Ishilove:
No I don't

Means snare's trapped a catch

Ishi, Ishi, Ishi! How many times did i call you? Oya come and finish this story. I no de play o. How can you keep our beloved honourable waiting like that?

esere826: But this chairman no try sha
Because of his little 40 thousand naira, an old man wanted to bed a fresh juicy chick

His mates buy cars for girls naw

.

Girls and greed. If u have se.x with ur bf, does he give u up to 1 tenth of that "little 40k"?
Secondly, na only d chairman go enjoy am?

Define "it". In this context, that is.

esere826:

Kai see jamb question


'IT' is a combination of the output as well as the outcome of occurences
varying in different degrees of interelationship
all depending on the personalities/circumstances etc involved in the relationship

in this instance
Output: is generally and roughly the the woman's persona/companionship/friendship/love/exclusitivity/ etc....and all that's nice
Outcome: plain ol se.x

Pls write in plain English. Not everyone is a student of Economics

Ishilove:
Pls write in plain English. Not everyone is a student of Economics

Plain english then becomes a subject of contestation
For example: "the boy is good" is plain
but then, how will you define good?
My 'good' might be different from your 'good'

Plain english therefore has its flaws especially utilized in communication channels such as this
leading to questions such as asked by Efemena_xy:

"define "it""

It therefore makes sense to 'amply' explain a 'simple' phrase when contested

esere826:

Plain english then becomes a subject of contestation
For example: "the boy is good" is plain
but then, how will you define good?
My 'good' might be different from your 'good'

Plain english therefore has its flaws especially utilized in communication channels such as this
leading to questions such as asked by Efemena_xy:

"define "it""

It therefore makes sense to 'amply' explain a 'simple' phrase when contested

Urrr. . .right. . .

Ishilove:
Urrr. . .right. . .

No worry madam
dat one na the nerdish part of esere826
wen dey excite anyhow wen im jam some key words and actions

the groovy part is the one that is writing now

esere826:

No worry madam
dat one na the nerdish part of esere826
wen dey excite anyhow wen im jam some key words and actions

the groovy part is the one that is writing now

. Clown

"Baby, I said come here and relax with me. Or are you shy?". His voice snapped me back to reality. Reality being that I was about to be impaled by a suspiciously big masculine tool. He was staring at me intently, mentally undressing me and ravishing my young body. The fire in his eyes made me uncomfortably aware of my own vulnerabilty, and this for some strange reason. . .excited me.

". . .I do not understand my own actions. . .that which I hate I find myself doing it. . . Woe is me".

There is a vixen locked in every woman. A purring, sensual cat just waiting to come out. The right circumstance can unleash it. I felt my inner feline shake its tail and go "meeow. . .".

My mouth suddenly felt dry. I smiled awkwardly at him, fidgeted and swallowed hard. I could taste the after flavour of the sumptous meal I just had with my host. My eyes scanned the dining area and zeroed in on the nearly empty bottle of Eva table water. Yes, escape. . .

"O please," I breathlessly said, "I am very okay here jor". I quickly got up from the chair and pounced on the Eva water. I gulped down the contents before turning to him.

I smiled and casually asked for the tv remote. Wordlessly, he pointed to where it lay beside the hotel extension. I picked it up and switched on the television. His eyes were following my every move. I am sure he had been wondering what game I was playing. Truth be told, I wasn't playing any game. I was trying to buy time to gather my thoughts and get myself together. My own lustful reaction to the Honourable's probing gaze both shocked and embarrassed me and I was trying to quell any iniquitous thought that would make me let my guard down.

I absent mindedly flipped through the channels before stopping at a movie channel. A teen high school musical was showing. I was trying to adjust the volume of the tv when he spoke up again.

"I don't know about you, but baby, I need a drink", he declared. "Let me order for us". I let him order for us without even bothering to listen to what he ordered for.

When room service brought in our drinks, guess what mine was? Nope, you guessed wrong.

Smirnoff Ice. 5.5% alcohol

I took one look at the frosty bottle of my favourite drink and flatly stated, ". . .(his name), I told you I don't take alcohol."

Ladies, I have said it before and I will say it again, never EVER take alcohol when you are with a man who is neither you husband nor blood relative. It will make you lower your inhibitions and compromise your defenses. Alcohol was the last thing I needed flowing in my blood stream in this situation.

I stoutly refused to take the drink, even though that perverse part of me was clamouring for just a sip. Yes, just a teeny weeny sip. . .

Anyway, while he nursed his chilled bottle of stout, I nursed my fears and anxieties. I was wondering the day would pan out. It was already getting late and I had a sneaky suspicion that this man would ask me to spend the night with him. I was worried about how I would get home to Wasimi because in my hurry to leave, I had forgotten to bring along 'vex money'. Vex money, aka emergency money, is the money girls bring along with them when they go on dates. Perchance their dates bleeped up, they wouldn't be at the mercy of the men and they could use the money to clear themselves.

Vex money. Today of all days I forgot to bring it.

He spoke up again.

"Baby you are beginning to annoy me", he complained.

"How?", I enquired.

"You are being such a prude", he replied.

I chuckled nervously and asked "how?", yet again.

"Are you asking me how? When you have refused coming to sit with me. Or do you think I am going to r.ape you??".

I considered my options. Not many. Okay then, bottoms up!

I smiled and got up from the chair. With a few steps I crossed the self imposed gap between Honourable and I. I gingerly sat beside him. The mattress was very firm.

Wow this is serious, I thought, my heart pounding like I had just run a marathon.

"Ehen, did that kill you?", he gushed.

No sir, but you might, thought I, grimly.

To my surprise he didn't try to act funny. He started talking about Nigeria's abysmal performance in the world cup, the corruption in the sports ministry and so and so forth.

I was already relaxed and beginning to feel sleepy when he suddenly asked me if my bosoms were firm or droopy.

I was startled back to alertness.

I cautiously asked him why he wanted to know.

He said my boobs were harassing him and calling him names and he wanted badly to tame them. He wanted to show them who the boss was, so would I be a good little girl and take off my bra let him give them a stern warning? He said these with a very straight face.

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. .

my breadth is now quickening

Ishi,

You

Are

A

Tease!!

Oya! what happened next? no time jor!

yemstok: Oya! what happened next? no time jor!

esere826: my breadth is now quickening

Efemena_xy: Ishi,

You

Are

A

Tease!!

Meeeooww. . .

Finish this story or I would send the dogs after the cat in you

I wanna be an Hornyrable when I grow up so I can have all the Ishiloves I want whenever I want. Yes!

afroxyz: Finish this story or I would send the dogs after the cat in you

Prrrrr. . .my cat will swallow your dogs. . .

Ihedinobi: I wanna be an Hornyrable when I grow up so I can have all the Ishiloves I want whenever I want. Yes!

Ishilove:

O Girl, what is this na? See as my imagination just de run wild. Chai! Pls, abeg biko stop teasing us. Just spill the beans na. . .it will be a secret between us. Just the two of us

brokoto: O Girl, what is this na? See as my imagination just de run wild. Chai! Pls, abeg biko stop teasing us. Just spill the beans na. . .it will be a secret between us. Just the two of us

Patience...

I'll like to talk to that breas.t of yours too *straight face*

Ishilove:
Prrrrr. . .my cat will swallow your dogs. . .

Not if they are Rotweillers

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
Oh breasty breast! See what u've done to ur possessor
Ishi, a toothy suck on dose apples won't hurt, will it?

@ Efemena... Mo fi Jesu be anobi,joor, go & giv us small update to dt 'continue d lola story.'

@Ishi... Help us spice up 'continue d lola story'. Even if it's a paragraph. God bless u as u do dese.