Still in Rm 21!!! . I pray Ishi gets out of there with her nether regions intact. Me am patiently waiting to see how dis plays out. Battle of wills indeed. (Ishi, thou shall not do... ) hope i didn't say anything out of...

I had similar experience while serving in one of the south western states. I think GOD was with me and gave me wisdom to apply at that crucial moment. As at that time i knew nothing about intimacy except those read from the books but one i have come to realise about intimacy is that,you as a lady can dictate pace of whatever action to take place. In my on case, i pretended as if i was a guru in the own thing and told the guy he should lets know ourselves beta before jumping to the next agenda. I promised him i was going to honor his call to the arena again buy he neva saw me again.

Ishilove, kudos to you! More power to your elbow and more Wisdom to your brain. I must thank you for this talentful journey. May the good Lord bless you from Zion. The inputs of the ever present fans are appreciated.

Ishi abeg come finish dis story o. Ehen

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mehn Have quietly watched this thread, studied the fans, and have become one, my respect for the author of this story has grown, first checked up,when I saw her as One of the best participants of the lit.n writin section 4 last yr, ma'am u deserved ur nomination! Just gotta to say, the story is crazy and just hope u and baba had a gr8 time. I mean am on the same page wiv evry1 on that! please cntinue ur story, and as my people will, 'bo ukpono' (recieve thanks, respect)

The ceiling was descending to meet me, or I was ascending to the ceiling, depending on which angle you choose to look at it. It doesn't matter. What matters is there was an ascension and descension.

I was in motion, no thanks to the Honourable. He was in the process of lifting himself up from the bed using his rather fleshy, albeit powerful arms as a pivot. I stared at the ceiling in horror as it got closer to my prone form. My mind had gone numb when I felt him move beneath me, but it had instantly kicked into overdrive seconds later.

Ooookay, there was no way in God's green earth I was going to let myself topple over this large man and unto the bed. HELL NAW!

I dug my butt into his, pushed his head into the hard mattress with the back of mine and without thinking, blurted, "Okay okay, I'll turn!".

He relaxed immediately.

I let out a sigh of relief. Okay, that was close.

Feeling every bit like Erilakatabu, that gigantic land mammal, I reluctantly turned and slowly came to rest on my chest. Now my bosoms were squashed on his back.

"O yesssss, baby. That's a lot better," breathed my lust burdened date.

I can just imagine, thought I, sourly.

"Move them a bit, let me feel them more," he wheezed. I did, weary of the whole thing. His big hand sneaked up and grabbed a butt cheek. Or at least tried to. The adventurous appendage encountered my buttless behind and was in the process of looking for a fleshy part to grip ( a near impossible feat, I must assure you ) when I swatted it away like an offensive insect.

"I said no touching, nawww!". I was almost screaming in exasperation.

He muttered something unintelligible into the mattress but I ignored him and tried to make myself as comfortable as I could under the circumstances. This meant relaxing further on top of my date. I rested my chin on his shiny pate and closed my eyes, my nerves buzzing.

Honourable muttered something again.

"What?", I asked nonchalantly and settled further on him. He didn't respond. I took a deep breath and sighed. My nerves were beginning to calm down. I lifted my chin, turned my head, rested my cheek rest on his bald dome and sighed again. This isn't so bad afterall, I mused to myself.

In the background, the movie still ran, the airconditioner still hummed and my heart no longer drummed frantically.

Not bad at all, I thought yet again, and let my mind wander.

Men, they were such carnal fiends. What is with them and big bosoms?? Can't they see a well endowed chick and just pass? Must they always want a piece of the action?? Even that rickety elderly politician, Chairman wanted to get down with me. Quite laughable,in retrospect. My cookie WOULD break him in half. Speaking of the chairman, I wondered if he still waited by the roadside where I had left him? It seemed like eons ago, when it had just being a few hours since I last set eyes on him. What a lecher! He wouldn't have seen me to chat up again if I hadn't had to go buy palm oil. Speaking of palmoil, I hoped I would get back in time to warm my rice. I wouldn't want it to spoil. That would mean throwing it away and having another quarrel with my neighbour's four-legged bandit of a nanny goat, and by God if that animal went near my waste bin again, I would-- . . .

And thus my mind went round and round in circles, buzzing like a restless housefly, jumping from thought to thought, perching on each for only a few seconds before flying off to the next.

I don't know how long I lay on my date. It could have been two minutes or two hours. It doesn't matter now. Time was suspended on that eventful evening while I lay heavily on the Honourable, the teen movie soundtrack the only sound to be heard in Rm 21, and my mind roamed to and fro the four corners of the earth. . .

I was roused out of my reverie by a strange buzzing. It took me a few seconds to connect the buzzing to the phone in Honourable's pocket.

I nudged him and said softly, "your phone is vibrating". He didn't respond. I nudged him yet again, still no response. He had probably fallen asleep. O yeah, Ishi's soft bosoms can work wonders. Just great!, I thought wearily, and let myself slide off the fleshy back that had been my bed for more time than I cared to remember and tumbled like a sack of fufu onto the hard mattress.

I turned on my side and tapped my middle-aged date hard on the back with fingers stiff with cold. No response.

What kind of idiotic sleep is this man sleeping sef, I thought, mildly irritated.

I suddenly noticed something. . . strange. . .

remain in rm 21 u hear
One day, u must come out. das all

Finally

Ishi don cause heart attack o!

Oya continue the story...

Something seemed off. . . I raised my bulk with my elbow and looked carefully at the Honourable's still form. It looked as if . . .as if. . . wait, was this man breathing normally??

The phone which had stopped vibrating a few seconds before suddenly started up again. Warily, I took his arm and shook it forcibly. No response. A spiky tendril of alarm snaked through my brain.

Okay, this was getting weird. How could he have fallen so deeply asleep with my heavy self on him in so short a period of time??

I called his name, and when he didn't respond, I grabbed his shoulder and turned him over. He rolled easily enough and came to rest on his back.

I'm sorry guys, I'm so sleepy. I'm beginning to see double. I promise to continue tomorrow, Insha Jah.

samuelorija218: Ishilove, kudos to you! More power to your elbow and more Wisdom to your brain. I must thank you for this talentful journey. May the good Lord bless you from Zion. The inputs of the ever present fans are appreciated.

Thank you very much. May God increase my abilities and bind the spirit of laziness in my life in Jesus name, amen.

@ishi

you killed him

*hurries to check newspaper clippings on death of politicians in hotel rooms*

No, teens are the target now.

They've obviously dealt with the "baby roaches", so now they want to include the "next level".

Carry on @ poster.

Ishi hw long na must we wait 2 get anoda post. By d way good work keep pt up

Haven't u woken up?

avicky: Haven't u woken up?

Lol!

Nor mind Ishi. The babe tire me sef.

Efemena_xy:

Lol!

Nor mind Ishi. The babe tire me sef.

No be only u. Me 3.

avicky:
No be only u. Me 3.

me 5.

I see 2013 hasn't changed Ishi one bit? More suspense than is required par usual

It's winter.

So understandably, Ishi is er...hibernating.

Energy Saving mode she called it...

Efemena_xy: It's winter.

So understandably, Ishi is er...hibernating.

Energy Saving mode she called it...

With the Honourable abi na Chairman?

^^ Yeah, I guess so.

Somewhere in the midst of that snowflakes filled Room 21

We have a gist thread for this story, no?

Dear please continue the story.

^^ Don't waste your breadth.

Ishi'll only surface briefly from under the sheets just to gasp in some much needed air...

Ishilove, i'm begging you. Infact, not just me but all your readers are begging you to come out of room 21.

You've been there too long, since 2012. Please come out and finish this gist.

j-slimz:
Ishilove, i'm begging you. Infact, not just me but all your readers are begging you to come out of room 21.

You've been there too long, since 2012. Please come out and finish this gist.

lmao @ since 2012. Who knows whether honourable is Mr born2f**k here on NL. All 12 inches of pure rippling muscles plus unending stamina to boot.

brokoto: lmao @ since 2012. Who knows whether honourable is Mr born2f**k here on NL. All 12 inches of pure rippling muscles plus unending stamina to boot.

My eyes o!

Abeg, make una nor spoil pessin this new year!

I don talk am before, Ishi only surfaces every now and then from deep under the sheets, just to gulp in some air - before going back there again. Methinks she took a mighty big gulp last time, hence no immediate need for Oxygen (yet)

Ishi,you made me stay up all nite reading from page one, Only kane and Abel,General's daugther,Prison Break and homeland has previously achieve this feat. Frankly, 'your head dey there'. If you know Nelson Demille,I think you are an upgraded version of him and whenever you are ready to write that book,you've got people who are ready to buy.

I respect ur patience and the fact that you think you are not yet matured to publish. For me,you are 'ripe'(I hope you don't mind my usage of that word) enough. You've got the plots,the suspence,that charm too and of course ,the talent. I'll advice that you begin your book immediately before family live consume your nearest future and deprive us of a classic book.

No vex ooo,can't wait to read your book. Can some magic happen for it to be out before "Homeland" season three?