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DOCTOR VS NURSE VS PATIENTS (18+) PART 1
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She unzipped her uniform, and it slipped off
her shoulders. I was mesmerized by the sight
of her succulent bôobs, standing up with the
pointed Tips. She walked towards my bed
and I didn’t hesitate to sU-Ck those big black
tips, while playing with them with my tongue.
Meanwhile I was busy grabbing her big arse,
massaging it, and I knew she was enjoying
it…..
I however slipped two fingers into her wet
pucci, playing with her cl!t, and she was
seriously m0an!ng like a dog on heat (hey,
she was a b?tch). She was seriously giving
off ringtones and didn’t hesitate to zip down
my jeans and grab my rock-hard anaconda….
And she bent down and slipped it into her
mouth, and she sU-Cked it and Licked it, and
it made my brain spin….
I couldn’t take it any longer, I slammed her
onto the bed, spread her legs apart, and
logged in the USB into the hub, pounding it
like iyan…..
“Oh, doctor, oh please don’t stop, yeah baby,
oh yeah babeeeyyy”
And suddenly…..
“Doctor lagusta, wake up ooo, your patient is
convulsing again ooo”
Oh good lord, so it was all a dream…..
I quickly checked to see if I wasn’t wet…..
I got up, washed my face, made sure my
erect prick was flaccid again, and I stepped
out of the call room….
“Yes matron, what is it again”
“Mrs bebeto is convulsing again ooo”
“Okay okay, I have heard”….
I had to start another regimen of magnesium
sulphate for this 7month pregnant patient
with ecclampsia…..
We wanted to try and stabilize her until the
baby is at least eight months, before we
bring it out ourselves….
I checked the time, it was 2am…. I just had to
stay with her till morning.
Being a house officer isn’t easy, as a junior
doctor, you are the first on call, you do all the
work, and you leave the hospital dejected,
sunken and scawny, with no babes to fvck….
The next morning, with little sleep, I had to
attend the morning review….
My registrar was a very lazy, and very dull
doctor, in fact I didn’t know how he passed
through medical school….
He was just giving me tough assignments to
do; chasing blood samples, checking vital
signs, urinary output, all that crap….
And those big-assed nurses didn’t help
matters too…..
Until I had to go to the post-natal ward….
And while I was checking the blood pressure
of a patient…..
“Hello, I want to use the
sphygmomanometer”
I looked up and saw a dark-skinned nurse,
not too fine joor….
“As you can see, I’m using it, so u have to
wait”
“Please be fast, I want to use it” she scoffed
rudely….
I was like “what’s wrong with this ugly brat”
I used style to sample her; her bôobs were
just average, but as she turned to walk back
to the nurses station, her yansh was the ish…
It was bouncing and jiggling under her nearly
transparent White uniform, and yeah she
wasn’t wearing p@nties….
I knew this was an advertisement, but I ain’t
got time for all of that, at least for now….
So i handed it over to her, she took it without
looking at me, and I left

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TRANSFORMATION OF A LESB!AN PART 1
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Franca was a lesbian and had been one for
over seventeen (17) years. She became a
lesbian when she was in JSS two in one of the
unity schools in the southwest. Her becoming a
lesbian was inevitable since her school was an
all girl school, a boarding and with plenty of
opportunity to enjoy the joys of Kittycat.
?She had noticed a girl in form three being very
attentive to her even when she was doing her
ablutions either in the mornings or at night. The
senior was very kind, accommodating and had
a listening ear. She always protected Franca
from the usual hashing experienced in boarding
schools. Franca also noticed that the senior
had many followers; some of the more beautiful
girl followed her around and there was this air
of leadership surrounding her. Other girls
jumped to obey her every words whether
spoken gently or harshly. In fact, there was
more urgency to obey when her words were
spoken softly. The senior’s name was Nike, a
tall, gangly girl with masculine like behaviour,
small Bosom and narrow hips. But there was
this aura of power surrounding her which was
unmistakable to see.
?Franca was a figure of womanhood and even
at twelve years had started showing signs of
womanly curves. Her budding Bosom were big
for her age and frame, her waist tiny and her
hips also a little too wide for her age. It would
definitely get bigger. She was a virgin but not
ignorant of what went on between men and
women. In fact, she had touched and brought
herself to an orgasm a number of times. She
loved watching X-rated movies, especially where
girls are eaten by other girls or by men. It was
a fantasy of hers to be eaten, eaten really
thoroughly. She had even touched herself a
number of times but was too timid to break her
hymen.
One fateful day in the second term of JSS two,
Franca decided to have a shower after prep
before the bell would go for dinner. While in one
of the cubicles of the communal row of
bathrooms, she heard voices and peeped out to
see. She saw Nike come into the bathroom with
about four girls in tow, all Unclad but with a
towel slung across their shoulders. It wasnt a
strange sight as that was how they all went
about in their hostel, afterall it was a mainly
female school. Franca withdrew her head into
the bathroom and continued with her shower.
She however
let out a shriek as she felt hands cupping her
buttocks from behind. She began struggling to
get loose from the hands but was over powered
as others joined and dragged her to the
bathroom corridor. She made to scream but a
hand was clasped to her mouth and her head
yanked backwards. The yanking brought tears
of pain to her eyes and she was force to look
up only to stare into the steely gave of Nike.
”hello beauty” Nike smiled at her motioning to
the other girls holding her hands to let her go.
Franca was released and made to get up from
the hard stone floor.
”Don’t” commanded Nike and Franca found
herself involuntarily obeying the barked out
command. Her heart was beating loudly but she
couldnt say a word as it felt as if there was a
force holding her captive.
”Don’t be scared. I have been watching and
observing you since you came to this school
and I find that I like what I see. I want you to be
one of my girls and I know you will also like it.
You do not have a choice as I have already
chosen you and nobody can change my will or
do anything about it, least of all you. You have
a body to die for and I know you will grow up to
become one beatiful woman. It would be my
pleasure to watch you transform from a girl into
a woman.” Nike said
Franca just sat there on the floor, knees bent,
hairless Kittycat wide open for all to see and
body glistening with the water still on her body,
helplessly.


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DIARY OF A BROKE PLAYBOY PART 1
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Konji is a bastard son of a thousand fathers.
So i was in a bus on my way to the market to
buy a trouser for church service. The next
day being Sunday and i needed to look good
for that girl that had caught my eyes since
the first day i saw her.
My Facebook messenger binged. I opened it
and it was my new Ghana girl. She said hi, i
said hello. We started our usual chats. I
usually don’t like going far with girls that i’m
sure wont be of any benefit to me. So our
chat was mainly about what she ate, how
she ate, the color of what she ate and who
cooked what she ate. You know the usual
Facebook chat.
So i decide to check out her Facebook
photos once more. I saw she had uploaded
new pictures. These ones were clearer than
the ones she uploaded in the past.
I seemed to notice that all her features were
clearer here and she has joined Facebook
bad gang. The ones that purposely flash their
b0s0m and booty at the camera. My Hot
mind set it.
So i decided to take the convo deeper.
Me: so what are you doing?
Her: I’m about to take my bath, u?
Me: well, am on my way to the market. So
can i join you in the bath?
Her: sure, i will increase the bath water.
Me: just pull off and wait for me.
Her: kk, I’m waiting boo……
………..
The convo got more kinky. My J0yst!ck had
already tripled in size. We were both enjoying
ourselves.
We were at the peak of it all when the bus
came to a halt. My J0yst!ck was still as hard
as olumo rock. I looked up from my phone
and everybody was alighting from the bus. I
noticed i had gotten where i was supposed to
get down. The conductor looked at me.
Me: I never reach my bus stop naa
Conductor: Oga na here we dy stop o.
I looked at him with sweat all over me and
observed my J0yst!ck,. In my mind i was like
“Oga go down naa”.
Only God knows how i managed to leave
there that day with my erection.
These days. I have learnt to pocket my phone
anytime I’m in a bus…


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DIRTY GAME PART 1
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This is a story of a confused guy. You can’t
afford to miss an episode.
Sit down and relax to enjoy my little effort on
this story.
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Gosh! It was almost 7:30am. I rushed out of the
bedroom, picked up a kettle, performed ablution
and prayed to the God. Only God knows if the
prayer was even answered or not because I
couldn’t concentrate on it. I rushed from there to
the bathroom; I took my bath, brushed my teeth
and dressed up for work. I marched out like a
soldier going for war. I got to the street where I
could get a bus to my place of work very fast but
it was quiet unfortunate that I couldn’t get a bus
on time and it was around 8:30am. I started
murmuring when I saw a bus coming. .
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“Station road”, I said to the driver. “maa bo”.
Which means “come”, the driver replied, is forty
naira sir. The driver said and I frowned at him,
but
didn’t alter a word. I got to where to drop, gave
him forty naira and alighted peacefully. I trekked
a little bit and got to the office. It was already
8:50am.
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“You are a bit late today”, said Mrs. Ola. “Yes
ma”. I replied.
It was not less than a minute that I took my sit
when Mrs. Akin entered and greeted everyone on
seat and came directly to me. She was one of
my bosses at the office before she was been
posted to another department. “You will see an
alert very soon. Granma is coming for clinic
today and the money will be needed to take care
of her”. She said. “Ok ma”. I replied. That was
not the first time of cashing fund through my
Bank account. It was so, because his uncle that
does send the money could only locate that bank
around him. After two minutes when she had
left, I heard a message sound on my phone. I
picked it and checked the message. Mtcheeew! It
was an unsolicited text message from my service
provider. I hissed and threw the phone on the
table with anger.
“Afeez, please come”, said Mr. Ayan. He was also
one of my bosses like Mrs. Akin. He counted
eighty thousand naira and handed it to me, with
a paper that had an account number, account
name and the name of the bank. “Drop it into
that Bank account”, he said. “Alright sir”, I
replied.
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Since Oxford Bank is not too far from Global
bank I was sent to initially, I decided to take my
ATM card along incase the money drop into my
account. I checked my wallet for the card but
couldn’t find it. I searched my bag and
everywhere I thought of, but I couldn’t find it. I
decided to zoom off to the Oxford bank. On my
way to the bank, I started tasking my brain where
I put the card and the answer appeared to me as
if I am a NTA news-caster who reads on the
screen. Oh, yah! It was in the pocket of a pair
trouser I hung in my wardrobe. I smiled. I
continued with the trek when I heard a deep
voice from my back…

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ADEBIMPE THE FACEBOOK GIRL PART 1
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Early february. I met adebimpe on
facebook as
a mutual friend to
one of my friends. One thing led to
another, we
started chatting
on BBM and early march, we started E-
dating.
3weeks ago, we
discussed on how we will see facially and
she
suggested to
travel down to meet me in akure if only I
can
send T.fare.
Adebimpe is a student of uniport so she
fully
based in PHC.
I was so happy that I started day dreaming
how the visitation will
look like, the romance, fun, love-making
etc. .
On the 14th of
april, I sent 10k into her account as Tfare.
She
called me to tell
me she got the money. And the travelling
preparation
began.
The D-day came. I have cleaned up my
room,
bought foodstuffs,
bought a new pack of CD., wen she
dropped at
akure garage, I
told her to pick a bike to my house
address
which she did, she
got to my house at around 5pm. I ushered
her
in, gave her soft
drinks and we were chating. Wen it was
6pm,
she shocked me by
telling me she has a cousin here in akure
and
that’s where she
will be staying throughout her 3days of
stay
and dat I shd visit
her at her cousin’s place the following day.
I
was so sad but I
didn’t show it, I faked a smile and walk her
off
to take bike.
I come dey reason am say “se na like dis
my
10k go waste?”.
The next day, I didn’t go to visit her and I
lied
that I was sick with
the mindset that she will come to my place
instead. But na lie,
all she could do was to call me and ask
after
my health.
That nite, I couldn’t sleep. I was just
wondering how silly I am. I
just put my fone in silence and forcefully
slept
off.
As I woke up around 6am in the morning, I
picked my fone and I
saw a text from adebimpe. Which says
“baby
u knw I will be
leaving today, wat time should I come to
visit
u so as to get my
return Tfare”. Chaiii, na so my head spark
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WRONG NUMBER PART 1
[Recommended From Me]
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My name is Isaac Oluwapamilerin
Daniella. Everybody calls me Pamilerin
except my Dad, who only calls me
Daniella.
I can classify myself as a good girl
because I was raised well by my
Parents. I’m not an introvert and I’m not
an extrovert either. Let me just say I’m
in between.
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Tunde and I are level mate, same
department. We’ve been very good
friends since 100 level. He’s the best
student in class with the highest CGPA
followed by me, making us the best two
student in class. By the time we got to
200l I realized he had feelings for me.
Truth be told I have feelings for him too.
The eye contact we exchange in class,
especially during practicals when we are
grouped together and all that but we shy
away from it.
What attracted me to him was the fact
that he was brilliant, tall and handsome.
I love brilliant guys. And all my male
friends back home are brilliant as well.
One fateful day, he told me after class
that he’d like to discuss something with
me. I was scared because I know what
he wanted to say.
He held my hands. “Pamilerin, I like you,
I know we are friends and all but I want
us to take this friendship to another
love”
“Another level! I don’t get you” I
pretended as if I don’t understand what
he was saying.
“I know you know what I mean, but if
you want me to say it out loud I will”
“So say it out loud”
“I want you to be my girl, I really like
you”
“I like you too but I don’t like the idea of
dating my class mate. We see each
other every day” I explained.
“That shouldn’t be a barrier, or what do
you think”
“I’ll think about it”
“Please do, I hope I’ll get a positive
reply?”
I just smiled at him. Tunde finally let it
out, and profess his love for me.
“See you tomorrow Tunde” I said and
walked away.
I came back from school and I met
commotion at my lodge.
“What’s going on here” I asked one of
my lodge mate.
“Its Bolu’s parent o they came to pack
her things”
“Why is that?”
“You won’t believe it, she has been
rusticated since 100l and she never told
her parent about it”
“That’s not possible, she do go for
classes, in fact I’ve met her in lecture
theaters severally and if during exams
we go for night classes together”
“She’s just acting o, she no more a
student of this school”
“Pamilerin, so you don’t know all this
while, I have known since” Another girl in
my lodge joined the conversation.
“Really, I never noticed, because most
times we even go to school together in
the morning”
“Her parents thought she was in final
year o, and she’s been collecting school
fees from them o.
“Na only school fees pain you, she even
collected #200,000 for project.
“Jesus! This is so unfair to her parents
nau
“Thank God for the good Samaritan that
revealed the truth to them”
“She even denied it, not until her parent
went to her so called department and
discovered the whole truth”
“This is so sad, She made a big mistake,
she should have open up to them or
better still use all the money she’s been
collecting to get a Jamb form and try
again.
“She wrote Jamb twice after she was
rusticated, but she was denied
admission”
“It’s not compulsory she stays in this
school, she should have opt for another
university”
“If she change university the truth go
come out na, you know the thing weh
pain me pass?”
“What is it?” I asked
“She’s the only child o, and she’s making
her parent suffer and waste money like
this”
“Eh ya, but its not to late, she can still
start all over again, I believe she has
learnt her lessons”
“If na my papa o, no school for you
again o. He don finish for you be that”
“That won’t help her, I believe she can
still start all over again, everyone
deserves a second chance” I said
Bolu’s parents were through packing her
things with the help of some guys. They
all entered into the car. Bolu was sitting
at the back seat. I walked up to her and
held her hand. While her Dad was still
doing one or two things in the car. I
seize the opportunity to have a word
with her.
“Bolu you don’t have to cry, tears won’t
repair all the damage. Just make sure
you don’t give up on your self”
“Thank you Pamilerin” she sniffed.
“You can start afresh, you can be
whatever you want to be. All you need is
determination”
“Thank you my daughter” her mummy
said to me.
“Its nothing ma, please ma, don’t give up
on her. I know how you feel right now,
but its not the end of the road for her”
“Thank you dear” she said
“Thank you, thanks for the advice, I’ll try
my best” Bolu Dad said
“You are welcome sir, I pray you and
mummy will reap the fruit of your labor”
“Amen” they chorused.
I faced Bolu, it’s not a crime to fall, but
the most important is too rise again.
May God be with you”
“Amen” she nodded, crying out loud.
“I will give you a call” I said
She nodded.
“Safe journey” I said and waved at them
as the car took off.
I went straight to my room and crashed
on my bed, I was tired and famished at
the same time.
I thought about Bolus case again, I really
felt sorry for her parent.


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SHE PULLED HER PANTS…. “I FVCKED” PART 1
(18+)
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“”Ushhhhhhhh… Ashhhhh”…. Take it easy,
you are hurting me.”
She sang into my ears.
What I heard was:
“Do it faster, I need it faster… Harder!!!”
Me just stepped on the pedal and pumped
away. I was hitting her deeply, paying with her
inner cacus. The sensation I was receiving was
really worth all the suffering I had gone through
just to get her.
“I will sue you for Molesting me o”
She said breathlessly as I turned her round and
began the canine style on her. Sue who? Me?
She never jam. I would be the first to sue her. I
know you guys might think I am crazy, but I am
not. Oya, let me rewind it so you will know why
I would want to sue her.
I had met her in an internet cafe. I was already
done browsing but the time still remained.
Internet cafe these days no longer install that
software that automatically shuts you down
when your time is over. It was really that good.
I lifted my head to look at the cafe attendant,
just to determine his position. He was seated
concentrating. Lol, my mind went back to when
I was a cafe attendant. All my spare time were
used in watching por’n online. I believed that
was the exact thing he was doing.
“How much is 30 minutes”
I heard a lovely voice said. I looked up again to
behold the loveliest face I had ever seen. She
was not fat and was also not on the slim side.
Just my exact kind of woman. I was perplexed.
Now, I wanted to approach her but my liver had
ran away from my body. It was just me, I and
my world.
She had settled down after purchasing an hour
of browsing time. I was watching her. The first
place she entered was facebook. I was excited.
I peeped and saw her name, searched for her
immediately and added her. She received me
almost immediately. I sent her a message.
“Hi, can I have your number please?”
She replied.
“LOL”
Bleep it. I was trying to put words together in
my head when…
“Oga, you time don finish o.”
Chineke. No problem. I was happy I had
established contact. What remains is to go
through her ABOUT and and find out if her
number is there.
I got home and could not sleep. I could not
even eat and I had sweat pouring all over me.
Wait, no mind that statement there, I am only
trying to sound poetic. I ate all I wanted, had a
perfect dream and was so relaxed my sweat
glands began protesting.
All through, I was busy thinking about this girl.
Her beautiful features. Her smile, don’t ask me
how I got to know how her smile looks. Owk, I
will tell you. When I requested for her number,
she looked at me and smiled. Which green light
green pass wetin she gimme abeg?
I got to the office on Monday morning and
quickly went to the history of our chats. Like
say we even chat many self. I clicked on her
name and whoosaa, her page flew open. I did
the first thing. Scroll through her pictures. They
were all stuning and I was busy clapping in my
mind. I had landed jackpot.
“Attai, why are you smiling like a fish na?”
My colleague asked me. I looked at him. He
was always this pastor type and me was
always thinking and feeling that he is a virgin.
Lol, a man being a virgin.
“O boy, na one babe wey I hammer o. Her own
don finish”
I replied him.
“See, Attai, you need to change. Following
women is not good. You have a bright future
ahead of you.”
He advised.
“See this man. Tell me say you no fuucckk pass
me for your past life na”
I asked him.
He just shook his head and wanted to walk
away. I stopped him with my speech.
“If na Jesus now, him no go give up on me like
you just do o. Your hell fire go so hot pass my
own because I go lay allegations for your head
on judgment day wella”
I said. He shook his head the more, like he was
planning to clear it.
“Attai, may God forgive you”
And in the catholic fashion, I replied..
“And also you”.
Now that is bad. I kept looking at the pictures,
imagining her lying on the bed Unclad. Her
would her Kitty-Cat look like? Kai, I was already
fuucckking her before I got my hands on her.
My dicckk from all those thoughts had become
as hard as iron and I ws sweating under the
AC. See me o. Me wey no sweat before, na me
wan begin sweat now, no lele sha.
“Attai, madam dey call you”
Me? Yesu, I don enter. How I wan carry go face
that woman now. See as my pole wire just
tanda dey salute my tight plain trouser. No ask
me o, I dey like make my trousers dey hug me
sometimes. Sha, the girls for my office don
teach me lesson. Anytime them see me, na to
dey look my preek.
“Ma, you sent for me”
I spoke in my oyibo-film induced English. Who
would not want to impress an American-trained
professional? Her English self and the way she
dey carry talk am make me know say Ishilove
and Princesa still dey kindergarten for Use of
English.
“Yes I did”
Imagine say na Queen Elizabeth dey yan this
one. You know how Englishmen dey speak their
English na. That kind Harry Potter them. Well,
Naija women wey school for America dey speak
Britannica, me wey school for Kano and don
watch all the American gangster movies must
speak like them na.


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MY 2 WEEKS AT IBADAN STREET PART 1 (18+)
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With Chika now in my life some of my S#xual
activities have been
stoped. My movement within the campus is like
if i am being
monitord by a ghost. Cos anytime i tried to do
some rubish i will
have this funny feeling that chika or something
is watching me.
As u already know it is not a secret that
something has started
going on betwen me & chika to my dad, mum &
sisters. But the
only thing they dont know is that chika and i
have started
bleeping. As a matter of fact my parents as at
then was still
thinking that their inteligent son is still a virgin.
As for my sisters
they knew that i date girls but they dont know
how serious.
Everybody was happy that i have a very
beautiful and promising
girl as a girlfriend. My dad will call two of us
and advise us. My
mum will do the same. They are already a
daughter inlaw in
chika. Chika never lacked cos she had my
sisters as her elder
sister and my parents as her parents. When her
parents came for
her maticulation they stayed in our guest room.
The dad didnt
want to come cos he traveld to states but my
dad made him to
shortn his stay. The parents spend extra 2days
after the
ceremony. Trust my dad & mum. They spoilt
the couple with fun.
But debby was not too happy about chika & i.
Not cos she was
jealous but she thought (as she told me) that
am too spoilt for
her sister and she cant stand seeing me
without wanting us to
fvck. She said she cant fvck her own younger
sister‘s guy. She
said her anger most is that she have known me
before her sister
and started fvcking me before her. Why didnt
she fall inlove with
any other guy but me. Debby blamed my elder
sister for
everything.
But debby and i bleeped for the last
time when she
came for her clearance prior to her service…
When debby came back to sort things out
before heading for her
nysc she came to our house cos as it stands
both families are
now tied together. When she came to our house
she wasnt
comfortable therefore she likes spending time
with some of her
old friends inside school. She only comes home
to pass the
night. She & my sister are good friends though,
they talk but not
as it should av been if i wasnt involved with
her. I have stoped
calling her aunty longest time ago & she never
for once called
me pinky except that last day we told each
other bye bye. That
day she came back with chika to the house.
Debby didnt go to
service with her mates i dont know why and
never cared to know
why. So when she came back with chika that
day. Chika & i
huged as usual there is nothing to hide there
every member of
both family knows whats up. She and chika
spend lots of time in
the guest room. Cos chika had afternoon
lecture that day around
12 debby walked her off. My sisters were in
school, my parents
were in their offices & i was alone at home
before debby came
back. Chika for once never suspected debby & i,
neither do my
sister & parents. After seeing chika off. Debby
came back while i
was sitted watching tv.
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