P.S - www.remenzack.com is thoroughly responsible for any of her posts linked here on Nairaland.


It was like a mystical land, so mystique with the people and things I had to see. There were so many people, doing so many things, drinking Wine, fit enough for a Wedding Feast and so much Cakes and delectable meals to satisfy five thousand hungry men.


I was dressed in a sheer dress, divulging my curves to hungry-looking men, who obviously weren't hungry for food but something else. I shook off the ogling feeling and tried to have a good time.


Incidentally, it was Tessy's birthday and she was fortunate enough to travel around the World, in less than 60 days. She was living the life with her new Man, the one who gave her anything, like it was just as easy to get Ice in Iceland.


Tessy took a few more photographs with friends and well-wishers, before she could settle to speak with me. We used to be Classmates, back then in our College days. We were still pals, but a lot changed suddenly and vigorously.


Her skin was sheen, smooth and fair, telling a tale of the food she ate and the places she had visited and mine was hard, dry and too dark, making mine bronze-coloured.


"Hello there. I didn't know you would make it. Thanks for being here, Cynthia," She said to me, making me smear a frown on my face. She smiled on and talked about my figure and what I smelled like. She was obviously trying too hard not to offend me, making me try less to fake a smile.


"I will be right back," Tessy said quickly, after we talked for what seemed like a second. I feigned a smile now, taking a proper eyeful of her footwear, emblazoned in tiny diamonds on the heels, making me look away, as if I would lose my sight if I looked further.


I retired to stand in a dim corner, alcove of the palatial room, sipping on my glass of White Wine and devouring my third plate of Cake. I was enjoying myself but too much was going wrong deep inside of me. Tessy was so perfect, her parties were luxurious, so prodigal and her lifestyle was supreme and I was counter-productive with all of these things.


As I sipped and ate further, I noticed a slight breath on my neck, making me disgusted and appalled. It was from a tall and gangly looking Man, his eyes lit in what I was inexplicable of, making my mind void and soul fret. He was so intimidating in the most unintelligible way.


"How are you? You look great!" He complimented, making me flush and blush. I looked nice to someone, someone amongst these affluent, rich-smelling and animatedly talking people, with porous and copious pockets. It was a mystique feeling.


"Thank you," I said, smiling genuinely now, not feigning any emotions.

"My name is Gregory. Gregory Williams." He said, taking my hands once more and looking deep into my eyes, as if ready to commit a crime of filch and pinch.


That was the beginning of a whole new world for I and Gregory Williams. He was my saviour and until I met him, I was nothing without him. He had to be the remedy to all of my throbbing problems.

RemenZack:
P.S - www.remenzack.com is thoroughly responsible for any of her posts linked here on Nairaland.


It was like a mystical land, so mystique with the people and things I had to see. There were so many people, doing so many things, drinking Wine, fit enough for a Wedding Feast and so much Cakes and delectable meals to satisfy five thousand hungry men.


I was dressed in a sheer dress, divulging my curves to hungry-looking men, who obviously weren't hungry for food but something else. I shook off the ogling feeling and tried to have a good time.


Incidentally, it was Tessy's birthday and she was fortunate enough to travel around the World, in less than 60 days. She was living the life with her new Man, the one who gave her anything, like it was just as easy to get Ice in Iceland.


Tessy took a few more photographs with friends and well-wishers, before she could settle to speak with me. We used to be Classmates, back then in our College days. We were still pals, but a lot changed suddenly and vigorously.


Her skin was sheen, smooth and fair, telling a tale of the food she ate and the places she had visited and mine was hard, dry and too dark, making mine bronze-coloured.


"Hello there. I didn't know you would make it. Thanks for being here, Cynthia," She said to me, making me smear a frown on my face. She smiled on and talked about my figure and what I smelled like. She was obviously trying too hard not to offend me, making me try less to fake a smile.


"I will be right back," Tessy said quickly, after we talked for what seemed like a second. I feigned a smile now, taking a proper eyeful of her footwear, emblazoned in tiny diamonds on the heels, making me look away, as if I would lose my sight if I looked further.


I retired to stand in a dim corner, alcove of the palatial room, sipping on my glass of White Wine and devouring my third plate of Cake. I was enjoying myself but too much was going wrong deep inside of me. Tessy was so perfect, her parties were luxurious, so prodigal and her lifestyle was supreme and I was counter-productive with all of these things.


As I sipped and ate further, I noticed a slight breath on my neck, making me disgusted and appalled. It was from a tall and gangly looking Man, his eyes lit in what I was inexplicable of, making my mind void and soul fret. He was so intimidating in the most unintelligible way.


"How are you? You look great!" He complimented, making me flush and blush. I looked nice to someone, someone amongst these affluent, rich-smelling and animatedly talking people, with porous and copious pockets. It was a mystique feeling.


"Thank you," I said, smiling genuinely now, not feigning any emotions.

"My name is Gregory. Gregory Williams." He said, taking my hands once more and looking deep into my eyes, as if ready to commit a crime of filch and pinch.


That was the beginning of a whole new world for I and Gregory Williams. He was my saviour and until I met him, I was nothing without him. He had to be the remedy to all of my throbbing problems.

filch n pinch. o boy what a euphemism?

Babacele:
filch n pinch. o boy what a euphemism?

Look it up in the dictionary. It's less of euphemism and more of analogy and synonyms.

RemenZack:

Look it up in the dictionary. It's less of euphemism and more of analogy and synonyms.

ehnen but me thinks when u wan filch n pinch a woman na another way of saying u wan.........see you.....abegi ooo