Please you guys should not be offended for posting this very late. Abeg no vex. I know you all have been expecting this episode. I could not finish writing it in the afternoon. Liverpool match destroyed my mood..lol I had to make it long for you sweethearts. Make una enjoy..
away from the supermarket flabbergasted by the little cute angel. At first when I approached the shop, I sighted her walking very fast inside. I wondered what
could be the reason for that. I entered to check for my chocolate first before
approaching her. I saw her dashed to get the only remaining Kitty creamy but I had
no other choice than to grab it first.I
had to walk away to pay for it when someone tapped me lightly on my back and I
turned to look and saw the most beautiful girl I have ever seen but I could not
give her a smile. I was certain she might use that opportunity to ask for it
back but she shocked me with her words. No woman has ever question or talk to
me like that especially when I have nothing intimate with her. How could she say
people like me can never make the country progress? I had to give her the chocolate
to escape the lousy eyes peering at us.
home the next day after my groove on Saturday with a beautiful half-caste at my
hotel. I was drained and feeble. Despite my father’s failing health, he was
still able to leave the house and go to church. I was unable to join them. I
called the car dealer and he assured me that the number of cars I wanted will be
ready very soon. I slept for a long time and after I woke up, I stayed in doors
for the rest of the day.
down on the dining table and in front of me was a plate of vegetable soup with
cow leg, stockfish and fat pomo. I salivated at the aroma coming from the soup. I did not need a miracle worker to tell me
my system desired the meal. I ate it with pounded yam and cleared the plate because it was
delicious. Mrs. Alice has found a new friend and I would make sure she won’t
regret working for me and my family.
Michael arrived, I went to his bar section to get myself occupied with a bottle
of booze. I needed something hot down my stomach. My conversation with Ndidi
dried my throat. Most of the things she said to me penetrated into my thick
head, I forced myself not to think about the things she said and the threat she
made. How could she think that I would fall in love? I know I have done many
bad things in the past but I one thing I can never do is commit murder.
Renee Kemi Kayode was walking as fast as she could to
meet up with her mother at her place of work, a local restaurant. She was in a
hurry to assist her mother who would be the only one there now, except if their
neighbor’s son was there to help her serve food to customers. Renee is the only
child of her mother and late father who died after her childbirth. During her
childhood days, her mother did different kind of jobs to take good care of her
by making sure Renee never lacked anything. Whatever she wanted, her mother provided
it no matter how long it took her. Despite the fact that the woman who brought
her into the world was poor but hardworking and strong, she prayed and wanted
to be like her, her own mother, her role model.
to my mother and held her in my arms as she sobbed. I felt sober and weak about
the news. I had pity for Mrs. Bola who had been our cook for many years. No
matter how busy she was in the kitchen if I wanted her to prepare any dish for
me she would not hesitate to abandon what she was doing to cook for me. If I
send her to the supermarket, she won’t waste time and be back before my eyes. I
will never forget the day I brought a woman home on a Saturday breezy afternoon.
She was the only one in the house. After my session with the chick, I went to
the kitchen to get some food. She served, looked straight into my eyes and said
I deserved to be happy. I neglected Mrs. Bola words, did not bother to ask her
why she made that statement to me. I only thought why she would think I was not
arrived at a Chinese restaurant and parked my car. I noticed the latest brand
new Toyota Camry, which made me knew Melissa had arrived and was already
waiting for me. I came out and motioned towards the entrance of the eatery. I
visualized inside and saw her by the right, sitting down patiently for me.
Melissa is slim, fair in complexion, tall with long beautiful legs. She had
brown eyes, pointed nose and full pink lips. She was putting on a fitted brown
trouser suit. She is the CEO of her multimillion modeling agency. Her father is
Chief Samuel Nnaji, a powerful politician. Melissa’s mother died two years ago
of an illness.
up the next morning and checked the wall clock for the time. It was 7am. I knew I
had an appointment at noon so I will be going to an 8:30 mass. I went
to my fridge to get a bottled water to drink when my phone rang. I went to grab
it from the reading table to see the caller. The facial look on my face changed
into an angry one because it was not who I was expecting to call, I thought it
was Mellissa. I was yet to tell her of my change of plans.
finished my beautiful meal, I called Weyinmi to see me immediately. I waited
outside under the shade of the car park for thirty minutes of his arrival. I
heard the horn of his car as he parked outside.
early as six in the morning, the next day, I woke and took my time for a clean
bath before I drove home. I left the two chicks in my hotel room. I had paid
them off even before we had our groove. The night with them was adventurous and
kinky. They spoilt me real good and we had a date to meet again in two weeks.
On my arrival, my parents and Hilary were prepared to go out together. My
mother shook her head without saying a word when she saw me. My sister avoided
an eye contact with me. My father and I spoke before Monday the driver drove
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crisp legato, the song eased out. Some mid 90's oldies blew its rhythm into the
air-conditioned highlander jeep. It was mid-summer and the second jeep that
found its way into the liabilities of the Onolas. The weather was familiar but
not intruding, a condition the family had seized to make their long distant
trip from a three weeks family holiday. The Onolas smiled and provided
mannerism to the perfect outburst of the songs as it played simultaneously.
Jude had four kids; Gideon, Hosea, Tonia and Bryan, all seated at the back
while his wife Lola was by his side giving him all the support to forbid a doze
off - that wouldn't happen though. Apparently, they were in high spirits, Jude
had taken a swerve from a vicious pothole that mapped a portion within a
hundred meters. Home was three hours away. They were returning from the
Constantine Mountains where they had camped for three weeks to burn out their
holiday and consume freshness. The outing was a headstat for the kids and a
leverage to parental business.
true lover of football and a certified Liverpool fan, I am excited, thrilled and
pleased to have the Premier League back on. My club was able to buy incredible
players like Benteke, Ings, Firnino and the others. Congrats to the new vice captain James Milner, although I wanted Skrtel. I will miss Steven Gerrard, my number one
introduced myself to him. “Are you sure Robinson was a stripper?” I asked him
again because it did not sound pleasing and factual to me.
he replied. “He was a stripper at a private club.”
you aware he had a day job?”
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