una no comment again......I don't know if am doing it right

alaafyn: una no comment again......I don't know if am doing it right

is that why u dont want to update?

ozor1: is that why u dont want to update?

I don't know if am pleasing u guys

alaafyn:

Na so we see am ooo

Na u know o, luvly piece u have

alaafyn:
I don't know if am pleasing u guys

better update oo

from the last edition

“My guy” I praised him
“Am not your guy" the guy was aloof
“Wetin happen”
“What I did was bad, I shouldn’t have listen to you”
“At least you did and you now know that the girl is not a virgin as she claimed”
“So?”
“Keep living in denial” I hissed and off my cloth, busola perfume still lingers

“But e sweet you abi? Iasked him with a sarcastic voice. “Bleep off” , am going to mosque” he said and walked out of the room.
I was surprised, did I just hear Bleep off?

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“bisola can I have a few words
with you”
“Shoot”

It was on Saturday, I have been looking for every means to talk with her; I miss the malt and I can’t seem to forget the kiss.

“Am very sorry for what happened between yemisi and I, it was………………” she stopped me

“Lets see, you tell her about your parent, she cried and blah blah”
“No!”
“Look, I don’t have time”

“I love you, all I did with your sister was just to spite you, to make you open your eye and see my true feelings “
“I know I have been a very bad boy, but the your spot in my heart can never be filled” I concluded and try to walk
away.

“Tunde” she called out
“Yes” I turned towards her
“Are you sure of what you just said?”
“Yes, please let’s start over”
“As friends or lovers?” she asked

“As lovers” I replied her, wondering if we were lovers before.
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Monday morning came with freshness; the store seems to have many customers.

Yemisi kept her distance and my new girlfriend smiled
and blow a kiss at me every chance she got.

I wasmaking a round when I saw the ghost; it was ‘corper debby’, she was chatting with a customer beside her.
I walked up to her “Corper debby!” I called on her.
She turned back, she saw me “Tunde!” she gave me a hug.

Memories of those moments came flooding back.
Thousands of thoughts crossed my mind at the time.
Silently, I thanked God for giving me that opportunity. She. pulled away and grabbed me by my hand “Meet my
husband”…………………….
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ozor1: better update oo

i released another Omo bro

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GOOD MORNING MY PALS AND WELL WISHERS IN HERE.

oga, i don de wait for long make i talk wetin de my mind since.
You don fvck all the guys up.

+ YOU HARDLY REPLIED MY COMMENT

+I NOTICED THAT YOU ONLY REPLY THOSE OF YOUR BABES AND NOT GUYS

+IF YOU SHOULD TRY IT AGAIN, ALL THE GUYS WHERE DE HERE GO DO RIOT...


BUT APART FROM THAT NICE STORY, AND FOLLOWING

360prince: GOOD MORNING MY PALS AND WELL WISHERS IN HERE.

oga, i don de wait for long make i talk wetin de my mind since.
You don fvck all the guys up.

+ YOU HARDLY REPLIED MY COMMENT

+I NOTICED THAT YOU ONLY REPLY THOSE OF YOUR BABES AND NOT GUYS

+IF YOU SHOULD TRY IT AGAIN, ALL THE GUYS WHERE DE HERE GO DO RIOT...


BUT APART FROM THAT NICE STORY, AND FOLLOWING

chief no vex O..I remain loyal ooo

...good. morning fans......am very sorry if I have offended you guys....

alaafyn: ...good. morning fans......am very sorry if I have offended you guys....

Itz all good bro... 360 prince just spoke our collective thoughts so take cognizance of that n make amends wer necessary.

**********
she introduced me to a lean decent looking guy he called Steve. The man looked at me and smile...
"she always talk about her 'corper days' and you are always remembered, its nice meeting you"

my mind shifts back to those steamy moments on her 2 1/2 bed in the village, my mind was weeping for joy when I heard that...

....you look cute" the man was still talking, he shakes my hand and proceed with his shopping.

"Tunde, gist me , how your life" she asked me, smiling at my face.
"I have missed you and everything" I began
"do you remember our last sex before you move out of the corpers lodge?" I questioned her.

she gave me a killing smile "you're such a baby, don't dwell on the past my boy" she turned toward her husband.
"lets meet just once"
" Take care of yourself Tunde and don't forget to go to a university" ..........

Sweats formed around my palms; that was the woman I have loved all my life,. I felt like crying, maybe life goes on............

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On that Monday evening, Busola came to me again; this time it was in my room. We chatted for minutes and I launched her into the game of romance
just to keep corper Debby out of my mind.


She was a virgin; the game couldn’t proceed to the next level.
“I am dating you sister” I broke the news to her
“I know, but I can’t leave you”
“Do you want me to date two sisters?”
“Please leave her for me; I will give you all you want” “You can’t” I cut her short.

“I will give you sex, money, time and all of me” “Be careful of what you wish for” I warned her.
“Let’s wait and see” she left

"why are they like this? "
"maybe because they lack the opportunity to mingle with guys lîke me" I answered my question and took a nap *********************************************************************************

Pryme-st*rr:

Itz all good bro... 360 prince just spoke our collective thoughts so take cognizance of that n make amends wer necessary.

thanks man....y'all are d back bone

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lol

The week went well; I was getting money from both sides and having a quality time with. Bisola.

My room mates were also enjoying it; Mohammed seems to accept his condition and roll with Uche and me.
We were paid on Thursday, we opened bank accounts and saved the money for future purpose; the future that seems to be near.......

the next episode is the last edition of the first season.... so sorry for this short episode

Ok but u are taking too long updating us. Pls fire on.

am sorry o. Na one wedding I go ooo...d new wife talk say make I greet u

Lagos dudes; the chase



On Saturday afternoon, I was in the sitting room with Bisola. We were studying together in her room

Her parent with sister left the house for a party. 30minutes after they left, we proceed to
her room from the sitting room ; this time the romance turned into sex.

"why are you dragging me to your room?" I questioned her
"I heard boys from rural area are good on bed"

I laughed " guess am now a lab rat, do you like sex?"
she said am not a lab rat, that she was just curious, and the last time she had sex was months ago.

I get down to work,; I browse through the nooks and crannies of her upper body with my tongue with my hands making way for my adventure.

in short while, we were naked..... I laid her down to her bed and I licked her snails; a major thing I learnt from my corper.
she moaned with fluid coming out of her vaginal .

"let me try this"
she gave me my first Mouth Action....
"chai! this girls inside gate bad ooo" I thought aloud
"you're not serious, it was my first time" she replied and continue

I was praying as she stroke "God abeg, no make her get epileptics o" it was a great feeling.

I proved myself by fucking her for complete 2rounds.....
After the rounds. we played around the room with our unclothedness



We had someone cough.
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abeg help me bring more followers and promote this thread to the front page.


thanks for ur encouragement so far, but I need more from u guys

It was her sister; she came in and her eye was filled with gloom immediately.
“Am sorry” she said and left the room.
unknown to us, our romance has lasted to few hours; I heard voices in the house; it was the chief
and my boss.
I left her room quietly and left the house when the voices die down.

I called Mohammed from is post at the gate to the room with uche resting in the room.

I told them what happened ; "busola saw me with her sister and i dont know what she might do"
"bastard" Mohammed muttered.
"I know you will ruin our plan and land us in trouble" Uche said and cursed in his language

we decided to pack our bags.....

After packing, we all waited in anticipation of things to happen; we heard the chief call out our names; the rage in his voice speaks trouble.
“You bastard” he pointed his cutlass towards me
“Pack your things and leave my house!” he barked.
I left for our room, as i was entering I heard him talk again
"Are you guys deaf?" he referred to my friends.

We dash into the room and pack the bags. He followed us into the room and threw our bags out. We gather the bags and the cloths slowly on the floor until he threatened us with the cutlass……………………

we ran the race of our life

this ends season one.....thanks for being here
.....season 2 comes shortly

It's been five days since we left the house of the
Bankoles , it was not a terrible days per se; Uche and I
slept in a church very close to our Old street.

The pastor was wonderful, he called himself a prophet; i see him as a psyche who predict problem according to status.

He serves us both spiritual food and physical food on two conditions; we must act as disable human beings. Uche became a homeless blind man who was healed by the pastor, I was healed on the wheelchair.

The church also serves as shelter and our miracle
seeking congregation always give us alms which was
also shared between the pastor and us.

Mohammed finds solace in a nearby Mosque where he
helped the Imam. Religion centers are fast way of making money.

"I don buy that shop wey dey nearby" Mohammed told us. Mohammed was the only one to utilize the money in the bank.

The shop he bought was from a mallam who
decides to leave the life of struggle in Lagos the life of
farming in his village. The shop serves as a means of
shelter and food.

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"Pastor I need you to pray for my daughter " a robust
woman was pleading with our pastor, beside her was a
girl with a bleached skin.
"Is yourchild having a problem in her education? " the pastor asked.
The month was February, many students were
preparing for the senior secondary school examination,
therefore it was a wise guess.

" Thank you pastor" the woman was amazed. I was
laughing from where I stood. The pastor made a loud
prayer and there was exchange of money.
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"You must not fail this time, the thirty thousand naira I
gave you will be the last I will give u" the woman warned
her daughter. The money She gave her was for
examination runs... I smiled

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"Uche, take" I gave him the house rag to wear.
" take this to Mohammed too" I gave him another rag.
"Wetin be all this Na?"

your comments will keep me going....kindly drop ur comment and follow d post

alaafyn: am sorry o. Na one wedding I go ooo...d new wife talk say make I greet u

Welcome back. Na wa 4 u sha oo. Na married woman msg u sabi deliver.U no wan deliver the new wife younger sis message to me bah?

Nice story, did a great job combining different ethnic to function as a unit, we need more of these, kudos
#following


Hweva, I get 1 small question, u go continue season 2 for here or we dey go another thread?

You have a good story line. The message is clear and your grammar is near perfect. However it's lacking in comic relieve and suspense even when there are more than enough opportunity to introduce them.
With the title of your story, I expect to be hearing hilarious local slangs but your pure English narration is not giving it a natural flavor. More of narration and setting of environment, that's the trick that captivate readers.
As for lacking followers, it's cux your story is still young. Just be prepare to entertain a page-full of them when your story matured.
I believe there is loads of potentials in your story. Just relax and utilize them instead of getting obsessed with followers and numbers of update. This is your show, you are in control here!

shollaire: You have a good story line. The message is clear and your grammar is near perfect. However it's lacking in comic relieve and suspense even when there are more than enough opportunity to introduce them.
With the title of your story, I expect to be hearing hilarious local slangs but your pure English narration is not giving it a natural flavor.
As for lacking followers, it's cux your story is still young. Just be prepare to entertain a page-full of them when your story matured.
I believe there is loads of potentials in your story. Just relax and utilize them instead of getting obsessed with followers and numbers of update. This is your show, you are in control here!

thanks so much for the advise...... they r three boys from villages ....I'll but the slangs into use and I'll work on d suspense

sanyahkod:
Welcome back. Na wa 4 u sha oo. Na married woman msg u sabi deliver.U no wan deliver the new wife younger sis message to me bah?

she be calabar gal O..Na death wish

alakid: Nice story, did a great job combining different ethnic to function as a unit, we need more of these, kudos
#following


Hweva, I get 1 small question, u go continue season 2 for here or we dey go another thread?

d last edition is d beginning of d second season....thanks

The street was empty and narrow, two beggars sat at the extreme end of the street, their face shows anticipation of a certain thing they are expecting.

A young lady holding her handbag possessively, in the hand bag was thirty thousand naira for the purchase of 0'level examination and runs.....

Suddenly, a young preacher with the looks of
prophet Jeroboam busts out from the corner down the
street; he was shouting and sweating with a brownish-
white garment cloth that reminds the world of the time ofJesus.

"Repent, the end is near"
"The messiah will beback like a thief at night" he preached the gospel in a loudthroaty voice; every sentence was stamped with thesound of a bell.

The sound brought out the people of the street out of their homes; it was unusual for such occurrence.

"Do away with the things of the past"

"Drop the things of the world and carry the cross" he continued.

By the time he was few meters away from the lady
coming down the street ..he start singing

They met, but before the lady could walk pass him, the preacher start uttering and blabbing some foreign words....

"Oh thank you Jesus"
"Young lady" he called out
"Sir" she replied,facing him and hoping for a miracle

"The spirit of God tellme that your time is here" he smiled at her and startspeaking in tongue

The lady smiled "continue sir"
"The O'level examination you are about to do, it is settled"
"Praise that lord" she jumped up and down and cried

"You must have a 3days fasting and prayer and give alms tothe poor" the prophet told her
"i will do just that sir" shewas beaming with smile now.

The lady pick out a 200naira note from purse "Please use it to buy water sir"
she offered.
The prophet reject the money and turned around. But he suddenly look back , the lady was alarmed

" i see death on your way"
"Ye! Moku oo" "Kneel down andlet's pray"

After the prayer, he told her to give alms to the
beggars you see on your way.

"Give half of everything you have on you to the first beggar you meet after our meeting" he told her.

"God is with u, i saw two beggarsdown the street, you can give them the money" he said and pointed to where he saw the two beggars.

what he saw surprised him