***CONTINUES***
God, it was so good!
Today was such a good
food day.
Roman’s jaw dropped
slightly as he watched
me shovel the food in
my mouth. Ok, so I was
not being ladylike, but
whatever. I was
hungry. I hadn’t eaten
since lunch and—
Suddenly, my chewing
slowed as I
remembered why I
hadn’t eaten since
lunch. And just like that,
my appetite was gone
again.
“What’s wrong? Isn’t it
good?” Roman asked,
when I pushed the bowl
away from me. I felt
slightly nauseous.
“No, it’s good, I’m just
—not that hungry,” I
mumbled, staring down
at my lap. I couldn’t
believe I was about to
cry again. How much
could a girl cry in one
day?
A lot, apparently.
“Bullshit. You were just
destroying that like
you’ve never had food
before.” Roman paused.
“Are you thinking about
what happened at
dinner again?” he
correctly guessed in an
unusual burst of
astuteness.
I nodded, choking up.
“Are you going to tell
your mom?”
I looked up. “Wow, way
to make me feel
better,” I sniffled, even
though I had no idea
how to answer him.
Was I going to tell my
mom? It would just be
wrong to hide it from
her, but at the same
time, it would destroy
her. I was completely
trapped.
“There’s no use going
into denial and running
from it.” Roman’s tone
was bitter. “Might as
well face the facts and
salvage what you can
from the debris that’s
left.”
I drew my knees up to
my chest and stared at
him. “Why are you being
so nice all of a sudden?”
Roman’s head jerked up.
“What—what do you
mean?”
I couldn’t help but giggle
a little at the deer-
caught-in-headlights
expression on his face.
“You’re usually so nasty
to me. Why are you
being so nice now?”
He shifted
uncomfortably in his
seat. “We called a truce,
remember?” he
muttered.
“That didn’t stop you
from saying I looked like
a shitty piece of
modern art earlier.”
Roman shrugged. “Well,
you did look like a shitty
piece of modern art. I
just thought I’d let you
know before you went
to homecoming and
became a
laughingstock.”
“Like that’s going to
happen. I’m dating
Parker now, remember?
They wouldn’t dare,” I
half-joked.
“Oh. Right. How could I
have forgotten?” he
said sourly.
I gave him a strange
look. He was so weird
sometimes. “Anyway,
I’ve been worse than a
laughingstock at
school,” I added softly.
I didn’t know why I
was being so vulnerable
all of sudden, and in
front of Roman Fiori, no
less. I guess it was
because tonight had
just drained all of my
energy, and I didn’t
have enough left to put
up my usual walls.
Besides, he’d actually
been pretty nice outside
Masa.
Of course, I could also
be a total idiot.
Roman stared at me, a
rainbow of emotions
flitting across his face
before it finally settled
on something that, had
I not known better, I
would’ve sworn was
guilt.
We just looked at each
other for several tense
though not
unnecessarily
unpleasant seconds, a
strange feeling
spreading through my
stomach, before he
broke eye contact and
gestured at the food.
“You should eat. I don’t
want you to faint
before you get home.”
“I’m really not hungry.

Shaxee:
remember taking permission! All stories posted in our site coolval22.com, even the once from nairaland here to our site! We dont just copy other people stories without Em permission!! So take a site and watch me continue this story!!

yeah right, continue the story, don't let him dissuade you. U r doing a good job. At least at d start of d story you mentioned the name of d author. So this guys should cut the crap and leave him be.

D9ty7 i need your help, if what i did was wrong!! D9ty7

I am writing this from a writer's perspective. I think Frank317 is right about the way he attacked shaxee. The thing is frank is a veteran writer here on Nairaland, he has enough experiences in story writing. He was one of the few Nairaland writers who suffered from plagiarist(bloggers & those with facebook pages) so it is bad if one sees a copied story on Nairaland, where plagiarism is a sin.
If I am not mistaken, at the start of this story Shaxee wrote something like the story was written by a certain AC something something, I have forgotten the name. But from all legal view, shaxee didn't do the needful.
I think he should emphasize that the story doesn't belong to him. As a matter of fact, I thought his other name was the name he wrote at the start.
On the issue of taking the glory, yeah, Shaxee took the glory. When readers comment, he responds like its really his intellectual work. At some point he was asking if his readers loved the twists and turns in the story. At some point he was asking for his readers opinion on who they would like to see a character end up with. These alone are enough reasons to be convinced that the story belonged to him.
I am a writer too, many of my stories has been posted on coolval22.com, the link provided by shaxee. Coolval is always quick to refer the readers to me, some of them have my numbers, some are on my whatsapp list. They put their questions to me and not coolval.
I think that's what Shaxee ought to do. What if I decided to criticise the story, how will shaxee effect the change without affecting the original plot.
All in all, Shaxee is on the wrong side. He shouldn't take the glory. Well, I am one of the readers, and I never for once thought the story could be a copied work. But I advice shaxee to make peace with frank, create a link where the readers could drop their comments or better still, in every comment, the original author should be acknowledged.
Just my two cents.

SusannaJohnson:

yeah right, continue the story, don't let him dissuade you. U r doing a good job. At least at d start of d story you mentioned the name of d author. So this guys should cut the crap and leave him be.

Stop being sentimental. At the start of the story, he mentioned the author but during the course of the story when you wanted to comment. Your comments were directed to who? Your praises are for who?
Everyone of us praised shaxee, that automatically writes it off that he mentioned the writer.
With the way he replied comments and the questions he asked, I thought he actually bears that name too.

D9ty7:

Stop being sentimental. At the start of the story, he mentioned the author but during the course of the story when you wanted to comment. Your comments were directed to who? Your praises are for who?
Everyone of us praised shaxee, that automatically writes it off that he mentioned the writer.
With the way he replied comments and the questions he asked, I thought he actually bears that name too.

ya! The blame is on shaxee.

D9ty7:
I am writing this from a writer's perspective. I think Frank317 is right about the way he attacked shaxee. The thing is frank is a veteran writer here on Nairaland, he has enough experiences in story writing. He was one of the few Nairaland writers who suffered from plagiarist(bloggers & those with facebook pages) so it is bad if one sees a copied story on Nairaland, where plagiarism is a sin.
If I am not mistaken, at the start of this story Shaxee wrote something like the story was written by a certain AC something something, I have forgotten the name. But from all legal view, shaxee didn't do the needful.
I think he should emphasize that the story doesn't belong to him. As a matter of fact, I thought his other name was the name he wrote at the start.
On the issue of taking the glory, yeah, Shaxee took the glory. When readers comment, he responds like its really his intellectual work. At some point he was asking if his readers loved the twists and turns in the story. At some point he was asking for his readers opinion on who they would like to see a character end up with. These alone are enough reasons to be convinced that the story belonged to him.
I am a writer too, many of my stories has been posted on coolval22.com, the link provided by shaxee. Coolval is always quick to refer the readers to me, some of them have my numbers, some are on my whatsapp list. They put their questions to me and not coolval.
I think that's what Shaxee ought to do. What if I decided to criticise the story, how will shaxee effect the change without affecting the original plot.
All in all, Shaxee is on the wrong side. He shouldn't take the glory. Well, I am one of the readers, and I never for once thought the story could be a copied work. But I advice shaxee to make peace with frank, create a link where the readers could drop their comments or better still, in every comment, the original author should be acknowledged.
Just my two cents.

thanks bro, this the perfect explanation i needed! I'll try my best!

Bluestarry:
ya! The blame is on shaxee.

i get it now!

***CONTINUES***
Why do you have to be
so difficult? Eat, or I’ll
force-feed it to you,”
Roman commanded
gruffly, though it lacked
his usual acidic edge.
“Ah, there’s the Roman
I know and hate,” I
quipped, though much
more teasingly than
usual.
I really was losing my
mind.
“Eat!” he insisted.
When I didn’t budge, he
grabbed a forkful of
pasta and held it
threateningly up to my
mouth. “You sure you
want to try me?”
“Fine, fine!” I snatched
the fork from him.
“You’re so mean,” I
whined, even as my
taste buds hummed in
pleasure.
Roman just smirked, his
gorgeous violet eyes
smug.
Whoa. What? When the
heck did I start thinking
his eyes were
gorgeous? Actually,
when did I start
noticing the prick’s
eyes, period?
I shook my head, hoping
to clear it, and wolfed
down another mouthful
of food.
Somehow, I’d gotten
my appetite back.
Weird.
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********************
***********
When I got home after
school next day, I was
shocked to see my
parents at the kitchen
table, while my
grandmother tottered
around the kitchen,
making her favorite
chrysanthemum tea
and muttering about
how too much coffee
caused people to grow
wings, like Red Bull.
“Hi, Maya!” my mother
chirped, grimacing
slightly as she took a
sip of tea. She was
obviously missing her
usual java fix. “How
was school?”
“Fine.” I gripped the
straps of my backpack
tighter and glared at my
dad. “What are you
doing here?”
“I…came back from my
trip early, sweetie,” he
said, clearing his throat
and giving me a strained
smile.
My mom stared at me
curiously. Usually, I was
always incredibly
excited when my dad
came home, and I
always, always gave
him a hug. I’d always
been a daddy’s girl.
Until now.
“Really? And where was
the trip to again?” I
asked in a sickly sweet
voice.
My dad shot me a look
that was half-pained,
half-warning, which
made me even angrier. I
couldn’t believe he had
the nerve to waltz back
in here like nothing was
wrong!
Before he could say
anything, my
grandmother thrust a
cup of tea at me. “Your
memory so bad, Maya,”
she scolded me. “He
said many times before
he go to Chicago.” She
stared disapprovingly at
my skirt. “Why skirt so
short? Higher the hem,
more brain cells you
lose! Maybe that why
you no remember. Have
some tea. Good for
mind.”
My lips flattened into a
thin line as I silently
accepted the tea. I’d
gotten home late last
night, well after
everyone else had gone
to sleep, and so this
was the first time I’d
seen my mom since I
saw my dad with that…
that woman.
I was still torn about
what I should do, but it
sure as hell didn’t feel
right, standing there
and trying to pretend
everything was ok
when it so, so wasn’t.
“Actually, Maya, we
have some news for
you,” my mom chirped,
discreetly pouring some
of her tea back into the
pot when my
grandmother wasn’t
looking.
“Yeah, what’s that?” I
mumbled, reaching for
the plate of chocolate
chip cookies on the
kitchen counter.
Chocolate always made
me feel better.

frank317:


U guys should stop promoting evil... The guy is a fraud yet u are willing to play along with him. That's how u guys make our society messed up, tomorrow you will start claiming the victim.

He posted a fake website, check this link out

www.wattpad.com/story/287053-all-i've-never-wanted

Ow,no nid t criticize me atleast nt if ama oblivious of d truth buh If really u'r ryt,i think Shaxee should right hz wrongs cuz i have been of d belief dat he owns the story,xo,if it turnz out u'r right,it wouldn't seem gud.
. Shaxee,speak up!!!

D9ty7:
I am writing this from a writer's perspective. I think Frank317 is right about the way he attacked shaxee. The thing is frank is a veteran writer here on Nairaland, he has enough experiences in story writing. He was one of the few Nairaland writers who suffered from plagiarist(bloggers & those with facebook pages) so it is bad if one sees a copied story on Nairaland, where plagiarism is a sin.
If I am not mistaken, at the start of this story Shaxee wrote something like the story was written by a certain AC something something, I have forgotten the name. But from all legal view, shaxee didn't do the needful.
I think he should emphasize that the story doesn't belong to him. As a matter of fact, I thought his other name was the name he wrote at the start.
On the issue of taking the glory, yeah, Shaxee took the glory. When readers comment, he responds like its really his intellectual work. At some point he was asking if his readers loved the twists and turns in the story. At some point he was asking for his readers opinion on who they would like to see a character end up with. These alone are enough reasons to be convinced that the story belonged to him.
I am a writer too, many of my stories has been posted on coolval22.com, the link provided by shaxee. Coolval is always quick to refer the readers to me, some of them have my numbers, some are on my whatsapp list. They put their questions to me and not coolval.
I think that's what Shaxee ought to do. What if I decided to criticise the story, how will shaxee effect the change without affecting the original plot.
All in all, Shaxee is on the wrong side. He shouldn't take the glory. Well, I am one of the readers, and I never for once thought the story could be a copied work. But I advice shaxee to make peace with frank, create a link where the readers could drop their comments or better still, in every comment, the original author should be acknowledged.
Just my two cents.

Well, I guess I didn't think along that line. You r absolutely right.

thronekid:

. Owk,we heard u buh haw'r we gona knw u'r d gud one here? Mayb u'r ryt,mayb Shaxee's ryt,hu knws? Shaxee,speak up

he's right thronekid, but i ain't afraid, because i gat permission over this story

It just left my readers to decide whether they're still interested to follow this story!! Because am ready to post this story to the end!!! D9ty7, thanks for the great explanation! I envy your way! Expecting my real story on NL very soon!

Shaxee:
he's right thronekid, but i ain't afraid, because i gat permission over this story

Ow,u took permission before doin it? Datx gud,buh u'r accused of two things here-
1. Posting without d writer's knwledge. Tnk God thatx cleard.
2. U claimed to b d writer although u dedicatd it to dat lady at d beginning,yr postx hav made it seems lyk u'r d author,xo Shaxee,do u acpt yu'r wrng?

thronekid:

Ow,u took permission before doin it? Datx gud,buh u'r accused of two things here-
1. Posting without d writer's knwledge. Tnk God thatx cleard.
2. U claimed to b d writer although u dedicatd it to dat lady at d beginning,yr postx hav made it seems lyk u'r d author,xo Shaxee,do u acpt yu'r wrng?

according to everybody statement here! Am only wrong in one way!! Which means trying to be the writer....

SusannaJohnson:

Well, I guess I didn't think along that line. You r absolutely right.

No qualms ma'am.

Shaxee:
according to everybody statement here! Am only wrong in one way!! Which means trying to be the writer....

It'x natural that happenx,we'r ol human and to err is human,xo,i thnk we should jxt let hm be if he admitx he was wrng,xo thumbx up bro,cntnue d story,gettin it frm yu kinda makex it more interestin,xo,cheerx everione,Drinkx on d haux:
D9ty7,frank317,bluestarry and evrione else,letx all pardn him,at least,Nw,we all knw he's nt d author buh i gota admit it,i'm hapi he brought d story t limelight,aren't we?
Like if you feel i'm right!!

thronekid:

It'x natural that happenx,we'r ol human and to err is human,xo,i thnk we should jxt let hm be if he admitx he was wrng,xo thumbx up bro,cntnue d story,gettin it frm yu kinda makex it more interestin,xo,cheerx everione,Drinkx on d haux:
D9ty7,frank317,bluestarry and evrione else,letx all pardn him,at least,Nw,we all knw he's nt d author buh i gota admit it,i'm hapi he brought d story t limelight,aren't we?
Like if you feel i'm right!!

thanks bro!!

Yu'r welcome bro,xo,wen u dy post na?

Shaxee:
thanks bro!!

***CONTINUES***
My grandmother
swatted my hand
away. “No chocolate for
you. You need to lose
weight. Your butt too
big. No one want to
marry girl with big
butt.”
I groaned, wondering
what it was about her
and my butt. Seriously,
this was like the
fifteenth reference
she’d made to it!
“People like big butts
nowadays, grandma.
It’s in fashion. Just look
at Kim Kardashian.”
She squinted at me.
“Kim Katashi? Who
that? She Japanese?
Why you wanna be like
Japanese girl?”
I give up.
My mom cleared her
throat, gaining my
attention again. “So,
your dad and I have
decided to go on a
vacation!” she
announced excitedly.
I nearly spit out my tea.
“What?” I choked.
“Yep, we’re going on a
two-week trip to Napa
Valley!” My mom’s face
was glowing. “We’re
long due for a vacation
really, and we’ve both
got so many days
racked up at work that
we figured, why not?
Especially since they’re
having a deal that this
adorable inn there, and
we love wine, so—“
As she babbled on, I
stared hard at my dad,
who was pretending to
be engrossed in his
newspaper when I
knew for a fact he
most definitely wasn’t.
I didn’t even have to
ask who came up with
the idea with this
‘vacation’.
Probably suggested it
so he could get mom
away before I choose
to spill the beans, I
thought with a sneer,
even though I wasn’t
sure if I would be.
Spilling the beans, that
is.
God, that is just so…so
underhanded!
He was turning more
and more into a
stranger everyday.
“Well, Dad? Don’t you
have something to
say?” I asked pointedly,
interrupting my mom
mid-ramble.
His head jerked up
guiltily. “What do you
mean?” he asked,
visibly gulping.
I gave him a big, fake
smile. “Well, mom’s
obviously sooo excited
about this trip. Aren’t
you?”
“Oh. Yeah. Of course.”
He laughed, a look of
relief on his face. “Uh…
you’ll be all right here
with your grandmother
for two weeks, won’t
you?”
“Me?” My grandmother
looked at him sharply.
“What you mean?”
“Well…uh, since Shelly
and I will be on the trip,
it’ll only be you and
Maya in the house for a
bit,” my dad replied,
obviously baffled.
My grandmother
scowled. “What you
think I am? Babysitter?
Maya my granddaughter
but I no live here! I have
life back home.” She
sniffed. “There’s annual
mah-jongg tournament
next week, I leave
Friday. No way I let that
Rose beat me again!”
Her scowl deepened.
“Rose, what stupid
name that is,” she
muttered. “More like
Loser Weed.”
“You’re leaving this
Friday? But we leave
Sunday!” My dad turned
to face my mom. “You
didn’t tell me that.”
“Oh, right.” My mom
looked embarrassed. “I
was just so excited it
slipped my mind…”
I didn’t see what the
big deal was. “So I’ll just
stay here by myself.
I’m seventeen, I can
handle it.”
This was actually not a
bad development. I
needed the two weeks
to figure out what I
was going to do about
the whole my-dad-is-
cheating thing.
“What? No good!” my
grandmother shrieked,
waving a spatula
frantically in the air.
When did she get that
out, anyway? “You girl!
You cannot stay in
house all by yourself for
two weeks! Very, very
dangerous!”
“Grandma, it’s Valesca,”
I explained patiently.
“The most dangerous
things here are those
birds that come out of
nowhere and poop on
you.

***CONTINUES***
But my grandmother
wasn’t having it. “No.”
She pointed the spatula
at me. “You dating
Parker now! I no want
you and him in house by
yourself when you
having sex.”
My dad spewed his tea
all over the table.
“Kids these days, they
get up to kinky stuff
when parents no
around,” my
grandmother continued.
“I want grandchildren,
but I no like kinky!”
“Parker? Who’s Parker?
And why would you be
getting kinky with
him?” my dad
sputtered.
“Parker’s her boyfriend,
dear,” my mom
informed him serenely.
Yeah, and you’d know
that, if you weren’t so
busy getting ‘kinky’
with some slut
yourself, I thought
nastily, a bit appalled by
my meanness. Even
though he deserved it.
“I’m not going to be
getting…’kinky’ with
him!” I protested. “I can
handle two weeks by
myself! There’s no
other option!”
“No!” My grandma
stared at my parents.
“Why you no postpone
your trip till later?”
“Mom, I trust Maya. I’m
sure she’ll be fine,” my
mom assured her.
“No! Absolutely not! She
can’t have the house to
herself when she has a
boyfriend,” my dad said
vehemently. “We can
just…hire someone to
look after her.”
Like a babysitter?
My jaw dropped as fury
rose up in me. “Are you
kidding me?” I yelled,
startling everyone in
the kitchen. “I’m
seventeen! I don’t need
a babysitter for two
weeks!” I clenched my
fists. “God, you’re such
a hypocrite!”
Unable to take it
anymore, I stormed up
the stairs to my room
and slammed the door,
leaving my family
stunned in the kitchen.
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***********
Later that night, I was
on my computer, half-
heartedly Facebook-
stalking people I didn’t
even care about in an
attempt to forget how
shitty my life was
when someone knocked
on the door.
“I’m sleeping,” I called
out crankily, clicking on a
random photo album.
My face screwed up in
disgust. Eeew! PDA
overload! I shuddered
and quickly exited out.
Some people seriously
needed to keep their
personal lives…personal.
“Maya, can I come in
please?”
I stiffened. “I'm busy."
“Please. I just need to
talk to you for five
minutes.”
I gripped my computer
mouse so tight I was
surprised it didn’t break.
Finally, I pushed back
my chair, stormed over
to the door, and yanked
it open.
“Make it quick,” I
snapped, crossing my
arms over my chest.
My dad stepped inside,
closing the door behind
him. He looked nervous.
“Look, I think we should
talk about…” He cleared
his throat. “About what
happened yesterday.”
“You think?” My voice
was sarcastic.
“Watch your tone,
young lady,” he
automatically said.
I rolled my eyes. Like he
had the authority to tell
me to watch anything
anymore.
“Ok, I just wanted to
say…” My father took a
deep breath. “I was on
a date with someone
else.

***CONTINUES***
Even though I already
knew, I couldn’t help
but flinch when he
finally admitted it.
My dad’s eyes were
pained. “I swear, I
didn’t mean to lie to you
or your mom. I just…”
He ran a frustrated
hand through his hair.
“It gets hard
sometimes, you know?
I’m always traveling for
work, and as wonderful
as your mother is,
sometimes she doesn’t
necessarily get how
much stress I’m under…
Lexi, though, she does.
She works for the
same company I do—“
“Are you in love with
her?” I interrupted, my
voice rather shaky.
“What? No!” My
father’s eyes widened
as he shook his head.
“No! Of course not.
Maya, your mother’s
the one I love, but it
gets so damn lonely on
the road—“
And you just couldn’t
keep it in your pants.
God, men were such
jerks. Even the ones
whom I thought were
the few good ones left.
“—especially since we
always end up on the
same projects together.
Honestly, though,
yesterday was our first
date.” My dad looked at
me. “All the other times
I’ve said I’ve been on
business, I really was!”
“With her.”
He flushed slightly.
“Sometimes. But it
never went beyond
flirting until…until
recently. I know it was
wrong of me. I swear,
it’ll never happen again.
Just…just don’t tell your
mom, ok?”
I couldn’t believe it. “You
want me to keep this
from her?” I hissed.
“Maya! Just look at it
from another
perspective,” my dad
pleaded. “Look, I
promise, I won’t ever
see or talk to Lexi again
unless it’s for
professional purposes.
Your mom doesn’t need
to know, it’ll destroy
the entire family. It
was just a mistake.”
I swallowed. Maybe he
had a point. I didn’t
want my parents to
divorce, even though
my dad had made a
major dick move. Most
of all, though, I don’t
think I could stand to
see my mom in the pain
I knew she’d be in if
she found out.
“Did you sleep with
her?”
“No,” my dad
immediately said. “No, it
never got that far. And
it won’t. I promise.”
I sighed, feeling
exhausted. My brain
hurt. Maybe he was
right. Maybe it was just
a mistake, and
everything didn’t have
to change. “How could
you have even afforded
that date anyway?” I
muttered.
“The limit for my
company card got
extended after I
finished my last
project,” my dad
answered somewhat
sheepishly.
I snorted. How clever.
Using the company card
so my mom couldn’t
see the charges. For
someone who insisted
it was a one time thing,
he certainly knew how
to go about it.
“And I guess that’s
why I suggested the
two week trip,” my dad
added. “To help us…
rekindle that spark, I
guess. Actually spend
some time together.”
I wrinkled my nose. I
didn’t even want to
know what ‘rekindle
that spark’ meant.
“And you promise it’ll
never happen again?” I
demanded.
He nodded eagerly. “I
promise.” He stared at
me hopefully. “So, can
we just keep this to
ourselves? Please?”
After some hesitation,
I finally, reluctantly
nodded. I wanted to
give him the benefit of
the doubt. I had to give
him the benefit of the
doubt.
Not for him, or me, but
for my mom and my
family’s future.
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almacherish:
Nice one shaxee..... I could just keep reading..... #StillIRead

Alma watsup

Geez Shaxee, u post really slowly this days, was expecting more updates. Nice one though and thanks a bunch for the update.

sophieabou:
Alma watsup

Lols, i just notice you in the house!! Take a sit!! Thronekid, anythinq for our new guest?

SusannaJohnson:
Geez Shaxee, u post really slowly this days, was expecting more updates. Nice one though and thanks a bunch for the update.

i've be really busy with our site! Thats why! You know i need to update all of my other stories there!

Toeyean1507 i haven't heard from you! Or re you playing invisible here? Lols! Cheer up la

Shaxee:
Lols, i just notice you in the house!! Take a sit!! Thronekid, anythinq for our new guest?

. Ofcuz though it may be odd for a lady,haw bout dogoyaro coupled with suya?
Nice,hum?

thronekid:

. Ofcuz though it may be odd for a lady,haw bout dogoyaro coupled with suya?
Nice,hum?

haha, itz gonna be nice for her!! But don't give her a copy right, we need the original dogoyaro hehe, you know what i mean

D9ty7 want some bear or origin! No dulling, thronekid need your services here! Because D9ty7 is in the building

Shaxee:
haha, itz gonna be nice for her!! But don't give her a copy right, we need the original dogoyaro hehe, you know what i mean

yah i do,i thnk u shud b d one t du dat na,abi?