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sistawoman:
He thinks I "baby" the children too much and would not really understand why I wanted to postpone the appointment to stay home and wait for them. So I lied, when confronted with it i told the truth and explained why. He insisted i was not being truthful so i hit him with some sarcasm I said "yea i am hiding something and i am not telling because it is a seceret and that is why you hide it" He said fine good bye and we have not spoken in about 24 hours now.

I was mad as hell that 1. he checked up on me, and 2. he did not believe me when i explained it to him.

“Some of these guys are very promiscuous. The ‘Top’ especially get more sexual requests than Bottoms and if one is not careful, one will get over-used. You can’t take all the orders that will be advanced to you. I have been reckless before, but now I am very careful. One has to think of one’s future especially someone like me that desires to get married and have children,” one of them said.

A lawyer, who confessed that he patronised male university students, and who spoke under the condition of anonymity, said he became a homosexual during his days as a boarding house pupil.

He said he was introduced into the act by a school mate. “It was very rampant then and I found out that many of my mates were also involved. Though I got married after my university education, I still engage in it now because old habits die hard. I must tell you that it is a terrible habit though because I find it difficult to enjoy sex with my wife. These days, I find male partners among people of my calibre, especially some of my friends that were in the same secondary school with me

kadman:
. What I wanted her to understand is that Madonna is THE BEST SELLING FEMALE ARTIST in the whole freakin' world, that show's that 1. No one cares about her opinion 2. She has very poor taste.

DeepZone:
Zing!!!!;There is no telling on where this thread is heading to. Why ibo nurses? Are there no Yoruba,Ibibio etc families that have gone through the same? Is it only ibos that are on the list up there? Why not change the thread title to "Ibo nurses beware of your men" instead chipping ibo here and there in disguise? So just because someone compiled an email with 7 selected stories(i received this story in my email), you decide to conclude in your limited mind that it's only ibo women that are prone to that? No wonder you guys are only interested in the heinous crime itself just to propagate ethnic hatred. Y

you've done a survey of all the nurses in America, all your claims about nurses being "pompous"

is a complete farce. Show me the survey, then we'D talk.

the only mistake is see these men making is commiting the acts in Yankee. it would have been wiser to bring those sorry as*se nurses back to Naija and butcher deal with them.
Let me see which popo go come disturb me for my village. nonsense

kadman:
COMPLETE PLAYLIST FOR STICKY & SWEET TOUR


"Candy Shop"
"Beat Goes On"
"Human Nature"
"Vogue"
"Die Another Day Remix" (Video Interlude)
"Into the Groove"
"Heartbeat"
"Borderline"
"She's Not Me"
"Music"
"Rain / Here Comes The Rain Again" (Video Interlude)
"Devil Wouldn't Recognize You"
"Spanish Lesson"
"Miles Away"
"La Isla Bonita"
"You Must Love Me"
"Get Stupid Remix" (Video Interlude)
"4 Minutes"
"Like a Prayer" featuring a part of "Don't you want me" by Felix
"Ray of Light"
"Hung Up"
"Give It 2 Me"


@ Karma, the show ends with Give It To Me, not Hung Up. Cheers

davidylan:
helping to clean and maintain the house? I actually pity Nigerian women, seems this guy bent well over backwards to please you because u're white. Lucky you.

SeanT21:
Damn. How can I convince yall that he is a good person.

It was not always like this. When me and Tunde first started out it was pure heaven. We couldn’t keep our hands off each other and every second we spent together just wasn’t enough. He was a little over protective but I felt comfort and love.
We moved in together 6months after we started dating. My mother was not happy at all but she couldn’t say much apart from
“If it happens don’t get an abortion!”

A month into moving in together things changed. He said work had got stressful lately the day he smashed a plate in a rage because I didn’t answer his call. The plate narrowly missed my head.
“Tunde !!!” I screamed
“I'm sorry. Oh my God baby?” He ran and held me
We didn’t talk about that incident again. I buried it in the back of my mind.
3months passed nothing. Then one day I had to stay late after work to finish up on a stock take. As I was leaving the office I walked passed my managers door.
“Thats me done for the night Patrick. Everything’s in order Laura just needs to fax it all off to head office in the morning” I sighed as I told him
“What would we do without you?” He smiled back at me. He rubbed his temples.
“I’m done here as well. Wait up I’ll drop you to the station” He made a move to put some files away
“Oh no don’t worry I don’t want to take you out of your way” I told him
He didn’t listen and he dropped me to the station. I gave him a peck on the cheek as I got out of his car. Good old Patrick he was close to 60 now but he worked like he was still 21. Never too busy to listen to what you had to say or help out. Good old Patrick.

“Tunde?” I called out as I shut the front door
There was no answer. Maybe he was upstairs. I called again. No answer.
A slight panic came over me. He should of been home hours ago. I checked my phone as I slowly walked up the stairs to check if he had sent me a message. Nothing. The bedroom light was on. My heart was in my throat as I pushed the door open. He was sitting at the desk.
“God Tunde you scared me I have been calling-“
“Where have you been?” he cut me off and spun round. There was a look of pure anger on his face I had only seen that look once the day he threw that plate.

I was annoyed at this stage. I dropped my bag on the bed and began to take off my Jacket.
“I was at work doing stock take I told you remember!” I snapped
“YOU were doing stock take?” he asking looking confused
I stopped undressing. Was he ok? I looked at him puzzled.
“ WHO WERE YOU WITH! “ He bellowed
“I was at work” tears welled up in my eyes what was happening?
I moved towards him and touched his arm and pulled him to face me
“Tunde whats going on?”
He recoiled in disgust.
“ I can smell his fucking aftershave on you!!!”
“what are you talking about? Who? I'm not cheating on you please stop this your scaring me!”
He grabbed my arm in a vice like grip and pulled me slowly towards him
“You a fucking liar” He bought his face close to mine.
His eyes were bloodshot his nostrils flared. “I CAN SMELL HIS AFTERSHAVE!!!” He screamed into my face.
“Let go of me!” I tried free my arm. I couldn’t understand what was happening my heart was racing as I broke into a sweat.
“Tell me the truth. Only you and your boss stayed late tonight I saw Dina she told me everything no one stayed later just you and him”

I had to calm him down damn that Dina I could just imagine her and her smutty humour.
“Tunde listen you know Patrick is very good to me I just stayed behind to help. But you already knew that”
“WHAT I KNEW WAS THAT YOU LIED TO ME AND SAID YOU HAD STOCK TAKE AT WORK!” He roared
“ I did. I swear it” I was sobbing now
“Tunde please your hurting me.
“Why are you making me do this?” He bent his head and started sobbing

All of a sudden he started to pull me towards the bed. All my pleading and shouting did nothing as he pushed me down on the bed and held me there.
I was petrified not knowing who this was or what he would do next. He held me down with one hand and began fumbling with his trousers.
Oh my God.
I could hear myself screaming no please stop but nothing. He slipped his belt from his trousers. The first blow silenced me. It was the shock more than anything else.
“Oya tell me the truth” He had his arm raised
“ Theres nothing to tell I swear it to you!!” I screamed

His blows rained down all over my body one caught my face. I felt a huge welt come up across my face. Blow after blow rained down on me. I kicked and thrashed like a wild dog trying to get free. I delivered a blow to his groin. He doubled over in pain. I ran for the door. He ran after me. I would not make it to the stairs. I ran into the bathroom and pushed the bolt home.

THUD he kicked the door
“Open the frigging door bitch”
THUD
“I'm going to break it down!”
THUD
I curled up into a ball on the cold bathroom floor and felt relief. The coldness against my torn flesh.
I sobbed my heart out. No one would come to help me.
THUD
“OPEN IT!”
My heart was racing like mad as fear shook me to my very core I wanted to pee myself. Not one thought made sense.
THUD

It wasnt always like this.
The door can off the hinges and he lunged at me.

onyinye2:
That is what they all say.