will get to that in due time).

    Ahunli: “Oh you mean like my wealth is here?”
    She said laughing alone at what she perceived to be a joke. So embarrassing even I am flushing with embarrassment right now. Her friend sat in front of the bar man, clutching her head. She dared not look at my mum again.
    Olamide: “So I want to get back to the dance floor now if you may excuse me? Your sense of humour is something to die for” he said arrogantly trying to play hard to get. So cheap!

    Ahunli: “Okay that is okay but can I have your number please?” She told me the look on his face was that of sheer disbelief. He probably thought she was out of her mind at that moment but well after a little hesitation, he brought out his Nokia C6 and got her number then dialled it immediately. She was so pleased that she saved his number with Prince Charming. Smh! She probably thought life was a fairy tale. If only she could see it the way I am seeing it now, maybe I wouldn’t even be here to tell you this kind of story to begin with.

    After that day, the hunt for the Prince Charming began, well only in her fairy tale did the Princess have to chase after the prince so much. She would call him all by herself like ten times a day while he ignored it nine times. She would leave a hundred messages for him on WhatsApp and Facebook but he’d ignore them all and only say hello. It went on and on until one day he probably got worn out with her incessant gibbering and pestering, he decided to ask her over to his house.

    She was elated and just couldn’t find anything suitable enough to wear for her important outing. She had to consult Alexis on what to wear. Alexis had her fears when her friend showed up at her doorstep in the evening that day and did not hesitate to give her fears a voice

    Alexis: “Where did you say you are going to again please?” she said after she had sat her excited friend down on the only cushion in the room.

    Ahunli: “You will not believe Olami has asked me over to his place at last. I am so excited”
    I swear if I was Aunty Alexis at that time, I’d have slapped her beautiful excited face to douse her out of her naivety. And that was exactly what she also felt like doing but restrained herself well enough.

    Alexis: “Hmmmmm I don’t think you are in your right senses. I know you are naïve and all but how is it that a grown up lady like you cannot use her sense? How old are you again? You will be twenty-seven by December and you are still thinking like a thirteen years old girl?”
    Well I am thirteen and I wouldn’t have acted that way-this was my thought when she told me this part. Maybe I am just overreacting? Well maybe


    Ahunli: “Come on! You know how much I have longed for this guy. I will just go this once and if he is still acting up-tight, I will stop seeing him” well even I knew that was nothing but a blabber.
    Alexis: “Who are you telling that to? I? You think I am daft like you? He hasn’t slept with you yet and you are like this, what if he sleeps with you once? You will definitely lose your mind. No! Your head will be pushed into your butt and thinking straight will become very difficult afterwards.

    Please we can avoid even the inevitable. Don’t go”
    Ahunli: “You know I will go. So help my ministry and just get me something sexy to wear. I know you are the queen of sexiness. Baby I really want to give it a try”
    Alexis: “I see!” she stood up, opened her closet to reveal different type of gowns. She fancied gown more than any other cloth type.
    Mum went closer with eyes popping out of their sockets as she took in the beautiful dresses before her.

    She took her time in testing them to see which suited her the most. At about quarter to 8, she was ready to leave at last in a stripe and printed short gown which revealed her nicely shaped straight legs. Those were her best assets as she didn’t see herself as being that beautiful.

    Alexis watched her go, unable to stop her friend from walking into a hellhole. “What is the best way to learn again if not by experience?” Even I must have heard her mutter that from my world. My mother just walked on despite hearing her. She knew what she wanted and she was going to get it by all means possible.

    When at last he went to pick her up at the junction, it was already some minutes past eight and he was irked as to why she would be late for their first meeting and had already concluded in his heart that she was unreliable. Reaching fast conclusions and being judgmental were his finest qualities.
    Olamide: “So what took you so long?” he asked when at last they walked into his estate and headed for his apartment.

    Ahunli:” I am sorry, I had to find something suitable to wear” she replied truthfully.
    Olamide: “I see!”
    Ahunli: “Your apartment is nice” she said when they entered inside. The place was small with two settees filling up most of the space and a shiny table at the centre. She was impressed with the interior dĂ©cor and how it depicted the life of a young bachelor who was probably too lonely for his own good. There were few awards from his company adorning the walls of the sitting room and from where she sat, she could see his little home office.

    Olamide: “What should I offer you?” he stood in front of her enjoying the sight of her thighs as the gown rode higher up her legs.
    Ahunli: “Just water will do” she blushed knowing he was ogling at her. it felt good.
    Olamide: “Water? No way! I have all sorts of assorted alcoholic wine and beer. Those are the type I offer my guests so shall I bring wine or beer?” he asked impatiently.

    Ahunli: “Okay I will just take wine since it’s my first time here but on a normal day, I don’t take alcoholic drinks” she replied with enthusiasm.
    I can imagine her heart thumping in her chest. She was so super excited her heart was suffering.

    She took sips of the tequila wine he offered her making sure she didn’t take too much to the extent of getting intoxicated. She could still feel his eyes roaming all over her body and she started feeling uncomfortable at last.

    “Maybe I really shouldn’t have come. I don’t think I am ready to have sex with him just yet. Maybe it’s time for me to leave” She thought uncomfortably. She was a risk taker and so even after checking time and realising it was almost 10pm, she still stood up to leave

    Olamide: “Oh no! You cannot leave just yet babe
” he said and drew her down with force.

    TO Be Continued

  • Blame It On The Pain (Episode 1)

    Blame It On The Pain (Episode 1)

    Blame It On The Pain Episode 1

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    🧏 Blame It On The Pain Episode ONE:

    For Two years Mike kept his promise.

    He treated her like gold and I’d never seen Lilly happier.

    Both Mike and I continued to train hard, trying to make it big in the MMA wrestling world.

    We trained at one of the best gyms and had a coach who swore our big break was right around the corner.

    He was right.

    Mike was closing in on a deal with a big time sponsor, and I was about to sign a pretty big endorsement deal with a sponsor myself.

    My first professional fi ght was scheduled for one week away.

    At almost 24, my dreams were finally coming true.

    I was so wrapped up in my own world
I never noticed the signs.

    I never noticed when my sister’s innocent blue eyes lost their sparkle.

    I never noticed when her bubbly personality changed.

    I almost didn’t notice when she stopped showing up to watch us train.

    “What’s up with my sister? I haven’t talked to her in like two weeks. She hasn’t shown up here lately
why is that?” I asked Mike as we headed to the locker room after a training session.

    Mike shrugged. “I don’t know, she’s been studying really hard. I think she wanted to go shopping today. She said something about wanting to get a new outfit for the big fi ght next week.”

    I laughed. “Yeah, I guess that makes sense. Her boyfriend and big brother are having their first professional fi ght on the very same night.”

    I knew that no matter how hard Lilly’s intense course load at Harvard was, she wouldn’t miss the fi ght for the world.

    He looked down and I watched as he shifted his weight from foot to foot. “Yeah
”

    Something was off. I put my hand on his shoulder. “What’s going on?”

    He shrugged me off and walked toward the showers. “Just a little nervous is all,” he called out.

    I finished showering before he did.

    I walked over to our lockers and proceeded to get dressed. He stupidly left his locker half open
and that’s when I noticed it.

    A tiny bottle of something that wasn’t labeled
along with a needle.

    It didn’t take a genius to figure out what it was.

    $te roids.

    I swiped it from his locker and waited for him to come out. “What the fk are you doing, Mike? Are you trying to ruin your career before it even starts?” I screamed.

    He looked around the locker room. “Keep your voice down. What if coach hears you?” he hissed as he reached for the bottle.

    I pulled back. “Over my dead body. No way am I letting you ruin everything you’ve worked so hard for. What the fk is the matter with you? I never thought you would do something like this!”

    He pu n€hed the locker beside him. “Everybody in the sports industry uses, Jackson. I’m going to stop after I win the next few fights
it’s just enough to put me on the map.”

    “You’re an id!ot. You’re about to sign a deal with a big sponsor! You don’t think they’re going to test you for roids? Even more than that, you’re ruining the integrity of the sport. All sports. Passion is what should be flowing through your body
not this sht.”

    “Look, some of us don’t have it like you do. Some of us need a little help from time to time. And I’m not the only athlete to ever try it, most have. It’s just a little pick me up.”

    I shook my head and glared at him. “This isn’t a ‘pick me up’, this sht will send you straight to h’ll in a hand-basket. Train better, work harder
don’t do this sht.”

    He sighed and slumped down on the bench. “You’re right. I fked up, I’ve just been so nervous and I’m second guessing myself. I don’t want to lose.”

    I sat down next to him. “I understand. What makes you think I’m not feeling the same way? This is a huge deal for us, and it’s normal to be nervous. Use that nervous energy as positive fuel. This sht will ruin your life.”

    He nodded. “Don’t tell Lilly about this, please.”

    “I won’t. Besides, if she knew, the fi ght next week would be the least of your worries. I’m pretty sure she’d kick your a$s so bad you wouldn’t be able to train for weeks.”

    He grinned and began changing into his street clothes. “Yup, you’re right about that. God, I love that woman.”

    TO Be Continued

  • My Crush (Episode 1)

    My Crush (Episode 1)

    My Crush Episode 1

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    In a beautifully decorated room, a young man waiting for someone. He stood up when someone opened the door and entering the room.

    “I have been waiting for you babe.” Young man said while approaching her.

    “Sorry darling, I was stuck in traffic.” Young woman smiled

    She gasped when she looked at the decorations of a room.

    “Is it for me?.” Young woman asked

    “Yes babe, everything is for you, only for you.” the young man said while hugging from behind

    Young women blus-hed har-der and turned backside “Thank you for this.”

    “Babe, you know how much I love you right?.” Young man asked

    When young women nodded her head, then the young man took out a diamond ring from his pocket and kneeled down in front of her and about to say something but young women squealed in excitement “Yes, Yes I will marry you.”

    Young man helplessly shook his head and said “This is wrong, I prepared a long speech for you. You ruined it, babe.”

    Young women pouted her li-ps and said “I love you, babe.”

    “I love you more.” after saying this, the young man wrapped his hands around her wa-istand clashed they’re together

    “Ahhhh, I love you a lot.” Young woman squealed while opening her eyes

    She hug-ged pillow beside her and said “I love you”

    After hugging her favourite pillow for a while, she opened her eyes and pouted her li-ps when she saw her father Jack Miller staring at her holding a coffee mug.

    “Decorated room? Proposal? Diamond ring?” Father Miller asked

    When Amy nodded her head, Father Miller chuckled and asked “seriously Amy? How many times will you get this dream? Why can’t you propose him directly?”

    “Dad, I will seriously propose him today,” Amy said while getting up from a bed

    “You gotta kidding me, darling. You are saying exactly the same words for eighteen years. Aren’t you tried being JUST FRIEND with him?” Father Miller asked

    “Dad, we are not just friends, I’m a-ssistant to him,” Amy said proudly

    Father Miller rolled his eyes and said “you are unbelievable sometimes. Darling listen to me, just pick a rose from our garden and propose him directly.”

    “Okay, dad,” Amy said while pinching his cheeks and rushed towards the washroom

    Dining Area

    “Mamaaaaaa” Amy shouted while rushing towards dining area.

    “Darling, Here is your breakfast.” Laura Miller said while placing breakfast on the table

    “Mom, what happened? Why your face is so red? Out of anger or Out of —” cutting Amy off mother Miller said, “Why don’t you ask your dad instead of me?”

    Amy looked at her pretentious busy father and raised her eyebrows

    “What? I didn’t do anything.” Father Miller tried to cover up

    He stuck his tongue out when Amy gave him ‘You can’t fool me look.’

    He then sighed and said, “She called him again.”

    “What’s wrong in calling a friend? It’s not like I’m running away from you. Why are you worrying about me?” Mother Miller snapped

    “Look, she is taking his sides.” Father Miller said

    “You —”

    Cutting them off Amy closed her ears and shouted “Stop it both of you. You both are behaving like a kid.”

    Looking at her dad Amy frowned and said “Seriously? What are you doing? You are forty-five years old but still, you are worried about your wife’s best friend?”

    “He is not just best friend. He tried to propose to your mom.”

    “So what’s wrong in that? I’m young and beautiful at that time, obviously anyone can droll at my beauty.” Mother Miller said proudly

    “Babe, only I have the right to droll at you.” Father Miller said shamelessly

    Amy helplessly shook her head at her parents who were fighting —In their point of view, it is a CUTE ARGUMENT.

    After completing the breakfast, Amy left the house before writing a note I’M LEAVING TO SPEND TIME WITH MY PRINCE CHARMING.

    Amy Miller is young and dynamic with brown soft hair elaborately arranged. She had prominently de-ep blue coloured eyes which made her always look fresh. The most remarkable thing about her is her mole on her upper li-p and her voice which is sweet as honey.. Her curves are exactly at the same place which can easily make anyone fall for her.

    TO Be Continued

  • Tears Of Ugomma (Episode 1)

    Tears Of Ugomma (Episode 1)

    Tears Of Ugomma Episode 1

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    🧏 Tears Of Ugomma Episode One:

    Uncle, please, you are hurting me. Ugomma who was a child cried as her sister’s husband continued abu-sing her.

    Life was a living hell for Ugomma; all this started when her mother died. She was 7 when she lost her mother.

    Ugomma was born into a family of thirteen. When her mother died, they had to split to different relations

    Ugomma was the second-to-last born of the family.

    Some of her siblings had to go live with their cousins; others went to stay with their auntie.

    Ugomma went to stay with her elder sister, who lives in a different state. When she went to her elder sister’s house, everything was going well with her.

    Her elder sister’s husband was not around when Ugomma came; he went on a business trip.

    But Ugomma’s story changed when her elder sister’s husband returned from his business trip; his name was Mr. Bernard.

    When Mr. Bernard came back home, everything changed for Ugomma. She started seeing hell.

    Three days after Mr. Bernard arrived, something happened.

    Ugomma was outside playing around the house when her elder sister came to her and said, ”

    Make sure you look after all those things I keep outside, and also don’t forget to eat your food when you are hungry. Mrs. Felicia instructed and left for the market.

    Immediately when Ugomma’s elder sister left for the market, Ugomma heard her name from inside the house; it looked like her sister’s husband was calling her.

    So she quickly ran inside to meet him.

    What are you doing outside? Mr. Bernard asked

    Nothing,” Ugomma answered in fear.Although Ugomma was only seven years old, any little thing could scare her.

    Mr. Bernard drew her closer to himself and dipped his hands into her clothes.

    Ugomma was only a child; she never understood what her uncle was doing to her; she just stood in silence.

    She started feeling some pain around her while her uncle kept abusing her.

    Her uncle continued taking advantage of her till he got the satisfaction he was looking for.

    Ugomma didn’t feel much pain that day. Because Mr. Bernard didn’t touch her deeply.

    But Ugomma knew in her mind that what her uncle was doing to her was not a good thing.

    Her uncle dressed her up and warned her never to tell anybody.

    Ugomma was afraid of her uncle, so she promised not to tell anybody about it.

    Even sometimes, she would try talking to her older sister, but she ignored her.

    That was how Ugomma’s life changed for the worse; she kept growing up in pain.

    Mr. Bernard still didn’t feel satisfied because his wife is always around the house. So he wasn’t able to have s e x with Ugomma the way he wanted.

    Sometimes he would send his wife to different meetings just to make sure he slept with Ugomma.

    He opened a shop for his wife, so she will be staying at the shop at all times.

    He did this so that he would have enough time to spend with Ugomma.

    Her uncle further went to start having s e x with her; he turned Ugomma into his s e x slave.

    From seven years old, she became nine years old, and then she continued to face her uncle, who always abuses her se-xually when her older sister is not around.

    When Ugomma was 12 years old, her uncle started having direct se-x with her.

    Mr. Bernard was never bothered by how the poor girl felt, but he was only concerned about his satisfaction.

    Ugomma never told her elder sister about what her husband was doing to her; she was afraid of what her uncle might do to her.

    Then, finally, Ugomma got pregnant at the age of fourteen.

    TO Be Continued

  • The Other Woman (Episode 1)

    The Other Woman (Episode 1)

    The Other Woman Episode 1

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    “Come on Joe, don’t be like this! It’s not even easy for me to do this, but it’s just what has to be done. Please don’t keep saying no!” Nkem told her husband who was looking at her àngrily.

    “Nkem, I’ve told you before and I’m saying it again. Don’t you dare pull that kind of stunt with me again, you won’t like how I’ll react to it!

    “How can you ask me to do something as prepĂČsterous as sleeping with another woman, how much more Farida your friend’s daughter. Are you okay Nkem?” Joe asked his wife, his face burning hot with rĂ ge.

    “I know it sounds crĂŁzy, I know you feel so bad about me right now, but think about it, what other options do we have? Do I sit back and wait until your mother succeeds in forcing one of those despĂȘrate women she keeps bringing here into staying for real?” Nkem asked, crying.

    “You know better than anyone else does that my mother would never be able to make me do that shüt.

    “If I was despĂȘrate, if I didn’t know that God will give us our own child in his own time, if I didn’t know that the reason we got married wasn’t just to bear children, then I would have bowed to my mother’s pressure all along, and I’d have had a good reason to call you one night to tell you that I’m taking a new wife because I got someone pregnant.

    “Twenty years Nkem, twenty freàking years and you think I’ve not bowed to pressure to get another wife, only to do so now?

    “I’ve told you before, I won’t have anything to do with any other woman because we haven’t been blessed with a child yet, I won’t do it Nkem!” he said with an air of finality.

    “Oh please stop with the unnecessary hopes already! What do you mean “yet” as if we’re having one tomorrow?

    “I’ve had enough of all these empty hopes that has kept me sitting on edges all through these twenty years of waiting, and I’m done waiting. I know you must take another woman to make us children, but all I’m asking is that , you let that other woman be Farida.

    “Someone that knows and understands why I’m doing this, and someone who won’t be in the way of the love we share” Nkem tried to convince her husband again.

    “Nkem, if that love means anything to you, if this marriage means a dĂŁmn thing to you, never bring up this topic. Please don’t ever present another woman to me, or I’ll have to choose her and send you away” he told her before he strode out of the sitting room in ĂŁnger.

    “What kind of problem is this? How can he still insist on not doing a thing as simple as taking Farida for a wife and saving us from this trĂČuble that is looming?

    “How am I supposed to carry on if his mother makes good her threàt and brings another woman home at the end of the month?” Nkem thought as she sat looking very worried.

    Her friend Mandy had suggested getting a young girl for her husband herself, to ensure she had perfect control over her home, even after the girl got pregnant for him.

    According to the plan, the girl would most certainly take in as soon as she got married to Chief Joe, and keep her mother in-law from troubling her home with the different women she kept trying to force on her husband.

    “Nkem, that’s the best thing you can do in the circumstance. When you get a girl that respects you, she will remain loyal to you, and you won’t even notice that someone was even added to your home” Mandy had told her.

    “I know Mandy, but what if the girl turns bad? You know how the girls of these days are. What if the girl tries to push me aside the very moment she gets pregnant and tries to take all I’ve laboured for with my husband away from me?” Nkem asked her friend.

    “Oh please Nkem, you know that can’t happen in this lifetime! I’ll help you scout for a good girl that will understand her position with you.

    “And even if the girl we find chooses to be bad, your husband that we know, won’t let that happen! The force of the love between you two will certainly overcome whatever storm the side girl can raise” Mandy argued.

    “Forget all these plans Nkem, I still insist that adopting a child is your best bet now. How can you bring problem into your own house by yourself just because your mother in-law is troubling you, when your husband is standing firmly by your sides, something he has been doing for twenty good years” Jackie their friend countered, making Mandy very furious.

    “Can you hear yourself Jackie? You want her to adopt when you know so well that her mother in-law is crĂ„zy about getting a grandchild from her only son!

    “If you were in her shoes, would you agree for a child that has no blĆĂ”d relationship with your son be raised as his, when he could actually have his?” Mandy asked, making Nkem hug herself with tears burning in her eyes.

    Jackie didn’t have an answer for Mandy’s question and Nkem became more convinced that she needed to do something. She couldn’t agree less that every woman deserved to hold a child they know shares their blĂČodline for a grandchild.

    Three days of planning and making contacts and Nkem ended up choosing her friend’s daughter, Farida, as a candidate, because she didn’t get a better option.

    She had been so sure that her husband would readily accept her plans, seeing that she had taken measures to ensure that their marriage won’t be experiencing any turbulence as a result of the plans, but not only had he refused to do her biddings, he had been very màd with her, and stayed àngry for some days.

    “Hello Nkem, how is it going with the plans? I heard your mother in-law just arrived this morning. I hope she didn’t come with another woman this time?” Mandy asked Nkem some weeks later, over the phone.

    “My sister, she did! And this time, the woman isn’t ready to budge. My husband has been threatĂȘning fire and brimstone since morning, but she insists she’s only leaving after she sees me pregnant!” Nkem cried.

    “I don’t know Nkem, but it seems to me that your waiting until these despĂȘrate woman who want nothing but to get their hands on your husband’s wealth take him away from you in totality before you act!” Mandy told her.

    “What do I do again my friend? I’m so tired and confused. I’ve been crying since morning!” Nkem complained.

    “Now isn’t the time to cry my friend. It’s the time to act. I don’t know how I’ll be able to convince my daughter to do this, but I’ll see what I can do about it, and I’ll give you a perfect plan tomorrow.

    “I can’t sit by and watch a stranger take over my friend’s home, while I can do something” Mandy said.

    Nkem seemed happy to know that Mandy was ready to help her. From the plans, she’ll make her husband impregnate Farida, and marry her, just for the sake of the child’s legitimacy.

    Then when the child is weaned, Farida would leave the child for Nkem to adopt officially and travel abroad with a good sum of money Nkem agreed to settle her with.

    “She’ll find a good husband with her beauty and the money she’ll be having then“ Mandy had said, and the two friends laughed over how it was going to be a win win for everyone.

    “But how will I make my husband agree to make love to her when the mere mention of it, nearly made him chase me out of his house?” Nkem asked her friend, but she asked her to trust her, and wait for the perfect plan the next day.

    TO Be Continued

  • Sophia My Love (Episode 1)

    Sophia My Love (Episode 1)

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    “I can’t believe this! Mama, are you being serious with me? No, it just can’t be. I must be dreaming!” Sophia said, tears streaming down her face as she spoke.

    Her mother looked up at her, wishing she could tell her she was joking, she wished she could tell her anything, just to make her stop crying, but it was the truth, she just couldn’t make her daughter keep hanging on false hopes.

    “Yes Sophia, you were dreaming when you imagined you’ll get married before me. All you have ever done in this house is to act all knowing and all good. And mama had always supported you, making you feel that I’ll always remain behind your trail.

    “But now, what are you going to do about your plans to marry your sugar sugar?” Meg taunted, walking in on her younger sister and their mother as they conversed in the sitting room.

    “By the gods, if you don’t leave my sight now Meg, I’ll do something that will make you question the fact that I birthed you! How can you be this callƍus? Your sister is heart broken, and all you can do is mƍck her?” Mrs. Dike fired at her first daughter.

    “Mother, what sister Meg had just said shouldn’t take your attention from the question I asked you. Please mother, tell me it’s not true! Tell me I won’t be prevented from marrying the man of my dreams just because my sister isn’t married yet!” Sophia asked her mother.

    “Go on Sophia, ignore me like you always do, but as you can see, whether you agree to the fact that I remain a very vital part of you or not, the time has come for you to see just how important I am to you. My happiness is that mama can’t do anything to make things go otherwise” Meg said, sitting carelessly opposite her sister.

    “You’re not talking mama. Please say something. Is Brad going to be unable to marry me traditionally? Are you truly going to sit by and watch me miss the man of my dreams?” Sophia asked, her eyes already swollen from the heartfelt cries.

    “Sophia, I’m sorry this is happening. But like your sister said, you can’t marry Brad now, at least, not until Meg gets married” her mother told Sophia, hugging her as she spoke

    “Ah mama! This is unbelievable, it is totally unacceptable mama, and I won’t take it! Why does she always have to obstruct me every step of the way? Why is sister Meg always a hindrance to me?” Sophia wailed.

    “May thunder fire you there. I don’t blame you at all. Why will you not sit right in front of me and dare accuse me of standing in your way, when all you and mama have ever done is to make mockery of my life!” Meg blew hot.

    “Sister Meg, today isn’t one of those days that you’ll make me have to suffer your taunts without getting a clap back. Don’t trouble me again with your mĂ”ckery, I’m in pains. Leave me alone sister Meg!” Sophia shrieked.

    “The nerves! You’re shouting back at me? And you’re even threatĂȘning me! Wow, there’s nothing Meg won’t see in this house” Meg said, shaking her head.

    “I have told you sister Meg, please leave me alone. I don’t want to hear those bitter words of yours today” Sophia insisted.

    “Truth is bitter. And whether you and mama like it or not, I’ll keep telling it to you, I am the first daughter of this home, and nothing any of you does can change that!” Meg said victoriously.

    “Meg, I can’t remember inviting you to come sit here with me. Get out of here at once and let me think of how to pacify my daughter for a problem you created for her” Mrs. Dike said angrily.

    “You see what I was saying? This little brat accuses me of being the reason for her predicament, and instead of you to caution her, you’re chasing me away, and equally supporting the nƍnsense she had spoken. How have I caused any problems for her now? Meg asked angrily.

    “You see why I have a problem with you? You’re always too slow to reason. Is she not right when she said you’re obstructing her?” Mrs. Dike asked her daughter in askance.

    “Is there anything she says or does that isn’t right in your eyes? Is there anything you won’t agree is right, as long as it comes from Sophia?” Meg complained.

    “She is unable to marry her heartrob now because you’re not married. And you need me to spell it out that if you had been responsible enough to have brought a suitor him before now, then this problem wouldn’t have come up?” her mother raged.

    “Oh wow! So it’s also a failure to be unable to clinch a suitor before a younger sister who had been overly favoured and projected by her mother finds one?

    “You think God is sleeping? When you were taking her everywhere you went, buying her the best of clothes and giving her exposure by sending her to choice schools, didn’t you think you would be able to continually suppress me? Meg said, getting up with a triumphant smile.

    “Face it Sophia, you can’t get married until I am married, and there’s nothing mother can do about it!” Meg told her sister before she walked out of the sitting room.

    Sophia’s mother talked to her for a long while, explaining why by their culture, she couldn’t get married until her sister, Meg was married.

    She had been crying for too long, her tears were literally drying up when she got up to leave.

    “Mama, I won’t let Brad go. I can’t miss the one for me just because of some crãzy tradition. I didn’t make sister Meg unable to get a suitor, and my not marrying now won’t make her suitor come now. I will marry Brad now that I can!” Sophia said matter-of-factly.

    “I wish it’s something you can do as you wish! If only you could just go ahead by merely deciding to, then I would have gladly supported you. But you see my love, it’s just not happening! You can’t be given away in marriage before your sister” her mother told her firmly.

    “So what am I supposed do? Let Brad slip out of my hands, and sit here until my sister is ready to live a responsible life? Sophia asked.

    “You ask Brad to hold on. I can help you speak to him, and then we hope that Meg finds someone soon. I can even make some arrangements to see how I can match make her to get her off your track, after a LL that’s what our tradition required us to do” Mrs. Dike volunteered.

    Sophia looked at her mother and began to cry again. If only she could understand why it was important that she married Brad as soon as possible.

    If only she could tell her mother the true position of things. But how could she bring herself to tell her mother that if she didn’t marry Brad immediately, things will go wrong?
    What would her mother think about the situation? Would her life ever remain the same if she doesn’t marry Brad immediately?

    TO Be Continued

  • Must I Be A Virgin (Episode 1)

    Must I Be A Virgin (Episode 1)

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    Babies are born to be loved and cherished by their parents and people around them. But why is mine different, why is my life miserable, nothing ever goes the way I want. Sobbing

    My name is Olamide, but people called me Ola. I lost my parents at the age of 2, I was told they were involved in an accident which leads to their sudden death.

    My aunty do call me a witch that killed her parents, I was the only child of my parents which means I have no siblings, living with my aunty was hell. I started menstruating at the age of 10, I noticed my pant was wet and decided to check. I saw blood and was scared to death, cos my aunty never aducate me on that.

    I told her and she immediately tore a sheet of paper that I should put it in my pant. I obeyed but after some minutes I was uncomfortable and my gown was stained with blood. My neighbour iya kaffy gave me tissue when she saw my stained clothes. All the little children in my compound started laughing cos the paper dropped on the floor.

    Later in the day my aunty saw the tissue when I wanted to pee, she slapped me and angrily threw the tissue away, I was given another paper .Throughout that day, she was showing annoyance and displeasure.

    TO Be Continued

  • Trapped With My Sexytary (Episode 1)

    Trapped With My Sexytary (Episode 1)

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    ALLEN TOSH’s POV 🧡

    I was typing away on my computer, focused on getting the information I was searching for, when I heard the light knock on my door.

    “Come in” I said briskly and continued doing what I was doing. I had limited time, and if I didn’t get what I needed in record time, Toshteck Limited could be history right under my watch.

    “Good morning sir” I heard a female voice greet confidently and nodded in response without as much as looking up.

    I was told my secretary quit the day before, and a replacement had to be sought immediately, so I could already tell that whoever it was that just greeted me must be the new secretary.

    “May I have your attention for a few minutes sir? I have just been hired as your secretary and there are a few things I’d like to let you know about my working terms with you sir” the voice said, and I looked up in shock.

    “Was that the voice of a secretary, someone that has just been hired, asking me to stop what I was doing to listen to whatever it is she had to say?” I wondered as I set aside the all important task for some moments to look at the being in front of me.

    My eyes caught sight of the person standing in front of me, and I unconsciously sulked in air sharply.

    Standing in front of me was a being I could have sworn had just descended to earth, straight from the heavenlies.

    I looked at her and in a moment, I could tell that she was just too bootylicious for my comfort. Who works with a secretary looking this provocative when he had an herculean task at hand?

    She had a midnight black hair that was pulled up to a donot, outlining her hazel, almond shaped eyes that sparkled as she stood looking at me, as though assessing me to determine what to tell me.

    Her hawkish nose and dimpled cheek made her full lips look more inviting, and as I looked at her slender and elegant neck, I knew she wasn’t the type of person I needed around me for a secretary, when I was in the middle of recovering my company from the depth my father’s wife had driven it before I could wrestle it off her hands.

    “You are?” I asked, forcing myself to sound as unaffected as I could. “A few months before, and I would have been asking her what she’d have me do to host her for a night; but ALLEN-TOSH has more important things to think of!” I mused

    “I was getting to that part, but I needed to allow you the time to stare as much as you could, at least to get a complete picture of my appearance before I continued, since once we’re officially on, you won’t be allowed to gaze like that!

    “My name is Sasha Jones, and I was hired a few minutes ago to work with you as your secretary Mr. ALLEN-TOSH.

    “I noticed you were busy when I got in, so I may have to get back after I have taken delivery of the documents I asked the HR department to avail me with, to enable you finish up with what you’re doing” she told me, sounding more like the boss, than a secretary that she was hired to be.

    “I’m sorry Miss Sasha, but you won’t be working here, at least, not with me as my secretary.

    “Those guys in the HR department must truly be tired of their jobs to get me someone like you for a secretary at this critical point of this organization.

    “Rest assured Miss Sasha, my decision not to accept you as my secretary has little or nothing to do with you per say.

    “What I need is someone who’d function as my secretary and enable me pilot this organization to the next level, and not just some pretty face who thinks everyone man will crawl at her feet because she’s got a pretty look. This isn’t a club Miss” I told her, trying not to sound as offensive as I would have loved to, considering how annoyingly bold she was being my presence.

    “It’s okay sir. But I’m sure you’d be asking me to take the job in the next one hour, and by then, I’ll only accept with a 50% raise on the remuneration we already discussed.

    “Please do take a look at my resume that I’ll email you shortly, and remember, you have just one hour to decide and get back to me, or it’ll be a 70% raise” she told me then bowed respectfully before she walked out of my office.

    I watched her walk away and seeing her enchanting back view, I knew I had taken the right decision to send her away.

    Some minutes later, I got a notification that told me I had received an email, but I wasn’t in the mood to take a look at it.

    I still hadn’t been able to get the information I was seeking about our rival organization that was driving my company to extinction, so I ignored the mail.

    Something about the way the unopened envelope at the top of my screen kept catching my attention made me want to take a look at it, and without thinking about it, I clicked on the envelope about forty five minutes after I got the mail.

    It was a resume from an unknown sender. “I can’t remember asking anyone to send me resumes directly. I don’t hire myself, the HR department does” I thought in annoyance.

    I made to exit the screen, but my mouse clicked on open and Sasha Jones popped up, displaying right at the top of the resume.

    Curiosity and something else I couldn’t give a name, made me begin to look at the document, and then at the attachment she asked me to see, and I nearly lost my mind

    I pulled out my phone to call the number the resume had and my palms were sweating as I dialed without getting a response for about three consecutive times.

    “You should let the person you’re calling get back to you after calling two consecutive times” my head told me, but I wasn’t willing to let that Sasha girl decide not to come back, so etiquettes kind of meant nothing to me at that moment .

    “Who told me to judge a book by it’s cover anyways? And since when did I start double checking a job done by the HR guys?” I asked myself, hàting my guts for failing to look beyond her beautiful appearance.

    “Rule number one: never appear despĂȘrate whether as a prospective employee or an employer, no matter how much you need the applicant, or the job, as the case may be.

    “It down plays your chances of getting a positive response” Miss Sasha said as she walked into my office, some minutes after I dropped my phone in frustràtion.

    TO BE CONTINUED

  • Cynthia The Hottest Babe (Episode 1)

    Cynthia The Hottest Babe (Episode 1)

    Cynthia The Hottest Babe Episode 1

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    🧏💞 Cynthia The Hottest Babe Episode One: 🧡

    Hey come back here where do you think you are going? Mr James said to Cynthia
    Cynthia: Sorry sir i dont un-derstand you
    Mr James: Come and sit down here am not done yet
    cynthia went back to the sit in his Office and sat down again
    Mr James: I was asking you if you will be free this weekend cause i want you to visit me
    Cynthia Sir I dont think it will be possible

    Mr James: But why?
    Cynthia: I will be busy throu-ghout the weekend in my mum shop
    Mr James: Even on Sunday?
    Cynthia: Yes sir
    Mr James: Ok you can go back to your clas-s
    Cynthia: Ok sir
    she stood up and left the office.
    She c@mÂŁ outside heading back to her clas-s when she met her friend Grace on the way
    Grace: Babe how far nah, where you dey since?
    Cynthia: Babe is a long story but by the way where are you going to?
    Grace: I want to go and submit our as-signment

    Cynthia: did you pick mine?
    Grace: Yes I did, i will be back wait for me.
    She said and rushed inside their Biology teacher office and submitted the as-signment, she c@mÂŁ back to where Cynthia was waiting for her and they went back to their went back to their class

    2 weeks later

    It was their midterm break and most of them has alre-ady started going home while Cynthia and Grace sat down infront of their gate waiting for a bike man, Grace first saw a bike which she entered with her bags, she waved farewell to Cynthia and she did the same before the bike man kick off, Cynthia started waiting for another bike man when a car st©pped infront of her but she ignored the car, someone c@m£ down from the car and it was Sir Emeka their Chemistry Teacher.
    Sir Emeka: Cynthia are you going home now?

    Cynthia: Yes sir
    Sir Emeka: Then come in let me drop you at your place
    Cynthia: No, thank you sir
    Sir Emeka: I insist
    Cynthia: Hmmm
    He c@mÂŁ and helped her with her bags while she went inside the car, Sir Emeka also went inside the car and they drove off.
    Sir Emeka: So where do you stay?
    Cynthia: Ngodo
    Sir Emeka: Which side?
    Cynthia: PWD
    Sir Emeka: So who do you stay with?
    Cynthia: With my mum
    Sir Emeka: hope you will be free on Sunday to visit me
    Cynthia: I dont think that will be possible sir

    Sir Emeka: Why that?
    Cynthia: I will be very busy with my mum during this midterm break
    Sir Emeka: So you wont have any chance at all?
    Cynthia: Yes sir
    Sir Emeka: This is serious
    they arrived PWD while Cynthia pointed to him where to st©p her, he did and asked her which one is their house but she waved the question one side and thanked him for the lift. Sir Emeka entered his car and drove off.

    Cynthia made sign of relief and st©pped a bike.
    Bikeman: Where you the go?
    Cynthia: Take me to Amangballa Eke Market
    Bikeman: Your money na 100
    Cynthia: Haa is too big nah
    Bikeman: no be you get all this bags
    Cynthia: Hmm well lets go
    She carried her bags and entered the bike while the bikeman drove off.
    Emeka started mumuring in his car that he must go back on Sunday and look for her since he now has a clue of where she lives, he smiled to himself.

    Cynthia arrived her place and was welcomed by her home.
    Cynthia: Good Afternoon ma
    Mum: How are you my dear
    Cynthia: Am fine and you?
    Mum: Am good o
    Cynthia: Mum you are shining o
    Mum: Na God
    Cynthia: Where is Junior
    Mum: He havent come back from school
    Cynthia: ok o, am very hungry o
    Mum: You can go to the kitchen there is food inside the pot
    She sprang up from the chair and went inside the kitchen and took some food from the pot.
    Junior c@mÂŁ back from school and greeted her mum.

    Mum: Your sister is back
    Junior: Wow, where is she?
    Mum: Inside her room
    junior ran inside the room and met Cynthia arranging her things and he jumped on her
    Cynthia: How are you kid bro
    Junior: Am fine oo, just missed you alot
    Cynthia: Same with me dear
    Junior: So how far nah
    Cynthia: You don start
    Junior: hahaha, lemme re-move my school uniform first i dey show
    he went out from the room to his own room.

    EVENING TIME
    Cynthia was having dinner with her mum and brother.
    Cynthia: so which school are you aspiring for?
    Junior: oh me?
    Cynthia: No oo, me
    Junior: ok o
    Cynthia: Answer me joor
    Junior: ok oo, is GSSA
    Cynthia: Well you be br@in box shaa.
    Junior: Thank you ma
    Cynthia: So mum, how is business?
    Mum: Fine, just as usual
    Cynthia: It shall be well
    Mum: Amen
    They finished their dinner and went to be-d.

    Cynthia helped her mum in the shop till midterm was over and Sir Emeka has alre-ady gone to look for her at PWD but people there said they dont know anyone by name Cynthia, Sir Emeka didt know what to do, he went back home.

    During the upper week, all the students c@mÂŁ back to continue their studies since the midterm break is over.
    Cynthia was in clas-s learning one morning when the Teacher was done teaching, she went out from the clas-s and the sÂŁnior students c@mÂŁ inside and started calling out names of those that p@rticipated in the last Labour they did yesterday
    Cynthia caredless because she p@rticipated but she was surprised that her name was mentioned among those that didn’t p@rtake in the duty

    Cynthia: But sÂŁnior I did my work
    sÂŁnior: My friend go outside and tell the labour prefect that. She went outside and met the labour prefect and she dragged Cynthia along with her to a corner
    sÂŁnior: I know you did your work very well but I did it on purpose
    Cynthia: plea-se what purpose?
    sÂŁnior: I want you to be my daughter
    Cynthia: How? And what will I be doing for you?
    s£nior: nothing just, ( she said and c@m£ close to Cynthia and started ru-bbing her b©dy on Cynthia who now moved away from her and ran off)
    s£nior: Hmm you can run but you can’t hide, I will still get you, she said to herself and went out from there.

    TO Be Continued