Building/plumbing materials

TugOfWar:
Good day nairalanders
I am just 25 and I want to start up a business
Having cosmetics and building materials in mind, I don't really know which I should go for
Which one moves faster
My budget is 8 million naira

You ain'talone

247Hustler:
I seem to be the only one here. Let me know if you are following

I wish Diana success ahead

ibinaboonline:
I'm ready to pop the question soon. My question is, how do you'all codedly, abi sharply find out your bebe's finger size in order to get her a ring that fits? I'd ask her but I want it to be a surprise. Men and women of experience, help a newbie out

simply ask someone that's very close to her (maybe her sister or female friend) to strategically put a ring on the the finger playfully

Thanks for this bro, keep lighting us up with good frictions

Happy birthday bro, keep blossoming

Gunboysavage:
Today is my birthday 220 Speeding on the highway.
It's all Gas and no brakes to the club......

Ride on bro

Gunboysavage:
Episode 13 continues.....

Baba, thanks for not relenting on giving us joy despite the ban[Qquote author=gunboygramm post=112230253]Episode 13


I was indeed enjoying my service year. Due to my friendship with Malama Aisha and my position as the President of my CD group, I had the opportunity to meet some top government functionaries and other important men in the state.

I became a regular at Malama Aisha’s house. We were really getting close and she was also my unsolicited Hausa tutor. But sometimes she made flirting statements like, ‘so, how many girls do you have in Katsina?’ ‘Girls would really enjoy you o bla bla bla’… I just ignored them and considered them as normal female talks.

I was laying down on the bed with Zainab one thursday afternoon when I got a call. It was from Malama Aisha…[/quote]

Laying on my bed waiting for the new episode since 8:39pm

Gunboysavage:
One chilled Hennessy for you bro .. Update is dropping unfailingly 8:30 pm this evening.

You're really a good writer

Gunboysavage:
Episode 12


I had fair idea as to where this was heading. I was pondering if I should go through with it or not. I had already straffed her friend. **What if they later found out Wait o, how am I sure she doesn’t already know**

I was still having those thoughts when I began to hear some voices in my head. It was the voices of some of my cohorts.

Prince: Dioxidane straff this babe jor, you fit no get another opportunity o…

Micheal: Dude, you only live once… Straff this babe mehn…

Usman: Walahi, if na me, if I no straff this babe, make Alhaji disown me…

I was just hearing in my head ‘Straff! Straff! Straff!! Straff!! Straff!! Straff!! Straff!!’

** Jeez!!! wetin na Ok I don hear, ah!!!**

Fvck!! This is not happening! I was becoming so extremely turned on and I was having difficulty hiding my mamba under my boxer shorts. I adjusted my mamba a few times to make sure it wouldn’t betray me by exposing itself.

I reached towards her waist and slid the zipper down. My face was just in front of her boobs, but then again, she didn’t seem to notice. I held the top of her knickers and slid it down.

Due to the way I was holding it, my hands brushed her a$s on the way down. It was so smooth and felt amazing – she was so perfect.

She wore a pink flowered pant and the material in the front was small enough to exhibit trace quantities of her punana.

**Chai, which kind wahala come be this one now**

I thought she would say something about my touching her a$s, but she just smiled. ‘Ready?’, she asked. Her words snapped me out of my awkwardness.

I lay back on the bed and she began to massage my lower legs. She straddled my body, facing my feet, and began to move up my legs. When she got to my boxers, she simply pulled it down a little so it was barely covering my a$s.

Her hands lightly caressed my balls a few times and I almost gasped. I thought surely she did it mistakenly. I felt that her a$s was right above my head and it grazed my head a few times slightly.

She then shifted so she could massage my back again, but positioned herself between my legs, pushing them apart with her thighs. I felt I was fairly exposed, but since she was a masseuse, I knew she was probably used to this. If she didn’t feel awkward, I would try not to as well.

When she got to the lower part of my back, she said, ‘let me just move this’, and she pulled off my boxer shorts……

** Chisos!!! **

Just like that I was completely na*ked! She was definitely in charge and she knew what she was doing, so I said nothing.

It was kinda weird lying na*ked in her presence. Strange and intoxicating. Her hand moved down and around my a$s for a while and she again lightly caressed my balls. Jeez, it felt sublime! She asked if I wouldn’t mind massaging her for a few minutes.

** Huh**

The thought of getting up now was truly embarrassing. She would now see how hard my mamba was and that would be the end of massage and fantasy.

I said sure and got up sideways to hide my situation. She didn’t seem to notice at all as she lay down and closed her eyes.

I asked if I should use the oil and she said sure, but if I could help with her underwear then so I wouldn’t get oil on them. I said sure and she stood. She didn’t look down (or she pretended not) to see my hard-on so I again reached around her and helped remove her bra.

Since I was becoming an expert on bra size, I was certain she was at least a C cup, maybe a D. I knelt before her and began to lower her panties. I pulled them over her a$s and felt again her perfect backside.

Because I was leaning forward to reach around, my face was so close to her punana. My nose brushed it a few times and the fruity smell of her perfumed body was so rich I wanted to just stay there for a few minutes and relish the experience.

But as soon as I pulled off her pants, she moved back to the bed, and lay back down. I positioned myself as she had done to me, between her spread legs. I didn’t need to move them apart as they were already spread….

I lightly massaged her back for a short while and then moved to her a$s. When I moved down and massaged her thighs between her upper legs, she spread her legs apart a little more.

My hands grazed her crotch a few times and she moaned almost soundlessly. After several minutes she told me, ‘that’s okay, thanks. Why don’t you lie on your back?’

I knew there was no hiding my now fully erect mamba now, but I decided to go with it. She definitely knew the effect she had on guys, so that shouldn’t have been a complete surprise to her.

She positioned herself near my feet this time and began working her way up my legs. She was massaging lightly and exotically now.

When she got to the top of my legs and inner thighs, she frequently lightly brushed by my balls. Without looking, I was imagining that she was actually using a hand and caressing them with her finger tips.

I slipped out a moan or two, but she didn’t seem to notice. She mentioned something about how large I was, but I was too carried away to respond.

She then moved above my head and began to massage my upper body. Her boobs were dangling some inches from my face, her ni*pples brushing my nose and mouth.

As I licked my dry lips once time, her ni*pple brushed my tongue. When she felt it, she stopped slightly and moved back to where she was.

Her ni*pple hung invitingly over my mouth.

She lowered it slightly so it hung between my lips and she swayed it ever so slightly back and forth, daring me to lick it again.

When I did, she moaned slightly, almost inaudibly, and she continued rubbing my laps. After a short time, she shifted and I began licking her other ni*pple. They were by this time perky and hard under my tongue.

She had begun massaging my mamba, but only lightly stroking the underside. She fondled my balls slightly repeatedly as I lapped and sucked her perfect ni*pples.

Some minutes passed and she began to move her body forward until she was straddling my torso, still facing my feet. She allowed me to move my arms out so they weren’t trapped under her legs.

She now had better reach of my legs. When she leaned forward touching my knees, her a$s lifted off my chest and I could see her beautiful underside.

When she caressed back to my mamba, she leaned her body back so her pu*ssy and a$s were pressed into my face.

I was again struck by the sweet fruity smell of her body spray. I nuzzled her as her body met my face, each time she moved forward and then back. I nuzzled her pu*ssy and she arched her back slightly.

When I began to lightly lick her pu*ssy, she caressed the full length of my mamba and began to massage it.

She ground her pu*ssy to my face and I rubbed my tongue into her hole. It tasted a bit like soap as if she had thoroughly cleaned. I flicked and sucked on her pu*ssy till she fell backwards towards my legs. She was jerking and writhing and I saw juices flowing down her legs.

She later got up and knelt before me. Obviously she had other plans…..

Before I knew what was happening, her lips completely enveloped my entire mamba. She then began stroking with her hand and sucking with her lips.

Jeez, the feeling was incredible! I was incapable of saying anything else. She swirled her tongue wildly around the head of my mamba for several minutes, driving me mad with desire.

She asked where my condoms were and I quickly reached beneath my bed and gave some to her. She quickly tore one and condomized my mamba.

As she sat up, she positioned herself, straddling me. Her chest was right in front of my face. ‘How about a little more of that tongue you showed me earlier?’, she said.

**Huh**

I was in no position to argue. As I dove into her chest, tongue wide awake, nibbling and sucking on her ni*pples, she reached back and began to rub my hard mamba around her dripping pu*ssy.

She was too elevated for it to enter, but she massaged the tender head of it against the opening folds of her pu*ssy.

She did it slowly and so gently. I grabbed her ass with my hands to make sure she wouldn’t drop and impale herself. I wasn’t quite ready to have my mamba broken.

When she felt that I was ready, she slowly lowered herself onto my mamba, and I sat helpless with mixed feelings.

On the one hand, I promised myself I wasn’t going to straff that night. On the other hand her body felt so sweet around me.

** Straff well jor!!! **

Her hands then gently pushed my shoulders back and she began to move her body slightly and rhythmically. I looked down and saw the base of my mamba move in and out of her beautiful pu*ssy.

Her boobs swayed slightly and I reached up to lightly caress her body. She closed her eyes and leaned her head back, maintaining the slow and slight movement of her body on top of mine.

I ran my fingers lightly down to her clit and began to massage it. Rejoice let out a small moan. We increased our tempo simultaneously, my hand on her clit, her body moving up and down.

When our movement got increasingly fast, she stopped suddenly and turned around so she was facing my feet. I could no longer touch her, but I could see her perfect ass moving up and down and her head thrown back.

After several minutes, she appeared to be tired, and she dismounted, dropping to her hands and knees.

She looked back at me expectantly. I moved to her and slowly slid my cock into her waiting slit. She dropped her arms beside her head so just her ass was in the air.

This was the most arousing sight and I moved in and out of her smoothly. Her body moved back and forth to match my rhythm. After several minutes, I wasn’t sure, but I felt I was cu*mming.

Some moments later, I was spurting my juices into the CD and we came together in a heated thrust of passion. I lay beside her, spooning her. My mamba was still inside her.

We closed our eyes and just lay there for some time. I don’t know how long because not only time, but my mind stood still.

We later ‘de-straffed’ and I went to the bathroom to clean myself up. We later had two more rounds of caum shattering straffing before we finally slept.

Hmmm, I wonder what would happen when they both find out they’ve tasted the mamba… Then again, who cares!!! Right?





To be continued

You can't imagine how I always wish you drop more episodes

Gunboysavage:
Comment ooooo....
That's what would warrant me to post more contents oooo....

I was slow with posting the last time because y'all are not making enough Comments....

Say anything!!! even if it's not relevant to the story..

This your story dey give me goose pimples

Gunboysavage:
Episode 7

Normally while going to Anthonia’s place, I don’t knock on her gate. I just call her when I arrive and she opens the gate. That was the usual. Since it was already late that night, before I even got to her gate, I’ve already begun calling her. She didn’t pick. I thought to myself that maybe she was already at the gate that’s why she didn’t pick. I got to the gate and realized it was still locked. ** :oAh an! Wetin dey happen** I called her again and she didn’t pick. I called more than 30 times, she still didn’t pick. ** Chisos ** At that point I was beginning to get scared. So many thoughts were running through my head ‘Is she asleep already or what’ ‘Is she doing this on purpose’ ‘What would I do if she opens the gate?’ ‘Wait o, what if she doesn’t open it, what do I do’ **I don enter am today** I tried knocking the gate. No response. I still tried calling again and that silly girl that works with MTN told me her number was not reachable and that I should try again later. **What Nonsense!!! A number that has been ringing since** I tried the number again. The same thing. **Please tell me this isn’t happening** I began making contingency plans.

Meanwhile, I saw some Almajiri boys lurking around the neighborhood. **Chai, e don be for me today!!!** I had never stayed out late in the night. I recalled the advice I had been given about staying out late in the night. ‘Who send me sef’ ‘Na woman don put me for wahala so o!’ ‘I don die today!’ ‘Nobody even knows where I am’ ‘If anything happens to me, no one would even know where to look’ ‘Chai, who send me’ ‘My Father, My God, if you know you really love me, me save me this night!’

I decided to brace myself and face whatever came at me that night. I decided that before I get killed (if I get killed), I must take more than two persons with me when going to meet baba! The time was already some minutes to 12am. Her neighborhood was in the interior so I didn’t expect to see any bike, but I was wishing or hoping that if I could get to the main road (unharmed), perhaps I could get a bike to take me home.

You know that move Jim Carey did in Bruce Almighty when he inflated his chest before he went to meet those bad guys after which he made a monkey come out of one of the guys a$s? Yeah, I did that move. I’m tall and well built but I knew that was not enough if I really didn’t want anything to happen to me. I had to act the part. So pushed out my chest and started walking like The Rock. While walking to the bus stop, I saw some of them lurking in the dark, while some were walking ahead of me and they were giving themselves whistling signals. I already set my key on ‘stabbing mode’. The first person that got to me would have gotten a stab on the eye with my key! I don’t know if it was the way I walked or divine intervention, but till I got to the bus stop none of them approached me. **Phweww! Phase 1 complete!** **Moving on to phase 2**

Now how do I get home? The time was already past 12am. There were very few bikes on the road. That was my first experience of the late night life in Katsina. There were street lights everywhere so visibility was ok. I began walking home. I had to recall all the marching lessons I received while in camp. I saw some late night traders and some Almajiris still walking around **those boys no dey sleep**. After ‘quick marching’ for more than an hour, I got home. **Chai, thank God o **. I went straight to the bathroom, had a cold bath and went straight to the bed, na*ked. I was still pondering over what had happened and contemplating on what to do when I slept off…

I woke up the next day feeling more confused than ever. I called my boss and told him I wasn’t feeling too well, so I couldn’t be at work. It was friday anyways and that day in the north was usually a day of worship so there was usually little or no work to do.

I checked my phone and saw 12 missed calls. From who? Yeah, you guessed right. I wonder why she was calling me now. What if something happened to me last night What would people have said? ‘Ehn, na babe he find go’, that’s if they eventually found out where I went. Why didn’t I just stay at home

**Anyway sha, thank God for my life.**

She called once more and I refused to pick the call.

After some minutes, I got a text message on my phone. It was from Tonia.

“Hi darling, I’m so sorry about what happened. I took some drugs last night that was why I slept off. I saw your missed calls late in the night and I tried calling you back. Please, I didn’t do it on purpose. Please pick my call.”

In my mind, ‘your fada!! Can you imagine’ She called again and I switched off my phone.

I tried analyzing the relationships in my life. My girlfriend in Lagos? Traveled out of the country. ** ** Zee? She dey vex for me ** ** Chisom? Naa, I’ll pass… (Wait o, she never call me since o). Tonia? SMH… I would have died because of Tonia yesterday, thanks…

I tried calling Zee again but she still refused to talk to me. I sent her series of messages apologizing for what happened and professing love for her. **For where She still no gree** I decided to take a break from girls for a while, perhaps that would help me.

Later in the evening I went to Zainab’s place for lessons with her brother.

Salim: Good evening sir…

Me: Salim, how are you?

Salim: Fine sir…

Me: How’s your sister?

Salim: It’s like she’s not feeling too fine…

Me: Where is she?

Salim: She’s inside…

Me: Please tell her I want to see her…

Salim: Ok…

He went in and came back…

Salim: Sir, she said she’s sleeping…

Me: She said she’s sleeping or she’s really sleeping?

Salim: That’s what she said…

Me: Ok… Let’s continue…

Throughout the duration of the lesson, I just couldn’t concentrate. I just gave Salim numerous questions to solve while I was composing messages to Zee.

She didn’t bother replying. I told her I wanted to see her. No response.

**I quit!!! **

I decided if she didn’t want to see me anymore, so be it.

Before going back home, I went to visit some friends (male friends o). We later went to the bar. As I got home, I was bored and lonely. I called some female friends and we gisted, but I was still bored. I was still pondering what to do when a thought ran through my head, ‘Anthonia’.

** Huh!!! If I hear**

I woke up the next day feeling strong and refreshed. Another weekend was here again. I had to do my laundry and clean up my apartment.

I got a call from Zainab’s mum telling me not to come for lessons that day ‘cos they were going out.

** Yeah!! **

I still had not heard from Zainab. I talked to Anthonia and she apologized profusely. I forgave her and told her I was going to visit her later in the day.

I was through with cleaning my apartment and was doing my laundry in the bathroom when I heard someone knocking on the gate.

** Who could that be? **

To be continued

E go shock you

RealGboy:



When I entered the bus the first thing I noticed was that everyone on the bus was looking angry... As if they just received lashes of cane..

Thier strong faces was Abit scary ,I even greeted but on one answered ... infact one woman hissed and fear gripped me



Then, I noticed a soldier was in the bus too and that gave me a bit of relief that I was in safe hands but wetin con make these people dey vex I asked myself ?.. still again I ignored my instincts...


I chose the vacant sit next to the window , brought out my earphones , plugged it in my ears


I played baby calm down by Rema first to help ease the tension and while the music was about to hit the part where Rema was singing

"I see one baby she wear yellow ".

As if it was planned a beautiful lady wearing black dress but a yellow ribbon entered and since the seat beside me was the only seat left... She sat down beside me and I was overjoyed ..she smiled at me and I smiled back and Somehow I feel like this journey would be Sweet after all... ...

The driver entered.. kick start the bus and in no time we were on the road......





Typing......

Ride on bro

Gunboysavage:
She came online and we continued our discussion. She told me she liked me but (but wetin na) she was already betrothed and according to their culture, she couldn’t be seen publicly talking to another man. **Huh!! Seriouslyy**

Me: But your house is not public na…

Zainab: If my mum see us talking she would start thinking something is going on between us…

Me: And nothing is going on?

Zainab: Is there?

Me: Zee, I really care a lot about you. I’ve never felt this way for anyone before. Hearing your voice alone soothes and refreshes me bla bla bla… I want you to be mine and mine only and bla bla bla…

Zainab: But I told you I’m already betrothed…

Me: Do you love him?

Zainab: I don’t, but…

Me: Baby no buts… Don’t you love me?

Zainab: I love you. If I don’t, I wouldn’t be talking with you…

Me: So don’t worry, things would work itself out…

Zainab: So you want me to tell my mum?

Me: **:oHuh** No o… I mean, baby I guess since the situation right now warrants it, we have to be discrete with our relationship for now…

Zainab: Aii dear… I love you…

Me: Same here dear… So when would I see you?

Zainab: I would be in school tomorrow…

Me: I mean when would I see you like see you…

Zainab: LolzzZ… Don’t worry dear, you would see me…

So we gisted other things but all that was in my head was how to get my first score with an Hausa girl…

Every thursday of the week was usually a free day for me. I wasn’t expected to go to work but to go for the Community Development Projects/Meetings which usually ended by 11 or 12pm. I decided not to go for lessons on thursdays, so after CDS on thursdays, I usually had the day to myself. It was one of those thursdays that Zainab told me she was going to come to my house. **Finally!**

Zainab called and told me that she was at the front of my gate. When I opened the gate, she quickly walked in. **I was shocked! **. She was putting on an indian flowing gown and a scarf covering her head. She was looking so majestic. When she saw that no one was in the compound, she turned around and gave me a long hug.

To be continued

Fingers crossed

Gunboysavage:
Me: Hello…

She: Dioxidane, it’s me Anthonia…

Me: I know… How’s your day going?

She: Fine… Where are you now?

Me: I’m in my house…

She: Where do you stay?

Me: Around Kofar Kaura layout…

She: Can I come over so that we would edit the articles today?

Me: Is it not late? Can’t it wait till tomorrow?

She: We are supposed to send it to the printer very early tomorrow. Or are you planning on going out?

Me: Naa, not really…

She: Can I come over now?

Me: Ok, no probs…

And then I gave her the exact description of my house…

In about 10mins she called and told me that she was at the front of my gate. I so loved that compound! We were only 3 tenants – a man and his family who came during the weekends and a banker who was rarely at home – so the compound was kinda quiet and secluded (my kind of place). No one goes in or out without my notice or permission.

So I put on a polo top and a combat short and I went to the gate to usher her in. She was putting on just a black mini skirt, a red sleeveless top and very light make up.

You know that weird look the NYSC attire give some persons, especially ladies? Well, she wasn’t having that look that evening. I was like ‘Wow! You are looking so different from what I saw in the morning and your hair looks lovely.’ ‘Hmm, thanks’, she replied.

When she got to my room, she was like ‘OMG, you living large o, and you are forming corper’. ‘Ah an, am I not a corper? Abeg manage my bed, I don’t have chairs o’. She said, ‘You are flexing jor… I wonder how many babes you would have sampled here.’ I was like, ‘huh!!! Sample ke In fact you are the first babe to come here o…’ ‘Story for the gods… Abeg bring the magazine let’s do what I came here for jare’.

Before I brought the magazine, I brought bananas from my fridge and offered it to her. When I brought the magazine, I noticed she was still stealing glances at me just like she did that morning. I pretended not to notice, but in my mind **that thing wey you dey find you go collect today**. And so we began working on the articles.

When we were almost done, she asked if I studied English and I told her no. I told her I studied Chemistry but I just had the flair for reading and writing and she said it was cool.

We completed editing the articles and we continued gisting. I asked her where she came from and she told me she was from Benue but her mum was from Kaduna. She asked where I came from and I told her I was from Akwa-Ibom. ‘Hmmm, calabar boy’, she exclaimed.

To be continued

Make it quick bro

Gunboysavage:
I opened the gate and saw Chisom. She was looking so tired and exhausted. I gave her a warm hug and invited her in. She told me her roommate traveled and forgot to drop the key with her lodge mates. In my mind, **so you no fit stay for any of your lodge mate room abi**. I asked her if her roommate was coming anytime soon and she said she was going to come the next day. **Make one babe no go turn me to married bachelor** She said she was so tired that she just wanted to shower and sleep. In my mind, ‘so no straffing, you wished!!’. I asked her if she’s had dinner and she said she already did. She later had her bath and laid down on the bed. She was putting on a knicker and singlet. No bra. **chai, this babe no go kill me o**…

Chisom was sleeping and it was obvious she was deep in sleep. I tried continuing the movie, but I just couldn’t concentrate. She was lying down on the bed and her ass faced towards where I sat on the rug. I was pondering what to do, whether to wake her or what.

I started teasing under her foot and her legs if I would get a reaction. No reaction. I went to her arms and teased both her arms to the side of her boobs. No reaction. **Which kind thing me this na** I went back to her legs and teased both her laps for some minutes. No reaction. **Abeg, this one na no brainer**. I tried different tactics severally. No show. It was obvious she was tired and really deep in sleep. I tried continuing the movie, but was so ‘lust’ in my thoughts. I didn’t know when I fell asleep on the rug…

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To be continued

impactValue:
Greetings, good people of Nairaland

Please I need a piece of honest advice from experienced nairalanders, I am a Software Engineer, I got an offer from a very close friend (He is like a brother to me) of mine that resides in Dubai to come and manage a club he co-owns to enable him time for other activities. I will need to learn how nightclubs operate since I have little or zero knowledge about the nightlife. I have the freedom to pick up side gigs (or remote work) when I can and He is not in any way restricting me but he needs me to learn the business with him.

The plan, in a simple language, when I learn the business well enough he will pull out and open his own so I can be his manager since he doesn't want recognition.

He paid for my flight ticket and was the one that processed the visa for me (tourism) and he is currently working on how my visa can be extended and my work permit too.

Before I came to Dubai, I applied for this opening with a tech firm in Berlin. I completed the last stage here in Dubai and have been sent the offer but I will have to relocate to Germany because the work is on-site, the company bare expenses regards flight ticket, travel insurance, visa process et al. The start salary is 56K euros per annum (gross).

Also, I resigned from a bank as a development specialist (full-time staff not yet confirmed though, was earning 450K naira net with other benefits) prior to my trip to Dubai. I was doing well in Nigeria because I earned a total of up to 800K (with all my works combined) just that the work ethic (the bank work) is toxic to me because you will work your brain out debugging code, plus I am looking at a good place that I can start a family when I am ready and Nigeria is a no for me unless I have enough money to send my kid abroad to study.

What do I do now that I am already in Dubai? I am passionate about tech and I love the echo system. Please any input from experienced fellows will go a long way for me.

Thanks in advance. Mod please help so I can get as much input as possible

Before you make any move, seek advice the said from that brought you to Dubai as well

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athenswonders:
Okay people, I ask you... What have you heard about the devil? when the devil proposes a deal to you, how do you take it... TORITSEJU was the devil.... but a god-sent devil, sent to deliver me from simphood...

Back to the story.... TORITSEJU has given me the permission to think of his deal and bet.... he said, it's okay if I don't accept it. Lemme remind you, the bet was...

Give me 5 days, i will get peggie over here to see a stranger like me.. and he never requested for her number, all he wanted was just her Facebook username and my permission to strike.

I trusted peggie, i had thought about the beautiful time and promises we made to ourselves in a glance. How she vowed, we will never part ways..... I had also thought about TORITSEJU record.. we nickname him "Camp nou" because he never fails at every target he lays his hands on. Somehow it a tough match for me..... It was an emotional "El Clasico". while I was thinking about TORITSEJU proposal I had discussed that with my room mate, who witnessed the love and calls I made with peggie, he was the closest person that knew how we both felt for each other.... Lol... of course he also knew TORITSEJU record also, who doesn't know it? I was about herding to meet TORITSEJU to refute his proposal when my room mate gbenga told me that I should take the proposal but spells out a clause that ON NO CONDITION SHOULD TORITSEJU BLEEP HER.... I was so mad with my room-mate gbenga.... how can you even say this? so for your mind you believe say e go bleep am.... no be you tell me say this peggie, our love strong and make i hold am tight... are you now beginning to doubt her.... Gbenga smiled back, scratching his head and said "he get why ooo".. just make that terms clear with hi, and that's all... you risk nothing. I took to his advice and met with TORITSEJU and told him I accepted the offer.... He asked if I was sure about this and that he isn't forcing me oo, I told him, I'm sure. I gave him her Facebook details and asked him how many days... he said, LET'S MAKE IT 7 DAYS NOW.... Then I told him should she fall for you and come see you, please no lash her...... he laughed and told me I tut i trusted her.... I told him just incase, but I still trust her.... he assured me he wasn't gonna sleep with her..... people, TORITSEJU ASSURED ME HE WASN'T GONNA SLEEP WITH PEGGIE.... HE F**KING DID.... Then after given him the username he told me, MY TIME STARTS NOW.....

Meanwhile I cheated, I gave peggie a clue that some guy named TORITSEJU stole her Facebook username from my phone and that we were school mate, and that she shouldn't listen to him.... she vowed with her life that she wouldn't even accept his request and that her soul was already sold to me.... repeat it baby? My soul is sold to you baby.... gbam!!! that was it... I was sure TORITSEJU was gonna loose.... but was he?

Guys, we were all anticipating.... all man heart dey pump, gbenga my roomate was also anticipating. It was an EMOTIONAL EL-CLASICO

(to be continued)

El clasico indeed

RealGboy:
So I have been dating my girlfriend Silvia for a while now, we both decided I should meet her parents, we agreed on this because she is currently pregnant.

We set the day to go and on that day we boarded a bus at YOUNG SHALL GROW motors , our destination is Ilorin ,we settled inside as we prepare to enjoy the trip to Ilorin from lagos

Suddenly I remembered My parents always told me that whenever I am going somewhere, whatever signs I see on the way will determine whether the place will be favourable or not ,I silently whisper a prayer that this journey should beget good signs ..

Halfway there my girlfriend turned to me and says she has a confession,. What could that be I asked , she told me her name is not Silvia but SILiFA so I shouldn't be surprised if her parents call her SILiFA instead of Silvia , "wow " I replied although I felt betrayed that she lied but then because of my love for her I overlooked it .


So what else have you lied to me about I asked her, she looked at me with a puppy face and said ," err my dad is a Native doctor and not a retired banker".. she quickly added that she's really sorry and she assured me that he's a nice man and she lied to me because she doesn't want to lose me . .

When I heard this I was both angry and surprised ,but I decided to calm because I thought maybe she's just playing mind games with me , I smiled and told her " Babe no matter what I will always love you ,I'm marrying you and not your parents".. I told her to rest and we would continue our discussion later .

She rested her head on my shoulder and slept off,while I begin to ponder what trouble might be awaiting me at Ilorin , What if she was saying the truth ?. What if I get there and the man use me as sacrifice for the gods or what if ....

My thoughts were cut short when the driver shouted ,the shout was so loud that everyone sleeping woke up ,he was on the phone with someone and the person gave him the news that his wife just died while she was giving birth ..

He was sad and we all tried to console him ,the man was already crying , but he told us thank you and assured us he is fine

Everyone returned to thier calmness until the driver started saying " My people nothing in this life ,I'm tired I just want to die "...

"Haaaaaaaaaaaa "we all screamed ,everybody started begging not to die and that he should stop saying those words and have hope .

"You people don't understand,I have nothing to live for ,pls let. Me die "... There was huge commotion in the bus and everyone was begging and advising him ,some were even offering him job and money to start a new life .

The driver told us thank you once again and kept on driving ,he then inserted a disc in the radio and " Jesus take the wheel " by carrie underwood was playing, He increased the volume and was singing along to the lyrics ,the elderly man beside him angrily switched the music off and told him to play another song Because Jesus cannot drive

" My son no let these oyinbo people decieve you ,jesus no sabi drive o "".. ,Next thing the bus started swaying left and right In full speed ,we realized that the driver hand is no longer on the wheels but on his head "his eyes was filled with tears and he keep singing jesus take the wheel "...

The man in the far back jumped to the front and was trying to keep the steering still while some are cursing the driver others were begging him to please stop driving.

He later came back to his senses , he parked the bus and stopped , he got down and was apologizing, he gave the bus key to an elderly man saying he needs time to rest and that someone else should take over the driving for now.

Then everyone started wondering who would drive us, the bus was filled with elderly men and women and they all claimed they could not drive suddenly my girlfriend shouted " My boyfriend can drive he is a good driver "... Omo I weak , I remembered I once brag to her that I can drive but the truth is that the only time I ever drove a car was in my dream and even there sef I still get accident.

Immediately she said that the elderly man gave me the key saying am the youngest and that I look responsible enough .

I should have said No immediately but my girlfriend was happy and everyone was clapping for me. so out of shame I collected the key



Typing...

was bored until I read this

RealGboy:
immediately I turned right to see who was greeting me . Lo and behold I saw the most beautiful creature ever , the babe must be in her early twenties , not fair not dark but glowing , she's got curves , dimples and was blessed both front and back ,

How I was able to see all these in just 2 seconds is another topic entirely , I greeted her back and introduced myself as the new tenant ( seeing the babe automatically made me certain Its a good house after all).

I told her my name and she replied with her name adding that she's the landlord daughter ,

I replied ooh nice to meet you , that's when I noticed her carrying some bats about 3 bats in a parker .

I was shocked again and I asked her if bats do come to the compound ,she looked surprise and asked me where I saw bat .I pointed to her hand and she laughed and said "No these are just mosquitoes"..

"Jesussssss " I screamed ,she smiled and told me it's nothing to worry about she also assured me that she will put me through on how to stop them from coming into my room..

When I heard that my senses flew away , " Are you sure you would put me through" I asked again .
She replied yeah ,she then ask if I am married and I quickly replied that I'm not married and very single ..
She just smiled and said " Me too" ..

Before I could say anything else the caretaker showed up ,and the girl excuse us assuring me that she will check on me later ..

When the caretaker asked "How far u like the house ?". I replied yes yes .it's a beautiful place with beautiful animals .(up till now I still couldn't believe I said that )..

We proceeded to the ATM,I withdrew the money ,signed agreement,paid and collected key.
There was not much to do in the room , except for the door net ,

I was introduced to someone that could help me fix the net ,I paid and left for my friend house ,the thought of the babe has clouded my mind and I totally forgot about the

Dog that looked like Lion
Rat that looked like Cat
Mosquito that looked like bat ..


I got home that night unknown to me that my troubles had just began





Typing..

9ice one

Unclesmart12:
Guys I will update soon my battery is low, please bear with me

waiting patiently

SaAyomikun:
Hi Nairaladers,

I've noticed these acen-like spots on my face since around 5 years ago. Then, I didn't pay much attention cause I was erroneously convinced into believing it was caused by eating too much oil. Well, I cut down my oil consumption totally and those spots remain there.

The shocking part is they exist only around my eyes. The remaining of my face is smooth except around my eyes.

I have used several ointments including Ytacan and Funbact- A, still no difference.

Recently, somebody prescribed an ointment called "RETIN-A" for me but before using it, I wish to seek advice from the good people of this forum.

Please, do I go ahead to buy the RETIN-A or there's a better option?
I need advice, please.

Try tydineal

Middleborn:
OK, so I got a job employment from FIRS (federal inland revenue service). I was asked to come to Abuja Monday next week.
Today I also got a mail that I have been employed in the SDG's (sustainable development goals) team. I was asked to report to Abuja next week.

I'm so happy. But I realize I have to choose one of them, since they're both federal jobs. please I want those of you here who know about these jobs to tell me which of them is the surest, which of them will fetch me the bigger bucks. BTW, I'm a Bsc holder in Mathematics and Statistics. Please I need your inputs. Thank you.

congratulations, please show me the way

Jaika:
I think it has something to do with plantain. Pls help me with its meaning.

plantain chips (Ipekere)

Newly built "beautiful" 3 bedroom flat ensuit at Agbe road, Abule Egba very close to Beckley estate. With very large packing space
650,000 a year/ 325,000 half a year= 975,000
Legal fee = 100,000
Agency fee= 150,000
No caution fee

Total package= 1,225,000 (1&half yrs)

Call or Whatsapp Olugbenga....07033454311
Newly built 2 bedroom flats in a private estate also available.

JasonJidenna:
Well, I am an Anioma boy, Issele-Uku to be precise and I can tell you that I am from the South South.

Issele-ukwu is cool, I served there in 2012/13