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SeyiDominion:
‘Maybe you were too anxious,’ Rita said. ‘Next time try to relax and take your time. Also, learn not to rush at having sex.’

Something struck him. This lady was not an ordinary lady. The way she reacted was not ordinary or natural. She was damn too cool! It was as if she knew all along that this would happen. She had allowed him to expend energy on being prepared for ‘it’ and she had watched the anti-climax in bemused amazement. Gosh!

‘I’ll be going now,’ she announced. ‘See you another time.’

He wanted to stop her. He wanted to remind her that he was yet to offer her drinks. Above all, he wanted to tell her maybe he should try to get aroused again. But he could not do any of these.

Still bewildered, and still holding his dick, he watched as Rita stepped out of his bedroom. She smiled to herself as she stepped out of his flat.
Henry did not fit in to the kind of man she wanted. She had to get another man.


Tope was writing his news story on the rising incidence of child prostitute. Working as undercover journalist, he had been able break into a syndicate that operated child prostitution. It was disheartening that school girls aged between thirteen and sixteen now engaged in prostitution.

He had finished writing his findings. Together with the audio and video evidence, he sent the reports, via e-mail to his editor.

He also decided to post some of his findings on his Facebook page, admonishing parents to be more vigilant in monitoring their children,
especially those that were female. It was when he was still on-line that a friend request came in. a Miss Rita Tosan wanted to be his friend.

Tope accepted the friendship request.

While he was still surfing the internet, a message came from Rita, his latest friend. The message read: I can see that you just posted some findings on child prostitution. Great work. Keep it up.

Tope replied: Thank you. I believe more concern and vigilance can correct some of our anomalies and make our society a better place.

Rita replied, ‘I agree. We all need to work together to make our society a better place.’

Tope was impressed with his new friend. ‘I am a journalist and a blogger,’ he wrote. ‘Can I meet you?’

‘I work in the health sector,’ she replied.

Rita thought over this man that went by the name Tope. He sounded okay and she really wished he was. The guy sent her his number and asked
for hers. Ordinarily, a lady would be or should be cautious. He might be posing to be whom or what he was not. So many criminal-minded people hid under the social media to present false image and to perpetuate their obnoxious acts. But then, Rita was not just an ordinary lady.

SeyiDominion:
‘Maybe you were too anxious,’ Rita said. ‘Next time try to relax and take your time. Also, learn not to rush at having sex.’

Something struck him. This lady was not an ordinary lady. The way she reacted was not ordinary or natural. She was damn too cool! It was as if she knew all along that this would happen. She had allowed him to expend energy on being prepared for ‘it’ and she had watched the anti-climax in bemused amazement. Gosh!

‘I’ll be going now,’ she announced. ‘See you another time.’

He wanted to stop her. He wanted to remind her that he was yet to offer her drinks. Above all, he wanted to tell her maybe he should try to get aroused again. But he could not do any of these.

Still bewildered, and still holding his dick, he watched as Rita stepped out of his bedroom. She smiled to herself as she stepped out of his flat.
Henry did not fit in to the kind of man she wanted. She had to get another man.


Tope was writing his news story on the rising incidence of child prostitute. Working as undercover journalist, he had been able break into a syndicate that operated child prostitution. It was disheartening that school girls aged between thirteen and sixteen now engaged in prostitution.

He had finished writing his findings. Together with the audio and video evidence, he sent the reports, via e-mail to his editor.

He also decided to post some of his findings on his Facebook page, admonishing parents to be more vigilant in monitoring their children,
especially those that were female. It was when he was still on-line that a friend request came in. a Miss Rita Tosan wanted to be his friend.

Tope accepted the friendship request.

While he was still surfing the internet, a message came from Rita, his latest friend. The message read: I can see that you just posted some findings on child prostitution. Great work. Keep it up.

Tope replied: Thank you. I believe more concern and vigilance can correct some of our anomalies and make our society a better place.

Rita replied, ‘I agree. We all need to work together to make our society a better place.’

Tope was impressed with his new friend. ‘I am a journalist and a blogger,’ he wrote. ‘Can I meet you?’

‘I work in the health sector,’ she replied.

Rita thought over this man that went by the name Tope. He sounded okay and she really wished he was. The guy sent her his number and asked
for hers. Ordinarily, a lady would be or should be cautious. He might be posing to be whom or what he was not. So many criminal-minded people hid under the social media to present false image and to perpetuate their obnoxious acts. But then, Rita was not just an ordinary lady.