I am still pained, by how my carelessness had resulted in her admission to the I.C.U.
She knows how i always like it, soft and tantalizing taste delicious and savouring in mouth my daily bread as soft as breast and breast as soft as bread na wetin i call complete content.
I desired it and wanted to bite it with my teeth on that mother nature good food, it time for service i told her, picked her up in my strong arms placed and plugged her,in, then bringing out those pairs of cookies i got her turned on.
My favourite show was to start i will be back in a minute i left her in my room and head to my parlour watching the banter between King JaLa and you knw who for those of you that are fans of ZeeWorld. Typing
Fastfoward->>
30minutes past and the movie programme went on a break. Then i came back to my senses just then i heard {PUm.BOM!} what was dat i asked myself in a shock state of mind my heart racing like there was no space in it. I went to find out what caused the noise .

On get to the lobby i began to persive smoke, then it dawn on me what had happened just 30sec ago, inside my room my toasting machine and bread got blown. Is there any crying emoji on nairaland?? It all my fault.