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Chai...brother banji is about to burst sister grace' something.

D9ty7: Advise for the Op.
1. Try and make ur update lengthy and detailed.
2. You made this story look like a fairy tale, a story without proof. I almost lost interest in it after the first date ish. You could have done better if you had showed or included conversation or proof that they(Adeola & Dayo) are going on better with each other.
*With all i av said i knw u will improve to serve we ur readers better. Not like i am Chinua Achebe or Wole Soyinka, but i am aspiring to be like them even though i am a learner. Btw all i need is updates.
Hope u ar nt angered by my so called advice.

Thank you for the advice bro, i'd try and make the updates lengthy henceforth.

Lmao btw i must say this, this thread is a comic relief believe me,
Arrange those first 4 posts and make an e-book out of it, you would make big sales, i promise!
*Laughs out of thread

Supernet, i've done your bidding dearie.

It was Dolapo. He had called to ask Dayo if Adeola was with him, Dayo replied in the affirmative. Dolapo was also a smart fellow, he knew what was up between them. He told Dayo that he had called just to confirm her whereabouts as she had informed them at home that she was going to stay with one of her departmental mates for the weekend. They gisted for a while before the call ended.

He looked at the bedside clock, it was almost 10:30pm. There was a show going on that night in another part of the hotel, it was the concert of one of the big artistes in the music industry, other high-profile musicians were present too. He had already purchased tickets for two earlier in the day. Adeola was already awake by now, she changed her dress and put on some nice revealing clothes. The cloth enhanced the view of her body features leaving anyone that cared to look, more to imagination. Dayo was tempted to touch but he controlled himself. Like 2face once said; "After the show na d party o".

The light in the hall was colourful. The sound was reverbrating. They were ushered into an emty seat. Minutes to their arrival, Adeola suddenly noticed one of her friends and called Dayo's attention to it. Dayo encouraged her to invite her friend to their table. He was already planning another mission in his mind. As the gorgeous lady made her way to their table, he concluded that the night was for him to explore.

hayzey: nice write up bro.....

I'm glad that you are enjoying it, your comment has given me the spirit of 'ginjah'...lool

Continues shortly...

I'm seeing some silent readers, your comments will be appreciated please.

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As he pushed himself out of the bed, one would have thought that he had just fought with the biblical Samson. He looked to his side, pretty Adeola was sleeping soundly. He never believed his tactics could work out so perfectly. She was the perfect meal that quenched his third leg's hunger.

He imagined wildly how she had curled on him like a snake, he almost begged for his life. The way with which she rode him was scary, maybe she would have won the world polo championship if she had participated.

At a point, he had thought she would breakdown but unfortunately for him, it was far from it. He confirmed the authority of the ladies from the Southern part of the country. She almost claimed full control over him. It was more like a tug of war and they both enjoyed it that way. If he had died that minute, he wouldn't have cared where he would spend the eternity though he didn't believe much in it afterlife.

As he continued in his reminisce, he felt his phone vibrate. He reached out for it, he was a bit shocked as he looked at the screen. He looked back at Adeola and began moving towards the bathroom almost immediately. He picked the call just as he entered the bathroom.

KingzPen: *coughs* Oh My Dirty Mind, I hope am wrong... Waiting to know... Thumbs Up Sir...

We are almost there, you will know soon

buoye1: Bleeping tnx....but seems to early on d 1st date.....Nice work
OP.

Abi...that Dayo is a woman terror.

Schedule has been so tight...
A long update coming your way in an hour or two.

You are the boss and i'm learning from you.
Don't do Sister Grace or else you face a bigger dilemna.

The mood for that evening could be termed as 'serene'. The banquet hall was a masterpiece. The design looked like one from the french architects. There were about fifty tables in the hall with almost every available space occupied by couples, one could think there was a show or concert going on. The hall wasn't that big but it was somewhere perfect for a date. The waiters were ever ready to table every customer's request. The wines kept flowing, bottles of exotic drinks were popped at every moment. Maybe, there was a giant cellar, noone knew but the scenario showed there could be one somewhere.

Adeola wore a black cocktail dress. Her fair complexion blended with it. Her radiating smile could be felt some miles away. She was simply dazzling. She flashed her beaming smiles whenever Dayo threw some nice jokes at her. She never expected a date like the one she was experiencing with him.

He ordered some drinks and nice meal to go with. After sometime, he winked at her. She got his message. Their body system was working at same rate. They both needed themselves. Dayo signalled the waiter and paid the bills.

In another minute, they were already in their hotel room. He grabbed her by the waist with all ease and planted kisses all over her body parts. Her fragrance was attractive, his breathe escaped into her right ear as he shoved his head to kiss her neck. She let out a silent moan.

Adeola knew what was going to happen next so she led him into the bathroom.
TO BE CONTINUED...

Good morning everyone,
Typing...

buoye1: Woow!!!1daful.....although I cme in late but amma follow u lik a pest!

Thanks boss!

The rock5555: Yeeaaahh, na so i dey miss, abeg bro u three much, oya sama us the go. I stand gidigba like pole wire for ur side, i hope u go remember me when u nack FP oo.

Lool...no wahala bro

D9ty7: Nice work u've got here but try and improve on ur spellings.
We ar all learning anyways.

Thanks bro, i always come back to modify my posts. Thanks for pointing out the loopholes as i strive to serve you better.

Rock, i'm still expecting to see you on my thread.


Oga foxy, if you are seeing this...i've just started the story we talked about some months ago, kindly check the link in my signature. Bless!

Dayo called Emeka on phone the next day. Emeka informed him of his release, he was happy to hear this. He further went on to narrate how he had spent the night behind bars and how he was bailed by the owner of the building where he had rented the house for his Gym. The fraudsters were still in the cell as at the time he was bailed. He told Dayo the terrible experience he went throught that night. According to him, they were locked with hardened criminals. Some of the criminals they met there were willing to buy their underwears for any price. It was that crazy.

Dayo adviced that he go for a proper health treatment. He added by thanking him for not allowing the operatives find him out. Emeka replied in the affirmative that he had gone to the nearest clinic as soon as he was released. After they had talked and joked for a while, Dayo ended the call.

Finally, it was friday. He had planned on going out on a date with the delectable Adeola in the evening. He had called her the previous fay to finalise plans. They were to spend the weekend together, something like a honeymoon.

Dayo drove into the open gates of the hotel, it was a big hotel. He saw a space in the car park and drove into it. He came down, looked around, observing the environment, he was impressed by what he was seeing. He walked into the reception through the revolving door. A guard was stationed there. Like they had been waiting for the president of the nation, the guard had saluted him immediately he was inside the building. Dayo smiled and waved in response. He loved being respected a lot. Sighting the reception desk a metre away, he changed his walking step.

"Good evening sir, you are welcome to GraceHill hotel, how can i be of help to you?", a pretty lady asked while standing. She spoke so fluently.

Dayo quickly assessed her body assets, she was simply loaded. He didn't want to appear flirty, so he stopped fantasizing. Yea, first impression counts.

He smiled to reveal his dimples before replying her, he did all these very quick. He was calculative, that was his trademark.

"I'm going to be checking in for the next two days, do you have any vacant room?", he replied like a gentleman.

"Yes please, just a moment", the receptionist said while operating on the Apple MacBook before her.

"Rooms 021, 035 ...", she looked up from the laptop's screen as she listed some more available rooms. She handed him a pay guide.

He checked through the list, picked a room and paid. She handed him the keys to the room and a receipt. As he walked towards the room, he looked at the keys and smiled.

Happy sunday people, make a positive contribution to someone's life today.

Lmao
I guess he was referring to Bayo as the liar, don't keep us waiting bro, more!!!

Oya...drop this thing boss asap!

Is the ship sailing or sinking?

I need your response please...

"Noone is inside there", Emeka finally replied

Dayo quickly grabbed the opportunity as he stylishly turned the key in the lock direction. There was a sound that came through from the action but it was not loud enough as he had locked the door when the guys and the operatives were arguing on whether their was still anyone in the building.

"Oga mopol, nobody dey this building again o except we wey dey here", one of the arrested fraudster had voiced out.

He was not aware that Dayo had gone to the toilet a while ago, he only saw Dayo going out through the gym's exit door but the guy thought Dayo had left for home since he did not come back.

"Bello, check that door", a man who seemed to be the leading officer in the operation ordered the officer that was already at the entrance of the toilet.

"Sir, it's locked", Officer Bello finally said after he had tried all means to gain access into the toilet.

"I told you it's locked", Emeka said while staring directly into Bello's eyes like he wanted to pluck them out.

"Where is the key?", Bello suddenly asked again.

Dayo was almost dead.

"This dude sure doesn't give up", Emeka said in his mind.

He told them that the toilet had not been used for three days, he further explained that the lock was jammed and a new lock was going to be fixed tomorrow. He was amazed himself that he could find a lie because the game was almost over. Dayo was almost jumping in excitement when he heard what Emeka said but he had to calm down when he remembered his condition, the devil was still out there.

"Officer Bello, let's move", that voice came again.

The owner of the voice should definitely be someone that posess much authority because he could control a stubborn devil's incarnate like Bello

"Hmmm...Ok", Bello said in a dissatisfied tone

In twenty minutes, everywhere was silent again. After quietly confirming that the coast was clear, Dayo opened the door in the most quiet manner. He looked left, then right, then he zoomed outside the building and vanished with the speed of light. He had seen much trouble in few days. He needed a break.

He remebered his date with Adeola, it was just a day left. He had to strategise well if he would hit jackpot.

^^^
Very deep...

It's going down tonight!


Keep watch!

"Move...or i move you!", that was the thunderous voice of a SARS oprative.

They had been hinted by people of the presence of some Internet fraudsters in the area. They decided to swoop on them after tracking them for two weeks.

Dayo had been in the toilet for close to 30mins. The weed had already started taking effect on him so he decided to stay back to calm his body system. He could hear a lot of noise coming from the top floor of the building. The voices became clearer as the people involved in the noise climbed down the staircase.

He could hear one of the arrested guys pleading. What followed were sounds emanating from thunderous slaps and heavy beating. Dayo almost urinated on himself at that moment.

"Oga e jo, a le yan ju kini yi laarin ara wa" (Please sir, we can settle this matter among ourselves), one of the victims pleaded in yoruba in a tear-filled voice.

Maybe his captor was not a Nigerian, and he thought the victim was only insulting him because instead of listening to what the guy had said, he gave him more beating.

Dayo was almost forced to laugh. The way the guy had pleaded was quite funny to him.

"Who is in there?", someone suddenly asked

Dayo could hear incoming footsteps. He hurriedly sprayed the air freshener. He was in a deep mess. His heartbeat doubled. He was sweating, the heat was melting him. He was expecting the worst already. He managed to say a line of prayer as the person's footstep indicated the closeness to the toilet's door.

"Who is in there!?", the voice roared again.

4:30pm is the time, the story is getting much hotter as we progress, watch out!