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HEY GUYS I HAVE A NEW STORY 'THE ENEMY WITHIN - A TALE OF LOVE, LUST AND BETRAYAL https://www.nairaland.com/4524672/enemy-within-tale-love-lust

HEY GUYS I HAVE A NEW STORY 'THE ENEMY WITHIN - A TALE OF LOVE, LUST AND BETRAYAL https://www.nairaland.com/4524672/enemy-within-tale-love-lust

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OK SIR WILL DO JUST THAT

SunFlow:
Good... Go and complete your other story and stop beating around the bush

Episode 2[b][/b]


That was the day I knew she had only respect and adulation for me. Her sister was and still is the finest thing I've ever seen. I like my woman endowed appropriately in the right places and that is exactly how Andral is. 'Hello I'm Andral and I'm sure you are Benjamin, right?' She said when we first met. My heart melted and I was immediately lost in her gaze. I quickly gathered myself together to give her an answer 'yes' I said. That was our first conversation and that was how we hit it off until this very day.
My father in law had always thought it would have been my wife that will bring in an unwanted pregnancy to his family. She had been the black sheep of the family. There was a time she eloped with a man for over three years. She had just returned home when I met her. She told me everything about her past and I told her I didn't care. I married her and my father in law has been grateful to me ever since then for turning the black sheep into a good mother. When the news of my wife's pregnancy got to him, he bought me a house in Gbagada in Lagos to show his appreciation. Fast forward to today: it is the golden girl that has now made us have that gathering.
Abigail came in alone without Jide the main culprit in the matter. She looked dull, remorseful and scared. She greeted everyone and went straight to sit beside my mum. My mum held her hands as if to tell her that everything will be alright. In my mind I'm like let's get this over with ASAP, Chelsea versus Arsenal match will soon start.
Abigail rose up and said 'good afternoon everyone, I called this meeting today because of the gravity of the sin I've committed.........' In my mind I'm like 'gravity.....sin...ah, na wa oo. Ordinary pregnancy!!!' She continues ' I hope everyone affected by my actions will find it in their heart to forgive me........' ' my friend will you cut to the chase and tell us who owns this shameful thing you call pregnancy!' My father in law cuts in abruptly. 'Haba! Calm down now, at least let her finish what she has to say, she will get there' his wife interceded. 'Ok.....ok oo! Oya continue'. He retorted. By this time tears had started pouring out from her eyes and I was just stunned at how she was making this look like we were dealing with a murder case. She continued her speech 'the owner of my pregnancy is someone close to this family, someone I've know for sometime now and that person is seated among us today. The owner of my pregnancy is Ben...Benjamin!'

THE ENEMY WITHIN
Episode 1[i][/i]


The tension in my living room could boil water up to 100°C within a second, the look on everyone's face does not seem friendly at all to put it mega mildly and the quietness almost feels like you could hear the movements of the ants.
I'm sitting here wondering why we have to gather this much people before my wife's 27 years old younger sister tells us who owns her pregnancy. I mean for crying out loud she could have done that over the phone and even if she had to still gather this much people why is my house the venue? At least my father in-law's house is more central. My wife had asked me like gazillion times if I had anything to do with the pregnancy given my close relationship with her sister but honestly she almost got on my nerves before she ended the conversation. She almost made me spill the beans.
See, the truth is I knew Abigail was pregnant even before Jide my best friend who impregnated her knew about it. I was the first person she told and had begged me not to tell another soul except for Jide. Jide happens to be a high ranking staff at my work place. We met when my father in-law who happens to be the CEO of the company introduced me to him as the heir apparent to his throne. Since then he has been showing me the ropes and honestly he has been a very good friend to me both in need and indeed.
Despite the fact that Jide had been at the firm for over six years, he never got to meet Abigail until I introduced them to each other and ever since their love for each other has waxed stronger. The only problem is that my father inlaw have higher plans for Abigail in terms of her educational career and is just not ready to hear anything about his beloved daughter settling down just yet. As a matter of fact the news of Abigail's pregnancy broke him down completely and I just wonder what Jide's fate will be when my father inlaw gets to know that Jide is behind his current predicament.
My mother in law is the calmest of us all. She really doesn't care if her second daughter marries right away as long as the man is decent enough and I'm sure the news that Jide is responsible for her daughter's pregnancy will be a welcome idea. Her only concern in the matter is how her husband is taking the matter too seriously.
The look on my mum's face is that of confusion and hope. She happens to be a part of this meeting mainly because she has been with us ever since my wife gave birth to Caleb our son three months ago. She hopes everything goes well. Like my wife, she has her doubts too but once I told her I didn't do it, she believed me. At the same time, like me, she wonders why Abigail has to create this much fuss over who owns her pregnancy. My mum and Abigail too are very close. Their relationship goes way back when Abigail's parents had to move abroad and she was left with my mum in order for her to complete her WASCE examinations. She lived with us for over a year and she has been a very close friend of my family since then. As a matter of fact, my mum always chided her as my wife back then in her teenage years even up to her early twenties though I am like 4 years older. I think I used to fancy her but she has always been firm that she couldn't date me. I used to think she was trying to form class for me until she introduced me to her sister.........

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GUYS THIS IS A STORY I'VE HAD SINCE 2016. I EVEN PREMIERED IT ON WATTPAD LAST YEAR. I WANTED TO WAIT TILL THE CONCLUSION OF MY CURRENT STORY 'THE CHRONICLES OF TAOFIK-SHAKITIBOBO' https://www.nairaland.com/4490126/chronicles-taofik-shakitibobo-miracle-mistress BEFORE PREMIERING THIS ON THIS PLATFORM. BUT A READER #SunFlow ACCUSED ME OF PLAGIARISM. so this is actually to him. Bros this writing thing no be today e start.

MEANWHILE PLEASE GO CHECK OUT 'THE ENEMY WITHIN' IT IS NOW ON NAIRALAND. THANKS

SunFlow:
See this one, I challenged you to update this story if it's actually yours and you are saying another thing

i thought i just said tomorrow bros. no be quarrel oo. But just in case you cannot wait for the full package biko be managing this --------> THE CHRONICLES OF TAOFIK SHAKITIBOBO - BANK ALERT


Just in case you are wondering, that girl’s phone is no longer with me, it is now with the owner and in case you are still wondering too, I now know her name. Her name is Peju and she is (as a matter of fact) the daughter of a Lagos businessman and they are so damn wealthy. How did all these happen? Follow me.


After that episode where the chieftaincy title of ‘The Most Dense Dude Alive’ was conferred on me by no other than Peju (The Miracle Mistress), I quickly checked out of the hotel room. I figured they may soon realize that Peju left her phone and will definitely come back. I boarded a bike and headed home straight.


Unknown to me, another matter was already brewing at home- kike’s father has finally caught up with Kunle and his daughter. According to Mrs. Eyewitness News (Mama Nkechi), it was a serious gbege. Kunle had to jump the fence to escape from the grip of kike’s father who wanted to machete him to death, although not without some scars. The story is long; I’ll save it for another day. Meanwhile they said the man was looking for me with some Police Officers to produce Kunle. (See me see trouble oo, another man shit, na why another man go pack am? Never ko jo!) As soon as I entered the main room, I simply picked my phone and dialed Kike’s father’s number who we usually call Baba Kike. Immediately he picked the call I was saying ‘Hello Baba Kik….’ when he interrupted me with his thick Yoruba accent(much thicker than mine) “see ehn you better come to Iyaganku police station and surrender yourself or you produce your friend!’ you will think I didn’t hear a word of what he said, I ignored him and continued from where I stopped ‘baba Kike I heard you were looking for me with some police officers because of Kunle and Kike your daughter, how is that suppose to be my business? See ehn no try me oo, respect yourself unless you want me to pay a visit to Mama Kike. At least she will be interested in what is happening between you and Iya Gbogbo my Landlady……’ next thing I heard was the hang-up tone, he hung up. Case settled. The story of what happened between my landlady and Baba Kike is also for another day. One thing is for sure though; Baba Kike will not be bothering me any time soon. At the moment let us focus on how that phone got to Peju.

SunFlow:
See this one, I challenged you to update this story if it's actually yours and you are saying another thing

Are you ready for me to blow your mind? Well stay tuned to this space like I said earlier for the continuation of this story. But since you have challenged me now I'm launching a new story which I premiered on wattpad.com last year. THE ENEMY WITHIN please go check it out on this platform. In a couple of minutes it will be out. Thanks

SunFlow:
I don't think this story belongs to you...

Just one update with a new nairaland account and you are shout vote for me?


Prove me wrong.

Watch out for this space on Saturday 26-05-2018. The chronicle continues with THE CHRONICLES OF TAOFIK SHAKITIBOBO - BANK ALERT

THE CHRONICLES OF TAOFIK SHAKITIBOBO -


THE MIRACLE MISTRESS
So jejely I’m just sitting at Iya Bode’s bar sipping my beer. I kuku don’t have any runs for this weekend. Bimpe had told me earlier today that her dog was not feeling fine and she would be taking her to the vet this weekend. But that Bimpe girl sha! With her sexy figure 8! After all these years of secret office dating with nothing to show for it (No kissing, No Hugging), I finally managed to convince her to spend the weekend at my place this weekend but that’s when her yeye dog knows she is going to be sick (that's her excuse). Kunle my roommate thinks she is playing me but i disagree, that girl loves me too much and i don't want anything bad to happen to her dog because of me. The yeye Kunle must be feeling like one winner now that he has the main room to himself after we had argued for almost like forever about whose turn it is to use the main room this weekend. The thought of going to Lucky our usual ashawo joint crossed my mind but the way I was beginning to have feelings for that Belinda girl is getting me scared. I mean how can a whole me Taofik shakitibobo himself be having feelings for a call girl? L’aye! Kole wek! So that brings me to why I settled for Iya Bode’s place. At least after my regular 2 bottles of beer and maybe one or two plates of pepper soup (depending on how the night goes) I will go and sleep in peace on the couch in the other room.

I was thinking of how boring this weekend is going to be and how to face Kunle when I get home, I’m sure he will definitely want to rob it in (I too make mouth about my Bimpe runs). I was so caught up in my thought I didn’t notice a lady collapsing into the chair beside me. ‘What are you drinking?’ her voice brought me out of my thought. ‘Sorry, you said’ I replied. She then looked at me more closely the way a medical doctor would his patient ‘good evening, is everything ok? You don’t seem to be here at all’ she quizzed, I’m like ‘I’m ok jare, just a little tired after the day’s work, at least thank God today is Friday, I’ll have enough time to rest’, she smiled and said ‘eeya sorry, so what’s the name of your drink, your bottle has no label’. That’s true my bottles usually has no label, I peel them off almost immediately after opening the crown cock on it, meanwhile in my mind I’m like who is this JJC girl at a bar all by herself asking me for the name of my drink, she wan pay for me? ‘Eagle….that’s the name of my drink’ I tried to pay more attention to her face, I mean, if I’m going to be chatting with a stranger- a girl for that matter- I should at least know what she looks like. She looks like an omo butter kind of girl but damn, this babe fine sha! Dark skinned, plumb body, not plumb like fat oo, like Omotola Jolade kind of plumb, big Ghana weaving hair style, her age should be between 23 and 25 and to make matter worse she even has a dimple to match her flawless dentition, omo-boy gass try his luck on this one.



PLEASE READ THE COMPLETE STORY HERE --------> https://www.nairaland.com/4490126/chronicles-taofik-shakitibobo-miracle-mistress

THE CHRONICLES OF TAOFIK SHAKITIBOBO -


THE MIRACLE MISTRESS
So jejely I’m just sitting at Iya Bode’s bar sipping my beer. I kuku don’t have any runs for this weekend. Bimpe had told me earlier today that her dog was not feeling fine and she would be taking her to the vet this weekend. But that Bimpe girl sha! With her sexy figure 8! After all these years of secret office dating with nothing to show for it (No kissing, No Hugging), I finally managed to convince her to spend the weekend at my place this weekend but that’s when her yeye dog knows she is going to be sick (that's her excuse). Kunle my roommate thinks she is playing me but i disagree, that girl loves me too much and i don't want anything bad to happen to her dog because of me. The yeye Kunle must be feeling like one winner now that he has the main room to himself after we had argued for almost like forever about whose turn it is to use the main room this weekend. The thought of going to Lucky our usual ashawo joint crossed my mind but the way I was beginning to have feelings for that Belinda girl is getting me scared. I mean how can a whole me Taofik shakitibobo himself be having feelings for a call girl? L’aye! Kole wek! So that brings me to why I settled for Iya Bode’s place. At least after my regular 2 bottles of beer and maybe one or two plates of pepper soup (depending on how the night goes) I will go and sleep in peace on the couch in the other room.

I was thinking of how boring this weekend is going to be and how to face Kunle when I get home, I’m sure he will definitely want to rob it in (I too make mouth about my Bimpe runs). I was so caught up in my thought I didn’t notice a lady collapsing into the chair beside me. ‘What are you drinking?’ her voice brought me out of my thought. ‘Sorry, you said’ I replied. She then looked at me more closely the way a medical doctor would his patient ‘good evening, is everything ok? You don’t seem to be here at all’ she quizzed, I’m like ‘I’m ok jare, just a little tired after the day’s work, at least thank God today is Friday, I’ll have enough time to rest’, she smiled and said ‘eeya sorry, so what’s the name of your drink, your bottle has no label’. That’s true my bottles usually has no label, I peel them off almost immediately after opening the crown cock on it, meanwhile in my mind I’m like who is this JJC girl at a bar all by herself asking me for the name of my drink, she wan pay for me? ‘Eagle….that’s the name of my drink’ I tried to pay more attention to her face, I mean, if I’m going to be chatting with a stranger- a girl for that matter- I should at least know what she looks like. She looks like an omo butter kind of girl but damn, this babe fine sha! Dark skinned, plumb body, not plumb like fat oo, like Omotola Jolade kind of plumb, big Ghana weaving hair style, her age should be between 23 and 25 and to make matter worse she even has a dimple to match her flawless dentition, omo-boy gass try his luck on this one.



PLEASE READ THE COMPLETE STORY HERE --------> https://www.nairaland.com/4490126/chronicles-taofik-shakitibobo-miracle-mistress

THE CHRONICLES OF TAOFIK SHAKITIBOBO -


THE MIRACLE MISTRESS
So jejely I’m just sitting at Iya Bode’s bar sipping my beer. I kuku don’t have any runs for this weekend. Bimpe had told me earlier today that her dog was not feeling fine and she would be taking her to the vet this weekend. But that Bimpe girl sha! With her sexy figure 8! After all these years of secret office dating with nothing to show for it (No kissing, No Hugging), I finally managed to convince her to spend the weekend at my place this weekend but that’s when her yeye dog knows she is going to be sick (that's her excuse). Kunle my roommate thinks she is playing me but i disagree, that girl loves me too much and i don't want anything bad to happen to her dog because of me. The yeye Kunle must be feeling like one winner now that he has the main room to himself after we had argued for almost like forever about whose turn it is to use the main room this weekend. The thought of going to Lucky our usual ashawo joint crossed my mind but the way I was beginning to have feelings for that Belinda girl is getting me scared. I mean how can a whole me Taofik shakitibobo himself be having feelings for a call girl? L’aye! Kole wek! So that brings me to why I settled for Iya Bode’s place. At least after my regular 2 bottles of beer and maybe one or two plates of pepper soup (depending on how the night goes) I will go and sleep in peace on the couch in the other room.

I was thinking of how boring this weekend is going to be and how to face Kunle when I get home, I’m sure he will definitely want to rob it in (I too make mouth about my Bimpe runs). I was so caught up in my thought I didn’t notice a lady collapsing into the chair beside me. ‘What are you drinking?’ her voice brought me out of my thought. ‘Sorry, you said’ I replied. She then looked at me more closely the way a medical doctor would his patient ‘good evening, is everything ok? You don’t seem to be here at all’ she quizzed, I’m like ‘I’m ok jare, just a little tired after the day’s work, at least thank God today is Friday, I’ll have enough time to rest’, she smiled and said ‘eeya sorry, so what’s the name of your drink, your bottle has no label’. That’s true my bottles usually has no label, I peel them off almost immediately after opening the crown cock on it, meanwhile in my mind I’m like who is this JJC girl at a bar all by herself asking me for the name of my drink, she wan pay for me? ‘Eagle….that’s the name of my drink’ I tried to pay more attention to her face, I mean, if I’m going to be chatting with a stranger- a girl for that matter- I should at least know what she looks like. She looks like an omo butter kind of girl but damn, this babe fine sha! Dark skinned, plumb body, not plumb like fat oo, like Omotola Jolade kind of plumb, big Ghana weaving hair style, her age should be between 23 and 25 and to make matter worse she even has a dimple to match her flawless dentition, omo-boy gass try his luck on this one.



PLEASE READ THE COMPLETE STORY HERE --------> https://www.nairaland.com/4490126/chronicles-taofik-shakitibobo-miracle-mistress

THE CHRONICLES OF TAOFIK SHAKITIBOBO -


THE MIRACLE MISTRESS
So jejely I’m just sitting at Iya Bode’s bar sipping my beer. I kuku don’t have any runs for this weekend. Bimpe had told me earlier today that her dog was not feeling fine and she would be taking her to the vet this weekend. But that Bimpe girl sha! With her sexy figure 8! After all these years of secret office dating with nothing to show for it (No kissing, No Hugging), I finally managed to convince her to spend the weekend at my place this weekend but that’s when her yeye dog knows she is going to be sick (that's her excuse). Kunle my roommate thinks she is playing me but i disagree, that girl loves me too much and i don't want anything bad to happen to her dog because of me. The yeye Kunle must be feeling like one winner now that he has the main room to himself after we had argued for almost like forever about whose turn it is to use the main room this weekend. The thought of going to Lucky our usual ashawo joint crossed my mind but the way I was beginning to have feelings for that Belinda girl is getting me scared. I mean how can a whole me Taofik shakitibobo himself be having feelings for a call girl? L’aye! Kole wek! So that brings me to why I settled for Iya Bode’s place. At least after my regular 2 bottles of beer and maybe one or two plates of pepper soup (depending on how the night goes) I will go and sleep in peace on the couch in the other room.

I was thinking of how boring this weekend is going to be and how to face Kunle when I get home, I’m sure he will definitely want to rob it in (I too make mouth about my Bimpe runs). I was so caught up in my thought I didn’t notice a lady collapsing into the chair beside me. ‘What are you drinking?’ her voice brought me out of my thought. ‘Sorry, you said’ I replied. She then looked at me more closely the way a medical doctor would his patient ‘good evening, is everything ok? You don’t seem to be here at all’ she quizzed, I’m like ‘I’m ok jare, just a little tired after the day’s work, at least thank God today is Friday, I’ll have enough time to rest’, she smiled and said ‘eeya sorry, so what’s the name of your drink, your bottle has no label’. That’s true my bottles usually has no label, I peel them off almost immediately after opening the crown cock on it, meanwhile in my mind I’m like who is this JJC girl at a bar all by herself asking me for the name of my drink, she wan pay for me? ‘Eagle….that’s the name of my drink’ I tried to pay more attention to her face, I mean, if I’m going to be chatting with a stranger- a girl for that matter- I should at least know what she looks like. She looks like an omo butter kind of girl but damn, this babe fine sha! Dark skinned, plumb body, not plumb like fat oo, like Omotola Jolade kind of plumb, big Ghana weaving hair style, her age should be between 23 and 25 and to make matter worse she even has a dimple to match her flawless dentition, omo-boy gass try his luck on this one.



PLEASE READ THE COMPLETE STORY HERE --------> https://www.nairaland.com/4490126/chronicles-taofik-shakitibobo-miracle-mistress

THE CHRONICLES OF TAOFIK SHAKITIBOBO -


THE MIRACLE MISTRESS
So jejely I’m just sitting at Iya Bode’s bar sipping my beer. I kuku don’t have any runs for this weekend. Bimpe had told me earlier today that her dog was not feeling fine and she would be taking her to the vet this weekend. But that Bimpe girl sha! With her sexy figure 8! After all these years of secret office dating with nothing to show for it (No kissing, No Hugging), I finally managed to convince her to spend the weekend at my place this weekend but that’s when her yeye dog knows she is going to be sick (that's her excuse). Kunle my roommate thinks she is playing me but i disagree, that girl loves me too much and i don't want anything bad to happen to her dog because of me. The yeye Kunle must be feeling like one winner now that he has the main room to himself after we had argued for almost like forever about whose turn it is to use the main room this weekend. The thought of going to Lucky our usual ashawo joint crossed my mind but the way I was beginning to have feelings for that Belinda girl is getting me scared. I mean how can a whole me Taofik shakitibobo himself be having feelings for a call girl? L’aye! Kole wek! So that brings me to why I settled for Iya Bode’s place. At least after my regular 2 bottles of beer and maybe one or two plates of pepper soup (depending on how the night goes) I will go and sleep in peace on the couch in the other room.

I was thinking of how boring this weekend is going to be and how to face Kunle when I get home, I’m sure he will definitely want to rob it in (I too make mouth about my Bimpe runs). I was so caught up in my thought I didn’t notice a lady collapsing into the chair beside me. ‘What are you drinking?’ her voice brought me out of my thought. ‘Sorry, you said’ I replied. She then looked at me more closely the way a medical doctor would his patient ‘good evening, is everything ok? You don’t seem to be here at all’ she quizzed, I’m like ‘I’m ok jare, just a little tired after the day’s work, at least thank God today is Friday, I’ll have enough time to rest’, she smiled and said ‘eeya sorry, so what’s the name of your drink, your bottle has no label’. That’s true my bottles usually has no label, I peel them off almost immediately after opening the crown cock on it, meanwhile in my mind I’m like who is this JJC girl at a bar all by herself asking me for the name of my drink, she wan pay for me? ‘Eagle….that’s the name of my drink’ I tried to pay more attention to her face, I mean, if I’m going to be chatting with a stranger- a girl for that matter- I should at least know what she looks like. She looks like an omo butter kind of girl but damn, this babe fine sha! Dark skinned, plumb body, not plumb like fat oo, like Omotola Jolade kind of plumb, big Ghana weaving hair style, her age should be between 23 and 25 and to make matter worse she even has a dimple to match her flawless dentition, omo-boy gass try his luck on this one.



PLEASE READ THE COMPLETE STORY HERE --------> https://www.nairaland.com/4490126/chronicles-taofik-shakitibobo-miracle-mistress

THE CHRONICLES OF TAOFIK SHAKITIBOBO -


THE MIRACLE MISTRESS
So jejely I’m just sitting at Iya Bode’s bar sipping my beer. I kuku don’t have any runs for this weekend. Bimpe had told me earlier today that her dog was not feeling fine and she would be taking her to the vet this weekend. But that Bimpe girl sha! With her sexy figure 8! After all these years of secret office dating with nothing to show for it (No kissing, No Hugging), I finally managed to convince her to spend the weekend at my place this weekend but that’s when her yeye dog knows she is going to be sick (that's her excuse). Kunle my roommate thinks she is playing me but i disagree, that girl loves me too much and i don't want anything bad to happen to her dog because of me. The yeye Kunle must be feeling like one winner now that he has the main room to himself after we had argued for almost like forever about whose turn it is to use the main room this weekend. The thought of going to Lucky our usual ashawo joint crossed my mind but the way I was beginning to have feelings for that Belinda girl is getting me scared. I mean how can a whole me Taofik shakitibobo himself be having feelings for a call girl? L’aye! Kole wek! So that brings me to why I settled for Iya Bode’s place. At least after my regular 2 bottles of beer and maybe one or two plates of pepper soup (depending on how the night goes) I will go and sleep in peace on the couch in the other room.

I was thinking of how boring this weekend is going to be and how to face Kunle when I get home, I’m sure he will definitely want to rob it in (I too make mouth about my Bimpe runs). I was so caught up in my thought I didn’t notice a lady collapsing into the chair beside me. ‘What are you drinking?’ her voice brought me out of my thought. ‘Sorry, you said’ I replied. She then looked at me more closely the way a medical doctor would his patient ‘good evening, is everything ok? You don’t seem to be here at all’ she quizzed, I’m like ‘I’m ok jare, just a little tired after the day’s work, at least thank God today is Friday, I’ll have enough time to rest’, she smiled and said ‘eeya sorry, so what’s the name of your drink, your bottle has no label’. That’s true my bottles usually has no label, I peel them off almost immediately after opening the crown cock on it, meanwhile in my mind I’m like who is this JJC girl at a bar all by herself asking me for the name of my drink, she wan pay for me? ‘Eagle….that’s the name of my drink’ I tried to pay more attention to her face, I mean, if I’m going to be chatting with a stranger- a girl for that matter- I should at least know what she looks like. She looks like an omo butter kind of girl but damn, this babe fine sha! Dark skinned, plumb body, not plumb like fat oo, like Omotola Jolade kind of plumb, big Ghana weaving hair style, her age should be between 23 and 25 and to make matter worse she even has a dimple to match her flawless dentition, omo-boy gass try his luck on this one.



PLEASE READ THE COMPLETE STORY HERE --------> https://www.nairaland.com/4490126/chronicles-taofik-shakitibobo-miracle-mistress

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