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  • My Mother Is A Virgin (Episode 1)

    My Mother Is A Virgin (Episode 1)

    My Mother Is A Virgin Episode 1

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    🤱 My Mother Is A Virgin Episode One: 🧑‍🍼
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    STORIES SOLVING MARITAL PROBLEMS
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    [This story is dedicated to all mothers out there with golden hearts.] ❤️❤️❤️

    As I grew up, I saw many people writing tributes about their mothers and some claimed their
    mothers as the best in the world. I will not dispute or debate their claims until they meet my mum, Mrs. Funmilayo Akerele Musa. My mum was from Ikare Akoko in Ondo state Nigeria. She is half-literate because she dropped out of school at a tender age when her school principal wanted to have canal knowledge of her in order to help her pay for WAEC fees as her father
    was unable to pay.

    My mum didn’t think twice before rejecting the offer. Her virginity meant a lot to her and she was willing to forgo her education just to keep it.
    Her suffering began in earnest when she eventually lost her dad to the cold hand of diabetes an ailment he couldn’t manage due to poverty. It’s effect in the life of my mum could be likened to a village market signboard. It was always a taboo to be deflowered before marriage in their clan. Any lady found to be intact, the reverse was the case if any was found to have known a man before her wedding night; she will
    be made to face public ridicule at the village square where all the village maidens will be gathered to make mockery of her.

    Also, her father will be made to return the bride price paid by
    her husband in seven folds. She will be kept in the king’s cell for twenty one days without food
    but only water. If her husband still loves her after twenty one days, he will accept her as his wife,
    if not that was the end of the marriage.

    My mum had vowed never to giveaway her virginity to any man but her husband. A decision that
    was very difficult to stand by due to her beauty and the level of poverty in her family. Resisting sexual advances from men was the biggest challenge of her life. The mouth watering offers from men were temptations that only a strong and determined woman could resist. You may also be wondering how my mother was able to keep her virginity even after having me.

    That’s the mystery I want to unravel in this story I want to use my mother’s story to tell the
    world that it is still possible to find women whose virginity means a lot more to them than
    material things. The level of moral decadence in our society may be on the increase, but there
    are still ladies who still hold unto dignity. My mother is a virgin.
    Ladies who sleep around because life is difficult for them should read my mother’s story. All
    dogs can eat faeces, but not all dog eat faeces.

    TO Be Continued…

  • Her Secret (Part 1)

    Her Secret (Part 1)

    Her Secret Part 1

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    🧑‍🎤 Her Secret Part One:

    There was a lady that has both female and male sēx organ. She was born with both vìginæ and p3nìs.

    It has always been a secret and sōrrōw for her ever since she was born. She was a very pretty lady with a nice body and height but only the male s3x organ disfigured her

    It always bitters her heart and tears would always find itself sliding down her cheek whenever she thinks about it.

    “God, why do you create me this way? Why do I still need to have a male genital when you know I’m coming to earth as a lady” Beatrice would say bitterly with tears in her eyes.

    Her parents had once tried to do sūrgery to cūt the p3nìs off but they were warned not to do so because it might tåke her lìfē during the process.

    During her secondary school days, she never wanted to keep friends despite their efforts to get close to her.

    Even a lot of guys prōfessed love, wooed her to get into her but she always turn them down. Though she had always wanted to love too.

    “Beatrice, why are you always like this” one of her classmates appeared to her and asked immediately one of her toaster left

    She knew what she wanted to say and she walked away immediately.

    “Beatrice, I know there’s something you’re keeping from us” her classmate said and Beatrice stopped a bit. She turned her head slowly

    “Yes, we’ve been noticing you. How you become bothered and pāin, whenever we talks about anything related to relationship, s3x and guys. I’m sure you’re keeping a secret from us” she furthered

    Beatrice bursted into tēars, she paced up and left the vicinity bitterly.

    It has been that way for her in her secondary school days but she managed to endure.

    when she got to university, that was when she found Donald. Donald was just the right man for her but she can’t let him in her heart caüse no one wants to marry a lady with p3nìs

    No matter how many times she said no to Donald, Donald kept wooing and professing his love and which made beatrice fell in love for him.

    After so many plea and encouragement from her parents she decided to let him in, but she never told him about her condition.

    Beatrice and Donald started dating but Donald had never for once ask for s3x. He promised he would do that on their wedding night.

    The day Donald proposed to Beatrice, she was happy and sad, tears were coming out of her eyes and people thought it was tears of joy but no she was paîned deep inside.

    few months later, they did their wedding and that was the day she had her first kiss, on the wedding day by her husband.

    The wedding was over and soon night fell, her heart kept beåting on how Donald would find out about her condition and ditch her.

    Finally Beatrice and Donald’s had began kissing and carēssing each other in their dark bedroom. Donald began pulling her clōthes off and romancing her until he felt an hard stuff under her and with immediate effect he retrieved.

    “What’s that Beatrice” Donald asked but there was no response. Beatrice kept mute.

    “I will be right back, let me go and put on the light” Donald muttered as he quickly rushed to turn on the light…

    TO BE CONTINUED…

  • Her Taste For Money (Episode 1)

    Her Taste For Money (Episode 1)

    Her Taste For Money Episode 1

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    🤷 Her Taste For Money Episode One: 💸🤑

    My wifē was the type of womān who speñds mōre than hālf of my mōnthly income on her self alone.

    I was earniñg 5milliōn as of that time, while my wife was jóbless. We both shàre a jóint accóunt, so when I get pàid she will be withdrāwing for her personal use. In every month, my wife can literālly spend 3 millioñ Naira on her self alōne.

    I got añgry at her extrāvagant speñding , to make matters wōrse shē came from a pōor home where they barēly eat thríce a day.

    I chānged the accóunt I use in recēiving salāry, to my private accóunt. At this I stãrted giviñg her a milliōn Nāira for personāl use and ₦500 thoūsands for feeding of the family.

    But yet She will speñd the oñe milliøn Nàira and still eāt the moñey for moñthly feèding I gave to her in the expañse of 2 to 3 weêks.

    I begañ to buy foōd stuff for the home, while she does the cooking. Few mōnths after I established this rule, my wife started ācting weird……… that is dēny me of my marital rights.

    I still took it easy with her until one day while I was cōming back from work, although earlier than ūsual.

    On that very day I had issues with my car, so I couldn’t get to work. I rushed the car to the machānic after taking permission of a day off from my bōss.

    The mechanic couldn’t finish up and I was hūngry so I decided to go home to eat. I got home and opened the doōr only to see my wife strañgling our little girl of 6 .

    Immediatēly my dāughter collāpse lifelēss, she būndled her añd put her in the car and drōve off. I was shōcked as I hidē myself reçording the event.

    Immēdiately my wifē drōve off my phonē rañg guēss whō……it wãs my wife. She was pañicking saying our daùghter just collāpsed añd she is rūshing her to the hóspital….

    TO Be Continued…

  • Billionaire Boys (Episode 1)

    Billionaire Boys (Episode 1)

    Billionaire Boys Episode 1

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    💰 Billionaire Boys Episode One: 👪

    💸 IVY’S POV 🙎

    “Next” One of the Judge called and I step forward

    “Miss Ivy, your project is as stated , based on the faculty you are and your vast intelligence in this field of nursing , we had dim it fit without all bias to appoint unto you this project; you are to live with the most crul american twin whose hatred for ladies had made them killed their girlfriends in the past and even their own mother.
    You gonna be asking them questions on daily basis at their convenient time and keep asking them relevant questions that can aid the success of what you are sent to do in their house, we wish you good luck” The judge appointing projects to all students said and I bowed my head

    I walked outside with an heavy heart. Crying inside of me as a result of the fear that overwhelmed me. Why in the world will I be asked to go to the Lion’s den and study how they live

    Why me? What if they end up doing something worse for me? I’m kinda scared. If not that this project is compulsory , I’ll have rejected it. But I practically have no choice. This is my final year in the school of nursing and I nust come out in flying colors and make my mum proud . my mum has being my sole carer and sponsor of me since I luckily gained admission to this school of nursing

    We are so poor in our family nevertheless, I’m proud of my mum, she works all day just to earn monies and spend it on me , our rent and food.

    We hardly buy clothes , but I ain’t moved. I just wanna become a great nurse in the future and take good care of her .

    I had tried all my possible best to stay off problem all my life , I stayed off boys issue and concentrate on my studies just so I can make momma proud

    But this project before me is the mountain, it’s a scary giant . How can I be sent to study the cause of the most cruel american twin’s behaviours

    Everyone knows they hate ladies even though they are madly rich. Their wealth is know all over america and the last time I checked , they are the number 24 richest men in America.

    They have all it takes to be happy but like seriously , what made them dislike ladies so much. Humn! I think I’m suddenly finding interest in this

    Something must have caused their hatred for ladies. I think it’s a challenge and I’ll find out. It isn’t normal to dislike an opposite sex to the extent of killing their girlfriends and even their own mother

    Interest to find out grew in me and I walked out of the school, I have no friend either male or female , like they say , you only have issues with someone you close with, as long as I maintain distance between I and other students , I won’t have issues with anyone

    And I’d successfully done that all my years in this school

    I stopped a cab and chattered it to my house to inform my mum . I was anxious and nervous at the same time, I have no idea what mum will think about it but as for me , I’m ready to take up the challenge

    I entered the house and I saw my mum sitting on a chair while resting her head at the bed

    “Mum!” I called she opened her eye and took her head off the chair and welcomed me with a smile

    I walked closer to her enthusiastically and hugged her gently. We exchanged peck her in our checks

    ” Mum , how you doing?” I asked

    “Fine” She said while looking at me and smiling

    “You know what? Every time I see you , happiness always fill my heart . I believe you gonna be the great nurse you had always wish to become ” My mum said and nodded like a kid and smiled

    “Mum, but your face looked pale and stressed ” I said

    “Yeah, Today’s work is somehow stressful, I’ll be resuming night duty in two hours time” She said and I feel pathetic for her

    “Mum, I believe all this is gonna end someday , you won’t need to work to earn again, I’m gonna be taking good care of you just like you doing your best to take good care of me now” I promised and she nodded

    “Mum! I’ve got a news ” I said and she sat very well ready to listen to me

    “I’d being awarded my final project. The project is to spend six months examining the cause of the cruel behaviour of the billionaire twin” I said

    “Sorry! You mean the one and only cruel billionaire twin here in America?” My mum asked and I nodded in respond

    “Those ones that hated ladies to the extent of killing their own girl friend and their own mother, are you glad you going?” My mum asked

    “I can’t say mum but I know I’m really interested in finding the cause of their so much hatred for ladies ” I said

    My mum took her face away like someone who is lost in deep thought and thinking of of the possible outcome of what may happen to me

    She brought her head back to me

    “Ivy, did you have a choice?” She asked

    “No mum, Every students was awarded by the judge according to our performance in school and our intelligence ” I said

    “Be strong” She said to me and I was stunned at what she said

    “Thanks mum” I replied but I could see an expression of sadness on her face

    I guess since she knows that I have no other choice than to go for the project , she had to encourage me to be strong since I can’t become a great nurse we had always wish I become if I do not go for the project

    We talked about some other things , ate and went to our various room to sleep

    I woke up the following day and checked my Email , the address to the billionaire twin’s house and all other information I need has being sent there. I mastered the address and I wasn’t surprised when I saw that I’ll be resuming today

    All other students that had being accorded projects use to resume the following day

    I arranged and packed my luggage well in my travelling box and walked to my mum’s room, I bade her goodbye and she tried as much not to express any emotions

    I must become a nurse no matter what it takes

    I chartered a cab to the address given to me . I stepped down from the car as soon as the car came to an halt

    I arched my brow at how beautiful and magnificent the house is , it’s a fair-sized house built of red Lyons Sandstone with the most god-awful-looking picket fence I’d ever seen

    I brought out my warrant that will make anyone know what I’d come for in that estate

    I walked towards the entrance and I was welcomed by a well and neatly dressed in white and blue security man

    “I’m a nurse given a project here” I said and handed over my warrant to the man. He ran his eyes through it and handed it back to me

    He signalled for me to entere and I did.

    Everywhere was Gleamed with the spotless silence. I must say that I’m currently the most nervous man in the universe

    I walked in fear mixed with anxiousness to the entrance of the room I guess to be the living room. The door is sightly opened so I twisted the knob and entered.

    The room is barely big enough to exhale into

    Two boys dressed in school uniform with an average height stepped down the stairs with a bag pack slung across their shoulder

    Our eyes met and I was stunned at what I saw. They are absolutely identical and I can hardly recognize anyone of them

    Could they be the twin? But are they student? Why should they be going to school when they are rich already and which school would even allow the cruel billionaires twin to be student else they end up killing all female students in the school

    “Are you perhaps the girl sent from the school of nursing” One of them asked with a stern voice

    “Yes…s…s.. sir” I answered stammeringly

    They both nodded and walked closer to me while I quickly bowed my head in fear

    “Look up” One of them shouted and I shook like I’ll faint and quickly raised my head at them

    “Are we some kinda king that you be bowing for , look into our face cus I guess you will be staying here for many months that’s if you survive a week here though ” One of them said and I keep staring into their faces

    “Call me Ethan ” One of them said

    “Call me Evan” The other said

    “Yes sir” I replied still trying hard to look into their face

    The first problem I’ll be having with them is how to recognize them , one seems to be chatty while the other just keep looking at me with fear mixed with surprise on his face as if he recognized me somewhere

    Ethan is the chatty type while Evan is the silent type. They are both alluring, appealing and charming

    Very handsome and cute. Their presence is glamorous and prepossessing

    Their cruel face is still elegant, exquisite and resplendent

    “Come over here ” They both said and turned

    They led me to the backyard of the house. The backyard is well placed and beautifully structured

    “Cursed be ladies” Ethan yelled

    “For they are not suppose to be created with men” Evan shouted stressing-ly

    “May we successfully kill all woman race on earth ” Ethan roared like a roaring lion

    “Amen” Evan prayed

    “Carry that heavy stone over there on your head and keep going to and fro with it on your head , be fast too else I shoot you and you die” Ethan said and brought out a pistol from his pocket

    Holy Jeez! What!

    Fear keep making my heart beat like it will be ripped off itself

    I carried the stone on my head , very heavy that I can hardly carry it but I did. I keep running to and fro the backyard , sweating and praying they will tell me to stop soon but no , they didn’t

    They were just watching me

    “Cursed be ladiiiiies ” Ethan yelled firecefully again

    “For they are not suppose to be created with men” Evan replied with a red eyes

    Something about ladies makes them angry, what was their past like? When did they start seriously hating on ladies

    I tried all my possible best to keep the pace, I got tired and I could run no more , I’d exhausted all my strength , I closed my eye gently and felt myself falling , I lost consciousness.

    TO Be Continued…

  • The Planned Life

    The Planned Life

    The Planned Life

    Thank you for choosing Siri as your online beautiful sweet story reading partner. Today we have “The Planned Life Story or Novels To Read with Siri.”

    🧑‍💻 The Planned Life:

    This wasn’t the life I planned for myself”, I muttered. No, not at all, I’ve been growing from being frustrated to being depressed. I feel like a failure. I finished school at 23years, I planned that at 25, I should be wrapping up with my MSc, also have my own home at 25. I didn’t want single hood to catch up with me at 27. My dream was to work as an OAP in a good media firm but las, I’m here working as a receptionist with a salary of #30000.

    Yes, I’m 34, no good job, no career working, no home of my own, no love life. I feel like the world is crumbling at my feet. I have failed my parents especially my father who so much believed in me. He always talked about how happy he would be when he watches me on the big screen. I feel broken, shattered and alone in this space. The burden is just too much for me to bear.

    After having this conversation with myself, I staggered out of the bed full of bitterness and feeling of being a failure. I see myself as a failure, I had work to do though it doesn’t pay well. I prepared and left for work. On my way to work, I saw mothers dropping their children to school, some younger than myself, some my age and some older than I am. I felt bad, it was enough to ruin my day, at the bus stop, I bumped into an old friend. She was just what I prayed for, she graduated same time with me, served and got married infact she was the reality of the life I planned for.

    After exchanging pleasantries, she offered to give me a ride, I reluctantly accepted. She started asking so many questions from my love life to my financial life. This is exactly what I was trying to avoid. I’m drained already, I don’t need anyone to remind me how drained and broken I am.

    In a bid to talk, I started crying, I couldn’t hold back the tears. The frustration, depression and unfulfillment were written all over me. She asked me a question while calling my name in full; ” Chukwubinyelum, how are you doing?” I said to her ” I’m not fine, I’m not doing well, I am a failure”.

    She smiled at me, she said to me” you are not a failure, for the fact that things aren’t going as planned don’t mean it won’t work out for good”. ” Yes, planning is good but there should be room for miscellaneous. The beautiful things that happen in our lives, most times are not planned”.

    I told her” you are saying this because everything worked out for you as you planned it “. She smiled again, she told me”that yes she’s married but she’s is 35, no issues, yes she got her dream job and husband but sleep has eluded her, I envy her, thinking that she’s my reality but I don’t know that she has been battling with a terminal disease and won’t know when her death would come. She said to me ” I earn so much but more than half of my income is spent on my treatment. Binyelum, this is not the life I planned for, I will be dying without having a child to call my own, I will be leaving my aged parents at the mercy of no one since I’m the only child.

    ” Probably, God allowed me to enjoy luxury before I die, I travel out every month but not for fun but for medical reasons. Most times, the life we planned is different from what God planned.

    Sitting in her car, I remembered that in years I’ve never visited the hospital for any life threatening reason, my parents are hale and hearty. I have siblings who cheer me up in my lowest moment. I have friends who doesn’t see me as a failure. I also realized that they are people who would wish to have the life that I have. Also, God who is the master planner can replan my life any moment and rewrite my story.

    Her story, gave me a new hope and more reasons not to see myself as a failure. I learnt one thing ” that for the fact things didn’t work out as planned, don’t mean that things won’t work out for God. ” Even the bible says ” everything worketh together for good to them that loves God…

    With tears in my eyes, ” I hugged her so tight and said I love you”. I don’t know when the time will come for you to leave this world. But no matter how long or short you live, I won’t forget this life lesson you taught me.

    Yes, I’m not a failure and I know that you too that is reading, you aren’t a failure. No matter what life throws at you, just know that your failed planned life doesn’t mean and doesn’t make you a failure.

    Thanks for reading!!!! 👨‍❤️‍👨

  • Blind Love (Part 1)

    Blind Love (Part 1)

    Blind Love Part 1

    Thank you for choosing Sirimack as your online beautiful sweet story reading partner. Today we have “Blind Love Part 1 Or Chapter One of Blind Love by Sire Jhay Stories or Novels To Read with Siri.”

    😍 Blind Love Part One: 👫

    Desmond was having a lovely chat with his blind girlfriend under a mango tree untill his girlfriend told him to take her to the cinema to see a movie

    Initially, when Desmond heard what his blind girlfriend just said, he was so confused.

    “How do you mean you want to go to the Cinema to see a movie, how do you want to see it when we both know you can’t see, are you trying to tease me here or what Theresa ?” Desmond said to his girlfriend

    “Yes, I am blind, but since I have you, I am not. See baby, you’re my eyes that i use to see, once you’re departed from me, that’s when I would know I don’t have eyes anymore, and I can’t afford to loose you just like every other normal human being wouldn’t afford to loose their eyes Desmond” Theresa said with her head up and her long walking stick in her right hand

    “(Sigh) so how can that be possible for you to watch a movie and enjoy it?” Desmond asked

    “You’ll be there with me, while you’re watching, you start narrating everything to me, I will be listening to you as far as we’re sitting beside eachother” Theresa said

    Desmond bowed his head to the ground, heaved a deep breath, stood up silently and started rummimating about what Theresa had just said

    “You’re not talking again, Desmond, where are you” Theresa said while trying to trace Desmond with her left hand.

    “Theresa I’m right here behind you” Desmond said

    “Oh, Why did you leave? is anything the matter?, I notice you’re silent and I can’t perceive you beside me anymore, is it because of what I said?, Okay, no problem, I’m not going again. Please come sit with me” Theresa said tapping the rock beside him.

    “Okay no problem, we are going to the cinema tommorow” Desmond said

    “Woow, thanks so much, I’m so happy to hear that from you, I love you Desmond” Theresa said and they continued their conversation till the evening and Desmond led her to her parents house.

    The following day, Desmond and his girlfriend went to the cinema to see a movie. The fact that a blind lady was in the cinema watching movie with happiness all-over got a lot of people in the cinema amazed

    Desmond and Theresa really enjoyed themselves till the movie was over and they went back home.

    That night, Desmond couldn’t sleep as the thought of Theresa filled his heart, he kept thinking about her till he enventually slept off that night. (Then he started dreaming about her)

    It was a on a sunny day, Desmond took Theresa to their usual place (under the mango tree), he suddenly went down on his knees to proposed to Theresa holding a ring in his hand

    “Baby, ever since we’ve been together, I couldn’t imagine my life without you. Just as the sun was made to brighten the day, you had come to brighten my life, will you marry me please?” Desmond said holding a ring in his hand. Theresa got shocked at the moment and she started weeping

    “Desmond, I would have loved to marry you but I’m a blind person, so, I’m sorry, don’t let us talk about marriage please, I love you Desmond but not marriage please, I would only Marry if I can see the world with my eyes again” Theresa said with full of tears in her eyes

    “Okay, if that should be the case, what if I give you my own eyes and I go blind for you to see again just for the sake of love. Theresa, I love you so much and I want to marry you please”Desmond said still on his knees

    “Okay, if that could happen, and I can see again, I will accept your proposal with all my heart” Theresa said

    Few days, they they went to a surgery center to exchange eyes. Desmond gave Theresa his eyes and she could see the world again but Desmond was blind now.

    Few moment later, Desmond went on his knees despite his blindness to propose to her again

    “Theresa, now that you can see, will you marry me?” Desmond said holding the same ring in his hand waiting for Theresa to stretch out her finger and accept happily

    “Desmond I’m sorry, I can’t marry a blind man”

    TO Be Continued…

  • My Picture (Part 1)

    My Picture (Part 1)

    My Picture Part 1

    Thank you for choosing Siri as your online beautiful sweet story reading partner. Today we have “My Picture Part 1 Or Chapter One Of My Picture Story or Novels To Read with Siri.”

    🖼️ My Picture Part One:

    One of my neighbor was taking her bath in the bathroom and she didn’t know I was recording her with my phone

    Earlier before she get into the bathroom, I had set my camera phone in one corner at the top of our bathroom purposely for recording

    She spent over ten minutes in the bathroom. While she was in the bathroom, I’ve been hiding somewhere praying and hoping she didn’t see my phone where it was hüng.

    When she was done eventually, she exit from the bathroom and went straight to her room.

    I quickly tiptōed silently to the bathroom. I took my phone, stoped and saved the video and I quickly went into my room to watch what it had recorded so far

    I got to my room, locked the door and I started watching..

    To my greatest surprise, I was shocked at what I saw in the video

    This woman put-off her wrapper and her underwear but there was a calãbash and a photograph (picture) with a red piēces of clothe in her hand. She dropped them

    I don’t know what she was checking on her būtt, she was just staring at it and shaking it vigorously by making it bounce updown..

    She started caressing her brēãst by herself and before I knew it she took out the photograph and started kissing it

    I paused the video, zoomed to check who was in the photograph.

    I zoomed it and to my greatest shock I discovered that I was the one in the photograph(picture).

    “Jesus Christ.. my picture, how come, whyyy, what for ?” I asked in shock and in disbelief

    I played the video again. She made her brēãst shaked sideways by moving her body. Then she started moving her hand gently towards her clîtorîs.

    I noticed she was licking her lower lip continuously as she was doing all these things

    While watching this video. I knew she was up to something

    “Does she have crush on me? Am I that cute that she had to use my picture to mãstûrbåtē ?… but what’s the calãbash for?” I found myself asking these questions with my mouth still agåpë in surprise

    I kept on watching this fifteen minutes video of this woman as she put my picture under her and she started mãstūrbåting on it, she squîrt on it and put my picture in the calãbash.

    “Ahhhhhhhhhh, my picture Inside calabash, I’m dēåd today, whyyyyyyy, what’s this woman trying to do?” I felt like crying

    She carried up the calãbash with her two hands and she started inciting incåntations on it…

    TO Be Continued…

  • Strange Twins (Part 1)

    Strange Twins (Part 1)

    Strange Twins Part 1

    Thank you for choosing Siri as your online beautiful sweet story reading partner. Today we have “Strange Twins Part 1 Or Chapter One or Episode 1 Of Strange Twins Story or Novels To Read with Siri.”

    👬 Strange Twins Part One: 👯

    I couldn’t believe my eyes the day I saw a total strånger that looks exactly like me.

    The moment I saw him, I was extremely amazed, He glanced at me too and he was surprised as well.

    We both stood gazing at eachother intensely for a long time and I felt gōõsebumps all over my bōdy all of a sūddēn.

    “who’s this guy? or is anything wrōng with my eyes” I muttered within myself, I rübbed my eyes roughly and wideñed it to check again, it was still the same guy. I started getting worriēd

    I knew he must have been thinking the same as he kept staring at me in amazement too.

    “Hey, can I have a word with you please?” I beckonēd to him and he started coming over immediately without hesitation.

    The more he was getting closer to me, the more I started confirming the resēmblance. he also has a pointed nose and nice walking step as me

    His face, hairstyle, height, complexion and stature and mine has no difference, the resemblance is just too much.

    “Woowww, dåmn, I’ve been looking at you from there, I can’t believe this, how come we look so much alike, infact we look like twin brothēs” he said with amazement on his face and I affirmed our voice sounds alike too

    “I am very surprised too,, I am so coñfused right now, you were approaching me and I could see everything that’s in me in you too already” I responded to him

    “Like, (chuckle) I’m very, hum, (mouth agåpë)ah ah, I don’t even know what to say, like…” he was slippîng in tōngues while looking at me in surprise

    “Anyways, my name is Michael, every one call me prince” I said smiling and stretchîng my hands forward for an hand shake

    “I’m Desmond, they call me Des-bōy” he said and smiled too revealing his gap teeth

    “Oh, you have a gap teeth too?. Goddd” I said

    “Michael, I can’t believe it, the moment I sighted you, I tapped and piñched myself to confirm if it wasn’t a dream. But now, I’m beggining to think we’re twins, please where are you from? Your age, Your date of birth, and your parents name too” he asked

    I told him everything about myself and he introduced himself too, but lo and behold, none of our ideñtifications were mutual.

    According to him, he just left his faràway town for Greener pastures and he had never seen anywhere to stay yet.

    I heaved a deep breath, I looked straight into his eyes for a long while
    “God is wonderful” I eventually utterēd

    It was still like a dreäm, I still couldn’t believe the scenerio, I couldn’t spôt out my precîse feelings but I started having this feeling that something was definitely wrōng or right somewhere.

    “Please Desmond, I think, we need to go home together, come with me, I need to show you to my pareñts” I said and we started going home together

    TO Be Continued…

  • How I Lost My Virginity (Episode 1)

    How I Lost My Virginity (Episode 1)

    How I Lost My Virginity Episode 1

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    🙎 How I Lost My Virginity Episode One: 🤦

    My name is Lomew Inyang, am 16 years old. I had just finished my secondary school few months and I was looking for a place to go, far away from home, for a change of environment. So when my immediate elder brother told me that it was cool if I wanted to come and spend some time with him at his off-campus apartment in Owerri, I was more than happy to grab the offer with both hands, bum, foot and all
    Immediately, I went shopping for new clothes. I wanted to look the part of an undergraduate (abi una wan make I fall my hand unto make those campus babes sabi say I be Johnny-Just-Come (JJC)?)

    The next day, after I had the chat with my brother on BBM, I set out to IMSU. When I got to the final bus stop at Douglas road, I called him to notify him of my arrival.

    Me: Hafa na. I don dey for the last bus stop.

    Isinke: Am not at home now. I still dey school. See what will happen, take a keke to IMSU Small Gate, after everybody don drop, beg the keke man to carry you go my lodge, e no far from the junction….so that your load no go hard you carry..

    Me: Which load?

    Isinke: The load wey you carry dey come na.

    Me: I no carry any load come o. Na only my school bag wey I carry for back.

    Isinke: (feigning vex) You de mad o. Dem tell you say I come school come open a charity or Lomew organization? You’re coming from house main main and you’re telling me na only your school bag wey you carry? The kain thunder wey go fire that bag wey dey your back don de write final year exams.

    Me: Ah ah bros, calm your titties na.

    Isinke: No just let me swear for you this hot afternoon.

    Me: Say wetin happen?

    Isinke: As you dey on the road dey come so, wetin your mind tell you say you go de chaw when you come?

    Me: Food na. Food no dey your house?

    Isinke: Even if I get food, so your plans na to come and finish am abi? If you no carry foodstuff, make sure you carry enough money dey come o.

    Me: Don’t worry, I got you covered.

    Isinke: You better. Anyways, go house go chill. Later this night we go go one better joint wey dem just open make I know how far you got me covered.

    Me: (laughed) that’s not the kind of cover I meant. I meant the kitchen kind of cover not joint kind of cover.

    Isinke: Whatever. Abeg, class wan start. We go see later.

    The call ended. I put my phone back into my pocket and asked a passer-by where I can get a keke going to IMSU Small Gate. He told me. I crossed to the opposite junction and entered a keke going my direction. As the tricycle was moving, I was looking at the young people walking or standing on the sidewalk, they were probably students, I mused. I then started wishing I was already in the University. The keke man dropped me in front of my brother’s lodge with an additional charge. Immediately I stepped down, my phone rang – my brother.

    Me: Which other swear you swear for me again?

    Isinke: Nothing like that bro. My girlfriend just called me and told me she prepared some food in my room. She is still there. So when you get to my room, just knock, she will open for you.

    Me: You mean she will open for me?

    Isinke: The door, fool! He ended the call. I entered inside the compound, found the door that was written ‘8’ on it, knocked thrice and waited. ……

    To be continued…

  • My Babies (Episode 1)

    My Babies (Episode 1)

    My Babies Episode 1

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    🧑‍🍼 My Babies Episode One 💕👪:

    Darling, thank you so much for bringing Mama… You know this motherhood process is something I can’t do on my own

    The twins are always cr****ying with their beautiful tiny voices

    Ken my husband laughed and carried one of the babies

    Ken: you were always disturbing for a baby, and I decided to give you two at a GO he said letting out a mo**cking laugh

    I touch him on the shoulder and we both laughed

    Ken and I got married three years ago in Enugu after the demise of my parents

    Since then, he has being my all
    He worships and adores me

    Nawo… This your husband acts like men from fairy tales
    Ella my friend said

    Seriously babe, you are very lucky!!!
    This man practically worships you ….hmmmm
    I’m jealous

    Don’t be jealous dear, God will give you someone better

    Ella: story!! Where are my babies Jor??
    They are with their daddy

    She gave me that look of ” you are very lucky”
    I know, I said under my breath

    Ella left after eating my omugwu yam and pepper soup made by mama

    Its been two weeks after the birth of Kelly and Nelly but mama still insists on bathing me…

    Ken and mama pamper, care, cook, bath and showers me with love ..

    Ken: its 2months since the birth of our babies,and you’ve not stepped out of the house. You look pa**le

    My babies are my priority darling, who will I leave them for???
    Mama is here he chirped in…

    Go out, have fun, the babies will understand he said laughing

    Urrgggg!!! I’m not complaining o

    Mama: your husband is right, don’t worry about the kids, I am here or you don’t trust me??

    I hugged mama and assured her I trust her more than I trust myself

    I wore the beautiful white gown my husband bought for me and a pair of sandals with the latest Fendi bag to compliment my look

    I pecked my babies, drove out thinking of where to go

    I was lo**st in thought when I heard a loud thud… Madam, you wan kee yourself??

    Jesus!! A moving trailer with failed brakes

    everyone was driving to safety and I was driving like my husband own the road

    Better go thank your God, you for don see Jesus today.. A passerby said

    The thought of my kids and husband made me c**ry

    Gosh, those angels can’t loose their mom yet I said

    I reversed and headed home

    Drove into the compound and the babies were cr**ying so loud… Their voices were so tiny but loud
    Mama must be taking her bath and hubby must have stepped out I said

    I rushed in leaving my purse and phone in the car

    Gave Kelly a mouth feeder so I’d breastfeed Nelly

    Mama! Mama!! I knocked on the bathroom door, but there was no one inside.
    Mama and ken left my babies and went out?? I started cr**ying

    I kept murmuring… I almost lo**st my life minutes ago and my kids are here with no one taking care of them

    Then I heard a noise coming from my room… Felt a bit of relief “hubby must have been sleeping so he probably didn’t hear the babies cr**ying”

    Walked into the room and met ken and mama on the bed

    Jesus!!!! Jesus!!!!! Jesus!!! Was the only word coming out of my mouth

    Mama??? Ken???? I let out a loud scr**eam

    Nelly started cryng unconsolable…
    Lots of thoughts running through my mind… I was lo    osing my mind

    Mama seem undisturbed… She stood up and gave me a resounding sl**p without minding the baby I was holding

    I told you to kee** her… Do you know the implications of her getting to know about this??
    Now, you’d have to kee the babies she added

    I was standing like a lifeless being.
    I couldn’t talk nor move
    Was I dreaming??
    Mama and ken??
    Which babies are they kilg??
    Nah…. I am loo    sing it

    Nelly’s 😭 brought me back to reality…
    Ken, what’s going on I asked??
    Who are they keeing?

    He collected the baby and sign**aled mama… That was the last thing I remember

    What is ken and his mother up to ??

    To be continued…

  • Not Every Ghost Is A Ghost (True Life Story)

    Not Every Ghost Is A Ghost (True Life Story)

    Not Every Ghost Is A Ghost

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    🧝 Not Every Ghost Is A Real Ghost: 👻

    In 1994, an 87 year old man passed on in a village close to Amai, Kwale, Delta State.

    The late man’s grand son, Ubaka (26 years old and fairly educated), was given some money and asked to travel to Agbor to buy a fine casket for his grand pa’s burial.

    Ubaka left base early and arrived Agbor in good time to purchase the casket and make the return journey same day.

    He was fortunate to get an open back white coloured Nissan pickup heading for Amai.

    He, however, had to ride in the back of the pickup with the casket because two market women travelling to Amai were already seated in front with the driver.

    On their journey, they ran into a heavy rain storm close to Uronigbe and Ubaka quickly opened the casket, “laid himself nicely in the well padded interior,” covered the lid and used the folded newspaper he had with him to leave a small opening between the lid and the main body of the white casket to ensure adequate ventilation.

    The interior of the casket was very comfortable and Ubaka soon fell into a very deep sleep.

    The rain had subsided at the time the pickup van arrived at Umutu and during a brief stop, two men travelling to Amai boarded the vehicle at the back and the same happened at Obiaruku where a man and a woman travelling also to Amai entered the vehicle.

    All this while, Ubaka was enjoying his ‘lovely sleep’ inside the Casket completely unaware of the new passengers who boarded at Umutu and Obiaruku.

    The pickup van arrived Amai just after 5pm and the driver, who was now very hungry, stopped in front of a busy bukataria to have a quick bite before proceeding onto the next village.

    The sudden stoppage and reviving of the pickup’s engine woke Ubaka who then opened the lid of the casket and rose up.

    Trouble come start!

    Gobeeee🏃🏼🏃🏽🏃🏽🏃🏽🏃🏽

    The passengers in the back of the pickup jumped out of the vehicle from various points and took to their heels in various directions.

    The people eating in the buka (including the mama-put and her service girls) who saw the white casket opened, and a “ghost” stepped out, ran off all over the places some with balls of eba and akpu in their hands.

    Ubaka, seeing people running ‘helter skelter’ was convinced that armed robbers were operating and decided to take-off in the direction of three of the passengers.

    When the three passengers realised that Ubaka was running towards their direction, they increased their speed and shouted “ghost! ghost! ghost!!! and, to further worsen the situation, Ubaka was dressed in white “up and down” with a pair of ‘white shoe’ to match that day.

    With the shouting of ‘ghost!!!!!!!!!!!’ other people in their homes came out to see what was going on and on seeing people running at high speed all over the places, they joined in the race for their dear life and the number just swelled.

    The driver and the two market women were the only people who knew what was going on and they had a hell of a time calming the people down and explaining that …………… he merely needed shelter,while it was raining………..
    ………
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    ….
    …

    I am very sure you are still laughing; well this is how a lot of us keep running for no reason and mostly do things because someone is doing it.
    😂😂😂

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  • The Shy Guy

    The Shy Guy

    The Shy Guy

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    🧡 The Shy Guy 🙈:

    (Girls won’t kīll 🚶)

    A girl started noticing a guy who stands in front of her home everyday in the evening. She noticed the guy always comes mostly in the evenings and weekends. The guy never tried to talk to her nor showed any gesture, he just moves here and there by looking into his mobile phone and occasionally Steãling a stare at her.

    It went on like that for a year and the girl understood the guy was in love with her but was too shy to express his feelings. So, she told her parents. They too saw him and liked him. They discussed with her grandparents about a likely marriage. But wanted her to make the first move.

    Next day, she went to him and said: “Hi. I’m Dorathy.”
    GUY: “Hi. I’m Donatus.”

    Hearing this, the Girl was very happy as the names were matching.

    The girl went on and said: “I really appreciate your patience and decency. You have been standing in front of my home everyday for about a year now. So, I understand that you are in love with me but too shy to say it. I think I really like you too and would love it if we get married.”

    The guy smiled and Said: “Forgive me sister! Actually your home’s WIFI doesn’t have a password. So, I come here every evening after work to use free wi-fi to chat with my Girlfriend!” 😅
    …
    ..
    .
    If you were the Girl, what will you do ??? 😅

  • The Governor’s PA (Episode 1)

    The Governor’s PA (Episode 1)

    The Governor’s PA Episode 1

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    🧛 The Governor’s PA Episode One: 🧑‍💻
    .
    My first day at work
    .
    “Did I tell you?… That you will be responsible for my daughter, Elizabeth?”
    The governor blurted and strayed his eyes upon my confused face.

    “Huhn? I mean sirrr? Yo… You say?” I stuttered. Not that I didn’t hear him. Rather I don’t get it. Like I don’t get what he meant by “I will be responsible for his daughter”

    My name is John Joseph. I’m a twenty-nine year old graduate whom, after his National Youth Service had been unemployed for a year. I just started my official assignment today as the Personal Assistant to the Governor of Swizzle group.

    Earlier today at the office, round 3:30PM the Governor had asked me to balance up work for the day and follow him home. Since today is my first time working as a Personal Assistant and to my best knowledge, my duty and responsibilities are to serve the company through the Governor and it wasn’t yet 6:00PM my official closing work hour, I had no option than to obey.

    I rode with the Governor to his house; a beautiful mansion, located inside one of the estates in the city of Abuja.

    When we arrived the governor’s house, he quickly got changed into his casual clothes and came out to the pool. Since then, I have been standing beside him. He is sitted on a couch near the pool, flipping through a newspaper and I’m standing behind the couch wondering if he had changed my appointment from an executive Personal Assistant to his bodyguard.

    “I said, you will be responsible for my daughter” the Governor repeated.

    “She goes to her school for an extra lesson every evening. You will be helping to drive her to and fro till I get a new driver for her”

    The Governor was starring into my face

    “Bu.. but.. sir I.. ” I stuttered again.

    “Do not worry, I will reward you handsomely” He intrudes.

    Just then, a girl, within the age of fifteen, sixteen walks up to us. She was putting on jean trouser and a crop-top, revealing her flat fair tommy. She was holding an iphone and a pink headset and a pink teddy bear school bag hung on her back. The colour of her flat tommy revealing crop-dusting was also pink.

    “Hi Dad!” She greeted the Governor and hugged him.

    “Hi my Angel. Are you set to go for your lesson?” The Governor asked.

    “Yeah” She nodded.

    “Well then, Joseph will take you” the Governor pointed at me. “He is my new PA”

    “I know Dad. I know he’s your new PA” She responded and rolled her eye over me, like I was a disgusting piece of trash. A girl I’m very much older than and was just meeting me for the first time. ‘Gush!’ I swallowed hard and imagined giving her a hot resetting slap if she were to be a random street girl. I don’t blame her anyway. I stepped out from behind the couch and stood before the Governor

    “I don’t want to be late Mr.” She rudely rolled her eyes over me again and quickly headed towards their garage.

    “As always, she wants to ride on the range Rover car.” The Governor said and brought out a black bottle shaped car key from a small box behind him.

    “You are driving her to Michelle international school…” The Governor started to instruct me

    “…Her lesson ends by 6:00PM. Wait for her and bring her back home safely”

    “Yes Sir!” I mumbled and stretch my hand to collect the car key. The Governor place the key on my palm and refused to let go of my hand.

    “Listen to me carefully” He said. “If you don’t want to rust in jail and also lose your family members; my daughter must be safe and happy…”

    He paused and for a moment, he fixed his eyes on me. I wasn’t sure if he was threatening or warning me. I wasn’t also sure if he was expecting me to respond so I nodded sheepishly.

    “…And one more thing…” He continued. His eyes still fixed on me “…know who your boss is. Some of my ex-drivers are serving a long term punishment in prison” He finally released the key and letting go of my hand.

    What does he mean? I started to wonder.

    “You can go now”

    “Hunh. Sorry… I mean. Yes sir” I mumbled.

    I walk to the garage; to the range-rove car where the Governor’s daughter was standing and unlocked the car. I entered and expected her to enter but she remain standing.

    “Madam, enter nah!” I called out on her through the window.

    “Do I need to teach you your job?” She roar. “Come down and get the door open for me; will you!”

    Chaai! Atagom afufu (I have suffered!). I swallowed hard. I used to think that it’s only in movies that this kind of thing happens but I’m now experiencing one.

    If not for my salary, I don’t think I will tolerate this shit from this girl. Anyways, I will deal with her. I consoled myself; went down and got the door opened for her.

    She got her headset on, and balanced at the back seat nodding her head like a lizard while I drove off to her school. She didn’t say a word to me and I didn’t say to her either.

    When we got to her school, she walked into a class for her lessons. I waited in the car till she was through with her lesson and finally came to the car after a long talk with her friends.

    On the way, while driving her home. She still didn’t speak to me and I didn’t bother. I’m in her house to work for money in other to give my poor mother a good life and not to start talking with a spoilt richman’s daughter.

    I was about approaching a short traffic jam when she finally broke the silence.

    “Do you know? Since I turned fifteen years old, two months ago, you are the 20th person my father had employed to be my driver?”

    “Are you talking to me?” I asked because I heard the word “driver”

    “Of course! Who else is driving me now, if not you?” She roar, putting down her headset. “I’m talking to you so listen carefully!”

    “As long as you are my driver; I’m your boss and you will do what I say”

    “It’s your father that’s my boss, not you” I told her.

    “Well, I’m my father’s boss. Anything I say, he does. So if you don’t want to lose your job like the other 20 person, and serve a long sentence in prison like 17 of them are in prison now; or pay an unending debt like 3 are still paying now; you had better obey me”

    I wasn’t certain if she was saying the truth but judging on what her father said earlier, I felt a tangle of fear.

    To Be Continued…