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 Literature / Re: A Strange Love (18+) by kweensheba: 7:58pm On Sep 01, 2022 |
“No, I have other plans Tinu, "I replied. “Mike, are you avoiding me?” “Not at all. I was invited to a friends this afternoon and I decided to go," I answered, trying my best to sound convincing. “alright, "she said, “Have a nice day, I miss you.” “I miss you too, sweetheart.” The next week was just about done and New Years Eve was approaching. Again I had no plans, and figured I would spend the holidays alone watching TV. Friday night was New Year’s Eve, on Wednesday, I received a call from a longtime friend of mine. We had went to the same high school together and both had played ball later at the same college. I had heard he had just opened up some sort of night club in the city, but never really heard much about it. We quickly caught up on each other’s lives, not that I had much to tell. He told me that he was having a huge party on New Year’s Eve at his club. A sort of grand opening, he explained. He invited me to come, adding that, I would be his VIP Guest and everything would be on the house. I’m not much of a drinker and I definitely am not the club type. I started to make my excuses but Tee would hear none of it. “You know you have absolutely nothing to do but sit home and be miserable," he said, “You will be here or I will come and get you, period, " I knew Tee, he never bluffed. He would come and get me. I agreed to go for a while and he gave me the address to the new club. He told me the party would start at about 9 p.m. and last till who knew when. He told me to bring anyone I wanted as a guest and he would VIP them as well. Thursday morning at work, I went online and typed in the address for the club and saw it was only a block off Bourbon Street. In fact there was a website for the club. I clicked on the link, it took a while to load. When it did, it began apparent, this was just not a club. It was a very high end Diamond’s Club. I had never been to strip club before so I had no idea of what to expect. All that day, I really wanted to call him back and give him some excuse for not going. But knowing Tee, that would not fly. Soon it was time to leave and head home. I arrived home a bit later and saw the recorder light flashing, I had a message. I clicked on the machine and heard Tinu’s voice. She asked if I would call her at home when I got in. I picked up the phone and dialed her number. She answered the phone quickly. “Hey Mike," she said, “I want to invite you out with us tomorrow night. We are going to a huge party at one of Jimi’s friends house.” “Thanks Tinu, but I already have plans, "I replied. |
| Literature / Re: Lady Of The Pack (18+) by kweensheba: 7:45pm On Sep 01, 2022 |
She cut the call connection and put the phone on her big desk. 'I've just called the Customer Relation Manager that you will be working directly with. Don't forget: you are my eyes and ears in this place. You must always brief me about things that are going on.' 'Yes, ma,' I answered. The door gently opened and a lady stepped in. 'Good morning, madam,' she greeted. 'Good morning, Barbara. Sit down.' 'Thank you, ma'am.' Barbara sat down and regarded me briefly. 'Yes, Barbara,' madam said. 'This is Miss Queen Alade, the lady I told you will be your assistant as Deputy Customer Relation Manager. Queen, meet Barbara Ogbeha, the Customer Relation Manager. The two of you will be working together. I want maximum cooperation and high productivity.' I nodded in affirmation. 'Hello, Queen,' Barbara said. 'Good morning, madam,' I replied. 'Yes,' Madam Rose went on, turning to Barbara. 'You will show Queen her office. You will also put her through our operations here. Explain everything to her.' Madam Rose extended her right hand to me for a hand shake. 'Thank you, ma'am,' I said. 'You will get your letter of employment later today.' Again, I nodded in affirmation. 'Thank you, ma. I’m grateful.' Barbara and I stood up and left the office. Down the corridor, about three rooms from Madam Rose's office, was Barbara's own. Her office was small but cool, neat and well-arranged. 'Sit down,' she said. 'Thank you, Miss. Ogbeha.' 'Hey, just Barbara is okay,' he protested. I grinned. 'Okay, Barbara. Thank you.' She stared at me briefly and studied me. I studied her too. She couldn't be less than thirty-four. Almost the same height with me, but she was a bit plump and busty. She looked pretty and confident. She certainly looked like a lady who was not a push-over. 'I've seen your curriculum vitae, and I'm impressed,’ she said. ‘Having a Second Class Upper in Food Technology is no joke. But this is a complete different terrain. This place is not about being academic. It's about smartness and astuteness. Baby, you are in Lagos now, and you've got to be smart. Some guys will want to take you for a ride, and some ladies too. But that’s if you allow them.’ She paused to gauge my attentiveness. I was all ears. ‘In hotel Customer Relation, you meet all sorts of characters. You’ll meet the educated, the illiterate, the successful business people, and those ones that that are still struggling.’ I could see that I was in for a pep lecture. I waited. ‘You’ll meet honest ones and those ones that are unscrupulous and fraudulent. Hey, you must always be on your guard. People always want to take advantage of weak or soft ones.’ I nodded in agreement. ‘Queen, I don’t just want to be your boss or colleague. I want to be your friend. Do you accept my offer?’ I grinned. ‘Sure. It’s better we’re friends than we’re rivals.’ She nodded in affirmation and grinned too. ‘Good. That will make this our job much easier. This hotel will be gently opened to the public and business after its commissioning on Wednesday. Now, let me tell you how the place will operate.’ I nodded. ‘Okay, Barbara.’ |
| Literature / Re: The Nanny's Daughter/ Too Young to Love by kweensheba: 7:21pm On Aug 29, 2022 |
ajsino:. Thank you so much. I am grateful for these. God bless you and your work. |
| Literature / Re: The Nanny's Daughter/ Too Young to Love by kweensheba: 1:14pm On Aug 27, 2022 |
"Want to see them?" He nodded dumbly. "Come on." I led him by the hand down the hall to Mom and Daddy's bedroom and we walked into the walk-in closet and I stood on the shelf and reached into the farthest pigeon hole and took out a few camcorder cassettes tightly wrapped in rubber bands. Each had a tiny red X on the label and had the name of the town or resort. Akin took them and stared at them. "Is it right to look at them? I'm not sure." "I think it's all right for us to look at them, Akin." "OK." he muttered docilely. "I'm not sure we even have the camera anymore for these old ones." "I don't know. I played this one, which fits the new camera they got last Christmas." "Yeah," he muttered. He went down stairs to rummage for old cameras. He soon came back carrying a couple of huge old clunky looking cameras and a handful of cords. We went into the family room and pulled the hassock up to the TV. He attached the cords to the TV and put a tape in. The scenes were just scenes of the lake and the two couples going boating, seemingly in the natural combination of married couples. Scenes of them doing silly things, laughing having fun. I put my hand on Akin's thigh and squeezed. He nuzzled a kiss against my forehead. "They just look normal." he said. "I don't see anything wrong!" I had to agree. The scene switched to the next year or the following one. And then things started to change. There was a scene that showed Mom and Uncle Mato under the covers of a bed looking startled. Then they were laughing, but holding the covers up close. There was one of Daddy in bed with Auntie, which looked like one of those 'you took our picture now we get to take yours' things. And THEN, on another tape, there was a scene by a lake. A breakfast table on the veranda with Mom and Uncle Mato sitting with coffee, looking at the camera. Mom was bare-breasted and grinning impishly at the cameraman. There was sound on this one and Akin had to go and get another cord. They were just cutting up and telling the photographer, Daddy, to go away." There were a good number of pictures of all of them in the nude or in various stages of UnCloth, like you would on a vacation. But there were lots showing the brother/sister couples cuddling and finally one with Uncle Mato kissing Mom and squeezing her breast. "Isn't Mom beautiful?" I whispered. "Yeah, yes, she really is beautiful!" he said with a lot of emotion. There was another scene with the two women smiling and hugging and posing on the porch overlooking a large lake. They were both completely nude. Auntie's bush was trimmed to almost nothing but Mom's was quite full and looked lush like the hair on her head. I rubbed Akin's cock which was semi-hard and lying along his thigh under his shorts. I slipped my hand up the leg of the shorts and felt the head slip into my hand. We shared a deep kiss and he pulled me down on the floor to lie together and look at the lovers on the screen. I'd like to say we stopped looking at the tapes, but teenagers are not built with a high sense of preserving the privacy of others. "I enjoy ... I enjoy watching them, Akin..." He nodded as our tongues continued to play. "I want some pictures of us, too..." I said tentatively. "OK ... I will..." he said, looking deep into my eyes. "Whatever..." I didn't want to push him, so I just lay there enjoying our love play. He found my breast and pushed a nipple above my bra and quietly and gently suckled on it. I moaned and squirmed happily. 1 Like |
| Literature / Re: Lady Of The Pack (18+) by kweensheba: 12:53pm On Aug 27, 2022 |
By few minutes after seven, I was still waiting for her. I stood up to greet her as soon as she stepped inside the room. 'Good morning, madam,' I greeted. 'Good morning, Queen. You are looking good. I like your outfit. That's the spirit.' I grinned coyly. 'Thank you, ma. Your dressing is super, too.' She seemed gladdened. Indeed, her dressing, though 'iro' and 'buba', looked good on her. 'Lara!' she called out. Lara instantly answered from her room and soon came up. Madam Rose handed her bag to her and turned to face me. 'Alright, let's go.' I keenly followed them downstairs and outside to the waiting car. Mr. Kasali had washed the jeep and it looked sparkling. Once again, I sat beside madam in the jeep. In less than fifteen seconds we got to the front of the hotel. In the absence of Lara, I assisted madam with her bag. I could see the hotel edifice clearly now. In its nice-looking and fine view, it looked attractive from the outside. We got inside it and went to the lobby. I could also see the members of staff enthusiastically greeting Madam Rose. The interior was very attractive. Madam Rose must have spent quite a lot to put that building in place. By the lobby was a corridor to the right. We followed it to the last door by the right. Madam took her bag from me, gently opened it and brought a bunch of keys out. She went through the keys and finally decided on the one to open the door. She stepped inside the cool room. Her portrait was on the wall and a small Nigerian flag was on her desk. This was Madam Rose's office. She motioned me to a seat while she went to sit behind the desk. She gingerly opened her handbag again and brought out her cell phone. Then, she put her eye glasses on, scrolled through the saved numbers on the phone and called a number. 'Hello,' she said into the mouth piece and paused briefly. 'Yeah, good morning. Are you in the office? Come over to my office.' She cut the call connection and put the phone on her big desk. 'I've just called the Customer Relation Manager that you will be working directly with. Don't forget: you are my eyes and ears in this place. You must always brief me about things that are going on.' 'Yes, ma,' I answered. The door gently opened and a lady stepped in. 'Good morning, madam,' she greeted. 'Good morning, Barbara. Sit down.' |
| Literature / Re: The Nanny's Daughter/ Too Young to Love by kweensheba: 7:29pm On Aug 20, 2022 |
The silence returned. I could feel the tension come to his body. "What do you mean, Temi..." "With Uncle Mato..." His breathing was short and his eyes darted around my face. He looked as if I were speaking another language. "You can't mean ... you can't know that..." I nodded my head. And I kissed him lightly on the chest. I looked into his eyes. "Yes." I said. He shook his head as if I were speaking gibberish. Did you ever notice at Thanksgiving or Christmas when they are together, how often they hold hands/ How they touch each other when telling a story about growing up? How they look so ... in love ... when they are close?" "Well. We probably look that way too. We're good friends ... we touch." I nodded my head in agreement. "Almost the same way. But not quite." "Well, they are older. It doesn't mean ... that ... doesn't mean what you are saying. Does it?" Daddy too." I said softly. "WHAT?" "Daddy and Aunt Charity. They have sex, too. Brother and sister, too, and they have sex together. Actually probably having sex today. Perhaps right now. I looked at my watch. I think it is wonderful, how the two sets of brothers and sisters have managed to remain close and quietly remain sex partners over all these years. Imagine. And we never knew." "I cannot believe such a thing." "It's true, sweetheart." I grinned. "My first 'sweetheart, ' too." "Nahhhhhh!" he started laughing. "You're pulling my leg. I don't think this one is funny, though." But he pulled me close and kissed my lips for a long kiss. "It explains my dream back when I was tiny. I've never told you, but I once had a dream that I woke up frightened one night and ran into Mom and Dad's room to crawl in between them. But in my dream, it was Uncle Mato ... not Daddy. Mom hugged me quickly into her arms against her breasts and when I looked up again, he was gone and Daddy was coming into the room in his pajamas. We all hugged and kissed and talked about there being nothing to be afraid of. I never thought of it as being scary or anything being wrong. I think that is when they started having two mini-vacations a year to be together without kids." "My god, you have built a whole fantasy world around this, honey. You have to forget this." ""Want to see?" He looked bewildered. "I can show you. When we were gathering all those old video tapes from when we were little? When you got your MAC computer for Christmas and we were going to edit all the old tapes?" "Yessssss..." he said quietly. "I found some tapes we were never supposed to find." I let that sink in. He looked at me, eyes wide. "And I looked at them a little when you had to go to the store for Mom. They are tapes that Mom and Daddy and Uncle Mato and Aunt Charity took on their vacations. Of them ... having sex..." Akin leaned back and scratched his head. "Want to see them?" He nodded dumbly. 1 Like |
| Literature / Re: Lady Of The Pack (18+) by kweensheba: 7:12pm On Aug 20, 2022 |
‘You are welcome.’ I gently opened the long wardrobe and put my suitcases inside. Later, I decided, I would arrange my things there. ‘Now, let me take you upstairs,’ Lara said. I nodded in affirmation again. on our way out, she pointed at a bunch of three keys hanging in the key hole. ‘These ones are the keys to your room. I’ll advise that when you are not in, always lock the door.’ Again, I nodded in affirmation. We stepped out of the room. Just as she suggested, I removed the bunch and locked the door. We climbed the tiled bed up to the first bed. Immediately we got to the top, next to the stair case by the right, was a large room that served as the living-room. The black leather seats looked exquisite. Madam Rose was obviously a woman of impeccable. There was a large and impressive flat screen on, and it was showing a food and drinks channel. I watched and was impressed with the sumptuous meals they showcased. Roses Hotel must strive to excel if it must be at par with providing the kind of quality food shown on the television. Madam came to meet me. She chose a sofa not far from my seat. 'Yes, Queen. Let me give you some briefings on your work,’ she stated in earnest. ‘You are actually to be the Deputy Customer Relation Manager. Yes, for now, I've brought a lady that will be the substantive manager. She has working experience in hotel Customer Relation. You will be her deputy and you are to understudy her. The moment you've learnt the ropes, you'll take over. I do believe that you will learn fast.' I nodded in affirmation. 'Any time you want to relax, you can come up here. Meanwhile, I will tell Lara to get us something for dinner.' She stood up and went downstairs. I sat back comfortably on my seat. Then, I remembered I had not called mummy to let her know that I had safely arrived Lagos. Promptly, I brought out my phone and called her. I promptly woke up early the following morning, took my bath and dressed up for work. The black skirt, white shirt and black jacket I wore fitted me well, certainly and undoubtedly. I was to go to the living-room upstairs and wait for Madam Rose. By few minutes after seven, I was still waiting for her. I stood up to greet her as soon as she stepped inside the room. Lady of the Park: |
| Literature / Re: Lady Of The Pack (18+) by kweensheba: 8:25pm On Aug 13, 2022 |
Roses Hotel again. She had gone to resume as P.A to Steve Renoya, the CEO of RenOil Oil and Gas. I wished her the best. I had no qualms that I declined taking up the appointment. My earnings in Roses were not bad and if I planned well with my income, I would continue to live comfortably. She called me about mid-day. ‘Hello, baby girl.’ ‘Hello, Barbara. How’re you?’ ‘Cool. I’ve started the work as P.A to De Gov’nor.’ ‘Yeah. How’s the work?’ ‘Cool. I’m sure I’m going to enjoy it.’ She sounded excited and, again, I wished her the best. That evening, De Gov’nor called me. ‘Let’s meet in that hotel suite,’ he said. ‘Okay,’ I answered. ‘But I may come a bit late. Now that Barbara has left, I have more work to do.’ He was silent for some seconds. ‘Like what time will you be leaving the place?’ he asked. ‘Maybe by nine in the evening,’ I replied. Again he was silent briefly. ‘I’ll send a driver to come and pick you,’ he said. ‘His name is Patrick. That will save you the stress of coming here late in the night.’ ‘Oh, you are such a darling,’ I said. Few minutes to nine, the reception lady called to inform me that a man by the name Patrick was waiting to see me. ‘Let him wait,’ I said. I tidied up some things and got ready. The ride to Ikoyi was smooth. I sat at the rear right seat of the Prado jeep. I must say I was impressed by the presidential treatment De Gov’nor was giving me. I honestly wished more of such would come. It was few minutes past ten when I stepped inside De Gov’nor’s suite. From the way he grinned expansively, he was glad to see me. ‘What will you like to eat, dear?’ he asked. I had eaten about seven p.m., so I wasn’t hungry. ‘I’m okay. I ate just some hours ago.’ ‘What about chicken? Will you like to take just fried chicken?’ Gosh, this man was trying to be nice. I grinned. I did not really want anything, but maybe taking some chicken was not a bad idea. ‘Okay,’ I said, the smile still on my face. She placed me on his laps. ‘How’s my friend doing at work?’ I asked. ‘Not bad, so far. But I wish you were my P.A.’ Wonderful, I thought. I must have got a wonderful aura. ‘Barbara is good,’ I pointed out. ‘She’s hard-working and dedicated.’ He grunted. I wondered why he was particular about me being his P.A. There was a soft rapping on the door. I went to open it. The room service had come with his order. The food was brought in a large tray. De Gov’nor asked that the tray be put on he center, glass table and tipped the guy. ‘Thank you, sir,’ the beneficiary said and left. We ate in silence. I had to force myself to have the appetite and to munch the chicken. After the meal, he allowed some minutes of rest before the passionate action began. In what was becoming a normal trend, he did it only once and collapsed on the bed. The following morning, I promptly woke up at five to start preparing for work. I was dressing up when he gently opened his eyes. ‘Hello, love,’ he greeted. |
| Literature / Re: Lady Of The Pack (18+) by kweensheba: 1:19pm On Aug 09, 2022 |
Barbara called him and he asked her to come for the test and interview the following day by ten in the morning. ‘I’ll go there straight from my house,’ Barbara told me. ‘You will have to cover up for me. Tell madam I went to the bank.’ ‘No problem.’ She did as she said. It was almost 1.30 p.m., when she came to work. Thankfully, since I was up and doing, madam did not notice her long absence. ‘How did it go?’ I asked. She nodded in affirmation. ‘All went well. I did the written and verbal tests and came out in flying colors. He says he will get back to me within twenty hours.’ I looked surprised. ‘Get back to? Why can’t he employ you immediately?’ Barbara grinned wryly. ‘I wonder o.’ The following morning, Barbara got a call from De Gov’nor and gave her the message she had been yearning to hear. ‘He has said I can come around to pick my letter of employment. I’m to start the work next Monday.’ ‘Ah, congratulations.’ I hugged her. Then, it suddenly dawned on me that she would be leaving me at Roses Hotel. ‘Wait a minute, Barbara. Are you really going to leave me alone, here?’ She hugged me again. ‘Don’t you worry, baby. We’ll arrange for how we’ll be meeting. Barbara will never abandon you, Queen darling.’ I was very much comforted by These ones words. About four p.m., Madam Rose called me to her office. ‘Barbara said she has got another job, and she would be leaving by Sunday,’ she said. I nodded in affirmation. ‘She told me so.’ She sighed. ‘She has been doing well since we started this Customer Relation,’ she continued. ‘There’s no doubt she’s an asset to us and we’re going to miss her. Well, such is life. There’s no way I could stop a young woman from progressing in life.’ I nodded in but wondered if she would say the same thing if I were to be the one that had given my notice of resigning. ‘You are going to be the acting Customer Relation Manager. If you handle the position well, I will only employ someone to assist you. Otherwise, I will get another Manager. But, I trust you. I trust that you will do well.’ I beamed in smile. ‘Thank you, ma.’ Later that evening, late in the night, Barbara and I were in my room. As soon as we got inside the place, she was all over me, kissing and caressing. Several minutes later, we snuggled to each other in bed, gladdened that we had satisfied our desire. ‘I can’t leave you,’ she said. ‘The fact that I’m changing job does not mean end to our relationship. We’ve got to be seeing, and you have to be the one to be coming to my house.’ Her house was not far away. With a bike, I could get there within five minutes. ‘That will be no problem,’ I answered. ‘And of course, I’ll be coming here too - once in a while.’ On Monday morning, the reality hit me that Barbara would not be coming to work for Roses Hotel again. She had gone to resume as P.A to Steve Renoya, the CEO of RenOil Oil and Gas. I wished her the best. I had no qualms that I declined taking up the appointment. My earnings in Roses were not bad and if I planned well with my income, I would continue to live comfortably. She called me about mid-day. ‘Hello, baby girl.’ |
| Literature / Re: Getting Lost In Lust (18+) by kweensheba: 8:07pm On Jul 27, 2022 |
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| Romance / Re: A Strange Love by kweensheba: 8:04pm On Jul 27, 2022 |
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| Literature / Re: The Things Madam Kofo Did (18+) by kweensheba: 7:58pm On Jul 27, 2022 |
FairCritic:And some guys are even more shameless. |
| Literature / Re: The Nanny's Daughter/ Too Young to Love by kweensheba: 6:18am On Jul 25, 2022 |
"Let's rest!" he called, and we pulled down a lane to the boat launch area where we could sit and skip rocks on the quiet lake. "I don't even know what to say." he said. "Just say "Yes." I said quietly and reached to hold his hand after making sure no one was around. He wouldn't let m hold his hand in public. "Akin, listen to me. Back when she was a cheerleader, Mary got let one of the football players Bleep her under the bleachers! They were sort of going steady, and he was a senior. He hurt her! He just shoved it in and tore her hymen. There was a lot of blood and he wasn't even nice to her. It was terrible. Just terrible for her. She got infected, too. I know that same thing could happen to me. You know, just get carried away or something. And it wouldn't be someone I loved or who loved me and it would be a terrible memory. And I know that I could be talked into it, you know how I enjoy thinking about it! And since Mary told me, I have been looking things up - you know, Googling stuff! So I really know a lot about it. And I decided that I want my darling brother, who I love, adore and who loves me, to be the one to help me lose my hymen." We rode back home rather quietly. I could tell that Akin was thinking about what I had said. It was 3 PM. He slumped into a chair in the family room. "Why don't you ever ask me anything easy?" he groaned. "And don't look at me with tears in your eyes, either. You know I can't stand that! and, also, come here and sit with me, Goofy." He held his arms open and I sprawled in his arms, lying across his body with my cheek against his chest. "Temi, sweetheart. I mean ... think what Mom would say." "She won't know." "But just think what Mom and Dad would feel if ... we did ... and they found out sometime..." We sat in silence, me cuddling into the warmth of his body. After a couple minutes, I started again. "Mom did it..." I said in my smallest voice, buried against his chest. The silence returned. I could feel the tension come to his body. "What do you mean, Temi..." "With Uncle Mato..." His breathing was short and his eyes darted around my face. He looked as if I were speaking another language. "You can't mean ... you can't know that..." I nodded my head. And I kissed him lightly on the chest. I looked into his eyes. "Yes." I said. |
| Romance / Re: A Strange Love by kweensheba: 6:15am On Jul 25, 2022 |
It was better to stay home and have a quiet day. On Christmas Eve I stopped by my in laws' house and dropped off gifts for them and Jimi and Tinu. I told them I had been invited to a friends this year and wished them Merry Christmas. My mother-in-law walked me out to the car. I knew she wanted to talk to me about something. “Mike, what’s going on with you lately?" she asked me, “And don’t tell me your just tired.” “Mom, you know, its just this time of year, " I responded. “No, its more than that," she replied. I tried my best to reassure her nothing was wrong but as most mothers can do, I think she saw right through me. I continued to make excuses as I got in my car to leave. Once again, I wished her Merry Christmas and pulled out of the drive. Christmas morning arrived and felt like any other day. I got up, looked out in the front and saw a few of the neighbor’s children out playing with their new toys. I made some breakfast and settled in front of the television. A few hours passed and my cell phone rang. It was Tinu. I answered the phone. “Where are you, Mike?" she asked, “We are at Mom’s, she told me your not coming today.” “No, I have other plans Tinu, "I replied. “Mike, are you avoiding me?” 1 Like |
| Literature / Re: A Strange Love (18+) by kweensheba: 6:13am On Jul 25, 2022 |
It was better to stay home and have a quiet day. On Christmas Eve I stopped by my in laws' house and dropped off gifts for them and Jimi and Tinu. I told them I had been invited to a friends this year and wished them Merry Christmas. My mother-in-law walked me out to the car. I knew she wanted to talk to me about something. “Mike, what’s going on with you lately?" she asked me, “And don’t tell me your just tired.” “Mom, you know, its just this time of year, " I responded. “No, its more than that," she replied. I tried my best to reassure her nothing was wrong but as most mothers can do, I think she saw right through me. I continued to make excuses as I got in my car to leave. Once again, I wished her Merry Christmas and pulled out of the drive. Christmas morning arrived and felt like any other day. I got up, looked out in the front and saw a few of the neighbor’s children out playing with their new toys. I made some breakfast and settled in front of the television. A few hours passed and my cell phone rang. It was Tinu. I answered the phone. “Where are you, Mike?" she asked, “We are at Mom’s, she told me your not coming today.” “No, I have other plans Tinu, "I replied. “Mike, are you avoiding me?” 1 Like |
| Pets / Re: I Met This Unique Family That Keeps Pythons As Pets. by kweensheba: 6:06pm On Jul 23, 2022 |
Unique indeed.
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| Politics / Re: 2023: Umahi Denies Allegations Of Working Against Obi, Says Ebonyi Will Vote APC by kweensheba: 5:41pm On Jul 23, 2022 |
He is not working against Obi, yet he is for APC. This is very contradictory.
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| Romance / Re: A Strange Love by kweensheba: 9:37am On Jul 20, 2022 |
I went out again to wash and vacuum my vehicle. All day long I was hoping for my phone to ring, but it never did. Again I went to bed that night longing for Tinu. The next morning was Sunday and again it was my standing dinner engagement at my in-laws. I dressed and arrived at about noon as usual and went around the rear of the house. I entered through the kitchen door to the familiar sight of my mother-in-law standing at the stove cooking. As soon as the aroma hit me, I knew she was cooking chicken and sausage pepper soup, one of my favorites. I kissed her on the cheek and sat down at the table. We made our usual small talk to pass the time. Then if by after thought she added that Tinu and Jimi were coming over today as well. I was not sure how to take that news. While it would be great to see Tinu finally, I would have to see her with him. Suddenly I realized that I really disliked Jimi a lot more then I really had the right to. After all, Tinu was his wife and no matter how poorly he treated her, I was still the bad guy here. I was going to have to be very careful how I reacted to both him and Tinu in public from now on. This was not going to be every easy. About twenty minutes passed before I heard them pull into the drive. Here goes I thought, this is going to be awkward. Jimi walked in first followed by Tinu. Her eyes met mine but she quickly looked away. I could see the panic in her eyes. They both went over to Mummy and kissed her. Jimi came over and shook my hand and gave me his normal, you should be happy to see me face. Tinu followed and leaned over, kissed my cheek and gave me a quick hug. It was extremely unpleasant to say the least. Not the contact, the situation. They both sat at the table and made small talk. I made a real effort to look at Tinu as little as possible. Jimi was going on and on to my father in law about how he was supposed to be playing golf today. Obviously, two of the four members he normally played with could not make it this morning so it was called off. Soon my mother-in-law was finished and we were moving to the dining room to eat. “Mike, would you help me bring the food into the dining room?" she asked me. “Sure, Mom, no problem," I replied. When everyone had left the kitchen for the other room, she touched me on the arm and looked at me with a very troubled look on her face, “Are you ok, Mike?" she asked, “You seem very quiet today. In fact you haven’t said a word since Tinu and Jimi arrived.” “I’m alright Mom," I answered, “There is no problem, ma.” If you only knew I thought, as she handed me the large pot of pepper soup. I Bimbod the pot to the dining room table, returned to help her with the bread and drinks. My in laws took their usual seats at both ends of the table. Jimi and Tinu sat at the two chairs across from me. I took a chair across from them and made sure I was directly across from Tinu. I sat down and began to eat. As was usual when Jimi was around, he was the center of the conversation. I only joined in when I was asked a direct question. I replied as quickly and briefly as I could and would return to my meal. I noticed that Tinu was extremely quiet as well in spite of her Dad’s best attempts to get her in the conversation. I looked up a few times and caught Tinu glancing over at me. I would quickly look away as to not let everyone know with my eyes, what was Obviously written all over my face. I had fell head over heels in love with my wife’s younger sister. Soon it was time to head home and I said my quick goodbyes and made for my car. On the drive back I began wondering how long this charade would play out. The more I thought about it, the more I became convinced that there was no way we could effectively have an affair and keep it quiet. And to be honest, I realized that I wanted much more than an affair. The more thought I gave this situation the more I realized it just could not continue. By the time I arrived home, I made a decision not to pursue Tinu any longer. The next two to three weeks passed and I made no attempt to contact Tinu and she made no attempt to contact me. I figured by that time, she pretty much felt the same as I did. As good as it was, it was just not something that could continue. It was the beginning of December and Christmas was almost here. I really had grown to hate holidays these past few years. Everyone was always so happy and surrounded by family. With Deola gone and no children, Christmas was just depressing as hell for me. The extent of my Christmas shopping was a present for mother and father in law and one for Tinu and Jimi. My relatives were far away. My only sibling had traveled abroad. As my parents were both deceased, I was practically all alone. I always waited till the last minute to shop and this year was probably going to be the same. About a week before Christmas I got the usual call from my in-laws inviting me for Christmas Dinner. I told them that I might not be able to make it this year, I may have other plans. In fact I had no plans, but the thought of spending hours that close to Tinu again was something I did not think I could handle. It was better to stay home and have a quiet day. 1 Like |
| Literature / Re: A Strange Love (18+) by kweensheba: 9:36am On Jul 20, 2022 |
I went out again to wash and vacuum my vehicle. All day long I was hoping for my phone to ring, but it never did. Again I went to bed that night longing for Tinu. The next morning was Sunday and again it was my standing dinner engagement at my in-laws. I dressed and arrived at about noon as usual and went around the rear of the house. I entered through the kitchen door to the familiar sight of my mother-in-law standing at the stove cooking. As soon as the aroma hit me, I knew she was cooking chicken and sausage pepper soup, one of my favorites. I kissed her on the cheek and sat down at the table. We made our usual small talk to pass the time. Then if by after thought she added that Tinu and Jimi were coming over today as well. I was not sure how to take that news. While it would be great to see Tinu finally, I would have to see her with him. Suddenly I realized that I really disliked Jimi a lot more then I really had the right to. After all, Tinu was his wife and no matter how poorly he treated her, I was still the bad guy here. I was going to have to be very careful how I reacted to both him and Tinu in public from now on. This was not going to be every easy. About twenty minutes passed before I heard them pull into the drive. Here goes I thought, this is going to be awkward. Jimi walked in first followed by Tinu. Her eyes met mine but she quickly looked away. I could see the panic in her eyes. They both went over to Mummy and kissed her. Jimi came over and shook my hand and gave me his normal, you should be happy to see me face. Tinu followed and leaned over, kissed my cheek and gave me a quick hug. It was extremely unpleasant to say the least. Not the contact, the situation. They both sat at the table and made small talk. I made a real effort to look at Tinu as little as possible. Jimi was going on and on to my father in law about how he was supposed to be playing golf today. Obviously, two of the four members he normally played with could not make it this morning so it was called off. Soon my mother-in-law was finished and we were moving to the dining room to eat. “Mike, would you help me bring the food into the dining room?" she asked me. “Sure, Mom, no problem," I replied. When everyone had left the kitchen for the other room, she touched me on the arm and looked at me with a very troubled look on her face, “Are you ok, Mike?" she asked, “You seem very quiet today. In fact you haven’t said a word since Tinu and Jimi arrived.” “I’m alright Mom," I answered, “There is no problem, ma.” If you only knew I thought, as she handed me the large pot of pepper soup. I Bimbod the pot to the dining room table, returned to help her with the bread and drinks. My in laws took their usual seats at both ends of the table. Jimi and Tinu sat at the two chairs across from me. I took a chair across from them and made sure I was directly across from Tinu. I sat down and began to eat. As was usual when Jimi was around, he was the center of the conversation. I only joined in when I was asked a direct question. I replied as quickly and briefly as I could and would return to my meal. I noticed that Tinu was extremely quiet as well in spite of her Dad’s best attempts to get her in the conversation. I looked up a few times and caught Tinu glancing over at me. I would quickly look away as to not let everyone know with my eyes, what was Obviously written all over my face. I had fell head over heels in love with my wife’s younger sister. Soon it was time to head home and I said my quick goodbyes and made for my car. On the drive back I began wondering how long this charade would play out. The more I thought about it, the more I became convinced that there was no way we could effectively have an affair and keep it quiet. And to be honest, I realized that I wanted much more than an affair. The more thought I gave this situation the more I realized it just could not continue. By the time I arrived home, I made a decision not to pursue Tinu any longer. The next two to three weeks passed and I made no attempt to contact Tinu and she made no attempt to contact me. I figured by that time, she pretty much felt the same as I did. As good as it was, it was just not something that could continue. It was the beginning of December and Christmas was almost here. I really had grown to hate holidays these past few years. Everyone was always so happy and surrounded by family. With Deola gone and no children, Christmas was just depressing as hell for me. The extent of my Christmas shopping was a present for mother and father in law and one for Tinu and Jimi. My relatives were far away. My only sibling had traveled abroad. As my parents were both deceased, I was practically all alone. I always waited till the last minute to shop and this year was probably going to be the same. About a week before Christmas I got the usual call from my in-laws inviting me for Christmas Dinner. I told them that I might not be able to make it this year, I may have other plans. In fact I had no plans, but the thought of spending hours that close to Tinu again was something I did not think I could handle. It was better to stay home and have a quiet day. |
| Literature / Re: The Nanny's Daughter/ Too Young to Love by kweensheba: 7:15pm On Jul 11, 2022 |
"Shhhh! I said quietly. "Shhhh!" I couldn't help smiling, he was so shocked. "That's why I didn't answer or agree to one of your rules." He thought back. I could see the gears turning in his head. "You're crazy!" he finally concluded. "Not on your life!" I smiled and looked down at my fork again. There was still a strawberry on my plate and I stabbed it and offered it across the table. He took it on his tongue and closed his mouth around it, his eyes never leaving mine. "Temi, sweetheart! You know I would love to ... yunno ... I would. I won't deny it. But, of course we can't ... you know brothers and sisters ... just can't. Let me hear it, I know there is always something behind it when you come up with some weird plan!" He said quietly. "That's the first time!" "What ... losing it?" "No, the first time you have EVER called me 'sweetheart.'" He wrinkled his brow, thinking. "I guess so. Did I?" "Yes, you did! I wouldn't miss that." I just smiled at him. "Well, it ... it ... well, " he just stumbled and spluttered, not knowing what to say. "Well, you know I love you ... as a sister!" "You're doing it with Flora!" "That's different. I wasn't her first, either ... so that's no logic ... we just cannot ... Much as I would love to ... because you are such a hottie... " He paused a long time. "And, Temi, because you are honestly the person who means most to me in all my life, to be honest, if that's what you want to hear. It's true. But because of that, I can't; even though I would love to." "I know, Akin. But it's really important to me." He got up and paid the check and I followed him out the door. We road off in the direction of Slater's lake, with him in the lead. After several blocks, he slowed and dropped back to let me pass. "I forgot how nice it is to follow you and your little cotton panties." I giggled and led the rest of the way, my mind continuing to churn the argument. "Let's rest!" he called, and we pulled down a lane to the boat launch area where we could sit and skip rocks on the quiet lake. "I don't even know what to say." he said. "Just say "Yes." I said quietly and reached to hold his hand after making sure no one was around. He wouldn't let m hold his hand in public. |
| Romance / Re: A Strange Love by kweensheba: 7:04pm On Jul 11, 2022 |
She smiled and waved at me and walked out of the room. A few seconds later I heard the front door open and close. Tinu texted me later that night that Jimi was watching her every move so a phone call was out of the question. She had to go to the bathroom just to message me. I decided not to reply in case he would be close. Although, it was not unusual for me to talk to Tinu, I just though any increase in our normal pattern might be bad for her. Less is better, especially now. I went to work the next morning and was soon deep in paper work. About 10 o’clock that morning Tinu called. She had been at work only a few minutes that morning. She told me that Jimi was being particularly interested in her every move. She told me that she woke in the middle of the night and saw him checking her phone. Thankfully she had deleted the message to me and I had not sent a reply. I told her maybe we should hold off on any more contact for a while and let things go back to normal. She agreed that might be the right thing to do at this time. We said our goodbyes and hung up. The week trudged on and I could not believe how bad I missed Tinu. It was not just the sex, it was the companionship. I had been alone for so long but never realized just how lonely I was. I think no matter what situation you find yourself in, you begin to adapt. I was looking forward to the weekend thinking that maybe I would get to see Tinu again. Soon it was Friday evening and I was on the way home. As was my normal ritual, I stopped and picked up dinner on the way. I passed Tinu’s but saw no car in the drive so I continued home. Several times that night, I thought about calling but decided against it. I just sat there half watching TV constantly checking my cell phone. Soon I decided to just go to bed early and put myself out of my misery. The next morning I got up about seven o’clock grabbed a bite to eat and went out. I went to the grocery and drug stores, returned home and put up the groceries. I went out again to wash and vacuum my vehicle. All day long I was hoping for my phone to ring, but it never did. Again I went to bed that night longing for Tinu. 1 Like |
| Literature / Re: A Strange Love (18+) by kweensheba: 7:03pm On Jul 11, 2022 |
She smiled and waved at me and walked out of the room. A few seconds later I heard the front door open and close. Tinu texted me later that night that Jimi was watching her every move so a phone call was out of the question. She had to go to the bathroom just to message me. I decided not to reply in case he would be close. Although, it was not unusual for me to talk to Tinu, I just though any increase in our normal pattern might be bad for her. Less is better, especially now. I went to work the next morning and was soon deep in paper work. About 10 o’clock that morning Tinu called. She had been at work only a few minutes that morning. She told me that Jimi was being particularly interested in her every move. She told me that she woke in the middle of the night and saw him checking her phone. Thankfully she had deleted the message to me and I had not sent a reply. I told her maybe we should hold off on any more contact for a while and let things go back to normal. She agreed that might be the right thing to do at this time. We said our goodbyes and hung up. The week trudged on and I could not believe how bad I missed Tinu. It was not just the sex, it was the companionship. I had been alone for so long but never realized just how lonely I was. I think no matter what situation you find yourself in, you begin to adapt. I was looking forward to the weekend thinking that maybe I would get to see Tinu again. Soon it was Friday evening and I was on the way home. As was my normal ritual, I stopped and picked up dinner on the way. I passed Tinu’s but saw no car in the drive so I continued home. Several times that night, I thought about calling but decided against it. I just sat there half watching TV constantly checking my cell phone. Soon I decided to just go to bed early and put myself out of my misery. The next morning I got up about seven o’clock grabbed a bite to eat and went out. I went to the grocery and drug stores, returned home and put up the groceries. I went out again to wash and vacuum my vehicle. All day long I was hoping for my phone to ring, but it never did. Again I went to bed that night longing for Tinu. 2 Likes |
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