bibijay123:




Loool BT on a serious note na olosho puvssy dey tight pass. Because it is their office so dey use all sort of medicine to tighten it. Dont ask how I know

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Girl you are %100 very wrong on this, very very wrong. No olosho alive has a thight pussy, i have slept with over 64 ashawos since i lost my virginity to one two years and some months ago. I have never seen anyone of them who has a thight pussy, not even averagely thight, all ot them are so loose and free. You can't feel any pleasure when fucking an olosho, the last one i bleeped yesterday night and a day before yesterday are no exception. I went more then 45minutes without releasing, i have to go home like that without releasing my sperm. When i got home i masturbated and came under 3minutes.
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Take my words, no olosho have a thight pussy.

But wait o, how many years are these girls that they're dying their hair and piercing their ears?

Cc:
Bibijay123

FoxyFlow:


I was wondering why Chiboy mother thought she was pregnant. Her body, Ifeoma, is strong sha. Ten years when some people starts displaying symptoms on the first month of infection.

Theirs was a no sex relationship then. He he Hehehe, I told you I knew the next thing that would happen, maybe because I bury myself in whatever I am reading.

There will be a twist in the plot. Not all stories have happy endings but this one do. Whatever made her make this statement, "And my happily ever after ended", points to one thing.

From another point of view, maybe, just maybe, her one night stand wasn't what infected her but what do I know? Make a hundred thousand naira in a single night leaves much to be desired and without condom, fate, I tell you have a way of dealing us cruel blows.

Eh, Bibi, make we hook up via whatsapp na. I gat something to tell ya...

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S.eun the owner of nairaland makes more than N300,000 in a day.
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Take for example the front page of nairaland, for your ad to run on the fp of nairaland its N14,000 in a day.
Just stroll to the fp and start refreshing it you will find more that 9ads there, i just did and it was 9ads which is 126k for only today, plus other ads in politics, romance, crimes, food. E.t.c All the forums are more than 50 and each of them carry more than 10different ads... In real fact s.eun makes more than 450k in a day with nairaland.

* Continues*

I couldn't help laughing with them. They had gotten me real good.

" Why does your dad call you monkey? "

" Wow she thinks that was funny, cool!" Liz said.

" The last nanny went running out of the house " Monkey said laughing. " Can i have a chocolate bar?"

" Me too"

" I guess"

" Cool" they screamed running out of the house.

My phone vibrated in my jean pocket. " Hello Ify.....how are you?"

" Am okay" she replied at the other end.

I knew she wasn't OK. " What are you up to?"

" Am in the hospital"

I could hear my blood pounding in my ears. " Why are you in the hospital?"

" Am having a bronchoscopy"

i wondered what that means. " But are you okay?"

" They said i have to get a bronchoscopy to see if am infected with pneumocystis before i have the sysmptoms".

It was always They said this, they said that! Ify was going through a lot and there was nothing i could do .

"But are you alright? do you have the... Psy......py...do you have it?"

" No. Not yet."

I hate seeing her so helpless. Chiboy' s mother was forever forcing something down her throat. How someone could drink two bottles of annointing oil in a day was terrible. I wanted to speak out, i wanted to tell her to go to hell with the so called holy oils but what if Ify could truly get her healing by drinking them?.

" Are you there Ebere?"

" Yes i am" i said wiping away my tears.

" I want to join an AIDS Survivor's Support group" her breathing was laboured.

" Sweetie i will be home shortly, we will talk. I love you"

" Love you too".

The mischievous duo were staring intently at me. I felt no connection with the little blue haired girl. She was ebony and chubby while i was light skinned and slim. No resemblance. No emotional connection. Maybe she favored Dayo, but i couldn't tell. She and little red riding hood looked alike. Same ebony skin, same rosy dimpled cheeks. Is this even the child i brought into this world?

" That was your boyfriend? " blue asked.

" No. My Sister"

" Mind if we have some Pizza?" Red asked.


" Yea i guess"

" Cool! i wish you were my nanny!"

They raced out of the room once again, their laughter twitttered in the house. I followed them down the stairs, they had four slices of pizza on their plates. I pulled out a chair smiling at them.

" Are you sure you are a real nanny? you are supposed to say we should eat our veggies and fruit. and no junk food before dinner "

I blinked. What do i know about kids? " Today is world international kids day, tomorrow i can be a proper nanny to you" i lied smoothly.

They traded looks and grinned happily. They were both adorable.

" Where is your mommy?"

They both went silent.

" She's in heaven " Red answered. " And she is now our guidance angel"

I felt a thick lump in my throat. Lola.

" Are you alright ?" red had asked.

Dark and handsome arrived after five pm and apologized for being late. The duo flew into his arms gisting him about their day, he sat down settling each one on his thigh. He listened to them, kissed their cheeks before sending them back upstairs. I had already forced them to eat the spaghetti and meatballs i made for dinner.

" Hope you didn't leave any for me? How did you find your first day of work?"

" Exciting"

He laughed. " I know they can be a hand full but am glad you are still here. I know you must be tired, let's discuss the terms of the job."

" Please can we do that tomorrow? i will be here by 8am"

" OK that is fair enough. Thank you " he stood up.

I declined the money he offered me and drove back home. I had seen my daughter. She had a blue hair and her name was monkey.


Tbc

skarlett:
But wait o, how many years are these girls that they're dying their hair and piercing their ears?

Cc:
Bibijay123

10. Difficult kids. No parental control.

BlindAngel:

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Girl you are %100 very wrong on this, very very wrong. No olosho alive has a thight pussy, i have slept with over 64 ashawos since i lost my virginity to one two years and some months ago. I have never seen anyone of them who has a thight pussy, not even averagely thight, all ot them are so loose and free. You can't feel any pleasure when fucking an olosho, the last one i bleeped yesterday night and a day before yesterday are no exception. I went more then 45minutes without releasing, i have to go home like that without releasing my sperm. When i got home i masturbated and came under 3minutes.
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Take my words, no olosho have a thight pussy.

Chai! OK the ones i know n ve been f* ucking since losing my virginity has tight puvssy


OK I concur!

BlindAngel:

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Girl you are %100 very wrong on this, very very wrong. No olosho alive has a thight pussy, i have slept with over 64 ashawos since i lost my virginity to one two years and some months ago. I have never seen anyone of them who has a thight pussy, not even averagely thight, all ot them are so loose and free. You can't feel any pleasure when fucking an olosho, the last one i bleeped yesterday night and a day before yesterday are no exception. I went more then 45minutes without releasing, i have to go home like that without releasing my sperm. When i got home i masturbated and came under 3minutes.
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Take my words, no olosho have a thight pussy.

Chai! OK the ones i know n ve been f* ucking since i lost my virginity has tight puvssy


OK I concur!

ogboni76:
Thanks bibijay123.....weldone mi amore
Permit me to call you EVE cosz that's the christian name or translation of NANA AWAWHU(islamic origin)...

Yea it means Eve

bibijay123:



10. Difficult kids. No parental control.

Oh, that's really young

Monkey ''''' Lol

Lwkm

monkey indeed Bibijay123 weldne!

cultureclub1983:


I mean the literal constructions.
If you could make a scenery a little longer. The drift from one character to the next is too apt, too sharp. much love

OK i get it. Thanks, will work on it

Eniqurl:
Lwkm


monkey indeed
Bibijay123 weldne!

Thank u babe

hmmmmm y monkey na if u want to change her name.u cab use mine #Mildred at least both start with M

This one serious o.

kerr9:
hmmmmm y monkey na if u want to change her name.u cab use mine #Mildred at least both start with M

Thanks babe....beautiful name, her name is constance bt Monkey is a pet name. Reason for that will be revealed BT i love ur name tho

bibijay123:




Chai! OK the ones i know n ve been f* ucking since i lost my virginity has tight puvssy


OK I concur!

You be man

Bibijay123!
You are simply awesome, and to think you are my namesake makes you super awesome
Something about your stories keep people glued to your threads.
Keep it up girl.

And I have a feeling that Constance aka Monkey's foster family is related to Dayo, somehow.

Quasarr:
Bibijay123!
You are simply awesome, and to think you are my namesake makes you super awesome
Something about your stories keep people glued to your threads.
Keep it up girl.

And I have a feeling that Constance aka Monkey's foster family is related to Dayo, somehow.

Or what if miss red hair is Dayo's biological daughter

noblet2:

Or what if miss red hair is Dayo's biological daughter

Exactly. Making Mr Tall, Dark and Handsome Monkey's Uncle!

blessedvisky:


You be man

joking

Monkey

BlindAngel:

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Girl you are %100 very wrong on this, very very wrong. No olosho alive has a thight pussy, i have slept with over 64 ashawos since i lost my virginity to one two years and some months ago. I have never seen anyone of them who has a thight pussy, not even averagely thight, all ot them are so loose and free. You can't feel any pleasure when fucking an olosho, the last one i bleeped yesterday night and a day before yesterday are no exception. I went more then 45minutes without releasing, i have to go home like that without releasing my sperm. When i got home i masturbated and came under 3minutes.
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Take my words, no olosho have a thight pussy.

I can't help but be judgmental here and say you need prayers. My God, 64 proe.titutes! Do you even realize there's a spiritual side to sex (don't mean to come across as too spiritual but its the truth). Its well.

bibijay123:



joking

Bibi good morning. Hoping for more updates today. I just checked ur pics on ur profile and u're beautiful just as u're talented #brains&beauty

Godmother:


I can't help but be judgmental here and say you need prayers. My God, 64 proe.titutes! Do you even realize there's a spiritual side to sex (don't mean to come across as too spiritual but its the truth). Its well.

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Sister i just can't hold my self, the urge is always there and its so strong and powerful that when ever it comes i can't resist it, i ever went yesterday night, which makes it four days straight in a row with four different prostitutes.
As am here now i have already hardened my heart not to go today, but when night comes the urge will be so powerful that with in some minutes am on my way.
I just can't help it.
I have written a note full of the consequences that when ever the urges comes i will stick to my notes and start reading it, but when ever it comes even if i remembered my notes the urge its more powerful that i will forget it totally. After doing it am always filled with great regret, and the next day am back.
I just can't help it, it seems there is many truth in what you were saying that some spiritual something its attached to it. There is indeed some truth in it.

@bibijay123 you're a great writer; I feel like being your friend.

BlindAngel:

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Sister i just can't hold my self, the urge is always there and its so strong and powerful that when ever it comes i can't resist it, i ever went yesterday night, which makes it four days straight in a row with four different prostitutes.
As am here now i have already hardened my heart not to go today, but when night comes the urge will be so powerful that with in some minutes am on my way.
I just can't help it.
I have written a note full of the consequences that when ever the urges comes i will stick to my notes and start reading it, but when ever it comes even if i remembered my notes the urge its more powerful that i will forget it totally. After doing it am always filled with great regret, and the next day am back.
I just can't help it, it seems there is many truth in what you were saying that some spiritual something its attached to it. There is indeed some truth in it.

Y don't u seek spiritual help
go for counselling
Good morning

Chapter 8

Ebere

Beep ! Beep! Beep!

I reached for my phone at the head of my bed. My body felt like it had been run over by a dangote trailer. How could two little girls be so much work? I don't know what i hoped to achieve by going there in the first place. Lola was gone, how do i lay claim to my child with no evidence? how could i even uproot the little child from the only home she had known for ten years?

" Something came up, please come on Thursday. Apologies for any inconvenience. Thanks. Ayo Williams." From dark and handsome.

I couldn't believe i had saved his number as dark and handsome. Ayo. The name rolled off my tongue over and over, the room felt hot suddenly. I got out of bed, how could he make me feel hot with just a simple text.

Ify was silent during breakfast, her breathing was laboured and there was a new blistering purple sore on her wrist. Her eyes were fixed on her plate while her hand toyed with the food in it with her fork.

" What is wrong?"

" I called my dad yesterday."

I relaxed." That is wonderful sweetie, what did he say?"

" He wants to see me"

" That is good, when is he coming? "

She shook her head. " He doesn't know about the HIV"

I covered her hand with mine. " Give him a chance, okay?"

In the evening i drove down to the AIDS Survivor Support group address Ify had given me. The building was a grand house in Lekki. I wondered if i had come to the wrong place but i honked in front of the gate despite my doubt. The gate was opened by a chubby friendly security man. He directed me to park my car and walk to the main house.

The door was opened by a pot bellied middle aged man. He welcomed us warmly and i could hear Ify gasp beside me.

" Come in, am doctor Debola and i am AIDS survivor".

We followed him into the beautifully furnished room, the chandelier caught my eyes first. Instead of a center table or an art work there was a big mat spread in the center of the elegant sitting room. Five people were seated on it gisting, two men and three women.

I could see a collection of people at the dining area, some were thin as straw, some were robust and beautiful. They were talking animatedly. No frown on any body ' s face. They all called out greetings warmly.

" Hi am Ada and i am a PWA " one of the women seated on the mat said.

Ify smiled at her warmly and turned to me.

" It means Person with AIDS."

I also gave her a warm smile. The man that welcomed us at the door clicked a spoon against a glass cup and the others came into the living room and found a spot to settle down.

" We have new members in our midst tonight. I will start by introducing myself first, my name is doctor Debola, i have a private hospital and i am AIDS Survivor". " You are on Emeka, and the next person beside him follows"

The young teenage boy smiled at us brightly. My heart sank. This young boy of not more than fifteen is also living with such deadly virus.



" My name is Emeka and i am AIDS survivor. I have had the virus since birth. " I need a girlfriend! " He beamed at us.


The others clapped loudly.

" My name is Kofi and am a survivor with full_blown AIDS. I need a cure!" A skinny dark skin man shouted in anguish.

The very thin woman next to him said " My name is Rachel and my husband gave me the virus. The bas.tard is died now and i need Justice!" She screamed in anger.

Doctor Debola came over and patted her on the back.

" Am Toby, I' m HIV symptomatic. I am a survivor and am angry. I need cure!" He was so delicate i was afraid he might break into two.

" Am Susan and i was a slut. I am a survivor with HIV, no symptoms. I need acceptance! "

The others clapped for her, it got to Ify's turn and she said in a quiet timid voice " My name is Ifeoma, am a survivor. I have HIV, low T_cells and no symptoms and i need...................I need my happy ever after."


They clapped for her and all eyes fell on me. I swallowed hard. " My name is Ebere.........I was a slut and i am HIV Negative. I need a cure for Ify and advice"


They clapped and cheered me loudly.

" Let's start. " Doctor Debola said.

Ada began. " I have been seeing so much death going on around me! I have lost so many friends and my little boy! Nobody even wants to come to the funeral! we are not animals! "

" I have lost both of my parents and my relatives won't have anything to do with me! All I want is some love and understanding! all I want is a girlfriend! " Emeka shouted.

Ify leaned closer and gave him him a peck. He blushed and grinned at her.


" I want my wives and kids! I want my family back!" Doctor Debola shouted.

" I don't want to die! I have three little girls!" Rachael cried out.

" I want an HIV reorientation for my people! The stigmatization is heartbreaking in Togo! Nobody wants to buy or sell to you! they won't even reply your greetings! I want to be buried on the soil of my motherland but I won't be allowed to cross the border! I need a cure! I want to see my little girl before i die " Kofi howled.



He was given hugs by everyone around him.

" What kind of advice do you need Ebere?" the kind doctor asked

" I gave a woman my baby ten years ago and i want her back now. I want Ify to meet my child, I want us to be a family now "

" Is Ify your wife?" One of them asked suddenly.

" No, my sister "

' You have a big fight on your hands Ebere " The doctor said. " Sometimes things are better left as they were "

Ify squeezed my hand and my eyes brimmed with tears.




TBC


The red ribbon is the symbol of HIV awareness all over the world! let's support and care for them! Happy weekend!

Tear my cloth you don make me fall in love now with HIV patient any one available I wan marry o

BlindAngel:

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Sister i just can't hold my self, the urge is always there and its so strong and powerful that when ever it comes i can't resist it, i ever went yesterday night, which makes it four days straight in a row with four different prostitutes.
As am here now i have already hardened my heart not to go today, but when night comes the urge will be so powerful that with in some minutes am on my way.
I just can't help it.
I have written a note full of the consequences that when ever the urges comes i will stick to my notes and start reading it, but when ever it comes even if i remembered my notes the urge its more powerful that i will forget it totally. After doing it am always filled with great regret, and the next day am back.
I just can't help it, it seems there is many truth in what you were saying that some spiritual something its attached to it. There is indeed some truth in it.

dont try to stop abruptly. Reduce d number of visits per week n try to get a gf. You can also go for counselling. Send me a pm.

Emeka71:
@bibijay123 you're a great writer; I feel like being your friend.

You are already my friend bro

bibijay123:



dont try to stop abruptly. Reduce d number of visits per week n try to get a gf. You can also go for counselling. Send me a pm.

Getting a gf is not the answer. Just stop viewing women as sex objects. It will be difficult on the onset but u will surely overcome.