Kitme:
Hey..I need your help Give me the name of a local delicacies in Ibo It's vital to what I'm writing. Whatsapp ain't working tho' Thanks!

why did you lie?

valmunich:

why did you lie?

stalkin d wrong person,i guess. Oya talk jare

Kitme:
stalkin d wrong person,i guess. Oya talk jare

No!

valmunich:
No!

Why? Talk nah, okay, I'm sorry...sweetness! Oya talk..

Kitme:
Why? Talk nah, okay, I'm sorry...sweetness! Oya talk..

lol. . . so you think using sweet words will get me to tell you?

you should ask another person ohh cos I'm not telling you shiii

valmunich:
lol. . . so you think using sweet words will get me to tell you?

you should ask another person ohh cos I'm not telling you shiii

Let's not derail nah I will email you!!

Lol robert langdon in nigeria? This shit gone be crazy ! But wait o, if he gets to those intruiging chases across the country how is robert going to pull his iconic escapes? Do we have those secret passage ways and intruiging places he likes using? I'm staying tuned. Op oya come and update, you know this is a thriller na...

Chapter 3 [dedicated to Creamish, Mhizkel and Sinizia]


The motorcade rumbled down the streets. The motorcycles led the way, followed closely by a bullet-proof RRS van. It was an impressive sight, considering how the hunted Clergy man had overnight become the most guarded citizens in the country. Second only to the president himself.

A stage of emergency had been declared as all Catholic Priests in the country were being transported to a secure location, known only to a very few people. It was a classified mission and the SSS was very secretive in ensuring that this was smoothly carried out. Even the soldiers that were involved had to be blindfolded before they were taken to the Tower-as branded by the head of the State Secret Service.

However, a certain Bishop called-Francis Nuga, refused to cower or go into hiding even though the papal Nuncio in the country had made it mandatory for all clergy men to suspend their duties temporarily due to security reasons.

''I will not go hide in a cave or a hole all because we are being massacred by misguided. I'd rather die for Christ and for the Catholic faith than live in fear''. These were the exact words of Bishop Francis Nuga on the early morning sunrise Show on Channels television.

He was the only Catholic Minister that still celebrated Mass, and administered the Sacraments. He had however successfully convinced some of his colleagues to remain in their Parish, and to expect the unexpected. But majority of his brothers in Christ thought safety was pivotal, and therefore allowed themselves to be protected by the government.

The Bishop's inspirational sermons weren't directed only at the Clergy, as he also fervently persuaded the lay faithful to stand firm in the face of the engulfing persecutions.

The Magnificient St.Agnes Catholic Church, Maryland Lagos was always filled to the brim every blessed Sunday. This also happens to be the Parish under the administration of the gallant and brave Bishop who refused vehemently to go into hiding.

People likened him to the great Reverend Father Mbaka-who during his lifetime was rumoured to have received a diamond ring during an apparition from the Virgin Mary herself. Some said he was the next Michael Iwene Tansi-the only Canonized Saint in Nigeria. He somewhat became a symbol and Insignia of hope. He was indeed a dauntless mercenary of Catholicism and Christianity.....................

[Continuation of Chapter 3]

Location: Franciscan Sister's
Convent, Badore, Lekki Lagos.


The Sisters had just finished their compulsory midnight rosary prayers that was held everyday in the Chapel. Most of them had sleep and weariness written on their faces, as they walked sluggishly back to their dormitories.


Sister Faustina!-the voice of the Stringent Mother Superior rang through the halls and jolted the half-asleep sisters back to reality.
I want you in my office in Twenty minutes-the Mother Superior said. And with that she returned back to the chapel to speak with the Convent's Gardener. Some of the sisters in the hall giggled mischievously, as if they knew what was about to befall Sister Faustina.

Sister Faustina had taken the vows of charity, poverty and chasity just two weeks ago. It was the most memorable day of her life. Despite her father's threat to disown her if she didn't marry Okafor-the son of one of the wealthiest traders in the clime of Onitsha. She had being adamant and very determined in donning the famous Black and White Habit of the Sisters.

Her mother was overly supportive, but her father had being one hard nut to crack. His stone-heart however softened 6years ago. That was the year he got involved in a ghastly road accident that almost claimed his life.

Some Reverend Sisters of the Dominican Order passing by had saved him, and helped him escape the fangs of death. They had rushed him to the nearest hospital, settled the bills, and visited him everyday till he finally got discharged. He was stunned by their sincere kindness, and he did not hesitate to sponsor his only daughter and child during her four year course at the St. Augustine Catholic Convent.

Sister Faustina's mind was in a state of inexplicable pandemonium. A call from the stern and well-feared Mother Superior wasn't in any way a good sign. Was she about to get expelled? Did she get caught masturbating in the bathroom on Monday?-all these questions flooded her medulla. If it could rain the head-then Sister Faustina was experiencing a terrible storm in her mental sky.

Oh sweet Jesus, she said. After all the sacrifices and hard work, she was about to be sent home packing disgracefully to her parents. She was jolted from the ethereal by a forceful shone from Sister Augustina, her roommate.
''It is past twenty minutes dear, weren't you supposed to go see the Mother Superior?- Sister Augustina said. Oh Yes! Sister Faustina yodelled. And with that she quickly tied a bandana that had the inscription that read- Gloria in Excelsis. Having done that, she headed hastily for the Mother Superior's office.




Mother Superior's Office
***********************

The mother Superior, Reverend Theresa Olayinka sat cross-legged on a black leather chair situated in the centre of the large room. She had been the prioress of this Convent for twenty five years. She had encountered so many young girls from different backgrounds. She had expelled some. Suspended many, and had being involved in the transformation of many of them. But she wasn't about to expel anyone tonight. All she craved was for some...................

Her thoughts were interrupted rudely by the knocking on the door. Please come in, she said.
Sister Faustina stepped into the office, bowed to the Mother Superior, and stood like a Serf awaiting orders from her Mistress. She looked like a nervous fifteen year old teenager on her first day in High school.
''Please seat down and make yourself comfortable dear''. The Mother Superior said, and that seemed to calm Faustina a bit.

She sat down at the behest of the Superior on a wooden cave chair positioned adjacently to the huge desk of Spiritual books. All her former worries vanished in the twinkle of an eye when the Mother Superior began to UnCloth herself.

Her white Scarf came off first, followed by her habit. Her brassiere was next and her full round breastss were staring at Sister Faustina's face. She removed her lace pants, and exposed a triangular-esque patch of hair between her laps. Her vaggina was now in full view, and it was visibly soaked in dripping wetness.

Even at 52 the Mother Superior was a sight to behold. Her curvaceously sculptured body configuration, complimented by a pretty face could get a Haram Eunuch aroused. And with a Maleficient smile on her face, the Mother Superior cat-walked to the chair Sister Faustina had been sitting on like a muted and hypnotised Automaton.
She sat her buttocks on the young Sister's thighs and kissed her lips passionately.........................

gud one there mhizkel, waiting for more.

Captainswag225:
gud one there mhizkel, waiting for more.

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Mhizkel:

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i know oo but since u decided to take over u must continue, i am enjoying ur write up.

Nice one Darkenedrebel. Keep it up.

Captainswag225:
i know oo but since u decided to take over u must continue, i am enjoying ur write up.

You mixing it up. His busy schedules is keeping him away online. And he doesn't wanna starve his readers. Therefore, he asked me to help him update the story.

Cool story but it seems too early to be drifting away from the thrill,,, my opinion tho

losprince:
Cool story but it seems too early to be drifting away from the thrill,,, my opinion tho

seconded