this was sent 2 me by a friend
I’m in a serious crisis in my home and I
need help to get myself out of this mess
otherwise I will be thrown out of my
matrimonial home by my husband.
Please I beg you keep my name secret.
Trouble started for me few weeks back when I was travelling to the university I
passed out from to clear some documents
and ‘sort’ one of my lecturers who
whosecourse I didn’t really do wein.
I got to Abuja very late that night and I
couldn’t get a bus to school due to the security situation, while trying to locate a
small hotel where I can justspend the
night I ran into my ex-guy who is now
based in the city. He convinced me to pass
the night in his place since he was single
and lived in a two bedroom apartment, I accepted but when my husband called me I
lied that I’ve gotten to school.
Later that night my ex came to my room
and gaveme a laptop as a gift, as if he
knew I needed one badly. I was torched
and one thing led to another and soon I was on top of him and we had great sex, I
must admit. He dropped me at the park the
next morning and on our way to
Gwagwalada the bus was attacked and I
lost the laptop and my bag with allmy
money. I had to call my husband, not knowing
that he had even confirmed that I didn’t
get to school the previous night. He called
me a prostitute and a liar. He said his
friend saw me with a man leaving a hotel
in Abuja city and that his friend even sent him a picture of us... I cried on
thephone and begged him buthe asked me
to "go back tothat man".
Now am back to Lagos but things are not
ok at all, my friends have helped to beg
him but he refused and I can’t involved my parents, I'm ashamed! Please I
needreaders to help me out.
What can I do to appease my husband?
DO YOU THINK SHE WAS HELPLESS OR THAT
SHE THREW CAUTION TO THE WIND
KNOWING SHE WAS THREADING ON SLIPPERY GROUNDS?
WHAT DO YOU SAY SHE DOES?IF THIS
HAPPENED TO YOU,WHAT WOULD YOU DO?

This is Super story, a life of strife and sorrow. Where the fishes drown and even die of thirst....

next story

don buchi: next story

Tell her to take A caplet of cyanide it will make her to relax and enable her think properly with a better solution to her predicaments

U can't scoop fire on your lap and expect nt to be burnt...she knew what she was getting into the very moment she went to her ex's place.let her dance to the music

Fake story... Whoever wrote this is not a good writer... The person should go and up his/her game...

binger: U can't scoop fire on your lap and expect nt to be burnt...she knew what she was getting into the very moment she went to her ex's place.let her dance to the music

If you are in her shoes, What will u do

Hmm ok. She should go back to her parent's house.

obowunmi: Hmm ok. She should go back to her parent's house.

If ur in her shoes is that what u'll do ?

at least you enjoyed the s3x

I swear this is a boring story.

Mynd_44: I swear this is a boring story.

just like you

emmy11:

If ur in her shoes is that what u'll do ?

Tell you to go back to your parent's house.

Cunt_Destroyer:
just like you

And you call me boring?

Tales by moonlight

totally fake

This story is as real and believable as a flying carpet

chuckdee4: This story is as real and believable as a flying carpet

Hey watch it. Flying carpets are more believable that this.

chuckdee4: This story is as real and believable as a flying carpet

NOBEL Carpet for that matter.

You had great sex with your ex.... go back to your ex now for more great sex & ask him this question that you asked us? I don't want to judge, but I seriously find it hard to believe it was just a coincidence you ran into your ex. I suspect you told him you where in Abuja & you guys should hook up. Anyways pls let your poor husband heal his wounds. If he hadn't got evidence, shebi you would have lied cold-heartedly to him? That leaves me asking how many times you probably might have cheated on your husband.

Whether the story is true or not, is a story for another day. You have broken the 11th Commandment; "Thou Shalt Not Get Caught!". The Penalty for your type of crime is Divorce, but if I am your husband, I wont divorce you, and I wont send you away, I will let you stay in my Boys Quarters and I will put a dog's cage close to the Boys Quarters with a new dog to herald your movements; But your bedroom will be occupied by another sexy mistress.