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| Re: Ogechi & I by Naturehibrid(m): 4:28pm On Mar 23, 2015 |
Tnks 4 d update u r d boss. |
| Re: Ogechi & I by Darus05(m): 4:33pm On Mar 23, 2015 |
Hmmmm,becareful. |
| Re: Ogechi & I by harjibolar10(m): 4:45pm On Mar 23, 2015 |
You see say I got it somehow right Do I really need to do this?No, you don't need to ooo Give your beloved girl a little time, she's yours and I guess she will surely come back to you in one piece Thanks for the update man |
| Re: Ogechi & I by adegwurulez(m): 6:59pm On Mar 23, 2015 |
Jezuzboi, this is good. You might want to consider my old age and cut down on the suspense. 1 Like 1 Share |
| Re: Ogechi & I by kwencypresh(f): 8:47pm On Mar 23, 2015 |
Jesusboi pls i get phobia for suspense Pls save me Com n update |
| Re: Ogechi & I by jezuzboi(m): 9:34pm On Mar 23, 2015 |
funmercy1:Sheeeeeeey? Naturehibrid:You're highly welcome my brother. Darus05:I will harjibolar10:Yeah, u definitely predicted it right. adegwurulez:Haha. Ok sir. I go try kwencypresh:Hahaha......,, Okkkkkkkkk. But my update pattern is one episode per day ooo. |
| Re: Ogechi & I by Missmossy(f): 9:49pm On Mar 23, 2015 |
Ghen-ghen  Its gonna be interesting for both Cynthia and jezuzboi. Thumbs up!3 Likes |
| Re: Ogechi & I by jezuzboi(m): 9:52pm On Mar 23, 2015 |
| Re: Ogechi & I by edwinkube(m): 10:15pm On Mar 23, 2015 |
Nice story u av got here.,am rilli impressed...buh 4 me, i fink marryin lin n joinin prada would av been d best choice 4 u cos wif lin's wealth nd connection 4rm pradahood, u wl av everything u desire includin ur superstar gf ogechi 1 Like 1 Share |
| Re: Ogechi & I by eitsei(m): 10:47pm On Mar 23, 2015 |
edwinkube:do u knw d kind of group prada is? 1 Like 1 Share |
| Re: Ogechi & I by jezuzboi(m): 12:33am On Mar 24, 2015 |
edwinkube:Badoo! You are a badt guy! Lol. The moment I saw your comment, I went through your profile to visualize you wella. Broz, u confirm, and this your opinion dey. But you see, Ogechi is not just a girl I want to have and let go. I want personalize am if possible. And as per the PRADA matter, don't go dier oo! If you reach PRADA, u go know say ILLUMINATI dey learn. Above all, I be Jesusboy. I no dey bow give idol. Thanks for dropping by. I really appreciate. 1 Like |
| Re: Ogechi & I by Nobody: 6:51am On Mar 24, 2015 |
At last you never listen |
| Re: Ogechi & I by jezuzboi(m): 10:10am On Mar 24, 2015 |
prettydiva89:Hmmm, pressure is too much. But your advice plays along with the sound of my heartbeat. 1 Like |
| Re: Ogechi & I by jezuzboi(m): 10:10am On Mar 24, 2015 |
[b]EPISODE 20 The big moment came and I was about to flood her heart with melodies of love. I held her both hands from across the table and looked at her the way I looked at Ogechi the day I professed love to her. OH MY GAWD! Cynthia lost it. She knew what I was about to say. She probably had been in that position before. The look in her eyes depicted something like; “DREAM COME TRUE”. She was smiling and couldn’t wait for me to empty my heart of its content. I had almost opened my mouth to speak the words when a movie director she had introduced me to at the movie premiere walked in with his fiancée and met us on our table holding hands. “Look who we have here! The two love birds in a Chinese restaurant. How romantic” “Carl! Cynthia called out to the movie director as she slowly withdrew her hand to give him a handshake. “What a coincidence” Carl said. “I’m out on a date with my fiancée.” He drew his mouth closer to Cynthia’s ear and whispered; “I’m gonna propose to her” Cynthia screamed with excitement. The director turned to me and said; “I hope you’re here to do the same?” I just smiled and waved that away. “By the way, how’s the movie thing going?” the director asked me. “What movie thing?” I asked. I had forgotten that Cynthia introduced me to him as an actor the night at the movie premiere, so he expected me to have featured in some movies already and probably working on one as we spoke. So I asked that silly question and he got confused. Immediately, Cynthia jumped in. “He’s been reluctant about the whole thing because of the love he has for Nigerian home videos. He has climbed up the larder in the Nigerian movie industry and has gotten used to it to an extent where his desire to feature in foreign movies burns with low flames. I have been trying to talk some sense into him for a while now but he’s been resistant. I know it’s because he doesn’t know how it feels to feature in a Hollywood movie. You can bring him in and let him have a test of it can’t you? I’m sure by then his view of the whole thing will change for good” Truth be told, Cynthia was simply irresistible. The moment she dropped the last word, Carl consented and gave me his card and booked an appointment with me. He was going to work with me on his next movie. Only Cynthia can do this. After that he left with his one in a million fiancée to another table to propose to her. Cynthia quickly reminded me that besides Carl there were other people she introduced me to at the movie premiere who all thought of me to be a star, coupled with the Italian girl at the premiere who called on me to join her present the award to the director of the movie that was premiered. So we had to do something real quick for me to have TV appearance and Carl was the best starting point. I ended up not telling Cynthia what I brought her out on a date to tell. Instead, we started strategizing on how to make me a star in the nearest possible time and prevent shame. Was there anything this Cynthia wouldn’t do for me? Carl and I became allies and I was given the role of the major actor to play in his movie but got disqualified because I hadn’t attained a white belt in martial arts and the major actor had to do some karate stuff with the bad men. Because of that I was given the role of the major actor in the next movie Carl was to produce, and that was a long time away. Nevertheless, I started appearing on set to talk about the movie Carl was directing. I was part of the team and fame started coming my way little by little. I started feeling funky, but then I remembered how fame separated me from Ogechi and I promised not to let it happen with Cynthia. Whether it was real or not, I was determined to love Cynthia. Wherever I traveled to in the course of Carl’s movie, Cynthia went with me. Of course she loved such things so it wasn’t a problem for her. Six months passed and the movie was not even half way done. It had been one year from the time I began my Masters’ Degree Program and I only had six months left to be through with it. I wasn’t in a hurry anyway, because unlike before, I had no special one to go home to except my mother, so I wasn’t bothered since no one was gonna steal her from me like I feared for Ogechi. It was I and Cynthia now rocking the United States of America. Through Cynthia I had gotten highly connected to the people that would help me live my dreams. In addition to the connection, I started making some cool dollars, but nothing to be compared to what Cynthia and Ogechi had made already. They were rich girls, but Cynthia was richer. From all indications, I wasn’t going to settle for any other girl than Cynthia and she knew it, so she made everything she had mine. I had access to all she had, even her bank account that contained the millions of dollars she had made over the years. I wasn’t comfortable with it. I wanted to make my own money, but it wasn’t easy. Like they say; you don’t make money overnight, you make money overtime. I was very careful not to take advantage of Cynthia in anyway. I handled all she gave me with extreme caution to prevent anything that would lead to any kind of misunderstanding in the future. Cynthia didn’t care how I handled whatever she made available for me. All she wanted was my love. She would gladly pay all the bills as long as I showed her love and care. But as a Nigerian man, I didn’t want people at home to say that a woman was the one catering for me, upon all the gifts and talents that I have. So I worked really hard with that movie director and also with the music producers I had gotten to know through Cynthia. The music thing wasn’t coming forth as the movie thing was. Everything was flowing well with Carl’s movie and I couldn’t wait for him to be done with the present one and get started with the one I was to star in. I thought of traveling to Nigeria to visit my mum and some other people. Of course I wouldn’t go to Nigeria for any other reason than to visit because everything I needed was in the United States, especially now that I had decided to make Cynthia a part of my life. I wanted to make United States my home because of her, so I only wanted to come back home and spend some time with my family and friends before heading back abroad. One evening we sat just outside Cynthia’s house to catch some air. There I broke the news of my plans to travel to Nigeria. Cynthia wept like a baby at my breaking the news of my journey to her. She didn’t want me to leave. She was afraid I wasn’t going to come back. But she couldn’t find any strong reason to keep me from going home to see my mother. We spent a lot of time talking about my trip and the time of my return to America. If not that Cynthia was afraid of coming to Nigeria because of that magazine saga, she would have come along. But since she couldn’t come, she suggested we solidify our bond with a blood covenant before I left. She was really afraid of losing me, even though I hadn’t opened my mouth to ask her to be my girl yet. Nawa o. I wouldn’t enter into a blood covenant with anyone, not even Ogechi. So I dismissed the idea immediately she suggested it. She thought and thought of what to do to glue us together inseparably. “We have to solidify our bond before you leave” she kept saying. “And how are we supposed to do that?” I asked. “Follow me” she replied, taking me by the hand and leading me inside the house. I just followed her like a sheep being led to the slaughter, wondering how she intended to solidify our bond. Whatever it was, I was ready for it, so long as it is not a blood covenant. Cynthia lead me to her room gently, pushed me to bed and made some kind of eye catching and mind troubling display before me. I knew what she was up to. That was her idea of solidifying our bond. Honestly, I wasn’t going to object this time, not for the sake of solidifying our bond but for the sake of the blood that was running through my veins. I had resisted this beautiful Cynthia long enough because of my fears and conscience but at this point, her charms made me overcome those fears. The pressure I suddenly found myself in made me ready for any consequence. Cynthia excused herself and went into the bathroom to get cleaned up while I lay on her bed watching TV and anticipating the return of the mummy. Three minutes passed and Cynthia was still in the bathroom. My phone beeped. I checked to see what notification had come in. guess what? It was a reminder about the live TV broadcast featuring Ogechi and it was set to begin in ten minutes. I had set a reminder for the date and time for Ogechi’s next live TV appearance the last time I watched a replay of a TV broadcast featuring TV stars, of which she was one. Today was that day and the time had come. But I and Cynthia had unfinished business. What do I do now? If I miss this program, I may have missed the best opportunity to talk to Ogechi because the phone line was going to be open to callers and fans and I had planned to call in when the day came. I even saved the number. And what about Cynthia? She and I had come a long way and I had made obvious to her that she had a place in my heart. How do I bypass this moment and watch Ogechi’s live broadcast? Or do I just let that go since I had settled in my mind to court Cynthia? To be continued.[/b] 4 Likes 1 Share |
| Re: Ogechi & I by Nobody: 1:08pm On Mar 24, 2015 |
Cynthia lead me to her room gently, pushed me to bed and made some kind of eye catching and mind troubling display before me...... It's a super storyyyyy........ Next Week on your award winning super story Cynthia: Jesusboy, I'm pregnant! Bonding Ni, BONDAGE ko! 2 Likes |
| Re: Ogechi & I by Fembleez1(m): 1:26pm On Mar 24, 2015 |
Hmmmmmmmm  |
| Re: Ogechi & I by harjibolar10(m): 2:01pm On Mar 24, 2015 |
Hey Oga, what did you think you are doing? If you miss that TV show ehn... Let me reserve watin I go take do you Keep em coming boss |
| Re: Ogechi & I by Deluxewize(m): 9:40pm On Mar 24, 2015 |
If u sud lose Cynthia,I pity for ur life. |
| Re: Ogechi & I by edwinkube(m): 5:02am On Mar 25, 2015 |
Followin bumper 2 bumper.....u r @ a Crossroad buh left 2 me, i wil go n watch d program cos if u don't, u might not last up to 2minutes in bed(release) cos ur mind won't b dere nd coupled wif d fact dat u rilli need 2 show dat cynthia dat u no b virgin., releasin under 2minutes na big f-up oo especially since na ur 1st tym wif her..... |
| Re: Ogechi & I by jezuzboi(m): 11:00am On Mar 25, 2015 |
Ucfizzy:Fire!!! Fembleez1:Wetin nah,,,,, harjibolar10:Abeg ooo Deluxewize:Ewo ooo  Chai  edwinkube:Oga mi! I dey feel you OT. NEXT UPDATE RIGHT AWAY |
| Re: Ogechi & I by jezuzboi(m): 11:01am On Mar 25, 2015 |
[b]EPISODE 21 I deliberated until it was about two minutes to the commencement of the program and Cynthia was still in the bathroom singing with much excitement and probably dancing, hoping to come out and unleash the dragon on me. Little did she know that my attention had been divided. Did I say divided? My attention had been stolen! I quickly rushed down to the sitting room and turned on the television. After about five minutes Cynthia came down to meet me paying rapt attention to the program. She wondered what made me pay such attention to TV. She also thought I wasn’t happy that she had spent so much time in the bathroom. Be that as it may, she didn’t expect what she got from me. She came and was sweet talking me as she bent over the couch from behind and unbuttoning my shirt and rubbing my chest. All that didn’t move me. How I wish she would just keep doing that while I watched Ogechi. She saw that I wasn’t moved by the seductive measures she employed, and it struck her that something was not right. “What’s going on J? Why are you acting weird?” “This is one of my favorite TV programs, and I’ve been looking forward to this very edition. Please permit me to watch it. I’ll come to you when it’s over” “What?” You’re leaving me in this high temperature because of a TV program? You’re kidding right?” “If only you understood the impact this program will have on me, you wouldn’t stop me from watching it” “Seriously?!”, I don’t know what has suddenly come over you. I can’t believe you want to trade what was supposed to be the sweetest moment of our lives together for a mere TV program. Are you okay?” “Come on Cynthia, no one is trading anything here. Postpone would be a better word for to use” “You’ve got to be crazy. Cynthia got pissed off and walked out on me. I was glad she finally did. I had been hoping she would do so three minutes ago; instead she stood there running those alluring lips of hers. Mcheeeeeeww! Ogechi was called to come on set. The moment I saw my Ogechi I felt like jumping into the TV set to meet her. Wow! This girl is damn pretty. She was dressed in red short gown with something like wings on both sides. She didn’t apply much make up on her face but looked more stunning than ever before. She was smiling all through. I remembered that smile. She was very impressive. I couldn’t stop analyzing her. I remembered the first day I met her. I remembered the night at my house and many other wonderful moments we had spent together and I missed her exceedingly. The interview started; “It’s nice to have you again on the show after such a long time. I’m sure going to get my pound of flesh today because I don’t know when next I’ll be seeing you around. It’s not every day we get to hang out with celebrities like you” the broadcaster said. Cynthia blushed at what the broadcaster said and I joined her unconsciously. The broadcaster continued; “I’ll start today by asking where you reside now. We know you were based in America until barely two years ago when you decided to go back to Nigeria. As it is now, one can’t tell if you’re based in America or Nigeria because today you’re here and tomorrow you’re in Nigeria. So can you tell us about that? I believe there are quite a number of us that may want to pay you a visit” “Well, I’d say I’m based in Nigeria. But due to the invitations I get almost always, it might be difficult to get to me because I move to different places at very short notice. With that I can’t say I’m based at any particular place for now. I think I will quote our dear Lord Jesus when He was asked where He lived. He replied saying; "FOXES HAVE DENS AND BIRDS HAVE NESTS, BUT THE SON OF MAN HAS NO PLACE TO LAY HIS HEAD." “I say same about myself today. I have no place to lay my head” (Laughs after making that statement) “Wow. That’s interesting. So how does one get to you if he or she wants to call on you for collaboration?” “My manager takes care of that. Just put a call across to him and he’ll make sure you have me. He’s a genius” “Alright, talking about your manager, some time ago rumor had it that he’s your man. The people say they don’t see you with any other man besides him. What are you going to say to that? Are they right?” “Some time ago I made it clear that I was in a relationship and promised to show off my prince charming to the whole world. That hasn’t happened yet because we’ve been quite busy.” “You mean, like, you guys have been away from each other for a while now?” “Exactly” “So how’s he taking that? Doesn’t he sometimes want to be with you? I mean, isn’t he a bit uncomfortable with the way things are going between you guys? He’s a guy. At some point he might be worried about losing you to someone else. How are you getting him to ride with you on this? “Actually, he was the one who pushed me up here. He believes in dreams and achievements. I’m not quite sure I would have made it here without his help and encouragement. He never stopped getting me to do all he knew would bring me here someday. Though our schedule does not permit us to be together more often, the day shall come when we’ll become inseparable” “Wow! That’s really romantic. Our ears are tingling right now. We want more. Please tell us all about it.” “If I start telling you that, they’ll be no end to this program. It’s a pretty long story. Plus, that’s private, so I wouldn’t want to let the whole world in on that. I’ll be hosting an in-house party in my residence at Oklahoma City two weeks from now. There I’ll share some of my life experiences and stories with those present.” “Will price charming be there?” “I’ll reserve every other information concerning that till then. “Okay viewers, it time to take calls. Our phone lines are open. Call in and say hi to this this great Nigerian singer. She’s been rocking the air for a while now and we all love what she does. I bet the American government is planning on getting her to become a citizen.” People started calling in and either wishing her well or congratulating her or adoring her and all that. I was busy trying to call the number on the screen but I kept getting the ‘BUSY’ feedback from the network. I guess all of America was also trying the phone lines as well. After several tries without getting through, I thought of giving up and let it slide. Perhaps it wasn’t meant to be. But then, one careless dial went through and I was connected. “We have another caller on the line. Good evening and welcome to the show. Can you please tell us where you’re calling from?” the broadcaster asked. “Good evening. I’m calling from Regina. “Okay you’re welcome to the show. So are you a fan of Oge’s or an admirer?” “Haha. I would say a fan and an admirer. I’ve been following her from the start and I’m really glad that she’s made it this far. She’s an amazing singer and a pretty damsel. I don’t think there’s any other as pretty as she is. I have longed to speak with her for nearly two years now but to no avail. I guess she’s pretty busy like she said.” At that point, the countenance on Ogechi’s face changed. There was something unusual about the call. She sat straight and paid rapt attention to the caller. I bet she was trying to decipher the voice. I was talking to her while watching her on TV. I felt so omnipresent. I wanted Ogechi to know I was the one calling. I didn’t want her to just suspect it could be me. I wanted to make sure she knew it was me on the line. And the best way to that was by saying something only she and I knew. So I proceeded to drop my points, but I did so in parables. “I had almost given up on seeing her again. But the fact that I’m opportune to speak with her tonight makes me optimistic that I will see and talk to her again, even for one more time. I would have loved to hold her by the hand and lead her blindfolded to surprise package, probably a flower, but I don’t think I stand a chance amongst her many admirers. I would ask her out on a cool Sunday evening. And if she objects, I would get on my knees and beg her until she consents. I know I wouldn’t pronounce the word please before she consents. At that point Ogechi knew it was me. When we first met at Enugu and she asked me to come live with her, I asked her out one Sunday evening. She didn’t want to go with me. But as soon as I got to my knees she consented immediately like it was a spell I cast on her. I always told her I would use that on her as a trick whenever the occasion demanded. So saying something like that probably made her remember that evening. She got nervous. She stopped me from talking and asked; “Where did you say you’re calling from?” “Regina” I replied. And what’s your name sir?” I was silent for a little bit and she asked what my name was again. I opened my mouth to say Jesusboy but just then, Cynthia burst into the sitting room with angry words for my ears. The things she said could be heard by all who watched the program because she was yelling. Immediately, I dropped the call. The presenter then said; I think we’ve lost the caller. That must have been the caller’s wife yelling at him. I think it’s a family issue. The broadcaster then looked to the screen and said; to our caller from Regina, whatever it is, please take it easy with your wife over there. Try to settle things and give us a call back if you will. We didn’t even get your name. By the way, that was very romantic of you. Oge would be lucky to have a man like you. The countenance on Ogechi’s face showed her mind was troubled and she was finding it hard to tell if it was me or not because of the word “wife” which the broadcaster mentioned. “Cynthia heard what the broadcaster said and got confused. Are you the caller she’s referring to? Who’s Oge?” I stood there acting all lost and confused. “Am I missing something here?” Cynthia asked again with a confused look on her face. I thought she was going to let it slide at my silence. But she had strong suspicion that I was the one the broadcaster commended for being romantic. She enquired to know what was special about the TV broadcast and why I was so particular about watching it that I even hurt her feelings to do so and ended up being romantic to someone I saw on TV. I wish she knew who that someone was. When I wasn’t saying anything in response she flared up and I got displeased. I retaliated with harsh tender words that calmed her down, after which I continued acting all upset with her for the embarrassment she just gave me. She was so sorry and apologized to me dearly. If I knew, I would have accepted the apology immediately. But I still pretended to be really angry about what she just did and she quickly figured out the best way to put an end to my anger. “Guess what she figured out” (The ultimate seal on a partner’s apology to the other) And that was nothing but a make-up………..,. Well, let me not speculate. I prayed it was something else she figured out but no, it wasn’t. It was definitely going to end on the couch. Watch and see. To be continued.[/b] 4 Likes 1 Share |
| Re: Ogechi & I by LogoDWhiz(m): 11:27am On Mar 25, 2015 |
wow! You're just postponing the sex scenes. Nice! |
| Re: Ogechi & I by jezuzboi(m): 11:41am On Mar 25, 2015 |
LogoDWhiz:Hahahahahaha LOL! |
| Re: Ogechi & I by LogoDWhiz(m): 11:47am On Mar 25, 2015 |
jezuzboi: Na so! 1 Like |
| Re: Ogechi & I by harjibolar10(m): 4:02am On Mar 26, 2015 |
Oga I dey feel this story die And BTW, I'm still looking forward to where you will ditch cyntia ooo, cos ogechi must prevail.. .. #TeamOgechi 1 Like |
| Re: Ogechi & I by Nobody: 8:06am On Mar 26, 2015 |
harjibolar10:Nightwalker... U Never sleep, do U? |
| Re: Ogechi & I by jezuzboi(m): 11:26am On Mar 26, 2015 |
harjibolar10:Ok nah............, |
| Re: Ogechi & I by jezuzboi(m): 11:27am On Mar 26, 2015 |
[b]EPISODE 22 I wish I could just skip this part of the story or just say something like; IT ENDED ON THE COUCH. But I know this will be the best part of the story for some readers, so I’ll just get on with it. The long and short of the matter is that IT ENDED ON THE COUCH. You still want to know how? Okay, let’s ride. Cynthia, in order to make sure her apology found its way to my heart, started playing with the beard. That soft palm of hers found its way to my chest and started pinching the hairs therein. Haha, this Cynthia sef. That hurt me and I responded to stimulus. That’s exactly what Cynthia wanted. She may have made it look like she was trying to show me how sorry she was but I knew she had always wanted to do this and this time she caught me by the neck. I began to return everything she was giving to me. I even took over and got a little rough with her. I grabbed her by the waist towards me and we faced each other as our upper bodies glued together. I then grabbed her hair with my right hand and dragged her head away from mine while my left hand was around her waist holding firmly onto her to make sure her body didn’t separate from mine when I drag her hair. She was hurt by that, but endured it for the sake of the pleasure she would derive afterwards. Suddenly, I separated my body from hers and stood some distance away staring at her lustfully. She could tell I was in the mood to get naughty. Exactly what she wanted. I then said; “I’m about to invade your sacred zone with much hostility. I’ll need all the strength in the world.” “Tell me what to do” Cynthia said with a voice burning with excessive desire for pleasure. “I need food” I said. “I’m really hungry and won’t make it past the first quarter if I take on this race in my present state. Believe me, I wish to see a corps at the end of it all. Your corps to be precise.” “How dare you!” Cynthia said as a challenge. “You want food, food you shall get!” She left to the kitchen to prepare me food. I quickly got to my room to get some left over sleeping pills I had been using to knock myself out whenever sleep went on a journey. I took three pills at once and rushed back to the sitting room. Cynthia prepared the food like machine. Before I could say J.A.C.K, there was food was waiting for me on the dining table. She called on me and I joined her there. It would take some time before the drug begins to have effect on me, so I had to delay everything till then. I joined her at the dining and instead of eating, I asked her to feed me. It was exiting for her. It was as if I was playing love with her to properly prepare the way for the real deal. We started doing those things they do in Nigerian home videos. She would scoop food from the plate towards my mouth, and when I open my mouth to take it she would withdraw it, and sometimes have it or gives it to me after doing that over and again. She was really helping matters. It wasn’t quite long before I began to feel the effect of the drugs and started feeling dizzy. I was so happy and that made me smile a lot. Cynthia misunderstood my smile for lustful desire for her. We finished eating and she didn’t bother to clear the table. As soon as I stood up she jumped on me and started kissing me real hard. She was so in the mood. But we got to the couch and then like an elephant that had gotten in contact with hunter’s bullets, I fell on the couch and became motionless. She called to me and got no response. I heard her but didn’t respond. She thought it was part of the process until she realized I was really asleep. She couldn’t believe it. She didn’t know if it was the food or something else, but the fact remained that I slept off helplessly. She was so frustrated and didn’t know what to do. Nevertheless, she put her head on my chest and continued rubbing it until I slept off completely. That was how it ended on the couch. The long night finally ended and Cynthia woke up but me, I was still deep in slumber. I normally took one pill of that drug when I wanted to sleep and it served well but this time, I took three because I wanted to pass out before Cynthia had her way. Now I had to deal with the aftermath of that uncalculated action. 1pm and I was still sleeping. Cynthia got worried. She woke me up but I slept again after some minutes and Cynthia concluded I needed medical attention. She talked about calling the doctor and I objected dizzily, telling her I preferred going to the hospital instead of having the doctor come to check on me. I wanted to buy enough time to sleep away the effect of those pills. I finally woke up by 7pm feeling very hungry. Cynthia wasn’t around then. I asked her maids about her and no one seemed to know her way about. I told them to prepare me food immediately. I went upstairs to get myself cleaned up while that was done. Those maids had known of my situation, so they were somewhat happy that I was back safe and sound. At least they considered me safe and sound, unlike Cynthia who had gone ahead to bring home a doctor to check on me. While on the dining eating, Cynthia walked in with a white man in white medical suit and some instruments I couldn’t decipher. “Oh my God! You’re awake! Were you waiting for me to be gone before you ended you slumber?” Cynthia asked. “I guess I was really tired from the midnight exercise you and I engaged in last night, so I had to sleep that long to regain all my strength.” I said with a mischievous smile, pretending to believe that something happened. “What midnight exercise are you talking about?” Cynthia asked with a confused. “Oh Cynthia, I know I shouldn’t be saying this before this stranger but I just couldn’t help it. Perhaps he should leave now because my body is catching some signals from your cleavage and I bet it wants a repeat of last night’s royal rumble. But if he chooses to stay, he can watch.” As I was saying those things I stood up from the dining and walked towards Cynthia as though I wanted to make out with her. Cynthia had always sought occasions to do so but this time around, the reverse was the case. She didn’t know if I was sane or not. That was very unlike me. Truly, that wasn’t me. I purposely did all that to prevent the doctor from carrying out any tests on me because if he did, my secret would have been unveiled. Another trick on Cynthia, and guess what; IT WORKED! The doctor bade Cynthia goodbye and left the moment I got up to Cynthia and tried to kiss her. It was all an act. Ever since I met Cynthia, that was the first time she resisted me. Though the doctor made a statement saying; there’s nothing wrong with this man, I think he’s love sick, Cynthia didn’t believe him. She thought there was something wrong with me, and she wasn’t going to let it slide just like that. Since then, Cynthia treated me like someone with an unsolved problem, and as long as she wasn’t sure my problem was solved, she wouldn’t do anything to endanger herself. And that meant she wasn’t going to want me to bleep her until I was normal again according to her judgement. That was so cool with me. In fact, I started acting really strange but not in manner that suggested mental imbalance. I made it look like it was spiritual, but she believed it was medical and tried everything within her power to get me checked out by a doctor. All her efforts failed. It was sure to fail. It was best for her to think of me that way because I had changed my mind on her after watching the Ogechi on TV. Everything just worked out well. I don’t know how I would have broken up with Cynthia, though I never officially pronounced our relationship into existence. Cynthia didn’t avoid me, neither did she stop me from getting close to her. The only thing she made sure I didn’t do was the only thing I didn’t want to do, which she had always wanted to do. I took advantage of the situation and acted as though I wouldn’t last a day without feeling the warmth of her body so that she wouldn’t have any reason to say I avoided her at any point in time. As much as Cynthia would have loved to do it, she didn’t for the sake of her health. She was afraid I had an internal disease that could be contacted by blood. “What sort of disease would make a man suddenly fall asleep without prior symptoms and wake up over eighteen hour later” she kept wondering. Nevertheless, Cynthia never let me go. She never gave up on me. She didn’t take it kindly with anyone insinuated that my problem was psychological. She always believed it was medical. She was so sure I was going to come around someday and she didn’t mind waiting for that day no matter how long it took. She cared even more about me and was determined to see to it that my problem got solved. Cynthia had a good heart and indeed loved me. She’s always been there for me. I can’t begin to number the things she’s done for me even though I wasn’t giving her what she really wanted from me. She’s always been the one around and I definitely wouldn’t have gotten this far without her. Just at the time she was to reap the fruit of her labor; I was set to leave her for Ogechi, the one I loved but hadn’t been around me for years and I can’t tell what she has grown to become, unlike Cynthia whom I had gotten to know in and out. Was I being fair with Cynthia? To be continued.[/b] 1 Like |
| Re: Ogechi & I by Deluxewize(m): 11:48am On Mar 26, 2015 |
Godspeed brother,like u said it's jst an act so act it well for u nt to lose both in home & away. 1 Like |
| Re: Ogechi & I by jezuzboi(m): 12:12pm On Mar 26, 2015 |
Deluxewize:Ee fit happen oo. I'll keep that in mind. 1 Like |
| Re: Ogechi & I by JigsawKillah(m): 2:03pm On Mar 26, 2015 |
honestly I don't know who deserve u anymore Oge is waiting, Cynthia is doing her best if I was you, I'd marry both 1 Like |
| Re: Ogechi & I by jezuzboi(m): 2:32pm On Mar 26, 2015 |
JigsawKillah:Truly!! But Christians aren't supposed 2 practice polygamy nah...., so |
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