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@ debest,

Don't you think this is a good point to put a final full stop or the conventional "THE END" and wait for feedbacks from readers? Also, suggestions for story title are welcome from readers.

Whao!

AccoPen:

@ debest,

Don't you think this is a good point to put a final full stop or the conventional "THE END" and wait for feedbacks from readers? Also, suggestions for story title are welcome from readers.

Yes Accorn, this is indeed a good place to draw the curtain,,,,shame the initiator of the story has gone AWOL,

debest, my e-mail is now visible. Pls send me ur e-mail ad. We need to talk.

For God's sake, where is countrygrl?

AccoPen:

For God's sake, where is countrygrl?

lol i tire for the girl ooooooo

Maybe Debest really did kidnap her
Accopen, how u dey?

debest, i'm kool. I took a journey to you mail box earlier today and i dropped something there.

jolayemi s:

What?

adebayo, are u starting anoda stopy?

AccoPen:

adebayo, are u starting anoda stopy?

4 where

Where iz . . .

Guys u've done a good job.

Please i need some coaching on writin i want u guys to helpme. i need tips to develop my writin skills. ld appreciate good respmse

Akin was snoring lightly in the early hours of the morning, with his left hand on Countrygirl's exposed tits and the right hand lying limp somewhere in an unmentionable part of no man's land. Countrygirl had both hands wrapped round Akin, and her bare legs were slightly parted to reveal yet another unmentionable, their posture clearly suggesting what exactly they had been doing before they fell asleep.

Since the million dollar fortune acquired by Akin, life had been a brothel of roses for the lust-struck couple and they had spared no dollar in making their life comfortable, the pleasure yatch was a testimony to that effect. The Eclipse, an exquisite yatch it was, swayed slowly as the waves rocked its watery cradle, making dreamland even more pleasurable for the nude sleeping pair.


It was Akin who heard the first sound.


He woke up with a start, his mind a bit blurry from the tiring ecstasy dished out to him by the indefatiguable Countrygirl. He carefully lifted Countrygirl's arms from around him and listened hard, certain he had heard a sound. They were alone in the boat at the moment and the engines weren't running since they were close to shore and had dropped anchor, and though it was improbable that there was someone else in the boat, there was the kind of hushed silence that strongly suggested sneaky movement.
Countrygirl stirred beside him, and he turned his attention once more to the exposed tit and squeezed softly, pleased with the moan the action generated from the woman. Believing he was imaging things, he started to get back under the sheets when the cabin door opened, and standing there, his bulky frame dwarfing the small cabin door, was non other than Aremu Obasanjo, the ex boyfriend of Countrygirl. It wasn't the mirthless smile on the ugly face that sacred Akin, but, carefully balanced in the palm of his left hand and the butt firmly held in the right hand of the intruder was a 9mm shotgun. That's what sacred the shit out of him.


He pinched himself to make sure he wasn't dreaming, pinching a little too hard in his fear, it hurt like hell, he sure was wide awake( this dear readers is to prevent some fan of Akin from turning this into another nightmare like the other time).


Countrygirl opened her left eye lazily, the right one still shut tight "hi honey, wanna dance some more?". When Akin didn't reply, she turned to get a good look at him, Then she saw the figure by the cabin door. And she screamed. A long, loud scream that did nothing to lighten the mood in the room.

Akin's mind began racing, He had a small Mauser tucked somewhere by the headrest, but he'd put C'grl in the line of fire if he tried reaching it and besides,Obasanjo being the ex-soidier he was had both of em well covered , he ruled out heroics, he needed a distraction, so he got C'girl talkin,
'So It was about the money all along right' he spurted looking C'girl wif all d hate he could muster and praying she'd take d cue,

But C'girl, like the dumb girl that she sometimes was, had plain ignorance written on her face and only stuttered her innocence "believe me I have nothing to do with this, how could you even think of such a thing? After all we've been through together".
"shut the f*** up bitch" Akin screamed, " I should have known you wanted that money all along. But what fools me is that you still fall for lover boy here, damn".

C'girl was going to say something when the sound of the cocking gun drew their attention. Aremu grinned and said"hey man, keep your hands above the sheets, and you slut keep those titties where I can see them". Then he cocked the gun just so they were sure he wasn't kidding, they got the message alright and the commands were promptly obeyed.

amazyn:

But C'girl, like the dumb girl that she sometimes was, had plain ignorance written on her face and only stuttered her innocence "believe me I have nothing to do with this, how could you even think of such a thing? After all we've been through together".
"shut the f*** up naughty woman" Akin screamed, " I should have known you wanted that money all along. But what fools me is that you still fall for lover boy here, damn".

C'girl was going to say something when the sound of the cocking gun drew their attention. Aremu grinned and said"hey man, keep your hands above the sheets, and you slut keep those mammalias where I can see them". Then he cocked the gun just so they were sure he wasn't kidding, they got the message alright and the commands were promptly obeyed.

amazyn, the story was concluded a while back,

debest1:

The official burial of Lucy was as sombre as could be expected, she had given her all in an attempt to be taken seriously as an agent, and the Chief's speech reflected just how much the agency regarded her.

Akin spent the afternoon in the company of C'girl and her parents before jetting off to London with her for his mum's burial. The official reading of Sola's last will made for interesting reading as she left her entire estate to Akin, and as expected the $100m he had cleverly made the mob pay into her account was eventually transfered to him without anyone ever tracing the money back to him.

A few hours later he was proposing to her at the Eiffel Tower in paris before jetting off to Monaco; and with $100m burning a hole in his pocket, he was never going to return to the agency, why should I he asked his wife as they sun-bathed on their latest acquisition - the Eclipse (Yatch) conveniently forgetting the trials and travails of the past month or so,



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Yes I saw that before, but what is wrong with giving it a sequel, or a tragic twist. No one's publishing you know , its just for the fun of it

We'd also love it if you and the original storytellers join in, as well as all who want to, and of course there are no rules

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Look before you leap!

etutor:

Look before you leap!

in wat way dis one partain to wat we are saying . . .

wow! wow wow wow!!! neva finished a story b4, dis rily caught me. u guys r great. nice one

sigidi:

wow! wow wow wow!!! neva finished a story b4, dis rily caught me. u guys r great. nice one

thnx

nice story

While! All I can say is So impresive

Na wa, thought story died month ago  good one bringin it to the latter, u guys are creative on nl, mehn. . (story is Gbaski), i can see someone stealing the works on here to make up him own, 
pity, Countrygrl initiated what she couldn't finish. . . 

@Debest, AccoP and readers, what's the story title, and who be the author sef, was xpectin suggestions ? ? abeg make una give us title na, if not the tory go dey someone ***ingless w/out a bosom. Cheers!

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nice one but i think you may have to Behind it up a little.you may even sell it to some go sites online or get a freelance writing jobs online try www.ezmoneynews..com check around their achieve cos i sow a freelance writing job on their site.