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Literature › Re: Lovers On The Loose by CasNova(op): 10:45am On May 14, 2020

He could see Saidat standing on the first floor by the rail. She moved to him as he approached.

“Is he in the sitting-room?” he asked.

She shook her head. He was surprised. “Has he gone out?”

Again she shook her head. “This is where to go.” She held his hand and took him to the door of a room nearby. He stopped.

“Come on.” She held him firmly and entered the room. She then closed and locked the door behind them.

“What’s this?” He looked around the small room in surprise. It was obviously a store room. He could see piles of plates, big local stoves, big pots and some other cooking utensils.

The landlord’s wife was a caterer, so these must be her equipment. But why must Saidat bring him there?

“I can see that you are very busy with your lady,” she scoffed. “I’m angry at what you did to me and must be appeased. That’s why you’re here.”

“What! I’ve told you I’m sorry, but why here? Do you expect me to start washing plates now or what?”

“Oh come on. Who’s asking you to wash plates? We’re here alone, so go ahead and be a real man.”

He chuckled. “Saidat, you can’t be serious. Here? Here, of all places?”

“And why not?” she folded her arms across her chest in a feminine daring move. “The earlier you get down to it, the better.”

“But this place is not ideal. What if they catch us here?”

“We’ll be careful and nobody will catch us. And even if they do, we’re adults, aren’t we?”

He could see that her mindset was set. This was serious. She had tricked him. How could a young lady like her trick him like this?

Then he remembered that Tosin was waiting in his flat. Maybe he should just oblige Saidat and go back to his flat as soon as possible.

“Alright,” he said. “But we have to be fast about it.”

She beamed in smile. “So, what are you waiting for?”

He moved to her and held her waist. There must be pre-intimacy, first and foremost. He rubbed her waist and planted his lips or her. He kissed her gently but she stopped him.

“No, I don’t want you to be gentle. Try to be rough with me,” she said.

Now, that was an unusual request. Why would she want it rough? It was not his nature to be ‘rough’ so he would have to do something he had never done before. He brought his lips to hers, hard and deep.

She wanted more than that. Her hands went to the zip of his shorts and unzipped it. Not so gently, her fingers went to his boxer and rummaged inside. His phallus sprang into action as soon as she rubbed on it.

His right hand went to her boobs and fondled them. He remembered she wanted it ‘rough’, so he squeezed them. She pulled her mini skirt down. She wasn’t wearing a pantie, so there wasn’t any encumbrance there.

They were still in standing position. In that small room, they had to be. He turned her back to him. Now fully erect, his prick had to make the grand entry from her behind.

She parted her legs to make that easy. He gripped her waist and entered her. He started the thrusting movement without further fuss.

“Harder,” she moaned. “Harder!”

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Romance › Re: Lovers On The Loose by CasNova(op): 10:43am On May 14, 2020

Politics › Banditry: 23,000 Nigerians Sought Refuge In Niger Republic In April by CasNova(op): 9:34pm On May 13, 2020

Violence in parts of North-western Nigeria has forced an estimated 23,000 persons from the area to seek safety in neighbouring Niger Republic in one month, the United Nations Refugee Agency (UNHCR) has said.
The agency said the number of fleeing refugees from the region to Niger Republic has increased to more than 60,000 since the influx began in April last year.
PREMIUM TIMES had reported last year how 40,000 Nigerians had migrated to Niger as a result of killings and kidnap for ransom crises in Nigeria.

The UNHCR spokesperson, Babar Baloch, at a press briefing at the Palais des Nations in Geneva, on Wednesday, said since April 2019, 25 per cent of the refugees who fled from relentless attacks by armed groups came from Sokoto, Zamfara, and Katsina states of Nigeria.
The details of the briefing were made available via a statement sent to PREMIUM TIMES.
Mr Baloch said many of them have sought refuge in Maradi, the second largest city in Niger.
He said as a result of insecurity at the border region in Nigeria, an additional 19,000 Niger nationals have become displaced inside their own country.

The official also said the humanitarian agency is concerned about the influx of the refugees, “mainly desperate women and children, following the deteriorating security and attacks inside Nigeria’s Katsina, Sokoto and Zamfara states, also the risk of armed incursions spilling over into Niger.”

He also raised concern over the non-precautionary measures taken at the borders to check the refugees “despite border closures due to COVID-19.
“An estimated 23,000 people sought safety and security in Niger last month (April), as a result of the ongoing violence in parts of north-western Nigeria. This takes the total number of refugees fleeing that part of Nigeria to take sanctuary in neighbouring Niger to more than 60,000 since the first influx, in April last year.

“Since April 2019, people have fled relentless attacks by armed groups in the Sokoto, Zamfara and Katsina states of Nigeria. Most found refuge in Niger’s Maradi region.
“Fearing and fleeing the same insecurity in the border areas, an additional 19,000 Niger nationals have become displaced inside their own country.

“Many have also been caught up in the clashes reported being blamed on farmers and herders of different ethnic groups as well as vigilantism. Some 95 per cent of the refugees have come from Nigeria’s Sokoto state, rest from Kano, Zamfara and Katsina states. Mr Baloch said.
To address the violence, the Nigerian Air Force (NAF) launched operation “Tsaftan Daji” (Clean Forest), to flush out the armed bandits in the North-West. The army also has an ongoing operation in the region.

Various state governments in the North-west, including those of Zamfara, Sokoto and Katsina, are also negotiating with the armed bandits and have done prisoner swaps with them. The swaps have involved the release of arrested armed bandits in exchange for tens of persons kidnapped by the bandits.

President Muhammadu Buhari had directed the Nigerian Army to join the police to flush out bandits from forests around the country, particularly in Plateau and Sokoto states.
Relocation of Nigerian Refugees
Mr Baloch also said the UN is working closely with authorities in Niger to relocate at least 7,000 refugees to safety.
He added that the UNHCR would continue the biometric registration of refugees to better assess their social needs.

“We are working closely with authorities in Niger to relocate at least 7,000 refugees to safety, in villages 20 kilometres away from the border, where water, food, shelter, access to health and other essential assistance can be provided. This will also enable to ease the pressure on host communities in border areas, where basic infrastructure and services are lacking.

“UNHCR needs to continue biometric registration of refugees to better assess their needs and lead the humanitarian response. Discussions are also ongoing with the authorities to recognize on a prima facie basis the refugees fleeing Nigeria and arriving in the region.”
Violence far from Lake Chad crisis
The UN said the violence in the region is not directly linked to armed groups operating in the Lake Chad and in the Sahel.

It, however, added Maradi to other areas in Niger struggling with insecurity, including in Diffa, Tillaberi and Tahoua, a situation it said was further straining humanitarian actors’ financial resources and their capacity to respond.
PREMIUM TIMES had also reported that a London-based research group, Conflict Armament Research (CAR), in January revealed arms used in the farmers/herders conflict in North-West Nigeria came from the same source as those used by the terror group, Al Qaeda, in Mali and other Sahel countries.

https://www.premiumtimesng.com/news/top-news/392595-banditry-23000-nigerians-sought-refuge-in-niger-republic-in-april-un.html

Politics › Here Comes A Presidential Baby-sitter By Farooq Kperogi by CasNova(op): 8:55pm On May 13, 2020

Here Comes A Presidential Baby-Sitter By Farooq Kperogi

In paper, Professor Ibrahim Agboola Gambari’s choice as Buhari’s Chief of Staff is so far the regime’s most luminous appointment. Gambari is undoubtedly one of Nigeria’s most credentialed and globally visible citizens for whom the position of Chief of Staff to the President is actually a positional, even symbolic, downgrade.
Ordinarily, the office of the Chief of Staff to the President is informal, discretionary, and of no consequence. Its inconsequence is underscored by the fact that the constitution does no recognize it and does not require the president to appoint anyone to perform its duties. That was why Umar Musa Yar’adua didn’t have one.

The only reason the position of CoS to the President has become uncharacteristically visible in the last five years is that Buhari is both too cognitively incapacitated and too splendidly incompetent to function as president, so he needs a proxy or, as I pointed out in my April 22 status update, “a babysitter, a political and intellectual babysitter.”

As a military dictator, Tunde Idiagbon was Buhari’s political babysitter from 1983 to 1985. The late Salihijo Ahmad’s Afri-Projects Consortium (APC), was “the sole manager of the PTF projects,” according to Ray Ekpu’s June 5, 2018 article titled, “Petroleum Trust Fraud.” In other words, Buhari couldn’t even manage a government agency as small as the PTF without needing babysitting. Of course, most people know that since 2015 until his death, Abba Kyari was Buhari’s proxy.

Mamman Daura, on whom Buhari is intellectually and emotionally dependent, “created” Abba Kyari for Buhari but Kyari later grew into a Frankenstein that almost devoured his “creator.” Daura wants no repeat of that and sees a potentially dutiful factotum in Gambari who was Buhari’s external affairs minister from 1984 to 1985.

He seems like a person who would do a good job of concealing Buhari’s cognitive and mental infirmities from the public and from government officials, which is what the position of CoS to Buhari has now been reduced to.

Although Gambari has intimidatingly impressive academic and professional credentials, he has no reputation for lofty, high-minded principles, which explains why he would even accept this position, which relegates rather than elevates him.

He defended IBB’s ruinous invalidation of the June 12 presidential election, justified Abacha’s heartrending judicial murder of Ken Saro-Wiwa and other Ogoni activists, and, according to the New York Times of Oct. 5, 1997, opposed something as innocuous as a planned renaming of a New York street after the late Kudirat Abiola who was murdered in cold blood by Abacha’s junta, which Gambari served.

He also evinces what I call the overzealousness of the identitarian periphery, by which I mean people who are on the margins of a desired identity tend to go overboard to assert their membership of that identity in order to impress people who are rhetorically constituted as the core of that identity.

Gambari is an Ilorin prince, but his middle name (and the name by which his close family members call him) is Agboola. “Ibrahim” is just for show. Although he traces patrilineal descent from the Fulani, he is culturally (and obviously genetically) Yoruba and doesn’t look anything like a Fulani man, yet Yoruba people won’t accept him as one of them.

He’s on the geographic, symbolic, and cultural fringes of western and northern Nigerian identities, but he identifies as, and indeed is, a northerner. People who know him say he works excessively, if quietly, hard to prove his “northernness” through exaggerated subnationalist gamesmanship of the kind that someone from Kano or Sokoto with a similar educational and experiential exposure as he would find a little too extreme.

People like that are often happy and willing tools of puppeteers who come from the identity they want to be seen as central to but to which they are marginal. My sense is that he won’t be nearly as powerful and as influential as Abba Kyari was for as long as Mamman Daura is alive.

The only silver lining I see is that he probably won’t be as lazy as Abba Kyari was. Kyari was an indolent, self-absorbed presidential gatekeeper who allowed files that required urgent presidential attention to gather dust and who attended only to issues that feathered his nest.
I hope Gambari would at least bring his considerable experience to help lubricate the rusty wheels of governance even while doing the bidding of his benefactor(s).

http://saharareporters.com/2020/05/13/ibrahim-agboola-gambari-presidential-babysitter-who-won%E2%80%99t-be-powerful-abba-kyari-farooq

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Properties › Re: Lord's Chosen Enugu Church Building’s Collapse Imminent As Flood Wreaks Havoc by CasNova(m): 5:19pm On May 13, 2020

That building is sitting precariously.

It is better abandoned.

Literature › Re: A Thorn in the Flesh 2 by CasNova(m): 4:04pm On May 13, 2020

Nice one.

Literature › Re: Out Of The Blue by CasNova(op): 12:30pm On May 13, 2020

Her bottom lip trembled as my eyes remained locked on hers, letting her know everything I said came from deep within my soul.

"Oh Bayo, I love you so much."

She pulled me close and hugged me tightly, tears of joy running down her face. I slid my arms around her and held her warm soft body against me, letting her find the comfort she so badly needed within my loving arms.

"I love you too. Really, from the bottom of my heart, I do."

After I said that, she squeezed me tighter, and I let her cry. Why exactly was she crying? Was it because of the joy of finding a man that seemed sincere and could say those wonderful things?

Or could it be that she suffered so much insecurity with her first husband and was now delighted that a man was saying those wonderful words?

Whatever was the case, I kept cool. My arms were around her body and I gently stroked her shoulders until her tears finally ceased. She slowly composed herself and pulled herself back from me, a warm smile starting to spread across her tear-stained face.

"Oh Bayo, you must think I'm so silly," she said as she wiped her eyes.

"No, I'd never think you were silly."

Her smile became broader. As I'd been holding her, those huge soft boobs of hers had felt wonderful as she'd pressed them against me. Now that she had calmed down a bit, I felt happy I could elicit so much emotion from her.

"Are you okay now, Madam?"

She wiped her smiling face once more and nodded happily.

"Bayo, thank you so much."

I gently rubbed my right hand on her back. She raised her head up and I stared into her eyes. I needed no further prompting than to go for the kiss. Her lips were soft, warm and sweet. I felt the delicate wetness of her sensual mouth as her tongue slid between my lips and she feathered it into my mouth.

As my tongue sought out hers, she slipped her arms around my neck and pressed herself against me; the huge swells of her breasts feeling deliciously soft and full against my own firm body.

This was no longer the quick thankful peck of a madam to her son; no ... this was a deep passionate kiss between lovers.

She made a sound that sounded like a purr as I slipped my hands down onto her full round behind and pulled her close to me, my quickly stiffening prick rubbing against her abdomen. I pressed forward with my tongue, and she softly sucked our dueling tongues back into the warm recesses of her own mouth.

I wanted her right then and there, and I knew from the way she had kissed me that it was going to happen again, but I wanted to see her in some of the new things I had purchased first. I thought this might have to wait for the other things I'd gotten her, but I needed her now.

After the last time, I knew I wasn't going to have any problem giving Big Mummy multiple loads. With what I had for her later, there was no way my cock wouldn't be snapping back to attention.

Complete story available @ https://okadabooks.com/book/about/out_of_the_blue/30261

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Romance › Re: Out Of The Blue by CasNova(op): 12:28pm On May 13, 2020

Romance › Re: All That Glitters by CasNova(m): 12:19pm On May 13, 2020

Nice update.

Literature › Re: The Naughty Sisters by CasNova(op): 7:08pm On May 12, 2020

No one could ever say you raped her, my mind said, as there was no coital penetration or actual sex. But another part of my mind was full of recrimination.

You shouldnt have done that, it said. What if her mum or dad ever got to know? What if they got you arrested?

I shrugged the feeling of guilt off. Was Martha a child? Under the law, was she not qualified as an adult? If she decided to marry right away, would she be broaching any law? Was I violating any known edict by engaging her in adult game? She was a young adult for Gods sake.

* * *

I got to my Alapere residence few minutes to eight in the night. Bola, my lady friend was already at home, cooking in the small kitchen. Hello, dear, I greeted.

"Hi. How was work?"

"Fine. It was quite hectic, but I thank God."

She was wearing a bum short and a spaghetti top. I changed to casuals too. Some minutes later, she was through with the meal. We ate the beans and fried plantain in silence.

I didnt really like beans but she gave me many reasons to like it.

Changing into what she wore meant she would sleep overnight. She used to do that once in a while and it was always a welcome gesture. After the meal, we rested for a while before retiring to the bedroom.

I held her lovingly as a prelude to love-making but she stiffened her body.

"Theres an urgent matter we need to discuss," she said.

I sighed. "What urgent matter is that?"

There was a slight pause. "I must say I dont like the way this relationship is going."

Oh, here we go again, I thought. "What do you mean?"

Again, a pause. "I don't like the fact that you only regard me as a bed-mate. I dont like the fact that you see me only as a sex object."

I sat upright on the bed. "But, thats not true. How could you say that?"

"Really? If it is not true, how come any time I visit you, the most important thing you desire is sex?"

I shook my head. Even if it was true, I would not admit it. "But that is not true. Ive always loved you."

"Hmn," she scoffed. "If you're right, and you know you are, prove it."

"You mean I've not been proving my love to you all this while?"

"No. Theres a simple way to prove it: fix a date for our wedding."

I suspected all along that that was where she was going. Oh, dear Bola.

"I see. So, fixing date for our wedding is a proof of my love, abi?"

She nodded, like a girl desiring something sweet to placate her. I quickly went into thoughts. What would I lose if I fixed dates tentatively for the engagement and the wedding?

It was not as if she was not a good lady. She was pretty and homely. So far, she looked like a good wife material. All the same, I was quite scared of making full commitments.

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Romance › Re: Out Of The Blue by CasNova(op): 6:46pm On May 12, 2020

phemy36:
You are a good writer

Thank you.

Romance › Re: Obsessed by CasNova(m): 4:58pm On May 12, 2020

Nice update.

Romance › Re: A Thorn in the Flesh 2 by CasNova(m): 4:37pm On May 12, 2020

Nice episode

Health › Re: Hakeem Odumosu Distributes Face-Masks To Violators In Lagos by CasNova(m): 10:51am On May 12, 2020

A good gesture. Police is your friend.

Literature › Re: All That Glitters (18+) by CasNova(m): 10:18am On May 12, 2020

Nice episode.

Romance › Re: A Thorn In The Flesh by CasNova(m): 10:08am On May 12, 2020

Nice one

Romance › Re: Living In The Dark (18+) by CasNova(m): 9:49am On May 12, 2020

Nice update.

Literature › Re: Living in The Dark (18+) by CasNova(m): 9:47am On May 12, 2020

Interesting episode

Romance › Re: All That Glitters by CasNova(m): 9:44am On May 12, 2020

Nice one.

Literature › Re: Scents Of Lust by CasNova(op): 9:33am On May 12, 2020

When she returned dragging it into the corridor, it was obvious that Vivian was planning to stay a while. The bag was as big as Vivian and it was heavy.

"She insisted on packing it herself so I don't know what she's taking," Ireti said.

"Vivian, do you have clothes or toys in the bag?" Bukky asked.

"Both."

"What about your toothbrush and pajamas?"
"Of course I have those. I'm staying
overnight."

"Do you want to sleep in Mummy and Daddy's bedroom tonight or do you want the guest bedroom?"

"I want to sleep with you, Mummy."

"Then let's put your bag in our room. We need to take our showers before Daddy gets home so we'll be ready for dinner."

"Okay."

Bukky carried Vivian's heavy bag up the stairs and into the bedroom with Vivian following closely.

"What do you have in this bag, young lady?"
Vivian opened it. "These are my clothes. I brought shoes and my soap and shampoo."
"What are those cans?"

"I like energy drinks so I brought two cans for us. It's easier to eat take the drinks like we had last time."

It was very hard for Bukky not to laugh. There must be enough clothes for a week and four pairs of shoes. The shampoo bottle was huge. In the box were five of her favorite books. No wonder the bag was so heavy.

"Do you want my help with the shower or can you do it yourself?"

"If you can make the water okay, I can wash myself."

Bukky turned on the water and adjusted it while Vivian undressed. She stepped into the shower and soaped herself like she'd done it many times before.

"Do you normally take a shower at home or a bath in the tub?"

"Victoria lets me decide. I do both. If Grand pa is helping me, I take a shower. He doesn't like cleaning the tub."

"Yes, I don't blame him. Can you dry yourself or should I help?"

"I can do it."

Bukky undressed and removed her makeup while Vivian washed her small body under the flowing shower. Bukky was surprised at how thorough she seemed to be, even when shampooing her hair. Her grandparents had done a superb job teaching her.

"Here's a towel, Vivian. Let me jump in while the water is warm."

Five minutes later, Bukky emerged refreshed and squeaky clean. Vivian was waiting for her.

"Mummy, when I get big, will I look like you?"

"No, you will be much prettier than me."

"I want to look like you."

"Sweetheart, you will always have fair skin and light hair. I will always have darker skin and black hair."

"Did you know my first mummy?"

"I'm sorry but I didn't know her."

"Victoria said she was very nice and that Jesus took her to live with Him in heaven."
"I'm sure your Victoria is right."

* * *

Onome, Roli and the guys arrived at the Zuddy restaurant and bar, just a few doors up and across from Mama Caro’s joint.

After several minutes of banter on what they wanted. Football players always went for the heavy meat, and he was hungry.

Roli asked, "Ike, why did you pledge Goldies Club? I'd think you football players are too busy with your sport and trying to stay in school than to fool with us."

"It was a tough decision but I needed some comic relief from all the studying and practice. Dele and the brothers seemed to be a fun bunch of guys."

"Speaking of fun," Dele said, "Dayo's been talking about the video all week. He said you're doing it in multiple sessions starting Monday. He and Bayo had some hard words about it When Nike was over this week."

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Romance › Re: Scents Of Lust by CasNova(op): 9:32am On May 12, 2020*

morose. What a big mess I had created for myself. But I must find a way out of it. I would not just sit down and lament over what had happened. I would give Lola some days and I would call her. I was sure she would be calm enough to be mollified. Then, my mind went to Zaina. I should have been disciplined enough not to start an affair with her. The same applied to Kate. What was I having to do with these women for God's sake. I would have to take some exigent decision: I would stop relating with Kate and Zaina. They were birds of a feather and they would do me no good. The money inducement part which Zaina introduced should not be a trap that I would fall into. I should be content with Lola and go ahead with my plan to marry her. * * * The following day, Sunday, I was indoor through out. Needless to say I was still sore with myself. I had called several times, but she would not pick my call. I also sent messages to her which were not replied. Towards evening, Kate called me. "How did it go with my

Literature › Re: Lovers On The Loose by CasNova(op): 8:46pm On May 10, 2020

Why was Saidat acting as if she owned him? The earlier she understood that everything between them was casual, the better for her.

At the close of work, Tosin came to meet him.

“I’ll be coming over this evening,” she said.

He smiled at her. “You’re always welcome, Tosin darling.”

Truly, she left for her place but soon came to meet him in his place. To his surprise, she came with a luggage.

“I’ll be staying here for a while,” she announced.

Just like that! She did not even discuss with him that she would like to move in. his heart raced.

Tosin’s seeming permanent stay would affect many things. One, it would foreclose any reconciliation between him and Gloria.

Two, it would mean he would no longer be able to bring any other lady to the house. Three, it meant the relationship between him and Tosin might go deeper than he had envisaged.

“Do you have any problem with that?” she asked, staring at him.

“Oh, no, no.” He tried a smile. “Of course, you’re welcome. My home is your home. You are welcome, my darling.”

He kissed her to show that he had no objection whatsoever to her stay.

“Now, we have to eat something,” she said. “I’m famished.”

“Yeah, I’m hungry too.”

“The idea of eating out is not the best. I’ll be cooking henceforth.”

He seemed pleasantly surprised. “That will be a good thing.”

“Yes. But for the evening, we will eat the food I brought.”

“You brought food?”

She nodded and brought a food flask from the polythene bag she had brought along. Inside the flask was jollof rice and fried chicken.

She took it to the kitchen and poured the content inside a plate. She put two forks and two spoons there. They would be eating from the same plate. She put the plate in a tray and was back in the sitting-room.

They soon started eating.

“You prepared this?” he asked unnecessarily. “It’s very delicious.”

“Thanks.”

As they were eating, the bell rang. He had to suspend the eating. “Excuse me, let me see who’s at the door.”

He moved to the door to open it and was surprised to find Saidat there.

“Hello,” he greeted.

“Hi.” Even from the doorway, she could see the lady visitor that he had eating at the dining table.

“I … I have a visitor,” he said. “Come in.”

“I just came to tell you that the landlord will like to see you.”

“Hmn? No problem.”

She shrugged. “Bye.”

He nodded. “Bye,” he replied in a mumble. Saidat turned and left. Well, that was quite dramatic of her. Not too long ago, her tone was caustic on the phone.

Now, she behaved as if nothing had happened and she had only come to deliver the landlord’s message.

He returned to the table where they were eating.
“Who and what was that?” Tosin asked.

“It’s the landlord’s daughter. She said the father will like to see me.”

“Landlord and their palaver,” she hissed as she continued to eat.

“Maybe NEPA has brought the electricity bill,” he opined.

The remaining part of the meal was done in silence. After she cleared the table while he went to get two bottles of malt from the fridge. He was just putting them on the stool when she rejoined him.

“You enjoy yourself,” he said. “I’ll go and see the landlord. He stays upstairs.”

She grinned and nodded. “Okay.”

He left his flat and went to the staircase. He could see Saidat standing on the first floor by the rail. She moved to him as he approached.

“Is he in the sitting-room?” he asked.

She shook her head. He was surprised. “Has he gone out?”

Again she shook her head. “This is where to go.”

She held his hand and took him to the door of a room nearby. He stopped.

Full story available @ https://publish.okadabooks.com/book/about/lovers_on_the_loose/31373

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Romance › Re: Lovers On The Loose by CasNova(op): 8:44pm On May 10, 2020

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