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Tynasparks:
Thank God for my life... Can't say much

My dear that makes 2 of us.

"Mistak" indeed

If na moni dem say make u fome collect, u no go enta d rain? O ye of lil faith

Beamborla:
Issorite!
Technology should just come up with a virginal washing machine or smth and a machine that can suck out all the damn blood in 10mins... All these rules mehn

Hahahahahaha. I feeeeeel u sis.

doyinisaac:
calmly with most naija police??you must be joking...

Just talking from experience

Im so sure d case would have been different if she addessed them calmly and with a lil bit of maturity.

hahahahahah ;DThe singing is DOPE

And to actually think the Rector is a woman like her WTF is wrong with us.

Naaa it dnt grow outta shape. It grew into shape

Bros thank the Almighty for ur life....



But y u dey find KPMG work when u be good writer.

You need to state ur line of biz, if u have a registered company, how long its been registered, any cash flow from biz, etc before u get tangible advice

Not a good way to drill her. However, she now knows how it feel to be brutalised, same way the guy felt

jamesibor:
Very sad and depressing.

Lalasticlala, Mynd44, seun over to you.


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DB5oANbfV0g

Hmmm. Are u sure u are not the "bush meat" the ritualist needs to complete ur friend's otumokpo?? U better seek God's intervention

See as d woman dey laff like say na suya she bite.

Is that not his church junction traffic in Elegushi

micolo5000:
She didn't deny it, but she said he didn't touch her..

Chaiii.......


End time lie

ok whadyya think of this geh

Looks beautiful but secluded!

So d guy is 20 and dad 60

Kind ppl circulate so we can locate her family.

Front Page plssssss

Nothing romantic about that. Same as what one will send to a casual friend

Hmm. Marriage of convenience. ...hmmm I know our breed o. My sisters will just marry you and chop your investment plus u join. Not a good idea except if you can find that angel... and they are not bred on this side of paradise

What demand(s) have u put to him to warrant these counter-demands .

To every action, there is a reaction - where does urs belong

The advisers are coming o. But just continue d story biko o
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Modified...
Ok i took the liberty of helping those broke pipu without data to go dia and read

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 He then invited me out, stating we could discuss business over dinner. What choice did I have but to accept. He took me to a nice Chinese restaurant at Ikeja, Lagos. We had a great time. And what made the date even better was that BJ agreed to deposit a huge sum of money with my bank.


 I kept thanking my stars that night for bringing BJ my way. The best thing about it was that I didn't even have to hustle for it. Unlike what I went through with some of my other clients to get them to deposit money such as doing a lot of leg work, cajoling, sweet-talking and other means (like being told to either sleep with them or no deposit), BJ had brought himself to me.


 I had underrated him because of his appearance the first time we had met, but he ended up surpassing so many of my other wealthy customers.


 That night, I slept soundly for the first time in weeks, having not only met my target for that month, but even overshot it with the deposit from BJ.

 Besides, I had made a large amount as my commission and that gave me a lot of satisfaction.


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 I did not hear from BJ again for nearly a month. I was a bit disappointed because I had felt a connection with him. It wasn't just that he was very rich (though that didn't hurt), but he seemed a decent kind of guy.


 It was not just me alone for he had also made a deep impression among the ladies in my office who kept asking after him. That too was not surprising as most rich men always made an impression on most of my deposit-hungry colleagues!


 Even Isabel was encouraging me to date him.


 "Girl, don't let that guy slip through your fingers," she said one morning in the office while munching greedily on a doughnut.


 I looked up from the computer screen on my desk where I had been working.

 "What's that supposed to mean?" I asked.

 "For one thing, he's loaded, a multi-millionaire. He's good-looking too and a sharp dresser..."

 "So?" I queried.

 "Is that all you can say? What more do you want in a guy?" she wondered.

 

 "All he did was take me out to dinner. He hasn't asked me to be his girlfriend, not that I'm interested anyway,"I pointed out.

 She sighed.


 "Maybe you didn't encourage him. Some guys need that to make a move," Isabel noted.


 "Aren't you forgetting something! Jamie," I stated emphatically.


 Jamie was my fiancé of over five years. He worked in a government agency in Abuja while I was based in Lagos. It was not easy for us being in a long distance relationship but we kept in touch by phone and also tried to see each other as often as possible.


 "I know you love Jamie. But Oluchi, can you trust him to remain faithful being so far away in Abuja?" she said.


 I assured her my fiancé loved me too much to mess around with other ladies.


 "That shouldn't stop you from keeping BJ close to you. He's a big fish that most girls would love to hook," she advised.


 I had told Isabel I was not interested in BJ romantically, but that did not stop me from feeling excited when he called one evening after work.


 He explained he had been out of the country on business and wanted to take me out again. I smiled to myself after the call, pleased that he had missed me.


 That weekend, I went out with BJ again. This time, he took me to the cinema. We later attended a dinner party that was held in a swanky hotel on Victoria Island that he had been invited to.


 It was a nice evening and I didn't want it to end. Later, we took drinks at the poolside of the hotel, chatting and taking some snacks.


 It was a balmy night with a cool breeze blowing from the lagoon nearby. That night, BJ told me a bit of his background. It was a grass to grace story that really touched me (more of that later).


 As he spoke, my mobile rang. It was Jamie. We spoke for a while and as I hung up, I felt a little guilty. He thought I was at home in bed, not realizing I was out on a date with a rich customer of my bank.


 "How's your man?" BJ asked.

 "He's ok," I replied.

 "He's such a lucky guy. I envy him," he said.

 

 "What's there to envy?" I asked curiously.

 "Because he has something precious, something I would love to have but is currently unavailable," he stated, his eyes boring into mine. They were mesmerizing eyes that seemed to draw me into them and I found it difficult tearing my eyes away.


 "I'm sorry, I don't understand," I said, though I knew quite well what he meant.

 He smiled a little.


 "I bet you do. You should know by now that I like you. I'm not looking for a fling. I can get that from anywhere. I want something  deeper, more meaningful."

 I shook my head.

 

 "You know that's not possible. I..."

 "Yes, I know. Jamie, your fiancé. But even with that, maybe you can create a little space in your heart and life for me. Is that too much to ask?"

 

 I thought about it for a while.

"I will try," I stated with a coy smile. 

 

 "You look so sweet when you smile like that. You should be smiling more often, you know," he said.

 I laughed, feeling really relaxed and happy.


 He then leaned forward and taking my hand in his said softly:

 

 "Oluchi, I've a proposal for you. Will you...?"


  
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Hmm.. the rate at which ppl are going for this surrogacy. It makes me wonder if they truely have issues or them just being lazy.

Conrats to he her though

The heart of man is truely desperately wicked

Abi oooo. Nice one though.

misspresident:
Baba God don pick up harry song call.

U darn right it is and he got the good one too

rusher14:
Weed is legal in some parts of the States.

just make the eba VERYYYY watery and then drink