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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 |
Oga Wike is definitely hyperactive. This is not too good. |
It is a welcome gesture. It is long overdue. |
It is imperative that the executive order must be obeyed, but any violation must be prosecuted based on existing laws and by competent court of law. Is this the case here? |
Lord have mercy |
This is a good act from SERAP. Government must be transparent and accountable. |
Lord have mercy. |
Thank God for them. |
CROWDS in Berlin have clashed with riot cops during demonstrations to oppose measures intended to stop the spread of coronavirus. Police were forced to detain a number of people after large groups, which are currently prohibited, gathered in the city's central Alexanderplatz square. Crowds in Berlin have clashed with riot cops during demonstrations against coronavirus measures Protesters say that bans on protests breach their constitutional Germany has been relatively successful in containing the virus, with only 7,525 deaths so far, and is now in the process of easing its lockdown. All shops have been allowed to reopen, certain students are returning to school, and the Bundesliga, the top tier of German football, is set to resume. But there has been opposition to the measures that remain in place, which include social distancing requirements and a ban on gatherings of more than 50 people. Today saw a demonstration involving hundreds of people, and chants of “Wir sind das Volk!” [“We are the people!”] and “Freiheit!” [“Freedom!”] could be heard. Law enforcement attended the scene to disband crowds, with officers reportedly having to detain people and deploy pepper spray. Pictures showed lines of police with riot shields clashing with angry-looking protesters as well as people being dragged away in handcuffs. Berlin has seen numerous demonstrations against the measures in recent weeks. On April 25, when tighter lockdowns remained in place, around 200 people gathered in Berlin to oppose it, claiming that the measures violated their constitutional rights. Last week saw activists stage a socially-distanced protest in place of the marches that usually take place on May 1 for International Workers' Day. Last month, Germany's Constitutional Court ruled that citizens have a right to protest even during a pandemic so long as social distancing is practised. Speaking to Sun Online, Berliner and sustainability expert Sarah Eager said the protests were “unnecessary” and that the city already enjoys various freedoms which other European capitals currently do not. Similar protests have also taken place in countries around the world. ‘I WAS SCREAMING’Dad drops dead in front of wife after ‘drinking expired soft drinks’ In the US, many towns and cities have seen large public gatherings of residents, many of them armed, claiming that the lockdown is incompatible with the constitution. In Poland, there have been protests against the closure of the country's border because many residents move across the border into neighbouring Germany as part of their commute to work. https://www.thesun.co.uk/news/11586191/crowds-fight-riot-cops-demonstration-coronavirus-lockdown-berlin?utm_source=whatsapp&utm_medium=social&utm_campaign=sharebarweb
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Interesting story. |
Good one. |
Keep it coming. |
Nice update. |
My left hand went to work too. The fingers slipped under her jeans trousers and underneath the black pantie. The fingers gently rubbed the vulva, labia and the clitoris. I could feel her body stiffen as I did this. She made some humming sounds. It was a perfect mutual action. Her fingers were on my crotch while mine were on her pussy. I had good experiences with handling the female genitals, so handling and teasing her own was no big deal to me. She moaned to show her delight. Again her body stiffened, jerked and she let out a groan. I supposed she had reached her first climax. My hand left the pussy and moved on to her bust. I pulled the right cup of the bra down. The breast was perfectly firm and the nipple was erect. My mouth made for them. I rubbed my mouth over them and nibbled at the nipple. I could feel the warmth and the salty taste in my mouth. My tongue licked them the way I had never licked boob before. Her hand on my crotch intensified its act. It moved up and down the phallus, squeezing, rubbing, teasing and jerking it, all in alternate way. In some seconds to come, I released my seminal liquid in bated breaths. The discharge came in spurts and I felt sweet relief moving all over my body. Some seconds later, the enormity of what we had done hit me. I brought out my handkerchief, quickly cleaned up and wore back my boxer and trousers. In conspiratorial silence, she too cleaned up, pulled up her pantie and jeans. She also properly wore her bra and put on the pink shirt. All of a sudden, her previous complaint of stuffiness ceased as she completely buttoned up her shirt. I still had about thirty minutes before the lesson would end. Can I still give you some exercises? I asked. She shook her head. Her gesture showed that she had had enough for the day. It was obviously the end of the lesson. I soon left the room and the house. On my way home, I felt excited about the experience I had with Martha. 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. You can get full story @ https://okadabooks.com/book/about/the_naughty_sisters/32319 |
Another lockdown will be unfortunate, but then, people should comply with the safety guidelines. |
A uniformed security man I had seen the last time I was there opened the gate for me. He must have been told I was coming as he made no fuss about allowing me to enter the grand house. The maid told me Big Mummy was in her bedroom, expecting me. I went up to her room, knocked once and opened the door. “Good day, madam.” “Hello, Bayo.” This time, she sat at the dressing table, packing her hair. She was wearing another spaghetti and another bum short. She looked much younger than her age, much prettier and more attractive. From what I could see, she was wearing the second lacy bra (the beige one) that I had got for her. Her huge rack looked incredible with the heavily wired power-bra pressing those big tits together and upwards enticingly. I gave her a peck and sat on the sofa, staring at her. “I want to ask you a question,” she said. I looked at her in surprise. “Ask me any question, madam.” "Answer it honestly. Don’t you think I'm a fat and unattractive?" I moved closer to her, put my hands on her shoulders and looked intently into her eyes. "Ma’am, believe me when I say this; you are one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen. And God's honest truth, I'm not saying that because you're my boss or employer. I'm saying it because it's the truth.” I looked down at her sumptuous chest, the big swells rising and falling beneath her top with each warm breath she took. "Your breasts ... they're not just beautiful ... they're spectacular. I have never seen such nice breasts in my whole life. Maybe I’m full of exuberance, but that’s just exactly what I feel. What I've told you is the absolute truth. Please trust me when I say that." 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. You can get full story @ https://okadabooks.com/book/about/out_of_the_blue/30261 |
A uniformed security man I had seen the last time I was there opened the gate for me. He must have been told I was coming as he made no fuss about allowing me to enter the grand house. The maid told me Big Mummy was in her bedroom, expecting me. I went up to her room, knocked once and opened the door. “Good day, madam.” “Hello, Bayo.” This time, she sat at the dressing table, packing her hair. She was wearing another spaghetti and another bum short. She looked much younger than her age, much prettier and more attractive. From what I could see, she was wearing the second lacy bra (the beige one) that I had got for her. Her huge rack looked incredible with the heavily wired power-bra pressing those big tits together and upwards enticingly. I gave her a peck and sat on the sofa, staring at her. “I want to ask you a question,” she said. I looked at her in surprise. “Ask me any question, madam.” "Answer it honestly. Don’t you think I'm a fat and unattractive?" I moved closer to her, put my hands on her shoulders and looked intently into her eyes. "Ma’am, believe me when I say this; you are one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen. And God's honest truth, I'm not saying that because you're my boss or employer. I'm saying it because it's the truth.” I looked down at her sumptuous chest, the big swells rising and falling beneath her top with each warm breath she took. "Your breasts ... they're not just beautiful ... they're spectacular. I have never seen such nice breasts in my whole life. Maybe I’m full of exuberance, but that’s just exactly what I feel. What I've told you is the absolute truth. Please trust me when I say that." 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. You can get full story @ https://okadabooks.com/book/about/out_of_the_blue/30261 |
In Nigeria, people still talk about endorsing a relationship. He is an adult. Tell him what you think but respect whatever he chooses. |
Nice update. |
FirstbornWds:Thanks for your interest. You can go ahead. |
Jealousy kills a lot. Stay rational. |
RIP to him. Every body will die one day. |
It is laughable that Adesina is asked to resign because his bosses could not be sighed in the public. Those making that call should try to be reasonable. |
Thank God for that.
You have been doing a great job sir. Keep it up. |
As a matter of urgency , government should provide PPE. Keep safe, stay alive. |
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