Number 115

On the third day, I went again looking all decent with my Bible. I got inside the Church, sat and prayed, then checked the window area and saw her again looking more beautiful than before.

Hmm! I called the nurse for morning injection. “Have you eaten?” she asked. “Yes.” I replied. “What did you eat?” she asked again. So, today...

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Number 116

“So, today’s injection will be on the waist.” As she mentioned waist, my mind flew to Nazareth. I have never heard someone took an injection on the waist.

I was scared. We went to the men’s room and she asked me to raise my clothe, then injected me on my ass.

When she finished, I laughed within myself and said, “So, na yansh this woman call waist? Maybe, she wasn’t comfortable calling it yansh.” I went...

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Number 117

I went back for service. Lots of great things happened. The topics for that day were:

1. Faith That Moves Mountain
2. The Dead and Risen Life
3. For Here Have We No Continuing City
4. Chastity and Purity Till Marriage
5. Question and Answer
6. He Shall Baptize You with the Holy Ghost
7. Behold! I Give Unto You Power
Today.

There was another gathering for the youths titled: Chastity and Purity Till Marriage. So, we gather under the canopy outside but unknown to me, the window girl was sitting next to me, but we were both strangers. The...

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Number 117

The man (the preacher) started advising the youths on how to be holy, pure, etc. till marriage. He preached against masturbation, sex before marriage, lusting after men, after women, watching porn, etc.

As he was preaching, my recorder was on. I couldn’t hear him clearly because of his tiny voice, so I got up from my chair and all eyes were on me, then moved closer to the first seat in front. This move...

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Number 118

This move made the window girl think I wasn’t comfortable sitting with her. To women, it’s like rejection and they hate being rejected by men.

Since some people at the back couldn’t hear the preacher clearly, I suggested he switched his table and standing position to the middle to enable other people hear him clearly because this lesson is important to them even if it will enter one ear of most of us and zap through the other – at least, it’s good to hear it since most Churches nowadays are scared of preaching against it to avoid scaring their members from coming to Church. The...

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Number 119

The preacher backed up his sermon with lots of Bible quotes. It was a fun lesson, but everyone was guilty and silent.

I was stylishly smiling when he said some funny things I could relate. As I was smiling and looking all energetic, I didn’t know the window girl has started monitoring me. When you snub a girl, she gets angry, but will want to figure you out. After...

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Number 120

After an hour, he said, “Any question?” but no one said anything. All the female and male masturbators in the house kept mute. We prayed and went inside.

She went back to her window sitting position and kept behaving in a way I liked. I too, kept behaving in a way those two girls liked.

The one I was admiring was too innocent. Beautiful and innocent-looking women are always the most corrupt. I knew those...

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Number 121


I knew those two ladies liked me, but my attention was on the window girl who didn’t even look my direction until the last moment I caught her glancing.

Common, we humans like things that seem far from us and ignore those that come freely to us. She was minding her business and acting too holy like Virgin Mary.

As someone who understands the dating scene, I said it’s all a pretense, so I must find out the true color of this naughty girl pretending to be too holy as she conceals her true self. I took my...

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Number 122

I took another injection that evening, stayed for a while to listen to great a sermon where the officiating pastor summarized all the lectures.

Some of the things he was hammering on were: masturbation, lying, adultery, fornication, deceit, anger, lust, lesbianism, bribery, gayism, women wearing trousers, short dresses, tight dresses, exposing of body, thighs, eye lashes, makeup, rubbing of powder, etc.

He also preached against visiting a man, a girl requesting for recharge card from a man, two opposite sex who are not married going on evangelism together, and so on.

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Number 123

At a point, he kept mention the word “masturbation, masturbation, masturbation,” countless times as he preaches against it.

In my mind I said, “Pastor, masturbation is far better than sleeping around! If only you know what I passed through.”

He shared a story of some men of God from this country who went to Israel and were lodged in a hotel and how these so-called men of God started sleeping around with prostitutes because they saw pointed nose for the first time.

He shared a story of pulling his daughter out of university for wearing a sport trouser in school during their school’s sport’s week.

He said making heaven is easier from this country than from advanced countries. (I rolled my eyes because this was the first time I was hearing such a bold statement.)

He spoke against women lusting after men and not letting the spirit guide them and vice versa. One statement he made was: If you’re a lady and the spirit tells you this man belongs to you – go to your denominational pastor and tell him, not straight to the man and say, ‘Brother, God said na you I go marry o!’”

At this point, everyone started laughing. Despite his sermon being filled with the Holy Spirit and wisdom, he was blunt and didn’t spare anyone or sugarcoat anything.

In summary, he preached against everything that makes life fun. There was healing and deliverance that evening. As I was going home that night, every lady I saw on the street looked like a demon because all the things they were putting on were the things 99% he preached against. I kept asking myself...


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Number 124

I kept asking myself, “Since all these things that make life fun are termed as a sin or bad, what should we do and what is the reason of life without fun?”

A boring life is something no one would want to live. This is why people are running away from Churches that preach against everything. The day faded away. On the 4th day, being the last day, I...











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Come on my fellow ph first son

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Number 125


On the 4th day, being the last day, I arrived, took my injection, as I continuously kept taking my home medications.

The program for that day was: Maintaining Clean Hands and Pure Heart to the End. It was a marvelous final sermon filled with singing, praises, healings, deliverance, testimonies, etc.

During break period, I went to that Eva water shop again to grab a bottle. When I came back, I carried a chair and faced a different direction from everyone outside the canopy.

One of my admirers (the one I meet at the shop) took a chair and did the same. I noticed she was mirroring my behavior, but deep down, I was thinking of the window girl.

When the break was over, everyone went inside to continue hearing the word of God. We all prayed and sang like Paul and Silas.

Some people were praying, crying, falling, yelling, etc. – it was a memorable moment. At the end, there was a holy communion which I took part as a newly holy man.

Finally, it was over and everyone was served food before departure. I sat outside the canopy waiting for nurse before leaving.

My legs were crossed as I retrospect all the things I learned and how it will positively impart my life. All of a sudden, I turned and saw the window girl next to me.

“Don’t you want to eat?” she asked like a spirit and I was shocked and couldn’t say a word for some seconds. I smiled and said, “I have already eaten.”

And thanked her for being caring. It seems everyone in this Church is caring. She was a little nervous, but behaved herself. At the end, I met with pastor and his wife.

I told her about urinating blood, and she said it’s normal because there is blood in my system and it will stop soon when the blood is out in few days.

This peeing of blood was extremely painful, but I didn’t want to explain much to her. She’s too holy to hear me analyze how my penis behaves when the pains starts.

So, the program came to an end on the 4th day.

The next day, I called Henry, because he has returned to Nigeria. “Oh boy, you just forgot me,” he said just to be be first to accuse me.

“Boss, I was almost dead, but God saved me,” I said.

“Wetin happen?” he asked. “Omoh na long story o! Bad belle people been wan remove me, but God no gree o!”

Henry was shocked and inquisitive to hear the full gist, but I said, “Everybody is a suspect,” and he asked, “Including me?”

“Including myself, my parents, my friends, and everyone on earth,” I replied and he burst into laughter.

“Omoh! Wetin I go through no be laughing matter o! It was a real battle, but now I’m 90% good and still taking treatments with lots of prayers at the moment from a certain pastor and his wife.”

“Wow! Thank God for your life o!” he said and continued. “My car business has been going downhill. I don’t know what is wrong. Everything is just anyhow in this country. I will come to that Church one day.”

“You need to come o! With my I saw with my eyes and how great my healing has been, I can assure you something great will happen. If you dey come that Church forget fashion o! The man will just send you out of his Church.”

“He was brought up in Deeper Life, so his dress code is Deeper Life-inspired. You must look decent without any stylish haircut, perfume, swag, etc.”

“Which kind Church be that one self?” he asked. “Omoh! Me I no send o! As long as there is healing, I’ll obey all rules to get what I want. When in Rome, act as the Romans,” I said and he replied, “That’s true sha,” then switched topic to women related talk and sex.

I kept quiet and said, “So, you haven’t changed? Me I don change by at least 70% o! Now, I’m very gentle, but you know na! once a soldier will never forget how to cock a gun when it’s needed.”

After 17 minutes, the call ended.
The next day, I went to nurse’s house to take injection since it’s a home service.

Whenever she’s free, she’ll come to my house, else, I’ll be the one to go to her house at a scheduled time.
As I got inside their parlor, I sat on the sofa pressing my cheap 3-sim Chinese phone since my big phone crashed the first day I went to her house – (maybe, her holy spirit crashed it because of some naughty chats and images I have inside).

As I was operating my small phone, I heard the door opened, so I raised my head and guess who I saw?















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Maybe, we should come to the end of the story. The juicy part hasn't been posted. If you insist, then let us know you need more...

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If we get at least 10 readers to say they want more, we'll continue, else, we have come to the end.

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iLegendd:
If we get at least 10 readers to say they want more, we'll continue, else, we have come to the end.

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You saw the window girl

Interesting story my brother, fire on.

iLegendd:
Number 1
This is a true explicit, blunt, and wicked story with lots of lessons for men – no censorship. +18.
In this short story which will be posted part by part, you’ll read about:
1. Some naughty things that happened in Lagos while looking for German visa before moving to Abuja for a Ukrainian visa, then PH.
2. A man who was sick, but no doctor could cure him.
3. How he got cured by a Pastor and his medical wife.
4. How he started wooing the pastor’s precious daughter
5. Then, the n*ked truth about pastor’s daughters, women, and how to get any woman with ease.
6. And many more side stories, chat screenshots, and secrets revealed. This is a must read for young men.
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Are you quoting from book or just sharing experience?
If it is from, will like to have a copy

Update please