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Moyola:
Countrygirl = Angela

ahhh i see so therein lies the mystery. Thanks for clearing that up

tine:
sorry change that to countrygirl. my bad

tine:
Angela left with the feeling its great to be alive, even though a bit uncertain as to what an insurance broker realy does, that brings in so much money.

angela ke?

That was a nice meal, best I've had in a long time, ; you'll have to teach me how to make that when you visit me next, Countrygirl said; of course I will excited at the chance to meet her again.
After an afternoon of fun she said her goodbye leaving Akin a far happier man than he was a few days earlier

Akin always remembered his mother's mantra, "the way to a man's heart is his stomach"; hoping that the inner tranquil he started experiencing since last night is the start of something, he hoped the nicely prepared meal will woo the now effervescent countrygirl

Secretly looking at the cooking tips his mum had given earlier on, her compliments about the nice smell only exasperated his anxiety hoping that the taste eventually matches the exquisite aroma.
Another glass? Akin asked as he poured her a glass of Matheu Rose. Nice picture she opined pointing to the canvas painitng of Akin at his college graduation. I always felt that my graduation day would herald the end of painful studying and the beginning of happiness; Akin commented. Unfortunately this was not to be,

countrygrl:
So they exchanged numbers. She called him because of a change of plans. Lets not meet at a restuarant, but lets cook and then relax walk to the park. He thought to himself- cook hmmmm-must be an American thing. But he agreed. Something from your country she explained. Bring me Africa she told him. Ok-he thought to himself,

Akin went to bed that night a renewed man, finally the dark cloud he'd been covered by was finally giving way to daylight, the only worry he had was how to cook his favourite amala and egusi stew to impress countrygirl; maybe its time to give mum a call tommorow he mused as dozed off

countrygrl:
OMG!!! you are hilarious

So she asked why do you think everything is meaningless. Maybe it's just some people are worthless. Or, maybe because you do have these things, you let them speak for you. So, I can't see them. So who are you she asked him?

I know what my name is but dont know who I am anymore. That unfortunately is the reason I'm here tonight, if i can discover who I am and what makes me happy; then maybe I have a chance of finding love and happiness.

countrygrl:
perhaps this is not the end of my life she thought, but just the beginning. He looks ok, ok forget the looks(lesson learn) he feels ok. But why is he here drinking away his problems. Probably pressure from the family back home. Here we go------

So is that drink your best friend or women? she asked him and he gave her the most saddest looks ever-- alright she thought to herself, would you like to talk about it, she asked him----and before she could finish her sentence, he let it all out,

i have been wondering if this is all that life has to offer, i have a good job nice car, but somehow i feel empty, unfufilled. It's as if there's something missing without which all that I have is meaningless,

and before she could finish her sentence, he let it all out,
[quote][/quote]omg, how can he let out his d*ck in a bar? lol

The smile on her face was the pick me up he needed for the dlldrum in his life. Perhaps life is not so gloom afterall he muttered,

sensing her vulnerability, his thoughts drifted from one possibility to another;

Rebarobyn:
I feel you

Story Continued:
decided to take a walk to the bar. While he was asking the bar tender for a drink, he saw a lady sitting all by herself with a cocktail, he stared at her and she stared back. He thought to himself, "I guess she's alone too", so he walked up to her and asked if he could sit next to her, she was quite warm and she allowed him sit next to her. After about 2 minutes of silence, he introduced himself to her and after much skepticism, she also introduces herself as "countrygirl". They chatted up for the most of the night and during the course of the conversation, he found out that she had just been dumped by her boyfriend of 6 years who had been cheating with her best friend and she was contemplating suicide. He felt so much pity for her and so he,

Ploughed her with alcohol,

countrygrl:
Lets make up a story about a black man and a black women. I am going to start it off. And you pick up where the last person has stop. You can make it go anywhere you want.

Story:

There was this man name Akinlabi (age 30 something), he woke up one morning feeling odd. The night before him and his friends were having a discussion about life. Akinlabi became worried because his life was not yet together. For he was missing something. He had all the girls he wanted, the job was ok, he liked living in America. So what was it? For the whole day he could not shake this worry. So he,

what genre are we writing on?