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I soak my mop once and mopped the whole house ![]() |
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Just a harmless frictional peice like every other story out there, just read and enjoy |
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I'm just a hotel waiter. I met Madam Iruoma when I went to deliver her dinner to her. Madam Iruoma booked a VIP room in our hotel. It was literally the first time I met her. When I saw her that night, I noticed the worry on her face. Something was bothering her. After serving her food, I left. I went to my colleague Mike. Mike is my paddy paddy in the hotel. Bro did you observe anything strange with the woman that booked the room 002 VIP. I asked Mike. Something like what? Bro I don't look at anybody's face in this hotel o, my work is to serve food. Mike said. That's bad bro, something is troubling her. I said. Ayochidi I know you just newly started working here about a week ago, to keep your job, I suggest you mind your business. Anything troubling her will not pass her boyfriend or husband cheated on her. So she just come to relax her mind. Mike said to me. Really? I asked Mike. Or? Mike said. Or she haven't received serious knacking for a long time. Mike said and let out a laugh. That's not funny bro. I said. Few hours later Madam Iruoma called and I went and took her dishes away. I wanted to ask her what was bothering her, but Mike already told me it wasn't on my jurisdiction. After work that night because I was on night shift, I went home the following morning. When I got home. My landlord was already outside waiting for me. Ayochidi, you think you can hide forever abi? My landlord asked me. No sir, I started a new job a week ago, that's where I'm coming from. I said to my landlord. Ayochidi! You have three days to come up with my rent. Three days. If I don't see my rent. When you return from where ever you go at night. You will see your things outside. My landlord said. Sir give me till month end. I promise to pay by month end. I said. Three days! My landlord said and angrily left my house. I went into my house and sat down. I was thinking of where to raise my rent in three days when a call came in from my mother in the village. Hello brother; that was my baby sister calling. She used my mother's phone to call me. Brother, Waec will soon be closing registration. My little sister reminded me. Mma I will send the money soon. I said. And even Mommy's medicine has finish, we have to buy another set. My sister said. I will send the money. I said. Life was really difficult, from thinking how to raise money. I slept off. I have been awake all night. Again It was night; I went to the hotel. Madam Iruoma was still in the hotel. She had orderd for dinner. I went and served her dinner. I was about to leave when she called me back. Can I speak with you? She asked me. Please come and sit. She said. Is there a problem? I asked her. No there's No problem at all. I just want someone to talk to. I have lodged here to two days now and I feel bored. She said. Is everything okay? I asked her. Firstly what's your name? She asked me. My Name is Ayochidi. I replied. Ayochidi? Is that not like Igbo and Yoruba? She asked me. It is ma. I replied. My name is Iruoma. She said. Nice to meet you ma. I said. Enough with the ma's. Call me Iruoma. She said. She came close to me and started touching me. Ma, I don't think this is proper. I said. Are you a baby. She said. I don't understand. I said. Just make me feel like a woman. Iruoma said. I think I have to go now. I said. That day I left her room. But for the next two days she kept insisting that I personally continued delivering her food to her. I have really thought about it. On the third day, when I went to deliver her food. She asked me what was it I wanted. I should name anything. And she would do it for me. That was the very moment my entire life changed. Your shares is my biggest motivation to continue... To Be Continued. Title: Room Service 1 Copied |
Month don dey end my brother
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Earlier on, on Twitter, a guy named Shola tweeted that his followers should try out a game, just for fun. The game was for them to send the following message to their bestie and screenshot their response: "Is it that you don't find me attractive at all? 'cos all my friends get intimate and have sex with their best friends, why is ours different and boring?" I told my neighbour to try it with her bestie let's hear his response and to our utter dismay he responded that him too he has been having sexual feelings for her So I told her to show him Shola's tweet and tell him it's a joke, that she only just sent the message for fun, but this girl refused. She just left me and went inside to have her bath and the next minute I saw her stopping okada to go out |
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huptin:guess your joblessness cause you to join this FACELESS forum e be like when precido the talk about lazy youth, he was referring to you ![]() huptin:guess your joblessness cause you to join this FACELESS forum e be like when precido the talk about lazy youth, he was referring to you |
huptin:same way you don't have any post on this site at least the only thing you can paste is your toothpaste on your brush |
Medianna:maybe that's why you haven't made a post on this site lolz |
fikayormi:abhi oo |
I have another theory about sex! When it is performed properly, It has the likelihood of becoming the most satisfying desirable sensation ever felt. However, If intercourse is rushed, forced or manipulated, it leaves a disastrous, almost irreversible chain of ripple effects on the subject. Kindly allow my explanation. CONSENSUAL SEX results in high release of Oxytocin which is also called the “Love hormone, It is responsible for social bonding, intimacy and every sensation that excites us enough to fall in love. Consensual sex can also become intoxicating as it is addictive because the Oxytocin is like a hard drug that completely takes control of our mind, replacing it with a more soothing sensation, more like the trips smokers get from weed. RUSHED SEX is often time a product of manipulation or peer pressure and results to subject’s disorientation which inadvertently promotes the feeling of guilt because the mind and body were not at equilibrium and total acceptance when it occurred. This feeling often lead to blatant dislike for sex and until the subject is able to forgive his/herself she would always feel used and unworthy. FORCED SEX often leads to mental trauma and disorientation, heightened hate and distaste for sex and a phobia for intimacy. This is because the subject is still going through shock and may never completely get over it. In other cases, Sexual assault can take a completely opposite effect and fill the subject’s mind with sexual addiction. Although the phrase “ Sexual addiction “ is not a medical term, only a pejorative used to describe OCD (obsessive-compulsive disorder) which is anxiety disorder that commonly occur in people with a history of trauma. Sometimes, rape triggers anxiety and sexual urges turning the subject into a nymphomenia because her brain has been miswired and her self esteem altered. A subject’s primary sexual experience ultimately influences and defines how they perceive romance and intimacy in general. However, we must be advised that for the simple-complex fact that a victim of sexual abuse is addicted to sex, does not necessitate their love for it. Addiction and Impulse is not the equivalent of love and desire. In most cases addiction is stronger and overwhelms our desire to resist. We must be aware before we confuse someone’s trauma for consent and take advantage. To say that sexual intercourse is not interesting or super exciting is simply naive but then, That statement is totally understandable because we have individual primary experiences to consider and contend with. Sexual intercourse is as exciting as it is addictive, It is also possessive, dominating and in total control of the subject, We must learn to manually reset our our mindset and cravings otherwise, we are slaves forever. |
After 4 Months Of Marriage, I Discovered My Husband Is A
Car Wash Boy, Not A Car Dealer – Please advice me
This is a pathetic story of a beautiful young lady of 25
years who gets to know that her husband of four months is
a car wash boy and not a car dealer as he had made her
believe during courtship. During courtship, the lady said he
was always coming to visit her with different cars and when
she asked him, he told her he is a car dealer.
The truth was revealed when after four months into their
union she discovered he works at a car wash bay.
Read the post below :
“HELP! I am 25years old. I have been married for 4
months now but I have really regretted and I need your
help.
Before I married my husband, he used to bring all sought of
cars to visit me in my house and when I asked the job he
does, he told me that he is a car dealer. Just 3 months
after our marriage, I got to know that he works at a car
washing bay. So the cars he brought to show to me were
cars that were left for them to wash at the washing bay.
How could he lie to me like that? How can I trust him in
this marriage? The most painful part is that I am a
graduate and I just got to know that he is not a graduate.
Please help me because I am very confused.” |
Shebi you nah very smart guy
You get wisdon |
Medianna:OMG you are so damn funny |
The EFCC spokesman, Wilson Uwujaren, in a statement on
Monday, said the suspect allegedly conspired with his
syndicate to defraud the traditional ruler to the tune of
N33,399,999.00. Uwajaren said that the suspect convinced
the traditional ruler that he had a container of goods meant
to be used for the development of Okuta community due to
be cleared at Nnamdi Azikwe International Airport in Abuja.
The suspect was said to have told the emir, a former
member of representatives, that the container was awaiting
clearance in Abuja, and asked the traditional ruler to pay
some money to secure the release of the container.
The statement reads, “The Ilorin Zonal Command of the
EFCC has arrested one Fidelis Poor, a member of a
syndicate who allegedly connived to defraud a first class
traditional ruler in Kwara State, His Royal Highness, Idris
Sero Abubakar, to the tune of N33,399,999.
“Poor, 30, who hails from Stwue in Konshisha Local
Government Area of Benue State, alongside other suspects
(still at large) allegedly conspired to swindle the monarch on
the guise that he had a container of goods meant to be
used for the development of Okuta Community due be cleared
at Nnamdi Azikwe International Airport in Abuja.
“In a petition dated November 30, 2021, HRH Abubakar,
who is the Emir of Okuta in Baruten Local Government Area
of Kwara State and a former member of the House of
Representatives, alleged that a group of fraudsters who
operate as syndicate called him on phone sometime last year
that he had a container to clear in Abuja and requested for
the said amount for clearance.”
“The caller requested for the said amount of money to
clear the container at the airport. He provided different
accounts for the Emir to pay the money into, one of which
included that of Fidelis Poor.”
Uwajuren added that the emir was later asked to contact
one “Evangelist Rosemary” for handing over of the
container, but all efforts made by the traditional ruler to get
the goods or get his money back were ineffective.
“The commission, upon the receipt of the petition,
commenced discreet investigation into the matter, which led
to the suspect’s arrest, ” Uwujarem said. He added that
the suspect would be arraigned at the end of the
investigation, adding that efforts are ongoing to arrest other
members of the syndicate. |
Married Woman Takes Drunk Husband To The Mortuary To Stop Him From Drinking A man has vowed never to drink again after his wife took him to a mortuary while he was drunk and had him sleep with the corpses. According to @dunswortgabriel who shared the story on Twitter, his neighbor was a big drunk and after so many embarrassing experiences with him, his wife decided to teach him a lesson by taking him to the mortuary while he was unconscious. He tweeted, “When a woman wants to teach you a lesson, even Satan sits down to take notes. My neighbour was a big drunk. Most times his wife would pick him up in bars and terraces. Her family and friends wanted her to leave him but she was hopeful that she would find a solution. She told me in confidence that at one point she was so tired that she said to herself that she must find a solution very quickly. According to her, last Monday she went to pick him up again, but he was completely drunk as usual. Instead of taking him home, she headed to the Mortuary and negotiated with the mortuary attendants to have him sleep near the corpses, then she came back home Some hours later, the gentleman wakes up and starts screaming and begging the mortuary attendant that he is not dead. The mortuary attendants just laughed hysterically and said: “All you corpses, you come to practice witchcraft here. Abeg, go lie down with your friends joor…” After several pleas, he was released and came home. My neighbour says that since that day, even Coca-cola or Pepsi sef, her husband doesn’t take anymore.” https://twitter.com/DunswortGabriel/status/1502799068883558404?t=xcKdBjCl1a5l6KxBLuKvYA&s=19 |
just contact this moniker ( noreplyilegendd) and he will refer you a book that will definitely help |
2394956112 Zenith Bank Benard Yaro More blessing sir |
I love how you discipline emotions, How how you organize and put things in their right proportions. Thanks ilegendd yet again I've learnt something from you |
Datboredberry:thank God say una no end am with mortar and pestle oo Now you for dey upper chamber for hell fire |
Imagine your ex holding the book of judgment.
Are you safe? |
iLegendd:Ilegendd thanks for this method Am surely going to implement it |
iLegendd:I just hope he gets the massage out of this and not take offense on the outer picture of this peice |
Ilegendd will always be a motivation to me I wait everyday for his post just to learn one or two tgungs from it I believe that I will also breakout from the chains of brokeness Thanks man |

