this mst hv been very difficult goin tru. it's sad xperience bt wht eva we go tru in lyf shld mk us stronger. op u re strong bt jst hope wen these re over u cn put away dt lying habit. i hate lies cnt stand it. ur writing skil is gud too

Continue o

thatsincerechic:
Anthony and i both got his place..
It seemed Anthony was a better liar than I was. The two bedroom apartment he told me about was actually a room divided into two with curtains.
There were some guys and girls sprawled on the rug watching TV. Anthony parted the curtains and ushered me inside his supposed second room which had a mattress, at the middle of the room which was as flat as a pancake, old and worn out.
This supposed room had nothing except for the mattress and a hanger by the left with piles of clothes and shoes underneath. A portable gas cylinder with a pot on it was visible at the other side of the room directly opposite the hanger on the wall. My eyes ransacked the room for some other items but all I could lay my eyes on were some litters of paper all about the room.
'wait! Wait! Is this a joke or something? I thought and turned back abruptly to see if Anthony was laughing or if he had that smirk on his face, but I was disappointed yet relieved to see that his face was plain, no emotions on the eyes though he looked really tired.
'if you want to have your bath, the bathroom is outside, I will show it to you. I have a bar soap and a... '
' No thanks! I interrupted him in mid sentence. ' I am very okay... all I need to do now is sleep. Thanks a lot for your kind gestures
' Okay' he shrugged and left me sitting on the mattress, legs spread apart, my left elbow on my thighs and my chin on my left palm, while my right hand fondled with the zips of my big handbag which was in front on me between my legs.
I was lost at what to do, I realised by this time(it was past nine) that I was very hungry. The eba and okra soup I had in the afternoon had burned off as energy which I already used up for walking and crying.
Of course, I wasn't going to tell Anthony that I was hungry, I would simply sleep I thought.
Two hours later and I was still trying to catch some sleep with my eyes tightly shut and hoping sleep would come my whole body was weak and felt broken and then the unimaginable happened....

what happened o

Oya. Shapshap.My ba3 is running dowwn

Now I could hear voices in the room and I became alert, but I eyes remained close.
From the voices I could tell the first voice was a guy and other voice, that one sounded more like a mumble and I was sure the first voice wasn't Anthony's then i became confused. I was lying on my back and making an effort to keep my eyes closed but my ears remained open trying to pick up every tiny sound around me.
I was sweating, everywhere was hot, I could not wipe the sweat off my face because I was scared any movement I made would draw attention towards me.
'you didn't tell me someone was sleeping here' bellowed the second voice.
'It's a girl thank God' I thought.
'yes now.. Just come, don't wake her up now' the guy was saying to the girl.
'mtcheeww what nonsense is this, pls lemme go back to my room jor' I think she made to leave.
Then I heard a struggle, more struggle but I maintained my sleeping position and my ears had never been used more than the way it was used on that night.
'Baby why na.. Baby why? Don't do this to me. Haba the person is sleeping and you are complaining'
This was the guy begging. What made the guy so sure I was fast asleep even in the midst of struggles and bellows still remains a mystery to me. I could not comprehend why what was happening around me was happening or what both of them were doing in the room to start with until I heard
'Bola stop jor.. You own is just to Bleep me abi' the girl cried?
Bleep? I almost jumped up but remained calm. By this time my body had relaxed, and I was thinking if they were going to do it right in my presence although the room was quite dark but the light from the other room was reflecting through the curtains used as divider.
'Baby come now.. hold on' that was Bola talking.
This time, I could hear scratching, pulling sounds I still did not flinch.
'Oya remove the hook from your skirt.... Oya pull it na.... '
Immediately my whole body went numb and the only feeling I got was the hot liquid coming out of my vjayjay while I laid motionless......

I love the way you write.... Am So following... I Just Hope it doesn't end in a tragedy... I hate tragedies

optm:
this mst hv been very difficult goin tru. it's sad xperience bt wht eva we go tru in lyf shld mk us stronger. op u re strong bt jst hope wen these re over u cn put away dt lying habit. i hate lies cnt stand it. ur writing skil is gud too

I am stronger by his grace. As per the lying habit it was the only way out then. Thanks

tollyB:
I love the way you write.... Am So following... I Just Hope it doesn't end in a tragedy... I hate tragedies

follow me...

nice write Up..

Chai, see composition
Nice write up.

Following. Continue oo

Where you run gocome finish ooo.U doon wake something up for me nah

Lolz. Did i hear sumbodi say finally sum puceee

This girl sef . Which kin suspense be this nå. Øya complete the story ASAP

Lol..Sweet story....You dey fear but conji still dey hold you ....bad girl

You got me hooked. Congrats

@OP, You are the female version of Lie Mohamed.

I am not saying that your story is false oo, the way you bail yourself out of problems with lies no be here.

I am following sha.

Op cum bk here NA ur story is really touching

I was walking down the side of the road leading to the school campus. I still had the N500 note Andy gave me. I could have afforded N100 shuttle fare but I decided to walk since I was already used to walking long distance. I decided I was going to use the N100 to recharge my mobile phone and place a call home. I wanted to know why none of my parents had called to know how I was faring. I didn't have a boyfriend so I wasn't expecting a call from one. Even all the toasters that had my number did not give me a flash
'It is well! ' I braced myself and continued walking.
I was enjoying the morning breeze as I walked with my handbag hung over my left shoulder, my left shoulder was no longer sore. For a moment my mind went back to the scene of last night and I felt my pelvic muscle contract and had that same feeling from last night.
'Ha last night! This time I was talking aloud because I was the only one of that side of the road. 'Some people are born mad sha... God have mercy on them' ***
Last night was a bitter sweet experience, the sex brouhaha had plenty of moans, cursing, more moans and a.... Sound.
The whole episode did not take more than 15minutes I guessed but it marred the rest of my night as I was tossing and turning, my mind's eye wondering about, trying to put two things together. It was indeed a sleepless night.
As early as 4am I was up and ready to have my bath. Luckily for me, Anthony was in the other room snoring away and I got to his side with care because I was trying not to step on some legs and then I tapped him gently.
'You are awake' he said.
I told him I wanted to have my bath. He directed me of course, I had my bath, changed into cleans clothes I got from my bag. When I was all cleaned up and fully dressed, I told Anthony I was ready to leave. He asked if I was coming back and I answered in affirmative and hit the road by some minutes past six.
*** I finally got to the campus, nobody was in sight. I could here voices and i looked further and saw that the church was filled with lots of activities inside.
Perhaps a vigil was held here last night I thought as I drew closer to observe what was going on inside. Suddenly two people came out, two ladies and immediately I recognised one of them, the taller one.
"Rita!" I exclaimed.
Rita saw me, ran to me and hugged me.
I was overjoyed, alas someone from my past and I felt God had finally answered my prayer. Rita was staring into my face, I knew she had a lot of questions concerning me but the only thing on my mind was when she would go back home, because I wanted to go with her, I was so tired and i needed to sleep.
We hugged for a second time, Rita was saying a lot of things but the only word I heard was my name ROSE. Her arms were welcoming and felt like a protective shield...

Pls guys I'm at work now. Will continue when I am less busy. Thanks

Your story makes the second story that has ever touched me to point tears ever on NL. Beside you've got skill and manner. And for those passing negative comment at the op, please leave thread or stop commenting.

I think this story will sell if acted as a home movie. nice piece. it touched me to my bone marrow. honestly, most runs gals today is as a result of one problem or the other

Nice Story,I can relate with this to what Students pass thru in d University,thank God you survived it sha!

nickkylawve:
Op cum bk here NA ur story is really touching

jst say u re enjoying it...... Winks

mikhe2:
jst say u re enjoying it...... Winks

Rita's apartment was beautiful, it wasn't in the campus as I had guessed. The one room bedroom apartment with kitchen and bathroom was very comfortable for a student. It had everything that a student would need. I fell in love with the big mattress in the room at first sight, there was a reading table and chair, flat screen TV on the wall, stereo, speakers, the floor was neatly tiled, beautiful wallpapers and some of her pictures decorated the wall.
Rita's kitchen was a replica of herself, Very neat and airy. it had all the kitchen utensils one would need, everything was in place. The bathroom with pink wall tiles was neat too, she had different kinds of showering gels, body cream, from moisturising cream to toning and a lot of other items I can not think of now. Everything was in place as they ought to be and she seemed to have all she would ever need in this room I thought. 'this is how I should be living my life' I said to myself.
That Saturday morning after having my bath thoroughly for the first time in that week, I had a good sleep for the first time in that week. I slept like a baby and woke up in the evening before six and everything seemed perfect.
Rita and I chatted happily like the teenagers that we were, as she served the beans and fried plantain for dinner. A second glance at the food and i was so happy.
Rita never asked me those questions I saw in her questions eyes till date and I was glad. Although I was reasonable enough to give her an explanation to hold on to.
All through that Saturday I was indoor, eating, chatting and sleeping.
My vision had cleared totally that evening after dinner as I laid on the bed, on my back, staring at the fan blowing and for the first time in that week I was at peace with life....

Where's this op NA

nice write up...

plz op, don't remind me of things

everyone has a story to tell
better days ahead

future can tell.

See op I know u lying sha make it fast.. am following ur story Cuz I believe some erotic word to increase my libido would pop up

Let me jst believe dat dis ur story is true...but anyway nice one keep it up

ta4ba3:
See op I know u lying sha make it fast.. am following ur story Cuz I believe some erotic word to increase my libido would pop up

Lol. Bloody self-servicer, you do not have data to download porn, eh?. Your moniker is code for "Tobi", right?