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neat ending

i think we should try something like this in the sexuality section,lets findout just how much people know about great sex

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Blind rage bellowed in him cold fear gripped is heart, not fair, I deserve it, if  anyone is too deserve it. that soft knock again, Henry, Henry suddenly something exploded in him, what tha mess bitch ! leave me the mess alone, he said slamming at the door from the other side , he could her Angela shriek and burst into those silent sobs of hers and almost immediately he felt as if his heart was being wrenched from within him

God I don’t have strength for this how much can a man take? Who did I offend?  Feeling a wave of helplessness awash him, he heard a bone racking sound and he realized he was weeping why me why me?

He turned, caught his image in the mirror yet again and in a fit of blind rage raked with sobs he smashed his fist into it , the sharp pain a welcome purchase for his already over abused system, blood began to seep from the gash across his knuckle, and a part of him shuddered at the scaring the wound would leave, funny how his mind would come up with something like that now, scars who cares?  Scars yes I would scar them too, just like they have made my life miserable, he could still hear the sobbing of Angela behind the closed doors, it would feel good wrapping my fingers that cheating neck of hers and squeezing the very essence out of her, funny he started feeling better, the thought of killing her was exhilarating, yes I would kill her , he reached for the door and a pain exploded in his arm ,he jumped up, jumped up…he had being dreaming ,and whilst dreaming of opening the door slammed his arm on the bed post,


He shivered at his dream so Henry held the fluffy pillow tighter to his broad hairy chest. The cold in the harmattan morning was killing him. a girl of about twenty-two with identical eyes with his walked slowly into the bedroom. she dropped a tray of hot Lipton tea, sugar and a tea spoon on a side table in the room,

Nausea threatened to rise within him, Angela’s insistent pounding on the door wasn’t any help in calming his frayed nerves and overworked heart
Another glance into the mirror showed him a dried lipped sweaty 39year old looking male

Damn am only 31years! This is their entire fault! His mind going immediately to kunle and Angela, with a false sense of bravado he banished their thoughts from his mind…Bleep em’ I don’t need them I am not going to die young

He is my brother and she my love, my love, my love his resolve starts to waiver again, can I live without them? Kunle has housed me for God knows how long? And Angela, oh my Angela got disowned by her parents because of me, with this thoughts in his mind and shaky hands he slowly opens the envelope::::::::::::;;