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Johnsown1:
Ok, i thought as much

Johnsown1:
Are u writting in spanish

Johnsown1:
Kikikikikki do i know u?

Michelle55:
hmmmm.ok

Johnsown1:
Lol,guys no day smile

Deraconteur:
You're all invited



Biko, make una do well by inviting others also.

Thank You!

frozenfirenaija:
Episode 15


It had happened again. Messed up illusions that changed my perspective of the present bringing the past to life more than any 3D movie can ever make movie characters look real. He was going in and out of me while I remained there. Not fighting not struggling just pusillanimous . Very weak.
I should have been strong. I should have fought back like a tigress. I should have given scars to remember that fateful day when he had come into my room to destroy everything I stood for. Instead he had given me something to remember.
"You will like it"
He was saying it again. Four simple words that never left my head. That didn't seem to be leaving soon. In the spacious living room that still made me feel confined. He was now stark naked like he was years ago when he dropped the towel around his waist and joined me in bed. "I promise I won't hurt you, you will like it" I wasn't naive as I was years ago when I heard that line for the first time. I knew what he wanted to do and I didn't want to do it. Such abomination! Not in a Yoruba home, Not in a wealthy home, Not even in my life. However, I had been timorous and lily-livered. I had heard and read so many near rape experience. They all fought back with the bed lamp, a scissors, a spoon, a Biro or even the pillows and I had stayed there. Begging to be let out of the room and when he pushed me forcefully to the bed, I only cried to see my mummy. I was the dumbest kid I ever known and still the weakest of all women in the world unless I proved myself wrong.
I opened my eyes again. It was time to prove I too could be brave enough to fight back. I felt fueled with so much strength and courage. This was it. I stretched forth my hands to the bag with all my might. I felt my bones shift and ache like I was trying to detach my wrist joint so my fingers could get to the bag then finger crawl right back to where they originally should be. It hurt but I wasn't going to give up. I pushed him again and he responded with a slap to my face then continued. Continued raping me brutally like a sex starved animal. I, the super model,the celebrity of my time was reduced to a sex machine for an illiterate robber that sounded like Father . The thought of it was sickening yet it also fueled me with strength. Tears trickled down the corner of my eyes and flowed down to my cheeks then I gave out a loud cry that shook the room. I folded my right hand into a tight fist and hit him real hard on his head. He was forced to untangle himself from my thighs and I hurriedly grabbed my bag as he held the part of his face I had inflicted with pain . It was only a second and I could never be thankful enough to God I had carried the Victoria Secret bag with the easy lock instead of the other with the complicated lock.
With a flip of my finger, the bag gave way and I let my hands slide freely into it. Then I felt the cold steel and grabbed it. He was already above me again. "Alame pointed the gun at me and i paused. Dayo was now silent. I assumed he had fainted. I didn't remove my eyes from my predator, I didn't dare look at his sound-alike.
"You think sey you too fine for me? You no sabi who I be? " He yelled at me while I tried to breath in and out steadily despite the thoughts in my head and the evil in my hands that I wanted to do. He clenched his teeth and raised his fisted hands against me . Immediately, I pulled mine out of the bag and to held out the gun to his face. Things was about to go to down.