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In real life, it is very difficult to change any human being. Think how it often proves so difficult to change a young growing child, how much more an adult! It is very difficult to change a man in the relationship.

Many young ladies who had crush on a guy they have feelings for and were able to get to such guys’ front and win their heart often fails when it comes to winning the battle within the guy of which they knew nothing of before hand, and when it happens this way, the world of such ladies seems to go into accelerated confusion.


Now not willing to quit, they would say, “I’m going to change him, I’m going to make him become a different person altogether”. My pastor once said “you are neither God nor Holy Spirit.

It is only God who changes a man through the Holy Spirit, thinking you can change a man from how he use to be is an exercise in futility. So, how do you assume you can do it?”

Meanwhile it is so possible that a man will change. This use to happen in real time, a woman must not allow the man to know what is going on, you must not be a “change agent” but “the agent of change” there are differences in the two concepts in quote.

Change agent are task oriented and burdensome to those they want to change, they turn to all imaginable means to effect a change, sometimes to the detriment of the result they want to achieve.



HOW TO CHANGE HIM


Of course, a man will have two mothers in his life time.

One is the biological mother and then his wife, the mother by virtue of marriage.

Both will have a considerable effect upon the life of the man in question. He nevertheless have his ways most of the time, he has liberated himself from the first woman in his life at some point in time, and he eventually look to another on the course of romance.

If his experience has been tough with the first woman in life-his mother, he becomes a tough husband, trying to exert his pound of fresh on the second woman in his life unconsciously.

But if he has heartfelt relationship with his mother as a young man, chances are that he will hold his wife with great esteem.

But in spite of this, every woman would not be all lucky to fall in love with the man that will hold his wife with great esteem; some will be the bland man, the blunt man and the man who do not care when it’s clear you are burning inside with rage.

So how do you change him? The best answer is known to all. If you are in relationship with him, and you are really sure he loves you and you love him return, you might decide that it is best to give him what he wants.

There are great risks in life, not giving him might take his desire to contemplating other alternative that will accidentally ruin your best chance.

Sometimes you will hang on to your right decision believing that the erring partner will go somewhere then get his fingers burnt and then come rushing back to you in complete dejection and regrets over their action.

Sometimes most men won’t, that stereotype ‘Law of Karma consequences’ so to say only happens most often in films.

Do not fall for film tricks if he is the type that always want to prove his points, he may do the worst. We live in real life; we may turn out to be the one in pain over the unfortunate course of the relationship isn’t it? But the decision is yours to make anyway.

When this happen- and we boil at the end of a heartfelt relationship, and the erring partner refuses to come back, it only shows that we have lived a lie, we have invested great emotional capital only to become bankrupt suddenly.

A truly caring suitor should be able to tell us not what they love about us, but what they want us to change.

We may even require an honest, very honest appraisal from them from time, not because we are weak, really, but as avenue to send home in the most comfortable mood what we also want them to change about themselves too.

They will receive this with positive spirit and reflect without much rancor in their heart considering that we have not been biased, as we also owe them our promise of change.

Another way of changing his is just by being the change you want to see in him. If he is a quarrelsome man and you have the reason to quit the relationship, do not hesitate.

To quit will save you your right eye from future blow. But if you refuse to take a step on quitting, thinking that you will change him, and then prepare to endure more when you have a shower of blows.

He would not change from punching you because, your believe that you can change him has let loose a wild beast in him that makes him think you are stubborn, whereas every word he says that got you infuriated is so caustic you have to respond and receive the beating.

Men who beat their wives suddenly become remorseful after sometimes and tries to comfort them, and their next comfort ingredient is love making.

Some women therefore do not know how to draw the lines, if it is the beating, the consoling or the lovemaking that is the ecstasy.

They therefore live in perpetual conformity to this pain and relief till at last it now become a sort of déjà vu, seeing the past in the present. Instead of making a change they only warm up to any of the emotional outburst that might come their way.

HOW NOT TO CHANGE HIM

Never allow a man to pick wrong impression about you all in the name that you want to change him. Some women have the habit of calling a friend’s attention to the altitude of their husband that they do not like.

Such may backfire with time, as men often analyze in the closet of their mind different interpretations to whatever their female companion or woman says concerning them, and since they want to win all arguments, they also want their suspicion ( which you do not have any wind of ) to be the truth.

The best approach is still the best; let him be the one you first report his insensitivity to, before it gets out of the door.

Never compete with him in anything he derives pleasure in winning, so that you won’t inadvertently wound his ego.

You definitely have your own ego very intact somewhere else; as a result, do not engage him where he loves to appear in shinning amour.

He could forget everything, else; he may not easily or quickly forget this, and who knows where he would want to draw revenge or when? A woman that loves to nag his companion in relationship is only exposing her own weakness and insecurity.

She will soon disclose all her fears and provide the man the ample opportunity of taking full control of every fact of the relationship.

Never make picking on your man’s many mistakes a pastime.

If as a woman, you frequently spot your man’s mistake at every slight instance, that becomes a problem, the man will definitely start to think that living with you will be so tough that he has to be tough as well to cohabit with you, if he is also ready to keep reflecting on your weakness, you can easily guess what the experience will always be from time to time.


MISTAKE OF YOUR FRUSTRATION


It is a normal occurrence in love relationship to have a time of terrible gridlock. You feel completely fed up with the fellow and wish that both of you can just have a break.

This is the time that high emotion has reach their peak and it often happen because of so many wrongs that has been cover up in the course of the relationship, such time you will say what you know will just break up the relationship instantly, but a part of you however is yet to make clear-cut decision on the next line of action.

At this point in time, you wish an angel would just come from nowhere and drop the answer on your lap, the same story going on your relationship has even invaded your dream and afflicting your soul.

As said earlier, this is the stage you hated most in your relationship. But you have got here, just as said earlier, because of what you have done or cover up in the past.

More often than not, when we have encounter with people and ended up in affectionate relationship with them, we often do little to crosscheck certain emotional qualifications or expectations that are yet to be made known to us, time alone have the power to reveal this and when it does, certain things we never bargain foe will suddenly crop up in our heart, and all will become a pain upon our heart.

Like the case with derby, who was in relationship with kunle, a colleague with whom she first has a swing when she joined the company she now works with? Of course, kunle is a young accountant with smart outlook and promising career, he is the dream of any young woman of marriageable age.

As both young partners were progressing on life and career, the company, (being a multinational company) promoted Kunle and sends him out of the vicinity.

There was no way Derby could follow him to such place as the United Kingdom, so he decided to hold on the promise of when Kunle will return from his six month oversea training he went for.

Both lovebirds keep contacting one another for the first months, until it got to a time and Derby could no longer get across to Kunle’s phone.

Her frustration grew in the few weeks that followed to their maximal heights and when she cannot contain the silence any longer, she asks friends to advice her of what she must do.

The friends took her to their “prophetess” who claimed that Kunle, as she can see, is in another romance where he is now.

She claimed that Kunle left the country along with others who were shortlisted b the company and that Kunle had took advantage of the closeness he had with one of his colleagues to ask her out and the two are presently very fond of one another.

Derby was quick to claim she had been seeing the sign in her dreams these few weeks and that the prophetess only confirmed her fears.

Now what is the way forward? Of course, she is frustrated, she felt she has been betrayed by Kunle and she knew it that men are never trustworthy, left alone when they are absent, they can do and undo.

The young lady could not contain her annoyance, and she did not know when she gave in to the temptation of beeping her ex-boy friend who had been on her heels for sometimes.

he went to her ex’s place and intimacy grew between the two in no time.

Finally, Kunle who had been away for more than seven month reappear on Derby again.

He is now resuming at the head office and not the same branch where he had stayed in the past with derby. However, he came to pay Derby surprise visit the second weekend he arrived the country, but he was embarrassed when he met Derby and her ex-boy friend in a compromising position.

Derby was equally shocked to see Kunle out of the blue that day.

Kunle quickly excuse himself and get out of the place as fast as his legs could carry him.

He kept thinking, what on earth has come over Derby in such a short period of his absence? Derby was really shocked when she saw Kunle. He was the last person she hoped to see or have as visitor that weekend.

She became disconnected immediately and as she put her clothes together trying to run after kunle to the gate, the young man had zapped. Derby hated herself the very moment.

Her ex boyfriend who was also embarrassed by the same scenario dressed-up and leave at that same moment, the two men left the young woman to figure out her crisis.

Now Derby is on the part of losing both men. Remember the part that friends had played in Derby’s going back to her ex-boyfriend subtly. If you are a friend to Derby, what will you advice her to do in her present frustration?

Now to the question of the day, what advice do you have for Derby? What if what happens to derby happen to you, what will you do? Try to answer the question so that you can have a good idea of solving relationship problems.



HOW TO HANDLE YOUR FRUSTRATION


So many ladies are known to have messed-up their best chance at a right person for their lives though wrong handling of their frustration.

Derby in the story above is at a point of perfect confusion, but whatever she decides to do, right from the moment she come out of her relationship with both Kunle and her returnee ex-lover.

If she however refuse to address the problem, her heart will be as heavy as anything, and she would still be carrying her emotional wounds into another relationship or wherever she goes.

Derby would still want to confirm from kunle what the prophetess had told her as to his escapade back in the U.K, had things not went out of hand, more so, derby would start to nurse the idea of what Kunle would be thinking of her and anytime people talk about kunle wherever she is, fear would come upon her, and if she ever see Kunle , she would feel like her heart want to cut.

What a feeling. It is very important that before you also take decision on hearsay, exercise patent and make sure you ask your fiancée every detail of your suspicions to be on the saver side.

Taking decision rashly to suppress your disappointment in the other person is risky as it simply amount of judgment before the case is tried in the face of the law. It is better to be patience than to regret.

Frustration is always a difficult situation in relationship. If you have something against your fiancée that makes you want to quit the relationship, try and consider the view of that part of you that does not want to let go of the relationship to see if there is anything that can worth your stay with the man in question.

Of course, a man that value a woman would stick around long enough to beg and pet when he offends her, but a worthless man who do not deserve your love will just walk away when he had wrongly used you. It is better to determine if he is a user or that he is just an offender.

Quite often, offenders easily see their errors and beg to come back soon afterwards. But users are quick to step out with another future victim.

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Morenike was baffled when she turned the handle and the door
opened. She was sure she had locked the door, she was not
expecting Temi anytime soon.
It dawned on her and heart beat quickened. Jide… Olajide! She
quickened her steps into the room expectantly.
Olajide place the last shirt in the bag and his hand was on the zip
when the door opened.
Relief rushed through her and she almost ran to him but stopped
short when she sighted the bag.
‘Olajide!’ Her bag dropped.
He turned to look at her, she looked pale and thin, her face held
horror, making guilt swept through him. He knew he could never
muster enough guts in her presence to move out, that’s why he
chose a time, he was sure she won’t be home.
Some minutes passed between them.
‘It’s good you are here Morenike, it is goodbye from me.’ He
lifted the bag from the bed and made for the door.
Morenike kneel. ‘You can’t leave me like this, I will go crazy.’ Her
palms closed in front of her.
‘Seven good years Nike, I need to move with my life and you need
to move on with yours. Looks like we’ve been cursed.’
Tears filled her eyes, ‘No Jide, there is something you need to
know.’ Morenike stood
‘No.’ He was not ready to go soft. He dropped his bag, grabbed
her shoulders and pushed her away.
She screamed and landed sprawled on the floor. For a moment,
she remained motionless.
He hadn’t expected to push her with so much force. He could
hear his heart beat as he watched her.
Morenike gnashed her teeth, she tried to sit up but groaned and
laid back. She raised a hand beckoning.
Olajide saw blood. ‘Nike!’ He gasped.
He picked her bag and searched for her car keys. He found it and
lifted her.
‘I am pregnant.’ She whispered.
‘Oh Jesus, Jesus Christ. Baby I’m sorry.’ He hurried out broken.
‘Oh God please… have mercy.’ He fought back his tears.
‘I won’t pay an extra. If you like change his school a thousand
and one time in a school session.’ Mnenga slipped his legs into
the sandals. ‘My wife and I didn’t run to school all time the girls
were spanked. We never changed school for them.’
Shadia frowned, she didn’t like the way he had been comparing
anytime he got wind of Prince misbehavior. ‘Darling, don’t be like
that, he is your only son.’
‘Shut up Shadia! I never have the headache you and son are
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‘Mummy…’
Morenike looked up from the Ipad, a pen posed on one hand. She
was an event planner and had been planning a wedding.
‘Mummy,’ Temilade entered the room beaming, ‘Daddy sent me a
laptop!’
‘Congrats dear, I’m so happy for you.’ She smiled up at her
‘You know what mum,’She chuckled before pulling a seat. ‘Daddy
is very funny, he put the choice back to you despite me telling
him we have already talked about it.’ Bode did respect her and
her decisions despite all. ‘All righty dear, the ball now lies in
your court.’
‘Hmmmm.’ Temilade exhaled and stretched out her legs. ‘In as
much as I’ll like to go across the Atlanta for my tertiary
education, have a better standard of education, hang out with my
family over there, make new friends but I can’t.’
The word “family” hit her and she felt guilty for depriving her.
‘Why not?’ She managed.
Temilade met her mother’s gaze. ‘I can’t mum, I can’t leave you
all by yourself.’
Morenike wished she could have laughed heartily to reassure her
daughter and take off the worried expression off her face but it
ended as a short laugh. ‘Temilade, I’m a big girl, I can take care
of myself. Besides, Olajide will soon be back.’
‘Mummy you don’t even know where he went! I am your baby but
I’m not a baby anymore. I see how you’ve been recently.’
Morenike looked away feeling so fragile, she couldn’t even think
of something to defend herself with.
‘I choose Obafemi Awolowo University, can always come home to check on you and you can do
same for me.’
Like Father, like daughter, making her top priority and being so
selfless.’ Thanks.’ She patted her back.
‘I love you mum, you mean so much to me, you were in school
and deciding to keep me where many girls would aborted, I’m so
grateful.’
‘You’re my Jewel, I love you and I’m grateful you esteem me so
high to remain in Nigeria.’ She had suprised her, she had thought
she would chose the opportunity to be closer to her father. The
tears were slowly making their way to her eyes.

..........CONTINUE READING HERE

‘You want to play smart and wise with me abi?’ The belt cracked
on her buttocks and then to her head and over and over it came.
‘silly girl, you want to corrupt yourself in my house!’ The whip
descended emphasizing her anger. ‘I warned you, didn’t I? I’ll
teach you that have been in the world before you!’ Ini used to
hands to shield her head, face and eyes. ‘Gbam gbam gbam…
Mummy open this door! Open the damn door!’ Having use his fist
for long, he used his legs but the door wouldn’t bulge. He was no
longer hearing his sister’s plea and wailing. He felt every crack
of the belt, “what was he going to do?” He pondered. ‘Kill her, kill
her o!’, Indi couldn’t hear his sister’s plea nor wailing. The door flung
opened and Indi almost fell into the room, he had not heard the
key turn. Their gaze locked for a while, he wanted to confront her
but on sighting his sister’s lifeless form on ties rug, he thought
better. ‘Ini!’ He shook her and she open her eyes, he exhaled. He
lifted her to the bed. She groaned. ‘Pain.’ she whispered ‘God!’
He gasped on seeing the raw flesh, serum and blisters on her
hands. ‘what kind of thing’s this?’ he muttered exasperated and
ran out. He came back with Ibuprofen and a table water. He
assisted her up to take the drug.
‘She hate me… She wants to kill me… Big bro I didn’t do it, she
doesn’t trust me.’ He saw the pain in her eyes, there was
apparently no tears to cry. He held her and listened, he had been
on a phone call when he had heard her screaming and calling his
name.
‘Went to buy mum drugs, met the guy putting drinks in the fridge.
He begged me to wait, the power supply just came on… ‘ She
sniff.’ You know how the light is and in this hot weather,
everyone wants cold water. I understood and waited… It wasn’t
up to 3 minutes.’ Ini swallowed ‘mummy passed to see her
friend, she said I was chatting with him, I was exchanging
contacts, that I was now a pros …’ Ini sobbed, ‘you know me,
that is the truth.’ She looked up at him.
Tears had formed in his eyes, ‘I believe you babe.’ He stood with
a new resolution. ‘I’ll be back.’ He left her room.
He knocked twice and didn’t get a response, he opened.
‘What is it?’ Her look was stern.
‘How could you not trust her? How could you beat your own
daughter like an animal?’
She dropped the cloth she was about to fold to look at him. ‘If
you know what is good for you, you’ll leave this instant.’ Ima
pointed an index finger.
‘so what if she was chatting with him and she was chatting right
back, they have a right to expression. It’s not like they were
caressing and having sex.’
In a flash she covered the distance between them in a flash and
hit him hard across the face.
He held his cheek locked gaze with his mother fuming. ‘Go
ahead, hit me more or get daddy’s belt. I am not… We are not
proud of you. I wish those that adore you out there know who
you truly are.’ Indi left the room half expecting to be grabbed.’
Ima wanted to grab him but his words had cut through her like a
knife. “no… no.” She won’t let down her guard, she wasn’t to
going to allow them make her feel she failed by not bringing
them up properly. Ini saw his tears and could guess what happened. She lifted a
hand and beckoned.
He laid beside her and his tears flowed. He held her and they
slept off.
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The morning breeze caressed her face and she exhaled bitterly.
How can one be in one’s home and felt like a prisoner.
“prisoner,” she muttered, “how can one feel happiest out of one’s
home?” Inibong Okoh folded her arms just beneath her bosom.
Even at 15yrs of age, she had bloomed into a beautiful young
woman but her eyes held sadness on a closer look! Akwaibom
and Edo blood flowed thru her veins.
‘You cheated, u did jur! Let’s again.’ The voice brought her back
to reality. It was actually a girl’s voice from the next compound,
they were playing the 10-10 game. A group of 4 girls about her
age were playing game. There were other children in the open
space at the back of the compound, in their own different age
groups playing their own games.
From the balcony of her home, she could see them. It was the
most populated compound in the estate. She had been back
home since 2 weeks and her mum won’t even allow her go see
her friends. She shook her head fighting back memories of
battles with her mum.
‘Ini… Iniobong!’
‘ Yes mum.’ Answering with a start, she rushed towards the
direction of the voice. ‘What’re you doing out there by this time?’
Imaobong Okoh glanced at daughter and went back to going
through the content of her bag.
She was seated in the well furnished and tastily designed sitting
room, dressed in a caftan gown and a scarf stylishly tied to
match.
‘I’m done with my chores mum.’ she lowered her eyes.
‘I’ve a meeting for 11, take the stew out now and boil rice enough
for you and your brother. Help yourselves to dinner in case I
don’t arrive early. ‘ She was an immigration officer.
‘Ok…’Ini rubbed her forehead. She zipped her bag and looked at
her daughter. ‘what’s it?’
‘The day after tomorrow’s Nnenna’s birthday and I’ll
like to attend the celebration.
‘No party dearest.’ Her voice was calm.
‘She’s my best friend, I need to be there. All of my class mate’ll
be there.’
‘That’s how you children go to parties, rubbish yourselves and
give parents untold heartache!’
‘But mum, her dad’s a Deacon. It will be a girls party save for her
siblings and some of her counsin. Pls mum… Her parents’ll be
there too.’
‘Madam I said NO!’ She stood and picked her bag.
‘Mum, she is old enough to take care of herself. A party won’t
hurt her. Besides it’ll be a closed party not a club party.’
Indifreke, her elder brother of 4 yrs had walked in without them
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Mark answered the call on the first ring. ‘Any news?’ He asked urgently without even greeting.
‘Yes she’s safe .’ The voice at the other end answered, Mark let out a sigh of relief.
‘Thank God.’ He said.
‘She is in Lagos with her mom.’ Chioma said.
‘Ok, I’ll be in Lagos tomorrow morning.’
‘Me too.’
They hardly spoke throughout the journey, they were both preoccupied with their thoughts, Chioma came to see if Emily was alright, she also knew that Jonathan would be where Emily was, he’d always trailed her like her shadow, how Emily decided to leave Jonathan standing at the alter on the day of their wedding she could not comprehend, she noticed how quite Mark had been throughout, he too must be thinking of Emily and Jonathan.
Mark trailed behind Chioma as she made her way into the huge mansion which brought back unhealthy memories to him, it reminded him of his childhood which he lived like an orphan despite having both parents alive.
‘How did you know she was in Lagos? He asked when they’d alighted from the cab.
‘My cousin Nneoma called me and told me.’
‘She knew we were looking for Emily?
‘No, she lives in our house, we are neighbors, Emily and I.’
‘So you grew up in the same neighborhood?
‘No, they were based in US and came back often, I was born here but we moved to London later, we usually keep in touch until Emily came to school in London and she lived with us.’
‘Why didn’t she school in the US?
‘I don’t know, perhaps to get away from home, we’re here.’
Mark looked up and saw the houses on the street, memories of his own childhood crept in on him but he quickly sent them back to the dark pit they came from.
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Dark Fantasies 14

Hajara laid curled on her bed, she had been thinking about Faisal doing drugs and his confession about killing his ex girlfriend. All this while she had been hanging around with a murderer, the mere thought of it sent cold shivers down her spine.
‘I wonder what would have happened if you actually donated blood.’ Her mother’s voice interrupted her.
‘Mom what’re you doing here?
‘This is my husband’s house I can go anywhere I want, Faisal is waiting for you downstairs, Hajo Hajo I like your style, I thought you said he was too old.’
‘What he’s inside this house.’ She asked getting up.
‘Yes, were you not inside his car when you went to the hospital.’
She draped herself and went downstairs.
He was smiling and watching Tv like he didn’t have blood on his hands.
‘What’re you doing here? She asked when she got very close to him.
‘How are you feeling? He asked ignoring her question.
‘Fine, you have to leave now.’
‘Your mom says I can stay, she says I can even take you out.’
‘What!!
‘Yes dear, go and dress up while Faisal eats.’ Her mom who had just come downstairs said smiling at her triumphantly.
She wore a simple gown and followed him out, but she did not allow them to go far.
‘You shouldn’t have used my mother to blackmail me.’
‘I didn’t use her, I greeted her she invited me in, offered me food and told me to take you out as you’ve been indoors since your discharge from the hospital.’
‘You should have declined, she has no idea who you’re.’
‘And who am I? a murderer, you see you don’t even know the full story and you’re being judgmental.’
‘You confessed.’
‘Yes I did, didn’t know why I told you, I could have lied, I could’ve followed the lab attendant and bribed him to say something else was wrong with me, in this society one is afraid to own up, because you’ll be judged, we all make mistakes.’
‘Faisal please your lecture does not justify your act.’
‘That was what pushed me to seek solace in drugs because I had no one to confide in, I was afraid of the law, the stigmatization of being a convict.’ He sighed, ‘I’m sorry I bothered you, let me take you home.’
‘I want to know what happened.’
‘They sat on a log in the park and he began his story.’continue read here

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The fan was making a creeking sound as it rotated round it’s axis,
the air it gave was like still humid liquid, not pleasant at all,
Chioma noted it as one of the issues to discuss with Dr Ismaila
later, the patient she was attending looked frail and hopeless.
‘Mrs Badejo, how are you feeling today?’ She asked.
‘As usual, I have a bad heart, can’t afford the surgery, how should
I feel?’
‘I see, take a deep breadth for me.’ She said placing her stethoscope
on her chest.
A loud tang sound made her look back, Mrs Badejo’s teenage
daughter had dropped a stainless cup, Chioma looked at the direction
she was gazing and saw Dr Mark by the windowtalking to a nurse,
she smiled, most female young female patients, even some old ones
usually had a thing for Dr Mark. Dr Musa had given her several
of the details somedays ago over lunch, including a girl that
threatened to commit suicide if Dr Mark doesn’t kiss her, lately Dr
Musa’s stories are becoming too bogus to believe.
The sound got him too because he looked up and smiled, then
entered the ward, unfortunately he didn’t notice the teenage girl.
‘Good morning Mrs Badejo.’ He greeted.
The lady grunted for a reply.
‘My days are numberd aren’t they?’ She said in the saddest tone she
could conjure.
‘Well Mrs Badejo, you don’t have to say such things, we stole the
best cardiologist in Abuja, if not in Nigeria, and she is looking after
you.’ Dr Mark said.
‘So that means you’ll save me, can I rely on you, can I put my
hope on you?’
‘No, you can’t rely on me neither can you put your hopes on me, I
can’t guarantee that you’ll recover or live.’ Chioma said.
‘Dr, you said she was the best, now she saying that I will die.’ Mrs
Badejo said almost in tears.
‘No she didn’t say that.’ Mark said looking at Chioma hoping that she
should salvage the situation.
‘Actually I did.’ She said.
‘Dr Anyawu.’ Mark said again hoping.
‘You see Mrs Badejo your life is your hands, the will to recover
and live is yours, I can only infuse you with drugs, I’m a man like
you, your strong will and hope will give you strength, do you
believe in God?’
‘Yes.’
‘Then believe that He can save you, your Dr can’t save you only
you can, your Dr can die too, he’s not infallible, what can cure you
is positive thinking.’
‘You hear mom so stop lamenting and pray we get the money for
your surgery soon.’ Her teenage said.
‘Ok, Dr, from now only positive thinking, I believe I will get
well, I have to live for my daughter, am all she has left.’
‘And I was just uniformed that an unanimous person just deposited
money for your surgery.’
‘Oh the Lord is great, she cried, I believe in God.’
‘That was quiet impressive, and I also assume that you’re that
unanimous Samaritan, I can see why Dr Ismaila cant stop praising
you, I’ll use that trick on my patients, pray I have enough money to
fund an expensive procedure.’ Dr Mark said as they were walking
down the corridor.
‘Its not a trick, its true.’
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New - DARK FANTASIES ( part 1 )

Emily wriggled out of Dr Mark’s arms, she checked the time on
her phone it was 2am in the morning, she smiled as she examined
Mark once more, though the room was dark, she could trace out his
muscle body, she could swear there was no trace of fat, he had the
perfect height, his gentle snoring was sweet to her ears, she longed
the trace his jawline and caress his moustache as she had done a few
hours ago but she refrained.
Gently she got up and used her phone’s light to gather her things,
her bra was hanging on the bed post, her other clothes were farther
as she and Dr Mark had hauled things away in urgency. She
tiptoed the washroom to clean up and put on her clothes and left the
tap running. She came back to room, stood over Dr Mark’s
sleeping body and watched the measured rise and fall of his chest,
the sweet and gentle rythm of his breath which contrasted harshly to
the way he handled her recently with such expertise that she was left
wondering if she had imagined his shy and timid attitude in the few
times they had met.
She took his phone and deleted every trace of herself, from her
number to call log entry to messages, blackberry contact and photos,
she dropped the phone and quitely left not glancing back once.
She sped through Asokoro and entered Wuse within minute in her
range rover sports, the road was near empty as she drove home
reliving the wonderful moments Dr Mark had given her, she
realised it was more than the physical pleasure, his gentleman
attitude, his caring nature, his laugh added and all that she must
avoid at all costs.
Faisal was the only the person aware of the hideout in the house,
he closed the the door and rested his forehead on it with his hands
placed on the door that now looked exactly like the wall, he had
discovered it accidently a few months after he moved in, he was
throwing a stuff in anger, he throws stuff while angry when
the secret locker that had no handle opened, since then he used it
frequently to save things he didn’t feel would be save in his room,
this time what he placed there weighed tonnes on his conscience.
he heard a sound and hurried away, as he was walking through the
darkness he collided with another body and they both fell with him on
top the person. And the lights came on.
‘What is going on?’ Chioma asked her hands still resting on the
switch of the light.
‘Nothing.’ Both Faisal and Emily answered in unison and
scrambled to their feet with very awkward expression on their faces
as they faced Chioma who wore a nighty with sleeping beauty’s
Belle on it......continue reading here

Must Read: The Untainted Maiden (part 3)

She entered wearing her casual dress…She dropped on my bed as
usual but today as she laid there with her eyes closed all i could
see was the most delicious dish ever carefully prepared for my
consumption…I carefully bolted my door..Then sat down and ask
her if she truly knew why she is really having painful menses…At
this point she sat up and was all ears to hear the answer with both
hands supporting her chin…
I swallowed hard and after much battles with my brains finally
blurt out…You are still a virgin thats why….Adding that anyday
she lost her virginity that her cervix will open up and the painful
menses will disappear…
I further told her that the earlier the better…
And that i knew the secret to deflowering a virgin without her
feeling the pains..
I cooked the story up so well that she perfectly believed every
word i said..
Adding that as a matter of fact i want to do it right now to free her
from that predicament once and for all..
She obliged but made me promise her that i would love her since
am the first man in her life…
At this point even if you ask me to disown myself i will do it
without giving a second thought to it….All i wanted is getting
bleeped damn good and well..
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I got up and stood right infront of him, i slowly bent down facing him and seperated his laps, which i gently bought down my Bottom to, i started rocking him just that way with my waist, moving in a slow circular motion. I stood upright to remove my gown, after that, i raised up a leg and bought my foot to the middle of his seperated legs. He stood up rapidly and said in a shaking voice”eerrm, i have to
go now”, ”c dis wey i won giv oshofree still dey yarn rubbish” i murmurred.
I pushed him to the wall, by then his ‘big mr juicy’ had resurrected already. I
went down low, nd freed his ‘almighty shakabulah”, i held its base and started with the cap of his pennnis, while tampering with his balls, i licked the
tip of his dicck over again, while rubbing its base, then i went into full action, having his whole dick in my mouth, he kept on jerking his waist while i continued shaking my head, sucking everything
suckable. He was groaning and moaning out loud
already, when the door flung open. In a
microsecond, i thought to myself ”be lo she maje”.
As a sharp girl, i removed his diick from my mouth, stuck it back into his pant and rapidly zipped
up his trouser. Still not looking back, i asked ”maybe i should get u a safety pin, hun?” he was still looking like a dummy when the voice at my back said ”olosho oshi, na me oo, bfore u poo for body” as i
heard the voice i bursted into laughter, with my right hand on my chest ”wèré! u no sabi knock ni? c d
way u wan take spoil show for person now, abeg commot bfore i knack u” i said, she just laughed and
left the room..
“who was that?” he asked.”
Presh, one of my girls”,
“what girls?”,
“neva mind, lets just get back to it” i replied
“to what”,
“to ‘it’, ofcourse!”,
”i’m sorry, i have
to leave, bfore they start lookin for us” he said,
i checked the time, nd we still had 30 minutes to go
”u re goin nowhere, pls!” i said
“but i lost the mood
already”,
”dont worry we’ll find it!”i replied..
I pushed him to the bed and sat on his waist, took my mouth to his and we started kissing, like a thirsty dog, he kept sucking my tongue,tlike there
was sugar in it, he sat right and placed me to a position, that brought me straight up, he removed the gown from under and i was left with just my
lingerie on. He battled with my bra for a couple of seconds and slowly bought down my thin panty.
I was kneeling with my both legs over his waist. He bought his middle finger to my hole and started stroking it slowly, it became a little faster after a while, then he put three fingers into my warm wet thing at once, which made me moan aloud, he started screwing me like that, slowly at first, then he increased the pace.
he carried me, and placed my in another position, this time, i was on all fours, he stood up from the bed and stood on the floor, bending his
back a litle, he bent down low and brought his tongue to my ‘thing’ “poo! lord!” i groaned, he started
sucking at first and started licking heavily with his hot tongue. He stood up again and inserted his ‘gongola’ into my hole and started screwing
again. We were formally on a slow beat, before the tempo incresed, i was shaking back and forth with one of my bosom bouncing hard, and the other one
was being squeezed by one of his hands.
I started saying all kinds of nonsense
like ”ooh, haa, god, satan, poo, Bleep, yeehh” and he kept on replying ”yea!”..
It went on and on for some minutes, then i
came, and he did, and that was the end of
shakabulah.


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When I first moved into my apartment and was introduced to my landlady by the agent I did a double take.
Her house girl came to get the door and ushered us into the sitting room. I was surreptitiously sizing the housegirl up and wondering if I could score.
She was plump in a nice sort of way with a heavy Bottom and medium round bosoms. I smiled at her and she smiled back then looked away shyly, rolling her hips a bit more enticingly as she walked in to get madam. "Bad girl," I thought to myself already gloating in anticipation. We sat down to wait.
After about 15mins i was becoming impatient when, finally the land lady herself emerged. She walked into the sitting room staring at me like my dick was hanging out. It might as well have been. I was staring at the most curvy and fleshy female being I had ever set my eyes on. Round and plump, with bosoms each almost as big as a melon. Despite her evident roundness, i could make out formidably wide hips through her clothes, a loose blouse with a wrapper tied round her waist. From the way her bosoms were rolling heavily but gently from side to side as she moved, i could tell she was not in bra. She seemed about mid forties
'Bayo," she greeted the agent as she sat down, 'is this my new neighbour?' 'you're welcome'
"thank you ma" I replied.
"I hope you like the apartment, has Bayo taken you round?"
"Yes, I've seen it and its quite ok"
After a few more pleasantries and rules and regulations of living in her compound, she asked what I was doing. I told her I was into business and she asked to know if i was married. My negative reply brought the ghost of a smile to her face as she jokingly said, “my house girl is off limits oh,” to which I also jokingly replied, “don’t worry ma, she’s a small girl,” and looking into her eyes added softly, “I like older women.” Her smile widened and she changed the topic. She soon left me with the agent to work out other details, but I didn’t hear a word he said. My eyes followed my landlady’s departing Bottom and I could feel my long dick start to rise as I imagined burying it in the deep crack between her rolling buttocks. I didn’t have to wait long.
The next day as I was moving my things in, she was driving out to the market. She stopped when she saw me,so she called me over. As she wind down her window I could feel the cool air from her Ac but she was sweating slightly. She has small eyes and full African lips and was wearing a very low cut blouse.
My eyes trailed a drop of sweat down her neck and chest until it disappeared into her deep cleavage. Till today I can’t remember what she asked me. I was just saying “yes ma, yes ma”. Meanwhile my eyes could only stare incredulously at the huge succulent mounds between her arms as she gripped the steering. My oga downstairs was already nodding against the door of her infinity jeep and my heart was pounding loudly in my ears. All I could think was “chei!! See delicious woman!!,” wondering how those bosoms would feel in my hands. Suddenly I noticed everywhere was quiet. I finally looked up sheepishly to see her smiling at me with a coy look on her face. She said, “I said you should stop saying ma.
Call me madam Janet or just Janet, you hear?!” I said I had heard. She took my number and said she would call me later in the day. She gave me a long silent look with that ghost of a smile on her face and as she drove out I could hear her humming along to the radio which was playing wande coal’s “u want it, u bad.” I said to myself “e be like say this madam wan use me play sha.” I decided to chat up her house girl and learned that she had been married but her husband travelled abroad and she lost contact with him.
They had had a big fight and lived separately for two months before he left. She had three kids and the last one was in boarding school

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