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[quote author=D.Ella.luv]U've Bn eating too much Dts y ur leg s bigger,patiently waitn 4 John's episode[/quote]lol, I wanted to write about John, but then I recalled I haven't written much about Henry in a while and Taofeek too.. So I focused this update on them, the next one would be on John and Jummy (I have some crazy ideas planned 4 dem). And the irony is I haven't been eating much o .. I rarely have appetite to start with

Feyifahm: Y wld u reserve ur update na?am a silent reader nd I love every bit of ur work.

lol.. I was just kidding.[quote author=nazie@diamond]Christar,if u jst try dat tin way u wan do,I go jst kidnap u nd u no wetin e mean na #smiles#[/quote]lol.. I don't know o

fobit: wow...really love this..i love the suspense and twist in this story ..keep doing the good work

yes ma! I'll do my best

Aghagba: Ehen,u chase samuel out of ur house make i cry.abeg ma "no means NO.*IN JUMMY'S VOICE*

lol.. So u r still following this story after all my Bleep ups?

immortalvoices: FINALLY!!!

Chistar does this username ring a bell to ur hearing?

*covers face* not really... Mind refreshing my memory?

Shinyjay: Wow Chistar is a knock out specialist when it comes to suspense & intrigues in his stories!!! This man is a real talent!!!! Seriously watching out for you in the future cos I see a great literature awards coming your way and also many of your stories becoming best selling books adapted into multi award wining movies.........Bless you bro

so its official... My head has bursted e gba mi oh!!! Ori mi o!!! Thanks bro, but calm down with the flattery next time oh

dolly dolly: I av been reading silently throughout. U are really doing a nice job n to think dat u are still a student. U are simply good.

hmmm... Thanks ma .

tamaraebi: Chistar.........I must confess Uve gat mi anticipating for more nd more nd more. Nice work though

hmmm.. Thanks, your username is weird in a good way, reminds me of a book I read *lips zipped*. Chamera. (If u don't get it, don't bother)

ladyfeli: Coming home afta an annoyingly lng n stressful dae to find an update DAT eased d tension is enof to sae tank u. Or don't u tink so?

hmmm... Okay oh! U r welcome and its all my pleasure , thanks 4 reading too.

ARareGem: It would be really interesting if Taofeek doesn't have it easy with his job-hunting. It would be very interesting.

lol... Don't you trust me? Did you think he would just get a job like that? He has to suffer oh as far as m concerned!!!when m done with him, he would regret coming to nigeria self .. Stupid boy, we are aspiring to leave the country and he is running back to Nigeria... Lol.. Just kidding o

Teenuolah: Christar where art thou?

*waving hand* see me here!!!

bquin2all: He went to Aba 2 luk for updates...
Hold on

ol.. Aba ke? U wicked oh.. 4rm lag to aba? ;Dl

barbiesexy: update update update update...aggrrrrhhh...I dntlike wot u re doing o?

sorry sweety.. I've updated ma

tescoleps: Na wa 4 u oo Chistar. Jst wen i decided 2 come out of ghost mode, u no wan update. Patiently waiting sha.... Nice story though.

lol.. Welcome to the land of the "non-ghosts".[quote author=Readone3.5L]Sweet [/quote]thanks bro!!! .

Okay, I have no idea why m excited this morning... But I woke up this morning with a smile and you guys crossed my mind so I picked up my phone and started typing (didn't have the power to start booting pc ) and then I checked you guys endless comments and I couldn't help but grin, so people missed me? ... I hope you guys enjoy this episode. Good morning by the way. And happy weekend.

Where is mz chistar? Ms spaq? Clemzy? Chuksemi? And all those my "people"? ... M missing u pipo o

EPISODE 36 A

"Bow down to me and I won't destroy your land!" A man on a horse said. He was of the black race and had a funny looking piece of metal on his head which was assumed to be a crown.

"Never!!!" The person he was talking to screamed in response, "my people would rather die and bow down to you!"

"Hmmm... Very well then. You shall all perish before night fall!" He turned back to his second in command who was patiently waiting for an order and said the three words he had been waiting to hear in a while, "Kill them all."

The second in command just smiled and bowed in response. He looked over his shoulder to have a quick glance at the millions of blood thirsty soldiers who were ready to kill and with the loudest voice he could conjure, he screamed, "attack!!!"

And then Henry stepped in and screamed, "cut!!!" Just like that, the lights were turned on and the actors on the stage all stood and turned to wait for Henry's directions.

Henry glanced at his wristwatch, "take ten you all, when we come back, we would stage the war."

The actors all mumbled words of agreement and stepped out of the stage to rest and so other stuffs before the shooting continued.

Henry on the other hand turned went to the extreme right corner of the studio to seat. A table and chair had been placed there and it was his supposed office during the shooting of the movie. TOP believed that giving his office in his studio would make him think more about the movie and produce a better content.

After making slight adjustments to the script and handing it going through it, he raised his head and starred at the door of the studio. He was worried. Zainab was supposed to be here and she hadn't even passed by once. Was she avoiding him? He asked himself but immediately responded in the negative, he had done nothing wrong yet so there was no reason for her to avoid him.

He decided to go and check on her in her office for the second time that day.

He dropped the scripts and the little microphone attached to his shirt and headed to her office. He got there soon enough and instead of knocking or entering straight up, he stood at her window for a while, just admiring her.

In the real sense, she wore a dark green skirt which could be mistaken for black if not looked at properly and a light green top with a sexy looking dark green jacket to match. She initially wore black heels but after considering the discomfort it rendered to her, she removed it and replaced it with a flat she had brought from home. Henry notice all this and even more noticed that she was concentrating on her phone so deeply that she didn't even notice he had been standing at her window for nothing less than five minutes.

He thought clearly of his approach, he could approach angrily asking her why she wasn't present at his shoot or he could go in warmly and crack a couple of jokes... He decided to go with the latter.

He knock just once and without waiting for a response he barged in to the office. "I've always wondered why women loved to stress their selves. Why bother where a high heeled shoe to work if you would change to a flat once you get to the office?" Henry asked as he walked to the chair.

Zainab was startled at first but almost immediately gained her compulsure back, "I've always wondered why you don't ever wait for me to invite you in when ever you knock. You just barge in, you may as well not knock at all..." She mischievously replied.

Henry wanted to fire back but Zainab response had put in on a tight spot and he had no reply, he just smiled and changed the topic. "I was expecting you at the studio but you never showed up?" He said in a tone that made it seem more like a question that a regular statement.

Zainab quickly sent Boniface a "cwyl," message which meant Chat With You Later, and dropped her phone. Without any argument or mischievous reply which Henry had expected she stood up and said, "I'm sure you still have thirty minutes left, so let's go."

Henry remained in his seat, looking surprised.

TO BE CONTINUED.

PS: http://sochistar./2013/12/07/b•i•t•c•h-job-seeking-episode-36/ < click on that to read the full epiosde on my blog now.

I didn't run away guys, just preparing for school oh! Was at the market almost all through yesterday looking for my size of shoe... I didn't even know when my leg grew so big

*following*

Chistar is here.

[quote author=Incredible.me]Hmmm. COMBINATION.... 3210...
Chistar this must be a peculiar number. Better prepare well o. Cus i go ransack ur rum b4 u cum back. 3210 shebi, no qualms. ;-)[/quote]lol.. Good luck with dat ... It myt even be my atm pin... The problem is u wud never see the card

ladyfeli: Tank U

what are u tankn me 4?[quote author=sкчscrαρεr™]This john guy is hell-bent on having jummy. I just hope he doesn't do something crazy!! Thumbs up chistar[/quote]hmmm... Lol, we never can tell what a desperate guy can do... Thanks bro.

@u all reserving ur comments... Well done oh, maybe I'll start reserving my updates too so dat it wud be 1-1

[quote author=D.Ella.luv]Chased samuel out,mayb l8r open d backyard door 4 him,or beta stl create a room 4 him insyd hs wardrobe


ehee chistar,I haff cash(catch)u 2day,u no dey wash regularly abi
#wash 2day wear 2mr#[/quote]buahahahahahahaha *covers face* , see why I need a babe or better still, a wife... Interested?

Teenuolah: Hehehe Christar, okay no wahala sha. I COMMENT MY RESERVE

lol.. Better comment it oh

aso ebi: Singing in Drake's voice *** Started from the bottom now i'm here***

This is the first time i am commenting in the literature section in-fact i hardly comment on nairaland or even log in..... sochistar u da bomb!

I'm honoured sir

EPISODE 35

After a quick shower, Taofeek quickly dressed up in a black pant trousers and purple long sleeve packet shirt, he indeed looked really smart even with out wearing the matching jacket of the trousers.

He sat on his bed in the guest room of Zainab house and pulled the trolley box he had brought with him to Nigeria closer. He turned the box in a way it lay on its back and then input the combination: 3210, with a sharp click, the box swung open.

Just like he knew exactly what he was looking for and where exactly it was, he lifted two pair of jeans and a polo shirt then brought out the mini suitcase which laid under the clothes and then went ahead to unzip the top layer of the box and brought out a brown file that was almost as thick as a regular James Hadley Chase novel. He sighed at the sight of the file and peeped inside the file as if to confirm the contents. Satisfied, he closed the box and push it back to the former position then he picked up the file and pull out all the documents in it.

The file contained about eight copies of his C-V and many other documents... Both originals and photocopies. It was obvious he had already sorted his credentials earlier.

He took four copies of his C-V and a couple of some important documents he guessed he might need and then placed them neatly in the suitcase which he had already opened down. He stood up, dropped the file and the remain contents on the bed-side table and picked up his suitcase. He had a quick glance of himself at the mirror and nodded in approval as he saw he looked like someone who meant business.

He left the house leaving the key under the doormat with a note on the table for Zainab which said: I am off to look for a job, I don't know if I'll be able to make it home tonight so I'll call you if I can or can't later on.

* * * * *

Sitting in his office, behind his desk, Boniface grinned as he saw a new BBM friend invite. He had emailed Zainab his pin few minutes ago so all arrows pointed to the conclusion that Zainab was the one who sent the invite.

His office was in every definition of the word elegant. Every piece of the wood in it which included the chair he sat on, the table and the bookshelf at the corner, was Ivorian. The entire floor of the office was tiled with a dark brown cheetah skin patterned tile and the ceiling wasn't the usual white ceiling plates but some assorted plastic-like ceiling plates which only made the office look like it was owned by a very wealthy oil mogul.

Boniface accepted the invite without any hesitations and sent a "hi " message to her which Zainab replied immediately. He grinned at this and then plugged his phone to the charger which was always plugged to the wall socket, the last thing he need now was his battery to run down.

He leaned back and replied with: I'm pretty good, how about you?

"I am fine." Zainab replied.

Boniface shrugged at the reply which seemed kind of cold, but he didn't let that get in his way. He decided to play it slow then went ahead to ask her about her night, day and stuffs like that, within minutes, they were chatting like they have been friends for years and even Zainab couldn't help but notice how fun he was to chat with.

Just when she least expected it, he sent a message that she had expected but was still somehow surprised.

"Can I take you out for dinner tonight?" He asked bluntly.

* * * * *

Jummy was more of shocked than surprised. She had been on her computer working since and John didn't call, but the moment she decided to open the ring box he suddenly called, it didn't seem like a coincidence but she couldn't think of any other explanation.

She contemplated on picking the call and came to the conclusion that it was best she didn't pick it but after four ignored calls and a text message which said: please pick up, with a sad smiley attached to it, she changed her mind and picked up.

She kept quiet.

"Hello," John said in an expressionless tone.

"Yea? What's it?"

"Have you checked the box?" John asked.

"Yes I have, and I'm going to send it back to you as soon as I have the time to."

"No... No... Please don't. Just keep it. I bought it as a gift for you and it won't be fair if you return it." John said and Jummy could sense he was literally begging.

"I'm going to return it, and that's final." Jummy said unmoved.

John sighed, "errr... Jummy."

"What?!" She yelled.

"Can I ask you for a small favor?" John asked politely.

"No you can't John! I did a lot of favors for you and look at where I landed. Please I don't want to have anything to do with you again, and if you are so dumb that you have figured it by now, the reply to the deal you proposed is no... Capital N O!!!." Jummy replied screaming, the veins on her neck were already protruding and it was highly obvious she was pissed, "goodbye and please don't call..."

"Wait!" John cut in, "please don't hang up yet. I really need to talk with you, just once, please Jummy. If all the times we spent together meant anything to you please say yes, I just want to talk."

"Talk? Talk about what? So far you have been doing all the talking, its my time to talk and you still want to talk more?"

John didn't quite get what Jummy meant by that, she was beginning to sound like a heart broken teenager rather than the adult she was.

"Jummy, I love you! I'm willing to do anything just to spend five minutes with you."

Jummy bursted out in an uncontrollable laughter. "Love me? Do you even know what love means?!"

"Yes! I do. And that's why I need to talk to you to tell you and show you how much I love you."

"John, please don't make me laugh too much before my lungs start to ache. You know nothing about love, I gave you my all in all and you treated me like trash, is that love?" Jummy asked, suddenly feeling the urge to cry.

"Jumoke, I love you and would do anything for you. For starters, I've chased Samuel out of my house."

That got Jummy's attention.

"What did you say?" She asked in a lower tone.

TO BE CONTINUED.

PS: I know this update isn't long too, just that I had to do some heavy laundry this morning since I'm hearing strong rumors about UNIPORT drawing out of the strike and I don't want to be caught off guard.

barbiesexy: bros try dey mke ur update long abeg...nice 1 though but y does it always ends Wiv John? I hate DAT guy

lol, and few weeks ago u people were doing #teamJohn.

Melancholy: Chistar,am following like ever, just make it longer cos am oliver twist.

lol, yes sir!!!!

Bolugurl: nyc 1 bro....abeg update ooo. nyc 1 bro....abeg update ooo.

hmmm... Is it just me, or do I just don't like when a girl who isn't my blood sister calls me "bro?" ... Thanks tho sis [quote author=nazie@diamond]Chistar,na 1 full page u wan type ni!!!!do update na no dy dull person 4 here na!!!![/quote]lol... So u follow dey wait? Oya no vex, I go post the update now now...

gandyluv: haba chistar,,,dis update short nw

ahh, sorry ma.. I'll try n increase it later .

Daniel2802: continue ur work man.

I'll do my best sir.

Chimaritoponcho: why am i having this feeling that jummy is gon take the offer huh!

lol... U'll have to just watch and see na .[quote author=Readone3.5L]haba chistar,,,dis update short nw
You try bro [/quote]Lol.. Thanks bro.

Good morning guys... #TYPING NEW UPDAtE.

EPISODE 34 B
Zainab saw the message and ignored it at first, then looked through her schedule for the day. She observed she had nothing important to do that morning so she picked up her phone and replied: "hi, how are you?"

Somehow, she was certain she was in for an interesting chat.

* * * * *

Jummy stood there for a while, starring at John with hate in her eyes. After talking to Zainab, she had come back to to her senses and was even disappointed at herself for even considering John's offer in the first place.

Who knowing venture into such a situation knowingly? She asked herself in silence.

"Hello! Are you still here?" John asked as he observed Jummy had no plan of replying him anytime soon.

"John, what are you doing here? How did you even get in here?"

"Hey! Calm down now. One question at a time." John said smiling. "Firstly, I'm here because I wanted to see my girlfriend and hopefully wife to be. And secondly I got in here through the door obviously, I told the security guard I'm your brother and I just came back from the states and wanted to surprise you. Of course he wasn't interested if I came from the moon or the sun at first, but after I gave him a few thousand naira notes, he directed me to your office and even offered to serve me coffee or tea." John concluded and smiled that kind of smile someone smile when he or she has achieved a great thing.

Jummy wasn't impressed. "John, stop playing games with me and tell me what you are doing here," she said, trying her possible best not to raise her voice above average.

"Hmmm... You seem really tensed up. I'm I making you feel uncomfortable?" John asked.

"Yes you are actually. And I'll appreciate if you leave my office right away."

"Why are you acting so cold towards me? I thought you love me and..."

"You though wrong!!!" Jummy cut in suddenly raising her voice, "now if you don't mind, I've got some work to do and would really appreciate if you use the door now!"

John was speechless, he didn't need to ask her if she had made a decision about the deal he proposed as her actions said it all. He reluctantly stood up from the seat and from the inner pocket of his suit, he brought out a small case and dropped it on Jummy's table. He walked past Jummy and whispered in her ears, "that's for you, just a small gift and I'll call you later on to hook up and talk like old friends... I guess I was unreasonable and have been quite unfair to you."

Jummy wanted to tell him to pick his gift but for some reasons, she couldn't say anything.

John walked out of the office and Jummy walked to her table. She used the intercom to call the chief of security office and within minutes he was in her office. She sternly warned him never to let John into the company again.

She pushed the small box into the waste bin beside her table and went straight to work. She worked for thirty minutes straight. Settling accounts and rating progress of GNP over other network providers in various zones. But then curiosity wouldn't let her be and she found herself searching the waste bin for the box.

She found out and with a deep breath she opened the box only to see the most beautiful stone she had ever seen in her life.

It was a ring with a huge piece of diamond which glittered like the stars at night. The ring was without any doubt really expensive and would have cost even John a great fortune to buy.

Jummy wasn't going to be swayed by just a ring so she made a mental note to return it to him before he started to get mixed signals. She hated that she had to return it though.

Suddenly, her phone went alive and started ringing as someone called, she glanced at her phone screen and speaking about the devil... It was John once again.

TO BE CONTINUED.

Teenuolah: Wow! Finally, i'm here. Wish i could av a taste of that bread and akara.
Christar, you've got a nice piece here *following*

lol.. PM, I'll text you the directions to Iya Uche's shop.

Vivi01: beautifull write up i love d twist .

thanks Babes.

@eyezik, ella luv, Mcwebber - thanks guys, I appreciate the patience and love. .

NEW UPDATE IN A BIT.

EPISODE 34A

Love is like a very large circle. We can run away from the spot where our "special one" is but at the end of the day, we would definitely go round the circle and come back to that spot where our "special one" is.

* * * * *

Zainab walked straight to her office as soon as she arrived at TOP. Her to-do list was already on her table and she couldn't help but nod in approval with the thought of how efficient Michael, the intern was. She had been at TOP for more than a week now and so far, she hadn't any cause to question his ability and efficiency.

She dropped her had bag on her table and brought out her phone from it before sitting down. She quickly launched her phone browser and did some random browsing, checking out sochistar's blog and some gossip sites, before checking her email. It was filled with spam messages as usual so she sighed as she scrolled through it looking for anyone of the messages that didn't have a spam-like subject of sender's email address and then she saw one with the simple topic: "Hello", obviously a spam message wouldn't have such subject so she clicked on it and patiently waited for it to load.

At first, it didn't seem like it was going to load due to the bad network, so she quickly switched on her 3G on the phone and within seconds the message opened and it was from the least person she had expected.

The email was short and precise: "Hi Zainab, been a while I heard from you and I could have called but I somehow lost your phone number. Anyway, I just wanted to check on you and how you have been faring since the case with your ex-husband ended. Kindly reply back. Boniface."

As soon as Zainab read the message she check the date it was sent and saw it was sent just that morning so she knew she didn't need to apologize for replying late.

She clicked on the reply button and typed: "Hi Boniface, I never really got to thank you properly for your services during the case and I'm sorry about that, I just couldn't wait to get over Richard and move on to other things that are more important. Anyway, I'm faring really well and thanks for your concern. I hope all is well with you too."

With that, she dropped her phone and picked up the to-do list to examine it. And just as she was going through it, a knock at her door startled her and without her replying, the person walked in to the office. It was Henry.

"Hey!" He said in an excited tone.

"Hey you!" Zainab replied, not exactly sure about what she was supposed to reply.

Henry walked towards her desk and asked "can I sit?" But before she could actually reply he planted his ass on the sit and smiled at Zainab. He seemed to have something mischievous in his mind, but Zainab couldn't pinpoint it.

"What's so exciting about my face this morning?" Zainab asked looking confused.

Henry giggled, "nothing, you look great. Good morning by the way."

"Morning." Zainab replied coldly, anxiously waiting to know what was in his mind.

"How was your night?"

"Fine." Zainab paused for a second as if she was thinking of a continuation, "I would have asked you how your night was but that would only waste more time, can you tell me why you are grinning this way? I'm not really comfortable with it."

"You like to cut to the chase right? Alright, let me play it your way. Do you know what today is?" He asked.

"Errr... Friday?"

"Yes! Exactly. And do you know what tomorrow is?"

"If you want me to teach you the days of the week just say so instead of using this weird style," Zainab replied irritably.

"Okay okay! Calm down. Well tomorrow is saturday and its a weekend..." Henry replied and grinned more widely than before, he expected Zainab to get his point by now but the look on her face told him other wise.

He sighed. "Tomorrow is our date! Remember? You and I... Go out? You even suggested you brought your friend, Jumoke along."

And that was when Zainab got the whole joke. "Oh! So that's what making you so excited?"

"If you were in my shoes and had the opportunity to go out with the sexiest female celebrity in the country, won't you be excited?" He asked.

Zainab hated flattery, but this somehow got to her and she felt her cheek grow red. "I'm not sure Jummy would be able to make it anymore," she finally replied.

"I would loved to asked why but I'm not really sure I want to know."

Zainab smiled, he just literally replied the same way she had replied him earlier. He sure had a good sense of humor and that was a pluse on his part, Zainab thought.

"So where are taking me to? I need to know what to wear."

"Don't even bother asking me because I won't tell. I initially planned on taking you to the movies since Jumoke was coming along but now that its just you and I... I have a more special place in mind."

"So how am I to know what to wear?" Zainab asked alarmed.

"Zain, even if you wear a pant and bra to a dinner party, you would look sexy and really attractive in it so just dress simple and try your best not to out dress me too much," Henry said with a wink and before she could think of a reply, he left her office leaving her stunned.

The led on her phone, blinking a red light snapped her back to reality as it flashed on her eyes. She picked up her phone and saw it was email alert. She opened the message and saw it was a reply from Boniface which said: "I'm glad to know that you are faring well, and about my well being, I'm fine or that's what I'll like to believe. You are on BBM right? Add me up @ 7*******, maybe we could chat better. That is if you don't mind though."

Zainab contemplated adding him up but after weighing her options and coming to the conclusion that she had nothing to loose, she went ahead to add him and he accepted the invite almost immediately, as though he was waiting for it.

"Hi ," he sent her immediately.

TO BE CONTINUED.

PS: click http://sochistar./2013/12/03/b•i•t•c•h-is-boniface-back-episode-34/ to read the full episode on my blog now.

Sorry for the long wait, it took a while before the ideas stared flowing .

So yes! I'm going to be free for the rest of this week so I'm going to resume updating often from now. I apologise for the silence, and would have given an explaination, but do you guys care about my flimsy excuses or do you just want to read a fresh episode? Don't bother answering that. Just know that from now till friday, I'll post as often as possible.

Thanks 4 ur understanding.

Typing new update.

EPISODE 33B

Taofeek sighed, "I guess I'll look for a job, I have a really heavy and hard to resist C.V so I don't think that would be a problem and I'll be out of you hair in no time," he said with a warm smile.

"Nah, I don't mind you staying," Zainab said and her brother gave her an inquisitive look, "as long as you do some little chores of course." She added and they both laughed out loud, Taofeek had expected her to say something like that, they sure knew their selves well, if they weren't siblings, they would have made the perfect couple.

"So what's up with that your friend, Jumoke?" Taofeek asked, "she looked like a kid who her mum had just seized her favorite toy." He added.

"Oh! That? She just had some men issues, she has gone now anyway."

"Okay." Taofeek started grinning widely and winking at Zainab.

Zainab smiled back, "what is it now?"

"So who is Henry to you?" He asked in a mocking tone grinning widely than before.

Zainab giggled and stood up from his bed, "I've got to rest, I'll need to wake up early tomorrow morning." She said avoiding the question and walked out of the room as Taofeek laughed out his ass, and rolling on the floor.

* * * * *

8:00AM, FRIDAY.

It took Jummy several tossing and turning before she finally decided to stand up from her bed. With one glance at the wall clock, she knew she was late for work already and no charm can change that so she mentally decided not to rush, after all, what was the point of being an assistant manager if she can't go late to work at times?

She went straight to the sink at the bathroom and pasted her toothbrush, she looked at the mirror at the front of her and saw her eyes were both swollen already due to excessive crying the previous day, she paused for a bit but almost immediately continued with brushing her teeth..

When she was done, she removed her pajamas and dropped it on the floor before sliding under the shower. In no time she was done with freshening up and here came the trick part, she realized she was hungry.

She put on a black jean and red top, then picked up her car keys and walked out of the house, she need to go and get her breakfast since there was nothing cooked in the kitchen and cooking that morning wasn't even an option considering her current emotional state.

She drove to the third avenue from hers and cruised into the road, she stopped at the front of an 'akara and bread joint'. They air in the environment was distinctively different thanks to the appetizing aroma of Iya Uche wonderful akara.

Jummy stepped out of her car and wasn't really surprised by the small crowd that seemed to be increasing by the second.

She walked past the people who were already there straight to Iya Uche and leaned closer to her, "abeg give me two hundred naira akara and eighty naira bread." Iya Uche turned to see who was talking and saw it was her long time customer, she smiled and nodded as Jummy went back to her car to wait for the akara to fry well. She had sliced bread at home, but there was something about the agege bread Iya Uche sold, it was as if it was baked specifically for the akara she fried and until you eat the two together, you won't get the complete satisfaction it gave.

As Jummy waited, an unexpected but familiar figure jogged passed her car. She opened her door immediately to make sure it was who it was.

Wearing a short and arm less top with an electronic device that was probably meant to calculate the distance he jogged strapped to his waist, Taofeek looked more like the ideal kind of model sugar mommies would pay anything for.

"Taofeek!" Jummy called out to him as he passed by.

He didn't reply until the third call, he stopped abruptly and turned back to see Jummy waving furiously at him.

He smiled and jogged back to the car, "hi, what are you doing here?" He asked.

Jummy just pointed at the Iya Uche's joint across the road in response and smiled, "I'm sure Zainab didn't cook before she left for work so I insist you join me." Jummy said.

"Errr... You don't have to worry, there are some eggs and more than enough bread at home," he replied.

"Did you miss the part I said I insist?" Jummy smiled, "you are my friend's brother and I think it would be only right to host you properly, and trust me when I say this bread and akara is more that proper. Wait a minute." Jummy said and walked to Iya Uche, she instructed the woman to double the order and Iya Uche did as instructed, she packaged it and gave it to Jummy. Jummy handed over a thousand naira note to Iya Uche and asked she kept the change, Iya Uche was more than excited, the change was more than twice the original price.

Jummy just smiled and walked back to her car, "hop in, we are going to my place to eat. I think you've had more than enough exercise this morning."

Taofeek just smiled and hopped into the car, he needed the company and from Jummy's description of the meal, he was curious to taste it.

In less that five minutes, they were in Jummy's house and ready to eat, Jummy had brought a full pack of an orange juice and two glass cups.

The both sat on the dining table and went down to business, devouring the meal. Taofeek was more than impressed with the akara, he hadn't tasted akara in years and for a first time in a long while, this was surely nice.

"So how long are you staying?" Jummy asked, trying to start some petite conversation.

"Errr... I'm based here now." He replied.

"Oh! You are tired of Canada too just like Zainab?"

"Not that, I just want to try other options," he replied, for some strange reason, he was free while talking to Jummy.

"Hmmm.. All this ajebor children, you people left yanky to come and suffer with us in Naija, so stupid." Jummy replied with a grin.

Taofeek was sure about what to say next so he just smiled and changed the topic, "how about you, do you have to go to work this morning?"

Jummy became alarmed, she had forgotten she still had to go to work that morning, "oh shoot!" She exclaimed and ran to the bedroom to prepare, "when you done eating you can leave, don't worry about the mess, I'll take care of that." She screamed from the room.

Taofeek laughed at how weird Jummy was, how was it possible she forgot about work? He thought and just sighed. He packed half of the remaining akara and poured it into the bread nylon. He intended on continuing his meal when he got home.

"I'm going!" He screamed before he left the house and boarded a bike to his house.

One thing was sure, he definitely like Jummy's character.

* * * * *

Jummy finally got to work by 10:00AM, which was earlier than she had imagined, she had thought it would be around 12 or maybe 11 at least.

She walked straight to her office grinning for no reason, the day had started quite well and she was optimistic about the rest of the day, but that was all about to change as she walked into her office.

She was confronted with the one person she didn't want to see.

He sat on her seat crossed his legs, he had a wide smile on his face and Jummy could believe she had once thought that smile was warm and nice.

"What are you doing here?!" She literally yelled.

"Hello sweety," he replied sounding threatening calm.

It was John.

TO BE CONTINUED.

Babie Ghagha: thanks chistar.but dis update is small o.u ar meant to compensate us by givin us update dat is up to page o.anyways we will manage

shey? I'll compensate u guys once I can

Edipee: Nice story. Pls take note of this error. "she looked like a Kid 'whom and not who' her Mom just seized her favorite toy". Keep it up with regular update. Thanks.

hmmm, thanks 4 pointn that out. I'll do my best.

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hmmm, told ya to wait a bit. About the notifications, I'm so sorry about thatt.

naomy911: i be won marry u b4,i don change my mind cos u no won dey update again.

lol, marry me ke? Let mz_chistar catch you

Sheenor: Yea sure......and tanks 4 da update.......wil visit yur blog 2 complete da storie............buh stil don't 4get combck here oh....

sure thing na.

I apologise for the delay. Didn't really have the time to type and when I had the time, I was too tired to think and type, hope the wait was worth it?

PREVIOUSLY ON BABE IN TOTAL CONTROL.

"Well, as you can see, I'm bisexual, I was born this way and I've gotten used to it, Samuel is purely homosexual though and he doesn't mind me dating and screwing the opposite sex." - John.

"John, what's wrong with you?" - Jummy.

"See, don't take this to another level oh," - John.

***

"You never told me you have any siblings." - Henry.

"You never asked," - Zainab.

"Nothing, you didn't tell me you now have a personal security guard or is he the new boyfriend?" - Taofeek

***

"well, John and I spent yesternight together at my place." - Jummy.

"Hmmm, so you guys finally did it? I was starting to think he was gay self, which normal guy has a girlfriend with your type of curves and doesn't make a move?" - Zainab.

"Sorry to burst your bubbles but nothing happened." - Jummy.

"Jummy, don't do this," - Jummy.

***

"I can't loose her just like this." - John.

AND NOW...

EPISODE 33.

Taofeek, the ideal model. Average height, that kind of height that makes one not to be able to say for sure if the person in question is tall or short. He was originally fair in complexion but due to excessive tanning he now had a mexican light brown skin. His accent was purely American, the only thing Nigerian about him was his name and probably he way of thinking, apart from that, one would easily guess he was a foreigner.

When Zainab had decided to migrate to Nigeria, he had been the only one who had supported her, all her friends had begged she stayed, get a good job, husband and start a family of hers in Canada, even her parent had once suggested she went to do a sanity test to know if she was okay mentally.

"Zainab, you want to leave all off these?" Her father said to her on the last day of her stay in Canada, spreading his hands out wide and moving it round to signify the magnitude of his house and Canada as a whole. "You really want to leave all off these for a country where there isn't even stable power supply?"

"Daddy, I've made up my mind. I'm Nigerian, and not can change that no matter how many years I stay here in Canada." Zainab replied with a tone of finality and watched as her father left her room disappointed. The truth behind the whole migration was the fact that Zainab wanted to be taste independence and see how far she can go all by herself, staying in Canada meant that she would end up in one of family's company as a Manager, in her words, "that was too easy."

Her dad instructed the drivers not to take her to the airport, so she had wanted to call a cab when Taofeek stepped in and offered to drive her to the airport, through out the journey, he had asked her just one question. "Zainab, are you sure about this?" And of course, Zainab had replied in the affirmative, that ended their conversation.

Zainab had gotten to the airport fifteen minutes later and after thirty long minutes of queuing, she was on the plane.

Looking back all of these, Taofeek smiled at how well his junior sister had progressed, she had become such a popular actress and tv personality that her shows and movies were aired all over the world, Canada included.

A sudden, but continuous knock at his room door snapped him back to reality.

"Come on in," he said directly since he was more than certain it was Zainab and he was right.

"T-Maze, what's up na?" Zainab said with a wide grin, T-Maze was a nickname she coined for her brother with the "T" meaning for Taofeek and the "Maze" meaning how complicated and never straightforward her brother could be.

"I'm fine, how your life dey?" Taofeek said in his admirable American accent, Zainab chuckled at how funny he sounded, mixing pidgin and queen's english in one sentence, he joined her in laughter.

Zainab then walked closer to him and sat by the bedside. "So, seriously, what's up?" She asked with a straight face.

"I've answered you before, I said I'm fine," Taofeek replied, still smiling.

Zainab wasn't surprised by his reply, she knew he was never straightforward, "okay, so to what do I owe this august visit?"

"Actually its October, not August and do I really have to have a reason to stop by my sister's house?"

"I don't know what you people at Canada call 'stop by' but here in Nigeria, you don't call traveling from Canada to Nigeria a stop by, its called a journey."

"Yea yea, whatever." Taofeek replied and laid on his bed.

"Taofeek, I'm serious here. I'm elated to see you here but what exactly are you doing here, don't you have a company to run or something like that?"

Taofeek kept quiet.

"Taofeek na! You are killing me with suspense here, how can you just show up at my house by this time of the night without informing me and with such a small suit case like that," Zainab said, pointing to the trolley bag which leaned on the wall comfortably, "I deserve to know." She concluded.

Taofeek turned to face Zainab and replied, "nothing is wrong Zainab, just like you, I want to taste independence, I'm tired of father looking over my shoulder and patiently waiting for me to do something wrong so he can scold me. For crying out loud! I'm a man! A fully grown man and dad still treats me like a twelve years old all because I'm solely dependent on him."

Zainab sighed, she now knew her decision of leaving Canada few years back was the right decision, "so you just packed up your things and left?" She asked.

"Not really, I told a few friends, and I'll call mum later on, to tell her about my whereabouts because I'm sure she would be dead worried by now."

Zainab didn't know what exactly to say, she knew her brother was complicated but this his action had given 'complicated' a new meaning. She started weighing all her options mentally, checking the loose ends and precacautions, after a long period of silence, she finally broke the silence, "so what do you plan on doing now?"

TO BE CONTINUED.

PS: Click on this link > http://sochistar./2013/11/28/b•i•t•c•h-jummys-delima-ii-episode-33/ to read the complet episode on my blog now.

*runs into thread* *dodges stones and knife*

NEW UPDATE IN A BIT.

Nice work kay... Really nice work. I guess at the end of the day, the wait was worth it. Looking forward to you next story. Wish you good health and I hope this story doesn't just end here on NL as "once-upon-a-time," try your possible best to atleast compile it as a book and sell.

Nice work kay... Really nice work. I guess at the end of the day, the wait was worth it. Looking forward to you next story.

*peeps into thread, sees a couple of people still viewing even though I haven't updated in a while.* *smiles*

Hi guys, I really apologise for not posting in a while, but as informed you guys in one of the earlier posts - the updates consistency would reduce due to work, I made statement of a "three times a week" update. I can't tell you which exact days I'll be posting because the rotation at work varies, jus know that I'll alwas make sure I type and post on my off days.

To does who just joined the chistar's/ babe in total control, @barbisexi, hermajesty and others- you a highly welcome to d family.

To does who cared about my story being pirated, @madawaki, hardie and others - I really appreciate your care and concern but I've given a few fb pages and blogs the permission to copy this story, please, uf you spot the story anywhere on the internet, kindly inform me here an the home thread and I'll either approve it or not. I run a plagarism check as often as I can but then again, I'm not perfect and might miss some things, so you guys should please keep on helping me out, hopefully, I'll be able to show my appreciation in terms of material things, other than just words.

To does who expected school life ebook this weekend, sorry oh, but I didn't have much time to proof read it and type new updates at the same time, so I'm currently reading it at a slow pace.

To does who subscribed to the mtn naija life stories package, I'm still open to feedbacks, I got a few last week and attended to them but I still expect more.

To does who have been checking my blog daily - thanks, I recently passed the 25,000 mark on it. I'm seriously working on bringing a new series to sochistar, so watch out for it.

@winnie - lol, I dint really read the story that's why I didn't drop a comment. I was just scanning through, but now you have said it, maube I'll go and fully read it.

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@shollarie - bestsellers? I look forward to it too and I believe it would happen someday. But you know Nigeria doesn't really give too much attention to writters and their book so I guess its going to take a time... But we are getting ther, by God's grace.

@enigurl - alright, I understand, face your studies and let reading my stories be a sideline thing or just a hobby .

@ASUU - una never tire to dey strike? A full semester gone and u pipo are still striking, I done dey tire oh.

And that being said, tomorrow is my off day at work so expect a brand new episode with a "previously" to rephresh you guys memory.

PEACe.

Errr... Guys, I gave kemmystry the permission to copy the story, we have an agreement already so please don't go to the fb page and "Para" for them. Thanks for you guys concern, I really appreciate , don't worry, if I catch any page or blog that copies the story without my permission, I'll let u guys know .

About today's update, its my shift at work so couldn't type this morning as usual, I sincerely apologise.

And by the way, my real name is Stephen Osaji, Michael Odoh is just a pseudo-name.

PEACe.

Ms Spaqs: Emm *coughs* Chistar you 4got to mention a certain username that starts with Z

tinahrex: hehe.....you read my mind,waz 'bout writing dat

Candis009: Hahahaha.. Was tinkin sme too
errrm.. U guys shuld leave hm o,I tink he wants to tackle it personally

[quote author=D.Ella.luv][/quote] lol, see all these amebos oh! Wait oh, am I the only one who can obviously see that's a scam message? I've got like a million of similiar messages in my spam box, I even wrote an article on it on my blog... U shud check it out

@Mz_Chistar(f) - guess u just have 2 wait, watch and see .
@promzee4d - errr, thanks 4 commenting, I appreciate.
@Melancholy(m) - hmmm, chronological settings? Just wanted to try something different.
@OMA4U(m) - I did.
@Clemzy16(m) - hmmmm.
@Cykik(f) - John is into Jummy and has strong feeling for her, her so therefore doesn't want to loose her, but he isn't sure about loving her... Yet.

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Jummy sighed and stared at her feet, "well, John and I spent yesternight together at my place." Jummy started.

"Hmmm, so you guys finally did it?" Zainab said with a mischievous grin, "I was starting to think he was gay self, which normal guy has a girlfriend with your type of curves and doesn't make a move?"

Jummy rose an eyebrow in surprise, she mentally gave herself a knock for being so blind, even Zainab who wasn't in the relationship noticed. "Sorry to burst your bubbles but nothing happened."

"Nothing? As in nothing nothing?" Zainab asked, emphasizing on the nothing.

"Err.. Not entirely, we cuddled and did some really naughty things but didn't do the koko."

"Oh! You were forming and playing the hard-to-get card on him?" Zainab asked and tapped Jummy on the shoulder jokingly, "you are one naughty lady."

Jummy didn't smile. "Actually, I wanted him but he was the one who refused, he said he wanted us to get married first."

"Awwww... A nice guy. So romantic." Zainab replied and blushed for reasons she didn't even know.

"Would you just let me land!" Jummy yelled, she was getting irritated as Zainab cut in after each statement, it was hard enough that she was literally reliving the whole incidence by telling the story and Zainab wasn't making it any easier as she made the story seem longer.

Zainab was taken aback by Jummy sudden outburst, but she knew Jummy only acted that way when she was damn serious, "okay, I am sorry oh, I won't say anything again."

"Better!" Jummy replied and with a really low tone, she went ahead to tell Zainab almost everything, from when she got to John's house to the deal and just as she was about to tell Zainab about the statements Samuel made before leaving the room... Kpa!!! Zainab slapped her.

* * * * *

9:45PM, Same night.
At the other side of Lagos.

As John undressed in other to have a shower, thoughts of earlier that day crossed his mind.

He was now wondering if he handled the situation properly or was just being a slowpoke. He had discovered he was bisexual in high school when a certain friend of his who was purely gay made a move at him.

It so happens that the friend and him used to sleep on the same 'six inches boarding school sized bed' because John bed has been stolen. He was new to the school and didn't even know it was possible for beds to be stolen, but after his was stolen... He obviously now knew. So the friend had been so nice to let him share his bed with him until the new bed which he called his parents to send arrived.

They were both lying on the bed one faithful night when John's friend started. The friend placed his hand on John's shoulder then slowly started to caress it, slowly moving up and down. Due to John's tender age and ignorance, he didn't find anything wrong with this so he let the friend continue and to the best of his knowledge he assumed his friend was just being nice since it was a cold night and the feeling he got from his friend made him slightly warm.

The friend took the risk and slided his hands all the way down and grabbed John's butt. John was startled, and was convinced beyond any reasonable doubt that squeezing the butt had nothing with keeping someone warm, "what are you doing?" He asked.

"Nothing, just playing with you." The friend replied, "or don't you want to play with me?"

John considered the fact that the friend may throw him out of his bed if he said no and besides he knew it was a weird kind of "play" but he ignorantly said yes since he didn't see anything wrong with it and that was how it started, the friend advance to caressing John's whole body and even kissed him, they went ahead to do it the next night and the night after... Well, the rest is now history.

Back to the present, John walked into the bathroom stark naked and as the warmth of the water hit his skin, he started thinking once again about the earlier incidence.

He knew he at least had strong feelings for Jummy even though he didn't really love her and he had really planned on telling her about his sexuality situation before asking for her hands in marriage.

He had it all figured out in his head. A romantic dinner on the roof of one extravagant building in Paris, he was sure there was no way she could say no in such situation but now things had taken a different turn.

He dried his body and walked out of the bathroom, "I can't loose her just like this." He said to himself.

TO BE CONTINUED.