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CHAPTER 6.
"Yes he does, they are his younger..." She pauses, looks at him suspiciously and continued, "don't do what you are thinking, because you're not doing it for me," she said.
"Chill sis, who said I'm doing it for you! Who you help?" He quipped. But she was uncomfortable with the erotic ideas growing faster bamboo in his mind. "My hand no dey o!" She insisted with finality. "Babe chill. You too serious. I wan check if I sabi play ball. You know what I mean?" He said flicking his eyelids and dashed out of the room.
As uncomfortable as Sylvia was with his brother's next line of actions, she knew she could not stop him, what Badoh wants, Badoh gets.
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Through meticulous planning and scheming, Badoh took his time to get ideas out there. He ensured that people knew his prospective relationship with Roseline was over even before it started. This means the cutest boyfriend possible is on the market for a new girlfriend which led to a greater scramble for Badoh.
After getting info from a not yet named informant, he understood that the twins were devoted church goers - in quote - he took his time to get set for his next assignment. At about 5.30 pm, Badoh was dressed in black shoes. Sky blue jeans, and a long white sleeve shirt. He set out for evening mass where he knew he would have the chance to meet his twin target.
Immediately he got to St John Bosco Catholic Church, he walked into the church sitting at the third pew on the extreme right, which was just two pews away from where Chukwudumebi and Chidimma usually sat. He had arrived over 15 minutes early and also attracted some stares.
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As usual that Tuesday evening. Dumebi and Dimma had no interest in going to church, but they had no choice. Their dad was very strict, a devoted Catholic who believed in the God he served. As much as they would prefer to do other things with their time, they were too broke to afford offending their father.
Dumebi and Dimma arrived at the church around 5.57 pm, a few minutes before the evening mass commenced. As twin girls, they were quite identical. They were the kind of female creatures that would walk pass a man and make him lose focus for about 5 seconds with or without his consent
The twins were only disadvantaged because they lacked the heights of models, but that is compensated with their fine face and loaded backside. They were beautiful as most would acknowledge, but they were talkative too, one of them at least. As they walked to their usual sit - fifth pew by their extreme right - Dimma saw Badoh sitting directly in front of them, she touched her sister almost violently pointing at him. Her action attracted a few angry glances from the members of the congregation.
"What is it?" Dumebi asked her twin.
Pointing towards Badoh Dimma said; "look who we have in church today."

BADT GUY

phlimsy911:
Oga badoh please continue na

Sorry 4 d delay. I am kinda on a sef imposed ban from online activities, to force my boss's hand.
Will update again when I return.

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CHAPTER 7.
"Stop pointing, people are staring" she warned her sister, but Dimma talked back almost immediately, "abeg e, who cares?"
They both took their sits and the evening Mass by Rev. Fr. Stan - a cute looking young priest - commenced. Dimma has always admired the Father, but she couldn't bring herself up to 'spinning' a Rev. Father. She told herself 'i no bad reach like that'. Really?
The twin came from a family where the parents were a pure definition of strict. That did not however stop Dimma from having 3 boyfriends, two in Asaba, one in Awka. Her sister was more decent, she only had two, a student in Badoh's school - who's in 200L - but they still secretly died for him individually.
Dumebi wondered what might have brought Badoh to the church. She knew that Dimma has never hidden her feelings for the guy, so she tried not to think of him much, after all they had concluded that he was a snubby type. Dimma on her part, there and now, decided that she was going to talk to him, even if he's going to chop her head, "no wahala" she thought, although that will have to wait till after church.
Badoh had a plan that has worked till that very minute. He was also accompanied by numerous plans, just in case. He knew what he came for, and the first part of the plan was unsettling and turning the twins against each other, before joining them back to his benefit. He sat there being his usual calm and collected self.
During offering, Badoh stood up, brought out his wallet from his pocket and joined other members who went to drop their widow's might in the offering box. Just as he turned around, his eyes met Dimma who had been following his every move. He took advantage of that by winking at her and flashing his deadliest smile at her for about 2 seconds before focusing on God like that was why he came.
Dimma who was in front of Dumebi en route the front of the alter for offering quickly whispered into her ear, "he just smiled at me, I think he likes me."

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Dumebi was so provoked by her sister's apparent "lack of maturity" and shut her down immediately. "O GIRL, chill na," Dumebi said. Dimma was angry at her sister's reaction but choose not to address her bleep up while still in church.
Before long, the evening Mass ended. People began moving for the exits, except a few who still had special petitions to God, like Badoh. He sat quietly like he was saying "oh God, your son is here, send me." Instead, it was a ploy to give himself time to take his next step, which is surprise. At first the twin waited, but finally Dumebi dragged Dimma along with her outside.
"Why don't you just grow up." Dumebi lambasted Dimma when they were outside.
"See this pretender? Abeg don't form that Innocent Idibia for me, because we know that even 2face is not innocent," she blew hot.
"So is that why you should let the whole world know that you are dying for the guy?" Dumebi querried.
Badoh who could see the crowd thin out outside, stood up, he walked through the middle of the church and took an exit door different from the one the twin used. Since he knew where they were standing, he didn't want them to see him until when it was perfect.
"See Dumex, don't form for me, as if I don't know that you're crushing for him too. Holy Maria, pray for us." Dimma said eying her and hissing long and hard.
"And so? At least I'm not behaving like a child about it," Dumebi said and turned to walk away only to see Badoh standing in front of her.
"Ejime, how far?" Badoh asked them.

Continuation...

Dumebi was so provoked by her sister's apparent "lack of maturity" and shut her down immediately. "O GIRL, chill na," Dumebi said. Dimma was angry at her sister's reaction but choose not to address her bleep up while still in church.
Before long, the evening Mass ended. People began moving for the exits, except a few who still had special petitions to God, like Badoh. He sat quietly like he was saying "oh God, your son is here, send me." Instead, it was a ploy to give himself time to take his next step, which is surprise. At first the twin waited, but finally Dumebi dragged Dimma along with her outside.
"Why don't you just grow up." Dumebi lambasted Dimma when they were outside.
"See this pretender? Abeg don't form that Innocent Idibia for me, because we know that even 2face is not innocent," she blew hot.
"So is that why you should let the whole world know that you are dying for the guy?" Dumebi querried.
Badoh who could see the crowd thin out outside, stood up, he walked through the middle of the church and took an exit door different from the one the twin used. Since he knew where they were standing, he didn't want them to see him until when it was perfect.
"See Dumex, don't form for me, as if I don't know that you're crushing for him too. Holy Maria, pray for us." Dimma said eying her and hissing long and hard.
"And so? At least I'm not behaving like a child about it," Dumebi said and turned to walk away only to see Badoh standing in front of her.
"Ejime, how far?" Badoh asked them.

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CHAPTER 8.
Dumebi choked, she swallowed a lump of saliva but remained mute. Her sister Chidimma saw an opportunity to take over the conversation and took it. She jumped right in replying his question. "We're fine. You came to church today! This year will be good o," she replied smiling.
Badoh saw his game plan take shape and decided to stick to it. He wasn't sure if Dimma's comment was a question or even a compliment, but he was sure he wasn't meant to reply her. He maintained his focus on Dumebi, "Are you always this quiet?" He asked her.
"No, just that I wasn't expecting you to be here, or even talk to me." She said when she finally spoke. "So you are saying I am a snub abi?" He querried. She immediately tried to clarify what she meant stammering in the process. But he placed a hand on her shoulder and told her he was joking as they began to walk out of the church compound.
Chidimma wasn't happy, she was certain she was the first to declare her intention to run for his office, she could not understand how her twin just jumped into an early lead without campaign. She will not let her rig this election, she thought. He asked for a sit out. When they were sitting at Appeteez fast food, along Nnebisi road, Asaba, Badoh ordered for chicken lap and Vita milk. He also urged them to take anything of their choice. He counted 5k from his wallet and gave it to Dumex to pay on the counter and also bring the food to their table after taking their orders.
When Dumex left, Dimma saw her chance for one last rigging before her twin returned. "Are you sure you can differentiate between us?" She asked cynically.
"Yes, Dimma, I'm very sure." He answered.
"Because you seem not to notice that you've been talking-to the wrong girl, maybe because we're identical," she suggested slyly.
"Wrong girl? How do you mean?" He asked feigning ignorance.
"I'm the one you smiled at in the church, you don't seem to remember that. Na so you wan take abandon a sister after preamble?" She asked forcing him to smile. He could see that he was in form. Letting Dimma do the talking. Thinking it was her idea.
"You're funny, but I didn't forget. That's why it's your sister that's buying the food, so we could talk. I'm giving her attention so she won't tell your father that you're talking to a boy." He said smiling. His smile made her melt. "Oh, okay. I understand now." She said. But she did not understand.
"Can we see by 9.30am tomorrow? I will be leaving for school next tomorrow." He asked her. She liked the idea. Finally, time alone with Badoh, she could only imagine the crazy things she will do to this fine boy, or retrospectively, him to her. Just about then, Dumebi began to walk back to their table with a tray of food and drinks. They quickly decided to keep the details of the conversation and arrangement private, away from the hearing ears of Dumex.
She arranged the food on the table as they gist on a host of topics trending in their streets and Asaba. They also talked about his alleged broken relationship with Rose, and the rumors about him bleeping her elder sister Vivian. He took the opportunity to clarify that he never actually had a relationship with Roseline but who believes that anyway. They left there at about 7.40pm in the evening.

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By the next day, Badoh had ensured he fixed a time when his parents will be absent from home. The only blood relatives in the house was his sister, who was in her room as usual reading novels. He took his breakfast early knowing that to eat a pussycat is different from eating food.
At about 9.20am that morning, Chidimma arrived his house. Getting pass the gate is always easy, after all, Badoh's father was a man of the people. He ushered her into the parlour where she sat watching film - Lion King - on the big television on cable. When he was through with what he was doing, he joined her on the chair sitting on the handle.
"How is your sister?" He asked her. "She's fine. You didn't ask me how I am, you are asking of her." She jealously said forming vex. But he pecked her head instead, petting her. "I can see you are fine already, infact beautiful," he said bribing her with compliment and eying her seductively. She smiled feeling superior.
"Where did you tell her you were going?" He continued.
"I didn't tell her anything. I just told her I'm going out by 9.30am, after all she was also preparing to go out by 10.00am." She said trying to implicate her twin in the eyes of Badoh. "Where did she say she was going?" He asked curiously.
"I didn't ask jor, I didn't want her to use it as opportunity to be asking me the same question. Besides, maybe she's going to see one of her boyfriends." She said accusingly.
"Did you go to see your boyfriend too?" He asked her lustfully licking his lips.
"It depends, I'm I going to have a good time.?" She replied with a question mark corruptly painted green white green. Badoh removed her red Nike facecap, which she wore for disguise and dropped it on the centre table. He kissed her lips, picking the upper lip first then stops. "Let's go to my room." He ordered and she hurriedly followed him. When they were in the room, they started kissing again, it was about 10.05am when there was a knock on his room door.
He stopped kissing Dimma, "who is it?" Badoh asked.
"It's Chukwudumebi." She answered.
Dimma looking at Badoh in awe whispered, "Dumebi, my sister."


I hope this update compensates for my absence...?

Badohemmy...

My popcorn is now light on..
Biko update more episodes...

This ain't the best part to end this episode..
Anxiety wan bleep me Na

Ghen Ghen Ghen. D twins in love triangle with badoh

Guy. I hope the twins won't break each other's neck for your place ooo.

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Guy. I hope the twins won't break each other's neck for your place ooo.

That's a great idea... Brb, let me
check what will happen!!

Great story...love the suspense...n d location specifics...

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Thanks for your kind words!

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CHAPTER 9.
Dimma was still shocked, she wondered how her twin had traced her steps to Badoh's house. "Maybe she implanted a tracker on me" she thought.
Meanwhile, Badoh was calm all through. He opened the door and instructed her to come in, then he closed it. Dumebi liked his room, he had good taste of furniture and arrangement for a young guy. She was however snapped out of her admiration on seeing her sis sitting on Badoh's bed. "What are you doing here?" She asked.
"What are you doing here yourself?" Dimma fired back.
"Ladies, be calm. I invited you both." Badoh said.
"But why? I thought we had a plan?" Dimma asked. "Yes, a plan with me, not with her." Dumebi said eying her sister.
But Badoh ignored them as they wrestled with their eyes. He moved towards his wardrobe and hanged his shirt. His trousers followed, what was left was his singlet and pink flowered boxers. They admired his fine physique and were ready to devour him when they noticed the other girl was still in the room.
"Badoh, you have to make a decision on who you want." Dumebi said.
"Yes, tell her you already chose me that's why you invited me first." Dimma said to him.
He looked at both girls from his corner of the room, if only they knew that they were exactly where he wanted them to be at that moment in time. "Okay. I will make my choice on the condition that both of you will accept it. There will be no arguments or hate, just love and good times after I've chosen." He said and they both nodded their head smiling, each hoping that he would pick her.
He walked to Dumebi, he monitored her carefully placing his hands on her cheeks. The feeling of his touch sparked her plug but he pulled away shortly. He moved upwards the bed where Dimma sat with a pillow on her lap and stared directly into her eyes. She expected him to kiss her but he again left her side.
Standing in the middle of both girls he said "I've made my choice" but they did not understand who. He walked back to Dumebi and kissed her very briefly. "I've chosen the both of you. I like you both and I want you both as well." He proclaimed in a low voice.
"What! It won't work." Dumebi said.
"You both said you will respect my choice. Right?" He asked drawing her closer to himself.
"Do three people bleep? Besides I am not even leaving this room unless you finish what you have started. But not with her." Dimma spoke authoritatively.
"If you are sure you like me. This is your chance to have me. But if you're not okay with what I have said, no quarrels. You are free to leave." He unlocked the door and turned around merging his lips with that of Dumebi, he knew she was the most likely to leave because her moral standards were slightly higher than that of Dimma. He kissed her gently placing both his hands on her bumbum. After a few seconds, she began to respond by romancing him. She wanted to bleep him and felt that by responding her sister will finally excuse them and use the open door.
It was like her dream was coming true when Chidimma stood up from the bed and walked past them. She placed her hand on the door knob with Dumebi hoping the door hit her on her ass on her way out.