abubakarbabang7:
I love you ....:

That's just 3 words.

I purposely didn’t complete it
I love you Sam

kayo80:


That's just 3 words.

abubakarbabang7:
I purposely didn’t complete it
I love you Sam

Lol

Am feeling it
Thanks man

Thanks for the update boss
But the update is kinda short

YoungBruzzy:
Thanks for the update boss
But the update is kinda short

Let me respond to you so that anyone expecting a longer update going forward will know what's up... I write short chapters. That's my style. I know some people don't like it, but that is what I am most comfortable with.

By the way, the last three chapters have all hovered around 1,100 words... Plus or minus.

When I try to write longer and go faster, I burn out fast and abandon the story. I know my weekness and my strengths, and I try not to do more than myself

Bros kay just do ur thing, u can't satisfy everybody na

kayo80, you promised to drop something today.. please come and fulfill your promise

Chapter 8: The Plot Thickens

I looked at the screen of my Android phone and read the words over a couple of times. My mind raced. Was I about to become a father? I thought to myself. And then a voice in my head said, ‘bro, you’ve never gone beyond second base with her.’ I exhaled. Her telling me, ‘I think I’m pregnant’ doesn’t necessarily mean I was responsible, and it also doesn’t necessarily mean she was pregnant.

When I didn’t respond, I saw an indication on my phone screen that she was typing again, and I quickly responded with, “are you sure you are?”
She went on to tell me how her period was late by a couple of days, and how she had started seeing some signs of pregnancy. ‘Some signs of pregnancy? What are signs of pregnancy?’ I thought to myself. I let her know all that could be psychological, and unless she got a test saying she was pregnant, she couldn’t be 100% sure.

She said her boyfriend had been acting different since she told him about the new development. I became sad when she said this because it meant she had been sleeping with the guy. Even though we weren’t dating, it was like hearing that your girlfriend had cheated on you.

She was already thinking of ways to terminate the pregnancy, even when she wasn’t 100% sure she was pregnant. A mixture of lime juice and strong gin drink was a way to terminate early pregnancy a friend of hers had told her about. I started getting scared for her, and tried to calm her down. But she was really paranoid, thinking of how her life would change forever if she were to have a baby. As we were chatting, she was also chatting with her boyfriend. And after a while, she let me know the guy had stopped responding to her messages.

She was distraught, and I started reassuring her that everything would be okay, so she wouldn’t go and do something stupid. As I was trying my best to make her feel better, I thought of the classic 80s movie, The Last American Virgin. In the movie, the main character, a high school boy had a girl he liked, but she liked his wayward friend instead. His friend eventually got her pregnant, and rejected the pregnancy. The main guy then took it upon himself to help her out. He took her for an abortion, paid for it, and took her to his family ranch to recuperate. When she was back on her feet, she went right back into the arms of his friend that had gotten her pregnant and abandoned her. Was I going to end up like that guy? I thought to myself.

Joy finally agreed to go for a pregnancy test. She hit me up the next day saying she had seen her period, and she had also gotten a negative pregnancy test result. She told her boyfriend about this, and he read her message, but didn’t respond. I guessed, either the guy never took her serious in the first place, or he thought she was lying to him, trying to use the pregnancy scare to get some money from him.

Well, that was the end of her short lived relationship. I didn’t know if I was to be sad for her, or be happy for myself. Well, it really changed nothing in my favor, because she had let me know she wasn’t physically attracted to me. I guessed I was too slim for her.

Our friendship continued after the whole pregnancy scare drama. One time she came to my house when she was fasting, as instructed by her pastor. We ate together, watched movies, and even took a nap side by side on my bed, but nothing happened. No kiss or intimate physical contact. The urge to do that was out the window for me because I was a respecter of people’s religious doctrines. When she got home later that night, she let me know how much she loved the visit and said she would not want to get intimate with me again going forward. I was instantly sad, but I said Okay.

After that day, she never came over again. We always met up at a lounge in my area. We would talk over a couple of drinks and fried food, and I would put her in a cab back to school when it got late.

Joy got over her ex real quick, and she started dating again. I always enjoyed listening to her stories about the new guys her friends were introducing her to. Most of them were rich guys that would always show her a nice time, and she seemed never to find any of them she really liked, but she enjoyed the time and money they spent on her.

During one of our dates at the lounge, I told her how lonely I got some times, and I playfully asked her to introduce me to one of her friends since she didn’t want to be with me anymore. She said, okay, and showed me a couple of pictures of a dark skin girl on her phone, asking if I liked her. The girl had a nice smile, and seemed like she would have a great personality, so I said yes. I thought she was joking till she called up the girl right there and then and told her about me.

She knew I wasn’t really interested in anything serious at the moment, and explained this to her friend. The girl was down for it, as long as it would be a no strings attached relationship she would at least gain something from. It all happened so fast, and before the end of the night, I had already set a date for Princess to visit me at home. I didn’t want to go ahead with it at first, but then I thought, Joy is dating other guys, and she doesn’t have any problem with this, so why not have some fun.

I thought it was complicated, but I had no idea something even more complicated was looming ahead.

It was weird having someone over at my place that I hadn’t even met in person before. I didn’t even know much about her, and she was going to sleep over at my place. I got anxious waiting for her to arrive, and couldn’t do much work online. I was replacing the white light bulb in my room with a blue light bulb when my phone started ringing in my pocket. I fixed the bulb properly, got off the chair I was standing on, and then pulled my phone out my pocket. It was her. The line went dead just as I was about to pick up. I dialed her number, and she picked up on the first ringing session. “Hello.”
“Hey, what’s up?”
“I’m fine. I’m at your bus stop.”
“Oh! Okay. I’ll be there shortly.”
“Okay.”
When the line went dead, I put my phone back in my pocket, looked around my room to make sure nothing was out of place. I had no idea how the night was going to turn out, and it got me a bit anxious.

Nice update bro ; keep up the good work ��

Omo!! The suspense at the end of every episode. Looking forward to the next chapter.

Thanks man.

I only read kayo80's posts on this section.. The remaining are full blown porn writers

Fastcars11:
I only read kayo80's posts on this section.. The remaining are full blown porn writers

silver1996 is good also

Gracias OP

Nice one boss

Ahh
Lol

Op, you said you with be updating from Thursday and Saturday. What happen on Thursday that u did not update

sulorog:
Op, you said you with be updating from Thursday and Saturday. What happen on Thursday that u did not update

Life happened... Life happens. I thought I already edited out where I said that sef. Anyway, I update twice a week now...Thats all I can promise... But I can't promise when the updates will come.

Chapter 9: Complicated Feelings

Even though we hadn’t communicated much on the phone, we started talking immediately we saw. Anyone on my street that saw us together would think we were old friends. Princess was average height, pretty, dark-skinned, with full lips, had a coke bottle figure, and long dark natural hair; these were some physical qualities I naturally liked in a girl, but I felt nothing for her. I could only see us being friends, and nothing more.

When we got home, I realized I had no food in the house. I was so used to eating out I forgot to put my guest into consideration. We took a stroll to a bar in my area for food, and while she ate, Joy kept sending me messages asking how it was all going. She believed all I wanted her friend for was sex and wanted me to get right to it, without getting too familiar. Joy might not have cared about sharing me physically with her friend, but it was very clear to me she wasn’t ready to share me emotionally with another girl.

Princess had worked in a poultry farm up until last month, so we had so much to talk about when we got back home. Even after we had had sex, we talked late into the night about the different breeds of chickens in Nigeria and each one’s different characteristics. It was really fun having her over, because initially, I thought it was going to be an awkward night. When Princess left the following morning, I called Joy to let her know how it all went. She wasn’t satisfied with me saying it went well; she wanted to know every single detail of the night.

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As the weeks went on, I saw Princess a couple of more times. We didn’t talk much on the phone, or even chatted much. But when I needed her, I would send her a message to know when she would be free, and we would agree on a date for her to come over. Even though I enjoyed her company, it remained strictly physical with us, no feelings developed. I concluded she told her friends, Joy included, how our nights went, because Joy would always send me messages after each of the visits, insinuating that she had heard how the night went. It would just be my name typed twice in the message, and when I asked what she meant, she would say nothing, and send a wink emoji. It always made me smile.

Joy seemed happy that I was at least having a nice time every now and then. Or so I thought; but I guess with time, she got a bit jealous of the whole thing. We were chatting one day when she said she wanted to ask me a question. When I urged her to go on, she said, “If I ask you to stop seeing Princess, would you stop?” The question caught me off guard, but I answered with a yes. She went on to say she didn’t want me to stop seeing her, but just wanted know if I would stop if she asked.

If I were to guess, I would say my value had gone up in her eyes because she had seen how another female valued me. Or could she be just like a spoiled little kid that never wanted the other kids to ever play with her toys? I thought to myself. Only time would tell.

I had just ended my chat with Joy and was about to take a quick afternoon nap when my phone rang. It was my friend, Jack. He never called before coming to town; he always called when he was already in his hotel room. I always looked forward to his visits, because it meant I got to hangout and talk to another human being that understood me. He was one of my oldest friends; from being prepubescent kids in junior secondary, to attending separate universities in the same state, we remained close. He was one of the people I could be myself around.

That evening, we decided not to go out but have drinks at the hotel’s bar, which was on the ground floor of the hotel building. He let me know he was on leave from work, and instead of the standard two days he usually stayed when he visited my town, he would be staying a full week. During our discussion, I updated him on what had been happening in my life, including the thing with Joy, and Princess. He already got to meet Joy from his last visit, and when I told him about Joy saying she might ask me to stop seeing Princess in the future, he told me straight away that she was probably planning on coming back into my life full time. His conclusion made me smile and wonder off in thought.

Before the end of the night, he asked if I thought Joy could hook him up with one of her friends. He was going to stay for a full week and wanted some company. I hit her up on Whatsapp to ask and she said it won’t be a problem. She sent me her roommate’s picture after a while, and asked that I show my friend. I could tell he wasn’t too blown away with what he saw, but he said she was cool and he would like to meet her. There was nothing wrong with the girl; she was pretty, tall, and curvy. But, like me, he liked petite girls.

Before I left my friend’s hotel, Joy hit me back and said the roommate was down to meet my friend. We agreed to meet at our favorite lounge the next day.

As I lay my head to sleep that night, Joy was all I thought about. I had missed her a lot and couldn’t wait to see her the following day. I had no idea I had just set in motion a chain of events that would lead me into a deep, dark depression. I had just set in motion a butterfly effect in my little universe that would turn my world upside down.

Nice one bros Kay, keep 'em coming.

kayo80:
Love Life of a Lily-Livered Loner
By

Kayode Odusanya


A lot of stories are told of alpha males that have dozens of girls swooning over them. I’m sure you have read many stories, and watched many moves where the boy is smooth, says all the right words, and gets the girl to fall head over heels for him. Stories are even told of geeks that end of with the hottest girl in the school and live happily ever after.

These stories might be unrealistic to some extent, but people love them. Now, the thing is, no one ever tells the story of the lily-livered guy that has a miserable love life. There are even some instances where guys like that get the girl of their dreams, and then an alpha male comes along and takes the girl away from them, easily.

My name is Sam and I welcome you to my world…the world of a lily-livered loner.

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Nice update kayo80, jah bless!

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Nice one Kay. You pulled me out from the ghost readers stand. I really relate with Sam because I was like him at a point in my life until an older lady advised me on what to do to snap out of it. There's hope for Kay. It's just that his life will experience one cycle of boredom and depression after another. Thumbs up OP.

Uncle Kay come and continue ooo. Thanks for the updates.
The suspense is what we have to endure. At a boy in our (most) lives, we have behaved like Sam thinking the love we lost will find us but oftentimes, they've moved on.

enirock:
Uncle Kay come and continue ooo. Thanks for the updates.
The suspense is what we have to endure. At a boy in our (most) lives, we have behaved like Sam thinking the love we lost will find us but oftentimes, they've moved on.

Yeah.

Next chapter drops tonight by 11.

Chapter 10: The Complicated Double Date

Even though Jack was on leave, he still had some office work to do on his laptop, so he was busy for most part of the day. He called me at 6pm to set up the date. It was time.

Before leaving home for Jack’s hotel, I called Joy and asked her to head out to our usual spot with her friend. I told her we were already there, because I knew it would take them at least an hour to get dressed, and another hour to get to the spot.

When Jack and I got to the lounge, the place was packed. There was a football match going on, and the inside was filled to the maximum, so we sat outside, under the trees. The particular spot we were at was close to the kitchen, and the aroma of chicken pepper soup filled the air; it made my mouth water.

“Good evening sir.” Someone said behind me. I turned around and saw it was one of my favorite waitresses at the spot. She was a chubby lively girl that had served me and Joy many times, and I most times left her tips. Jack and I ordered the same thing; Legend Extra Stout. As she walked off, my phone started buzzing on the plastic table. I picked it up and saw it was Joy calling. They were already outside and they wanted to know exactly where we were, so they don’t look lost entering the place. After getting off the phone with her, I let Jack know they were here.
They appeared seconds later. Joy was in a tight fitted, flower patterned red and white gown that showed a lot of cleavage. Her dressing had gradually become sexier over time since I first got to know her, but I could say this was the sexiest I had ever seen her. Her friend was also dressed in something tight; a short brown gown. She was a tall and curvy girl. Even from the front, I could tell she had a big butt, and she was flaunting it. The girls were dressed to kill.

The table we were on had four plastic chairs; one on each side. Jack and I were sitting facing each other, and we had our sides to the car park were Joy and her friend were approaching from. So, the chair backing them, and the one opposite it were the free ones. “Mr. Jack, long time.” Joy said in a joyful manner as she took the seat at the head of the table. She and Jack started a conversation immediately, even before her friend took her seat.

She eventually introduced her friend to us as Morenike, but I could tell right at that moment that Jack wasn’t going to spend any time getting to know her friend; he already had his eye on the forbidden fruit. He tried to balance talking to both of them, but at some point, he was more focused on talking to Joy. I had to start talking to Morenike just to make things less awkward at the table.

At a point I started incorporating everyone in the discussion I was having with Joy’s friend so as to balance things out. But before the end of the night, it was very clear to me that my friend wasn’t going to his Hotel room with Morenike that night.

The girl’s wanted Shawarma, and they didn’t have at the lounge, so we paid our bill, and left the place. Joy and Morenike were whispering in the backseat of the SUV during the ride to get Shawarma, obviously discussing how the night was going to end.

Their friend happened to be working at the shawarma joint we went to, and while they went off to do some catching up with the girl and place their orders, Jack said he had something he wanted to discuss with me. The road had about half a dozen bars in close proximity to each other, all playing loud music, so we had to go into Jack’s SUV to talk.

I wasn’t shocked when he told me he didn’t like Morenike, and even though I already knew he liked Joy, it was a shocker to hear him say she was the one he wanted. I wasn’t dating Joy, and I had no claim over her, but he had heard me talk about a lot, and I was sure he knew I liked her. I didn’t expect him to want to be with a girl he knew I liked a lot.

I told him I would ask if she was interested. We left the car and walked back to the Shwarma spot. While he was paying for what the girl’s had bought and talking to Morenike, I pulled Joy to the side and this was how our conversation went.

I was already tipsy and had no inhibitions, so I said, “What’s up? My friend said it is you he likes.”
She laughed a little before saying, “Yeah, I already noticed that.”
“You guys really have chemistry.”
When she didn’t say anything, I asked if she was cool with hooking up with him.

She went silent. The silence alone killed me. I never expected her to even think before giving me a negative answer; and when she said, “Okay,” my heart shattered into a million pieces.

I was mad at myself for going ahead and asking Joy that question; I could have told Jack she was a no go area. But really, there was nothing much I could have done, because she had had her eye on him since the very first day she saw him some months back.

I was disappointed in Joy for agreeing to hook up with my close friend. I was also disappointed in her for agreeing to hook up with someone she had initially gotten for her friend. I felt so bad for the girl when she got out of the car when we drove up to their hostel, and she walked off, wondering why my friend didn’t even collect her number. I could see in her countenance and body language that her self-esteem was shattered.

I chatted with Joy when I got home that night, and as she asked me questions about my friend and what time we would see the following day, I wondered if she even thought of how I was feeling right now. Then a voice in my head said, “Well, you asked her, didn’t you? So, it is your fault.”

I had known her longer and done so much, trying to make her like me, and all my friend had to do was just show up with his swag, and he had her swooning all over him. I guess there was nothing I can do; she really wasn’t attracted to me. That realization made me sad; really sad.

It can't just be all sad and tragedy in our Lilly livered guy life Sha,,

Sad

Damn!!! I fear that gender so much imagine leaving someone you’ve known for quite a long time for someone you just met. Joy no get brain at all