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|Re: A Soldier That Loves Me- A Fat Girl's Story by queenitee(f): 11:45pm On Apr 21|
Comman continue the Tori o
|Re: A Soldier That Loves Me- A Fat Girl's Story by spiceybae(f): 9:27pm On Apr 23|
its Tuesday na
|Re: A Soldier That Loves Me- A Fat Girl's Story by Rosemary33: 10:11pm On Apr 23|
“I have gotten the answer we are looking for sir”
Abdul had slipped a note in his palm without looking at him, when he dismissed them from the parade ground earlier that day. ‘Permit me to come to your office immediately after this sir’ the note read.
As he sat in his moderate furnished office, he had his gaze on the junior officer and wondered why he was bent on following up this case. Abdul stood at attention waiting for him to respond.
“So what are your findings officer?” he asked
“I was right when I told you that someone was sabotaging our efforts at the Bonny”
He arched his eye-brows up “Interesting…so how did you come to this realization?”
“we were in the junior officers’ mess when Lieutenants Amadi and Ibrahim came in, they called out Sargent Okoye, he was with them till we left the mess…” Aminu said
“Is that all?” Ebube was disappointed
“No sir… while I was going back to the quarters, I saw three off them at the back of the administrative block…I over-heard them talking about the deal they pulled through at Bonny and how they are going to share the money”
Ebube exhaled “Aminu this doesn’t indict anybody, for all we know, they may have had another deal…”
“While the operation was going on sir?”
Ebube didn’t answer, he knew the junior Officer was right to suspect foul play if these three were into another deal when an important operation was going on, in fact it was an offence.
“Still you are not sure the deal they were talking about has anything to do with supplying of arms and sabotage” Ebube added
“Your Accusation lacks evidence Aminu, how am I sure you are not even accusing these ones wrongly because of personal misunderstanding?”
“No sir… sir I am sure there is something going on, I may not be able to give you evidence now, but I can get more facts for you if you give me a go ahead order sir”
He didn’t know what to say, Aminu was like a younger brother to him, and he feared what may happen to him if his accusation proved false “You can go now Officer, I will call you when I need you”
Aminu opened his mouth to say something but decided against it “Yes sir!”
Ebube checked the time and shook his head, he still had memos and queries to write, report to proof-read, and calls to make. “It’s going to be a hell of a day” he thought. But before he went back to work, he picked his phone and sent her a text message
It was a grid-lock when she got to Eliozu flyover, she was tired and hungry “not today God” she muttered. It was a mad zone as almost every vehicle wanted to cross the junction under the flyover, all at once. Sound of car horns compete against another, blasting on their highest pitches
Angry drivers shouted at each-other while some passengers got tired of staying in the busses that packed them like bags of stock-fishes and came down
A passenger in s taxi cleared her throat and spat, tinny drops of the spittle covered her arm “Jesus! Madam what is it now, why did you spit on me?” she said angrily
“E touch you? no vex abeg” the woman said carelessly
“What do you mean ‘E touch me?’ didn’t you see how tight this place is before you spat?”
“Ah ah! Auntie shebi I don tell you make you no vex, na this small spit way I spit dey make you para like this? Oya vex well well you hear…in short fall and die mtcheewww”
Elizabeth couldn’t believe it, she looked at her arm, placed it closed to her nose and wiggled her nose in disgust “Idiot” she called the woman and drove further as she got little space, she didn’t see when the woman brought out her hand and spread her five fingers “Waka there” the woman shouted at her
It took another thirty minutes before she was able to get herself out of the hold up, by the time she got to the house, it was almost nine pm, her Landlady was seated outside, with the wrapper that was her second identity, round her chest.
“Mama good evening” she locked her car and walked towards her flat
“Shebi I don tell una make no body come back here by this time…na my mouth una dey find o, if una go una boyfriend them house make una sleep there o” the woman said. It was obvious she was looking for who to pick a quarrel with. Elizabeth wondered where the landlord went to, the quarrel would have been good on both of them.
Three of them that were her tenants have already gotten used to her quarrels with her husband. the first time she heard the woman shouting for help while the man was beating her like a sack of sand, Elizabeth had run out and almost broke the door down in a bid to save the poor woman, only for the same woman to come to her house the next morning and warned her never to interfere. Since that day she learnt to mind her business like other Tenants.
She was still preparing her green tea when the landlord arrived and the quarrel started. She wasn’t disappointed as blows and screams disrupted the quiet nights. She took her tea and her phone to the room and decided to check her messages;
‘She doesn’t want to respond to my message’ popped up immediately she turned her data on. It made her smile, she had battled the temptation of calling him throughout the day,
‘There is nothing to respond in the message’ she sent after typing and deleting. She adjusted her sitting position, rest her back on a pillow and folded her legs. She saw his message in the afternoon, but didn’t know what to say. It excited her as well as scared her, she didn’t even know what they were to each other
‘And I am not your Beautiful’ she added when it was taking time for him to reply the WhatsApp message.
‘Really? Have we gone back to that again?’ he finally replied
‘being protective and shutting me out’
She didn’t answer, she had travelled that road before and wouldn’t want to be beating again. He read meaning to her silence;
‘So how was your day’ he changed the discussion
‘stressful, but…its my job’
‘why did you join the force’ she asked
‘why are you asking? You don’t like it?’
‘no…not that…actually you look dupe in your uniform…’
He laughed and she loved the huskiness of his voice ‘are you admiring me already?’ he asked
‘what? no! I mean…not the way you think…’ she tried to defend
‘Hey, what are you doing Saturday night?’
‘ehmm…’ she tried to figure out
‘can I borrow you for a date?’
‘I don’t want your lover to think I am taking you away from him’ he added
She was disappointed, maybe she was interpreting what wasn’t there, she was fantasizing again while he only wanted to hang out…
‘Are you still there’
‘??’ he waited for her reply
‘I can’t come with you… my…my Fiancée will be picking me up for a date’ she typed
‘Oh, I understand, I thought we could…we could…’ she desperately wanted him tell her more than just few words ‘…we could hang out as friends’ he said rather. Did she sense disappointment in his voice?
‘maybe some other time…sleep well beauty, and tell your fiancée about a friend that you rejected because of him’ he was offline before she could respond.
She lay down thinking whether she would have agreed to go on a date with him, or did she do well by turning him down. Not long before she closed her eyes, she heard the pleasurable moaning from the next flat; that was how the two settled their quarrels, her landlady and the husband, beastly ravaging sex always followed their hot quarrels.
She wouldn’t have minded the ecstatic screaming of her landlady if not that it painted pictures in her head and made her think of what she had forgotten, the more she fought the image off her head, the more she saw those strong arms round her body.
‘I would have known better than to assume she feels something for me’ he thought. Just yesterday she had told him how much she missed him, and how she wanted him to stay. It was one of the memorable days of his stay in port Harcourt, she was so much fun to be with.
He walked into his room “maybe it is a good thing she was candid enough to tell me she has a guy” it would be hard to get her out of his head though.
|Re: A Soldier That Loves Me- A Fat Girl's Story by moseph(f): 10:21pm On Apr 23|
Thanks for the update
|Re: A Soldier That Loves Me- A Fat Girl's Story by Nwiboko26(f): 11:02pm On Apr 23|
Thank u jare..should I hope for more this night?
|Re: A Soldier That Loves Me- A Fat Girl's Story by Rosemary33: 12:15am On Apr 24|
|Re: A Soldier That Loves Me- A Fat Girl's Story by Rosemary33: 12:16am On Apr 24|
moseph:i am glad you read it
|Re: A Soldier That Loves Me- A Fat Girl's Story by Rosemary33: 12:21am On Apr 24|
“What a lucky Man he is”
She heard the voice behind her as she took one bottle of ‘Polo Red Eau’ Perfume off the rack. She turned to look at the owner of the voice and was shocked to see him after four years. Aside the tiny gray that colored his dark hair, and lines that has formed on his forehead, he didn’t changed a bit
“So who is he this time around?” Chike asked
He looked at her with so much hunger and regret which he masked with smiles, it was as if he had equally lost some weight. “Chike what are you doing here…I though you relocated to Enugu?” she asked
“Yes…but life wasn’t so easy in Enugu so we are back to Port Harcourt, thanks to my company though, they recalled me back to Port Harcourt and here I am” he spread his arms.
She heard of his relocation from Amaka, it was two months after his wedding with the woman he claimed his mother found for him “So how is your wife?” she was surprised she didn’t feel bitter asking him about it. Last year would have been different, she would have gone home and cried on seeing him, but she realized she was indifferent about him
“Ehm… she is fine; she is a nurse you know” he chuckled uncomfortably “Always busy but we work around her time schedule” Elizabeth noticed how uncomfortable he was discussing his family
“So who are you getting that for… I remember you used to love that perfume on me” he grinned. They dated for four years before he broke up with her, with the excuse that his mother didn’t like fat girls and had gotten a slim lady for him,
“Oh this…” she looked at the perfume she was holding and really wanted to tell him to go to hell “Actually…I …”
“No Man yet?” Chike asked, one could see the joy in his face and the way he looked at her with lust
“you don’t expect a beautiful lady like this to be single, and I am the lucky man” Elizabeth was shocked to hear another voice and a hand that held her by the waist “Baby you got the Perfume? Oh thank you…” Ebube spoke into her ears so intimately that she feared he was going to kiss her
“Oh…I am so sorry, I didn’t know she is with you, my name is Chike by the way…myself and Elizabeth were …you know…” Chike extended his hand for a shake
“I am Captain Ebube, and I must thank you for giving me the opportunity to find this beautiful woman” both men looked at each other coldly with fake smiles, Ebube finally pulled his hands away “Baby if you are done, we can go now”
With her heart filled with questions and anger, she managed to breath out “Sure…I will be waiting in the car while you settle the bills” she handed him her shopping basket, she didn’t wait to see his reaction before she walked away.
He forced himself to smile, dismissed Chike and went to the cashier to pay both bills.
“What kind of woman is this” he muttered to himself
He saw her waiting for him outside the mall, and resumed walking immediately she saw him coming out “What was that about? When did we start dating and why in God’s name will you hold my waist!” she blurted out
He hasted his steps to meet up with her “I thought I was helping!” he was confused
She stopped by his car and faced him “I don’t need your help or anybody’s help to send some rascal that left me for a slim girl, to hell. I am not a destitute, I can defend myself” She poked a finger on his chest
He was embarrassed “I am sorry, I was there all along, I saw what he was doing to you, he was mocking you and I felt I should come in”
“Do not come to my rescue ever again, I am not your woman and you are nothing to me…” she regretted those words the moment they came out of her mouth. She saw the pain in his eyes
“I apologize Miss Elizabeth for disrupting your life with my presence, I didn’t know how much I am so repugnant to you till now, I will try my possible best not to get in your way again” he moved pass her and drove off, while she stood watching him.
As she walked towards her own car, someone sat in a tinted gray ford SUV observing her with a smile, he saw every drama that played out and knew there was nothing serious going on between her and the so-called captain, maybe there was but the two were not getting alone well.
He would take his chance with her, and must get her in his bed once again, even if it means once or twice. Seeing her voluptuous backside and the large pair of breast made him remember how it used to be between them years back, the sex was good, and Elizabeth was always eager to please him. He closed his eyes and licked his lips as he remembered her fat v*gina lips, his c*ck got rigid and his light-brown colored chinos trouser was stained with pre-cum.
He followed her slowly as she drove back to her house and packed few distance away from her gate as she drove in, he pressed on the bulge in his trouser and grimaced
“I will pay you a visit Lizzy, and you are going to love it” he muttered and drove off.
“I am sorry please” she has typed this for the fifth time without any responds from him. She tried calling him again but he didn’t pick “What is wrong with me” she muttered
It was later in the evening when he picked her call “What do you want?” he asked
“I am sorry Bube…I was Angry…I didn’t mean all those things I said to you”
“I am tired Lizzy, I need to rest”
“Wait! What can I do to make you feel better?”
“Don’t say that Lizzy, you owe me nothing, you made your point clear to me and I should respect that”
“I didn’t mean that Bube…I …I kind of like you” she couldn’t help it
He didn’t say anything, but she heard his breath over the phone “I don’t know…” he finally said “Who was that guy anyway?” he asked
“You already know…we dated years back and…he left…” she explained
“you have to be careful with him, I don’t know why but there is something about him that didn’t seat right with me”
“He is married now…”
“I don’t like him, just be careful” he warned
“Okay” she agreed “Are we good?” she asked crossing her fingers
“hmm…let me think” he chuckled and cut the call
He was sure he has strong feelings for her, he didn’t know what it was yet but he couldn’t deny it any more. He walked to the GYM that evening smiling.
|Re: A Soldier That Loves Me- A Fat Girl's Story by Drenimarcus(m): 1:16am On Apr 24|
Awesome. Thanks for those 2 updates. Is more coming or we done for this week?
|Re: A Soldier That Loves Me- A Fat Girl's Story by Rosemary33: 7:54am On Apr 24|
Drenimarcus:I guess we can do another update
|Re: A Soldier That Loves Me- A Fat Girl's Story by Ann2012(f): 8:20am On Apr 24|
Thanks for the update
|Re: A Soldier That Loves Me- A Fat Girl's Story by skubido(m): 9:27am On Apr 24|
Tanks a lot for the update
|Re: A Soldier That Loves Me- A Fat Girl's Story by Nwiboko26(f): 10:03am On Apr 24|
Ride on.we are right behind u.
|Re: A Soldier That Loves Me- A Fat Girl's Story by Smith06: 12:11pm On Apr 24|
Rosemary bribe us with double update sha. Anyways nice one keep it up
|Re: A Soldier That Loves Me- A Fat Girl's Story by Rosemary33: 1:49pm On Apr 24|
Like I always say, criticism builds a writer and I welcome constructive criticism. Help me get better, tell me what I didn't get right, I will appreciate you for it
|Re: A Soldier That Loves Me- A Fat Girl's Story by Smith06: 3:33pm On Apr 24|
Rosemary33:You're on point for now, so no reason to criticize for now
|Re: A Soldier That Loves Me- A Fat Girl's Story by that1960nigga(m): 3:41pm On Apr 24|
This Story is Lit thanks for the Update
|Re: A Soldier That Loves Me- A Fat Girl's Story by Nwiboko26(f): 9:43pm On Apr 24|
Rosemary33:OK na abeg give us food we are hungry.
|Re: A Soldier That Loves Me- A Fat Girl's Story by Rosemary33: 10:17pm On Apr 24|
|Re: A Soldier That Loves Me- A Fat Girl's Story by Rosemary33: 12:18am On Apr 25|
“You told me you will be home early”
His wife looked up from the show she was watching before he came in. he glanced at the screen and wasn’t surprised to see ‘Lali’ showing on ‘Zeeworld’. He used to pick interest on the show before until he got tired of the stereotyped story-line and unending love triangle.
He skipped his wife’s stretched legs and placed his keys on the table, “Something came up, I had to stay longer than I planned” he loosened his tie and kicked off his shoes
“You would have called to let me know, or even send a text” His wife picked his shoes and walked towards their bedroom.
His gaze was on her until she disappeared. Anger and resentment suddenly overwhelmed him, he didn’t see how lanky and dark she had become until today and it worried him that he could get uncomfortable with it, “You are losing weight Ada” he said casually
“I have not noticed it” she placed his food on the dining table
“I am telling you because I noticed it and I don’t like it” he didn’t make any effort to move from where he sat
“when did you start having issues with my weight? I though you want me trimmed?” she faced him with her hand-towel on her shoulder and her hand on her hip
“Well, I don’t like the way you are looking, add some flesh, and tone your color a little bit” he said and walked towards the room “I need to have my bath first” he added.
The truth was that he lost the appetite for food at the sight of his wife, such thing has never happened to him before. He stepped into the bathroom, turned the shower on and allow the water to massage his body and his lust.
He knew why he couldn’t get his mind off her, he thought he had forgotten what it felt like to hold the huge a*s of a fat woman and watch it slap his balls, seeing Elizabeth brought those memories back and God knows he wanted to have a taste of her again.
He stayed longer than usual in the bathroom that his wife had to knock softly “The food it getting cold Honey”
They eat in silence, the food tasted like bitter-leaf juice in his mouth and felt like gravels down his throat. His wife was a good cook; he simply wasn’t craving for her nor her food that night.
“Your friend Henry brought an invitation here, he would be having his child dedication next two weeks” His wife said
He dropped the piece of meat he had already cut, back in the soup plate and washed his hands “Hmm…that’s good” There was no need forcing himself to eat, he may throw up if he continued.
“Honey what is the problem? You barely touched your food, are you sick?”
Looking at her made him sick, how could she allow herself to be so lanky and bonny, “I am fine” he picked his teeth “I think you should stop taking Lipton in the mornings, it may be the reason you are losing weight” he added, ahd looked at her with disgust
“Chike if you have an issue to talk about please do so, my weight is not your problem and you know it…I have been like this since you married me, you loved this body Chike, you said so yourself, what is happening? Who made you angry at the office today that you are transferring aggression to me?”
He was ashamed, his wife was right, any sane man would not see anything wrong with his woman, she was an elegant woman, fashionable, neat and she had tried in maintaining her body weight, he had even commended her severally for that. But something was wrong with him that night, old memories were stuck in his head and he wished he could get them off. Maybe if he could f*ck Elizabeth one more time, he would be able to concentrate on his wife again.
“I am sorry Ada, maybe I am tired” he said and walked to the room.
“Do you need me to do anything for you?” Ada asked
“I will be fine”
That night he tried to pretend to play along as Ada kissed his lips with hunger and ran her hands on his body, he lay with no feelings as she moved down to suck his c*ck which was finding it difficult to stand. To respond to her, he had to imagine her to be Elizabeth, the fat lady with the big a*s, he imagined punishing her for the years he didn’t f*ck her, with that hunger he pinned his wife faced down and entered her from the back, he slapped her moderate sized butt*cks, pulled her hair till it hurt while he muttered filthy angry words to her “Fat b*tch…I will f*ck you till your pu*sy explodes…cheap slut…” for every word came a slap on the but*ocks while he pulled harder on her braided extension hair.
Ada couldn’t take it any longer, she pushed him off her and curled herself at the edge of the bed “What has come over you Chike! You are hurting me!!”
He realized his mistake and murmured an apology before he left the room to the guest room. For the first time after about two years, he masturbated with her image in his head and tears in his eyes.
It has been more than two months since she last contacted Ebube, and it was obvious he didn’t care, probably he already knew his daughter was with his mother still. Her sister had visited her unannounced last week
“Mama is worried about you Clara”
“How is she?”
“She want to know how you are faring?”
“Tell her I am fine, at least I can still feed myself since she and papa disowned me”
She came back from the bar and met her sister waiting, it was her half work day and Papa Ochuko couldn’t make her to stay since his wife was around
“Papa misses you though he will not admit it, can you come back home?” her sister had asked
“No” it was a straight Answer
“What of visiting…may be sometime?”
“Why are you here Hellen?” Clara asked
“Mama…mama is dead Clara”
It wasn’t a news she wanted to hear, she had loved her mother more than anything though things turned out the way they did “When did this happen?”
“Yesterday, she mentioned you before she died”
Clara moved the curtains and opened the windows to allow more air in to her one room apartment, she would not be having any visitor that night, she wanted to be alone and mourn her mother.
The news of the death of her mother would be a very good reason to pay Ebube another visit in the city, she didn’t want to give him space for him to consider another woman. Till her plans would get matured, she would use every subtle way to get close to Ebube.
‘Good night Bube’
Her text came in when he was brushing his teeth for the night, he smiled and also marveled at how eager he was to hear and read from her
‘you have a funny way of making peace’ he replied
‘so are we good?’
“Hmm…still thinking’ he sent with an Emoji
‘If the thinking will not produce a yes, please don’t think’ she sent
‘you are crazy…good night’ he replied
He didn’t call her beautiful and she felt a little bad about it
|Re: A Soldier That Loves Me- A Fat Girl's Story by Drenimarcus(m): 6:45am On Apr 25|
Thanks for the update
|Re: A Soldier That Loves Me- A Fat Girl's Story by aprilwise(m): 8:02am On Apr 25|
Thanks for the update.
|Re: A Soldier That Loves Me- A Fat Girl's Story by moseph(f): 8:16am On Apr 25|
|Re: A Soldier That Loves Me- A Fat Girl's Story by princejenks(m): 8:45am On Apr 25|
if you've dated an endowed plumpy lady,then you can relate with chike's predicament
|Re: A Soldier That Loves Me- A Fat Girl's Story by Rosemary33: 10:27am On Apr 25|
princejenks:So you have been on that lane (Just joking)
|Re: A Soldier That Loves Me- A Fat Girl's Story by SkimpleD: 10:56am On Apr 25|
princejenks:True words my brother. This story is just so real mehn.
I come dey remember my ex plumpy babe. I used to call her “Pumpkin”
|Re: A Soldier That Loves Me- A Fat Girl's Story by Rosemary33: 3:31pm On Apr 25|
SkimpleD:Jesu!!! The Men I have here have got experiences , pumpkin whattttt!!
|Re: A Soldier That Loves Me- A Fat Girl's Story by Ann2012(f): 4:01pm On Apr 25|
Thanks for the update ma'am
|Re: A Soldier That Loves Me- A Fat Girl's Story by skubido(m): 4:27pm On Apr 25|
Whc wan b clara own na, make she carry her bad head go ooo
Tanks for the update
|Re: A Soldier That Loves Me- A Fat Girl's Story by spiceybae(f): 9:47pm On Apr 25|
lovely story Rosey,u can't imagine my joy wen i came around nd saw 2 updates..
|Re: A Soldier That Loves Me- A Fat Girl's Story by stblessing(f): 10:22pm On Apr 25|
|Re: A Soldier That Loves Me- A Fat Girl's Story by Nwiboko26(f): 10:23pm On Apr 25|
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