he kissed her....slowly, cherishing her lips with his own, he brushed her breasts slightly cupping them and kneading softly, he sat up and looked into the eyes of the girl on her bed,...such an angel..............oh!...he felt so lucky....never felt this good in a long time......he bent over her again.......kissing....this time deeper and very slowly, he licked his fingers and then eased off her bra......stroking one nipple between two fingers he dedicated his mouth to the other.......sucking, kissing, stroking with his tongue.......the girl on his bed arched her hips......he took that for a sign....a welcome sign....he slowly stroked her belly, then her belly button, letting his hands descend ever so slowly he slid his hands into her underwear, making sure to touch her lightly, brushing, stroking rubbing, he paused a while, then took off her panties while massaging her body, he examined her womanhood.......muttered some inaudibles to himself....oh! he like what he saw.....just as he thought it would be, he then licked her button, up and down, back and forth in a rhythmic movement, while licking and slurping he inserted a finger into her body, making sure not to go too deep too soon, he kept only the tip of his finger inside, moving it back and forth....slowly.....then faster,...all this while working away with his tongue on her little button, he paused a while and examined the girl.......oh yes its about time!
he felt with trousers....a very hard object was inside it.....he stroked it, slowly.....a weapon of mass destruction.....yes sir!...that is exactly what it was........he reached inside and brought it out......a stainless steel, silver handle pen knife...held it against the girls throat and cut it open.

lets see wat u got

joan stared at the headline, ANOTHER BODY FOUND AT AREA ONE JUNCTION.......she immediately felt sick to her stomach, standing up, she looked out of the window, area one is a stone throw from her apartment, immediately her investigative journalism instinct kicked in, she wanted to go to the site and see for herself, as soon as she felt it, it passed away because along with feeling came the bad memories of her dismissal from work for protesting loudly about her boss' amorous advances, banishing the memories to a dark corner of her mind she stared at the newspaper again.......another one gone........primal fury raged through her system, she felt like doing something, but what can she do......suddenly she heard her phone ring, it has been ringing for sometime now but she wasnt paying attention, picking it up she pressed the ignore but and immediately felt instant pain....another cancelled date with jonathan youzedo, the guy she just met on facebook, he was everything she wanted in a man, patient, frequent caller, very handsome, tall and very handsome, judging from the pictures they have exchanged, the only setback is that they have not met in person and she couldnt tell what the chemistry was going to be like when they finally meet, she immediately felt guilty about cancelling the date, but she was in no mood for that now, she promised herself to make it up to him later. she cleared her thoughts, took a deep breath and dialed a number, a number she had been avoiding and rejecting for a long time.

at the sun newspapers head office at phone rang,

peircing the calmness in the office, interupting the

unholy thoughts going through bello's mind, a young

virale man inhis late twenties, sex for him is like a

medicine, meant to be taken daily and last night was no excption

the girl was good, he suddenly smiled....yes last night was good

picking up the phone he saw the caller, and his world stood still

...it was joan with the curvy shape and big behind, not too big breasts

but enough to fill your hands if you cupped both of them, joan his former

partner in investigative journalism before she was sacked, a girl that loved

her and he loved in return but had cheated on many times untill she couldnt

take it anymore...............he cursed the night she had caught him pants

down in his car with his whole life in a hookers mouth, one of his fingers

frozen in the girls blouse


he had stared at the inruder without recognition until he recognised it was indeed

joan, immediately, his manhood had deflated, he had opened the door and ran after

her, but the hooker didnt make a pleasant sight to behold with her running after him and demanding

to be paid.......god punish her!....bridget...yes that was her name, ordinary name

for an ordiary girl...damn her!........joan had turned into something else,

bedding anybody, including samson...the boss' nephew who had come to the company

as a corper....samson...that bastard!...then when everyone thought she had turned

into a nympho she stopped, changed her persona and got sacked shortly on trumped up

charges after resisting the boss' advances.

he had been pleading and calling without positive results till now....bello quickly

checked to make sure he had no date for the night.....sweet judas!...damn..he had missed

that..................

clearing his throat and sipping some water he tried not to appear nervous and excited as

he pressed the green button.........


"hello"

"hello bello, how are you?"

"well i am fine"

"arrrrrrm"

long awkward pause

"its been a long time bello"

"yeah, i was arrrm, how are you again"

"i quite well, like i said"

"yes...so, what is new?"

"this area one killings....have you heard about it....new right?"

bello was disappointed, that was not the kind of responce he had expected,

"well errrm yeah, heard about it"

"who is investigating"

"the police"

"oh come on bello you know what i mean.......from the reporting angle?"

"well, nobody...elections are near, nobody has time for that right now, maybe latter i will assign one
of the new guys to it...back page story....its not new again you know, terrorists are in the north, election is near
and we are low on staff strenght"

"people are dying bello"

"i am not the one kiling them joan, the ploice are trying"

"remember how we burst the baby sale orphanage with our investigative reporting, you and me?"

"pity you are no longer here with us joan"

"what is i investigate it myself...you do the reporting and publish in your name, all the praise goes to you"

"hahahaha...well thats after the reporting right?"

"right...i will do that"

"ok joan...how about you and me getting together...just a date...i am not suggesting..................."

bello stared at his phone, the call has been ended

your story is captivating, I must say. I am following...

its friday, thirty more minutes and it will be saturday, but

peolple were still milling in and out of the night club, the

atmosphere is intoxicating, loud music, people shouting,

laughing, getting drunk, handling each other, newly met future

lovers looked into each other's eyes, thinking of how the night

is going to be like, but content to hold hands for the time

being, some impatient lovers has already started kissing

passionately, some girls hung around the entrance a while, walk

inside, buy a drink and look around like they are waiting for

someone......anybody actually, who needed what they had to

offer, immediate sexual gratification.

one of such girls stared at a guy sitting all by himself,

looking so lost in thought, the guy look up, saw the girl

looking at him and smile ruefully, the girl smiled back and

started walking towards him, stopped midway, raised her

eyebrows a non verbal language that can mean, do you want me,

should i stop, can you handle this financially, i am not that

cheap and i will give you a nice time, all at once. the man

displayed no emotion, the girl hung around for a few awkward

seconds, then walked away, hissing and exagerating the sway

of her hips as she walked away, the man stared at the

retreating behind, rather impassively, today he was supposed to

be on a first time date with joan but the date got cancelled

again by her without reasonable explanation, he had

immediatelly lost interest in every other thing throughout the

and had decided to come to the club alone just to avoid the

insomnia he knew would plague him throughout the night, he

sighed deeply and took another gulp of beer..........joan!



at the vip section a young man was busy signing autographs,

taking pictures and trying to keep his pasted smile in place,

his name is shexkillz....well that is his stage name, no one

knows the real one, nobody needs it, his songs are on replay

on major radio stations across the country, very charming

fellow even when he is just being himself, has a magnetic

persona, at the request of a few more female fans he performed

one of his hits....freestyle....the girls went wild and the

guys turned green, including jonathan, he just couldnt

understand what the whole craze was all about, if only they knew this man, he signalled

the waiter, paid him and left.





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he browsed through the profile...another perfect candidate,

loner, star gazer, had been previously heartbroken, he smiled,

another female needing redemption........

he sent her a friend request, he would make sure to check in

evening, he smiled as he tooked another puff from the stuff he

was smoking........and was pleasantly surprised!....accepted...

wow.....record acceptance......he thought of the days ahead,

stroked his beard, slipped a hand into his boxers and felt his

manhood....well actually what was left of it......the greater

part had been burnt off in an accident, caused by his mother,

he hated her so much, a serial cheater, she had drove into

another car on her way home in a bid to get home before her

husband did, she died on the spot.....after yet another
escapade....b@#ch!

he vaguelly remembered him and his father's relocation to

liberia where he had recieved treatment for the burns he had

sustained, the car had ignited, burning his chest, stomach,

and genitals...narrowly missing his urethra, a wave of anger

passed through his soul........did he actually remember this

things, he was just three years old when it happened, well that

was what his dad told him....so he had hated his mum.....and

all women!!....hoes!...everyone of them!...how can you leave

your little baby in a car and..........well its too late for

all that now...........he hated everyone of them..........

including angelina...the girl back in liberia who had been
there neighbour, he remembered when he was twelve....that

night, it was christmas and they were all alone after countdown

at general leroy johnson square, on their way home they had
passed a lonely footpath, angelina had held his hands tightly

dragged him into an empty shed and asked him if he wanted to

see something....he had said yes, even though he didnt know

what....suddenly she took of her clothes, he had hitherto been

scared of been naked around anybody...and girls in particular.

"come on BJ"...."take off yours"

"no angelina lets go home"

she had started undressing him...he couldnt stop her

"what is this"

"what"

"errrm oh my gawd"..."this is not how it looks like...what happened to you chest......"

"i would like to see it when it gets hard"

"well...mine doesnt"

"what!...hahaha...you are......every male i know...."

he had made to dress himself and walk home alone, when he heard

the meanest laughter in the world....

"you have nothing down there hahahahahaha..your stomach is so..........."

"how to you know...how many have you seen"

"well i have seen maxwells......and even john, my moms new born
baby is bigger than yours.....why does it look shapeless and
shrivelled like badly fried meat....here,..wait lemme see"

an image of his mother had immediately flsahed through his mind

along with it came some uncontrollable rage..........

"i am gonna tell..................."

that was it.......he had given her a blow at the back of her

head, she fell down pleading........some kind of satisfaction

he had never felt before came over him....he felt so.........

he wanted that feeling again, he grabbed a piece of wood and dealt her another blow, she had stopped her senseless talk,
stop using up more of the worlds oxygen and blood gushed from her mouth.

he had felt something warm on his own body....angelina's blood

maybe?.....but no...it was colourless and sticky...along with

it came the most satisfying feeling in the world....

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