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I caught the look on her face as I penetrated her, she looked like she was in heaven! She started slowly rocking herself back and forth on my cock, grinding it deep inside her. I couldn’t believe how good she felt, she felt silky smooth and after what must have been hours of teasing her cunt was doing an excellent job of cooling down my cock. She then started easing herself up and down the length of my shaft, moaning every time she got to the bottom, I just couldn’t believe how good her pus.sy felt, she was now fuc.king me quite fast and my cock was easily slipping in and out of her, her moaning was getting louder and Tolu had just noticed. I saw her stop playing with her tits, look up and then a look of horror spread over her face as she realised what was happening. “IFE!!! , what the Bleep do you think you’re doing?” Tolu asked She shouted, trying her best not to make it audible to Moji who was still handcuffed in her bedroom. “You know we aren’t allowed to have sex with him, just tease him, that’s all she said we could do. Get off him now!” “Oh but, mmmmmmmmm” Ife protested, still sliding herself up and down on my cock. “Get off him!” Tochi shouted. Having heard Tolu shout and seeing what was going on. Ife reluctantly unmounted me, her pus.sy juices glistening on my cock as it stayed standing to attention. “What the mess were you thinking?” Tolu asked. “I dunno, I was just so Hot, and he was so big, I just had to have it inside me and then it felt so good I couldn’t stop.” Ife stammered, “I’m sorry, but you won’t understand until you’ve had it inside you.” “But I couldn’t do that to her” Tolu said, referring to Moji “Come on, what difference will it make, I’ve already had him after all, besides, she’ll never know.” Ife tried to persuade her. I could tell Tolu wanted me in her, I could tell by the way she looked at my dick. Besides if she had stayed on me any longer she would probably have ended up doing the exact same thing as Ife did. “OK, I suppose, but only to see what it feels like.” She said, giving in easily. She positioned herself on my lap, lined the head of my cock up with her glistening slit and then slowly, impaled herself on it. “Holy shit, he’s big” Tolu shouted in glee. Despite the abundance of Ife’s pus.sy juice, my cock was having a difficult time penetrating her fully, I was stretching her pus.sy to double its normal size. “Jesus Christ you’re tight!” I told her. Finally the last inch of my cock disappeared inside her pus.sy as She moaned in pleasure, I must have easily been filling her completely. “Shit, that does feel good” She exclaimed, “I thought I’d never get it all in me!” She grinded against me for a while before getting off. I caught a glimpse of the huge gaping hole that was now her pus.sy as she dismounted, looking at the size of her compared to it I couldn’t believe it actually fit inside her! “I thought I was going to be split in half there!” She said, a broad grin on her face.
To be continued
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There was chaos in Shogunle, Oshodi on
Monday, May 29, 2017. An eyewitness told LIB that it began at about mid-day when an APC primary taking place at Shogunle town hall in Oshodi turned violent ultimately leading to the death of a popular politician and NURTW top-shot, Rasaq Bello otherwise called 'Hamburger'.
Reports have it that late Rasaq Bello was allegedly shot dead by members of a rival gang allegedly led by Samson Agbetoye, popularly called Golden.
Following Hamburger's death, a resident of the area told LIB that violent clashes erupted and a car was burnt around Ayinke Junction. We also gather that unknown touts stormed the home of the leader of the rival gang 'Golden' who has since fled and they killed his mother.
Another source confirmed to LIB that the popular Ladipo market has been shutdown and heavy presence of Police patrol vans has been seen all around Oshodi.
Until his death, Hamburger was the Lagos State Treasurer of Tricycle Operators, a branch of NURTW. He was recently made a chief when he was installed as the Akinrogun of Shogunle.


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An unbelievable video has gone viral on Facebook and it features a newborn baby walking just as soon as she was born, to the amazement of nurses. The tiny tot was being cradled by the midwife as she attempted to give her her first bath but the baby had other ideas and bound out of the woman's body, then moves her feet and walks while held by the nurse...
The midwife carrying the baby across her chest couldn't believe what had just happened as the infant fights to walk on her own. The nurse's voice can be heard in the video as she cried out in amazement:
“Oh my gosh, the girl is walking. Good gracious!”
Another person in the room can be heard saying “Wait let me film this.”
Both hospital staff can be heard shouting for another staff to come witness what was happening.
“Ju, Ju come and see this,” they cry.
The midwife seen in the video, then explains that she had been trying to give the baby a bath but the child just wanted to get up and walk.
“Merciful father. I was trying to wash her here and she keeps getting up to walk. She has walked from here to here,” she explains pointing with one hand to where she initially tried to lay the baby down to give the child her first bath and the distance the child had already covered.
The midwife lifted the baby up and returned her to her chest but the baby refused to stay down and with a strength uncharacteristic of her age, she pushed up onto her legs and starts moving across the table again. The midwife later declared that no one would believe except they saw the video.
She said: “Heavens above. If you told people what has just happened no one would believe it unless they saw it with their own eyes."
The video was uploaded on Facebook and has gone viral with over 50 million views and 1.3 million shares. The insignia on the midwife’s robes suggests she works at a Santa Cruz Hospital, in a city in the state of Rio Grande do Sul, south Brazil. People who watched the video commented saying it was nothing short of a miracle.


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“We couldn’t possibly do that, that’s very naughty!” Then with a wide grin on her face she looked up at me and said “Well, I guess I could” She immediately brought her face down to my crotch area and gently placed my cock in her mouth and started running her tongue around it and sucking on it. Up until that moment I had just about managed to keep control, but the feeling of Tolu’s moist mouth around my cock and her tongue investigating every inch was just too pleasurable and my cock did the inevitable – it sprang to life inside her mouth. She gave it a few extra licks for good measure and then let it fall out of her mouth. She looked up at me with a look on her face like the dog that got the bone and said “Now, that’s much better isn’t it!” “s*it, that thing’s huge!” Ife exclaimed. “It must be at least nine inches!” Tochi added. The three girls were now just staring at my nine- inch cock, which was standing at attention just inches from their faces. “What does it taste like?” Tochi asked Tolu. “Why don’t you see for yourself!” She told her. With that Tochi leaned over and took my cock in her mouth, sucking it up and down and licking around the shaft. “Mmmmm, it tastes good!” She said, coming up for air. “Let me try” Ife demanded. She then took the head of my cock in her mouth, licking around the base of the head before taking the whole thing in her mouth and sucking up and down a couple of times. It was now Tolu’s turn again and she wasted no time in plunging her mouth down over my cock, after a couple of sucks up and down the shaft she started to deep throat me. It was the first time I’d ever been deep throated, as Moji was too scared to do it incase she choked on it, but Tolu had obviously had a lot of practice at sucking dick and damn was she good at it. Then, to my dismay she stopped, she looked up at my face and saw the look of huge disappointment on my face and a huge smile spread across hers, obviously proud that I enjoyed her brief Mouth Gig. The three girls took it in turns to lick and suck on my cock for a while, Tolu was easily the most experienced and best followed by Ife and then Tochi. Eventually just as I was sure I was going to cum in one of their mouths if it went on for any longer, they stopped and stood up and to my utter dismay walked away! Thankfully they quickly came back with chairs like mine, and arranged them so they were all facing me. “I hope you enjoyed our little sucking session?” Tolu asked me. I just nodded my head, words to describe what was going on still failing me. “Good, now I’m afraid we’re going to have tease you some more, but this time, we won’t be using our mouths!” She told me. To be continued

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Tolu continued with the next question, which I again got right and this time it was her turn. She slowly undid the ties at both sides of her briefs before letting them fall to the ground; her pu.ssy was neatly trimmed with slightly protruding pus.sy lips. I also answered the next question correctly, and once again Ife couldn’t wait to strip, quickly pulling her g-string off almost before Tolu had even said I’d got the question right. Her pu.ssy was shaved completely bald and seemed to be amazingly smooth, with nothing whatsoever protruding. I had just about managed to keep my cock under control for all of this, but it was getting really hard (pun intended) to keep it that way with three hot, n*ked women standing in front of me. I had absolutely no idea how I was doing it, I never usually had this much self control. I was quickly snapped out of my musings by Tolu announcing what happens next though. “We have one more question to ask you I’m afraid, and this one has the biggest consequences of them all.” She started. “If you answer correctly, then we’ll undo your handcuffs and let you do whatever you wish.” Tochi continued. “However, if you answer incorrectly, you will stay cuffed to the chair, and we will do with you as we wish!” Ife told me with a wicked smile. “Are you ready?” She asked. I nodded my head. “Good, your question is as follows: Who is the captain of the Arsenal football team?” Obviously I knew the answer to this, I mean I’ve been an Arsenal fan for over 10 years but my whole being wanted to seriously get that answer wrong. “Gervinho” I answered. “Wrong” Tolu said with a smile, “The answer is Arteta” I held back from correcting her, heck I wanted to see what was gonna happen next. “Now you’re ours to do with as we wish!” With that the three girls walked over to me, and each put a finger under the waistband of my boxers and started to pull them off, I helpfully lifted myself off the chair a bit for them and my boxers were soon on the floor, leaving me completely n*ked handcuffed to the chair, somehow though, I still (just about) had control of my dick, but I assumed that was going to change quickly. Seeing my still limp dick Tolu exclaimed “It seems he’s not turned on by the three hot, n*ked women standing in front of him, maybe we should just put our clothes back on and go?” “I think we should give him one more chance” Tochi said. The three girls knelt down, so their faces were more or less level with my crotch. “But how are we going to test him, to see if we do turn him on?” Ife asked, innocently with a wicked smile on her face. “Any ideas how to test you?” Tolu asked me, grinning. Without waiting for a response she put her hand under my cock and took the weight of it in her hand. “How on Earth can we make it hard?” She asked. Tochi whispered something into her ear, to which she replied. To be continued
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Two months later, Hadiyat’s parents discover
that she is
pregnant and are devastated by the unfortunate
predicament of
an unwanted pregnancy that will jeopardize her
privileges of
getting married to Assam or any other man in
Niger. Every bride
must be a virgin otherwise she will bring public
shame and
discrimination against her parents and family.
This bad
development infuriates her father and in fury,
he nearly beats her
to a state of unconsciousness until her mother
and fellow Arab
beggars nearby intervene to save Hadiyat’s life
from the wrath
of her enraged father. Sule is unable to defend
Hadiyat and he
wisely keeps away for his own safety.
“Father, please have mercy!”
“Mercy? You don’t deserve mercy, but to be
stoned to death for
the abomination you have done and brought
shame to our
family and me. Allah! What will I tell Alhaji
Musa and his son
Assam?”
“The Satan has done his worst. It is not our
fault or Hadiyat’s.
We should have sent her home since last year,
but you were the
one delaying her. Now the worst has
happened,” her mother
laments bitterly.
“Is the delay the excuse for her indiscipline?
Women. You are all
dummies with your brains in your loins. Our
daughter has
disgraced us and you are blaming me!”
Hadiyat’s father
screams in fury.
He raises his whip as if to whip his wife.
“Go on! Beat me too. I will keep on saying the
truth. The sooner
we return home the better. We can do better
than begging
infidels for money. Is that not an abomination?
You grin and
smile to ask them for alms, but you curse and
sneer at them
behind their backs. Why not reject their alms
since they are
infidels? Such hypocrisy. I am fed up. If not for
Allah, I would
have left you and returned home without you.”
“Insolent woman! I will teach you how to keep
your insolent
tongue still!”
He tries to whip her, but his fellow Arabs hold
him back,
rebuking him for disgracing his family
shamelessly in public.
Hadiyat holds her mother as if her life depends
on her mother’s.
Her father retreats to their corner under the
flyover while the
younger children look on with mixed feelings of
fear and pity.
The shame of it all makes Hadiyat’s parents to
stop talking
about it openly. And without wasting anymore
time, they pack
their belongings and leave for their own
country. To save their
beloved daughter from further abominations
among the infidels.
Sule watches helplessly from a distance as
Hadiyat leaves with
her family. His buddies begin to sing songs on
how Sule has
lost his Arab “wife”. And Sule chases them all
over the bus stop
without much remorse for the departure of
Hadiyat.
In the harmattan of 2005. A beautiful fair lady
with long curly
hair and holding a young girl walking by her
side comes to the
motor park under the flyover opposite the
National Stadium in
Surulere, Lagos. She is well dressed in a
modern white skirt suit
and high heels. She has a small red handbag.
The petty traders
notice her as she walks up to the few Arab
beggars. She wants
to give them alms. She looks like a rich young
lady. Probably a
tourist. They regard her with anxious and
curious eyes. The
Arab beggars point to an old woman among the
petty traders
they call “Mama John.” And she turns to the
woman.
“Good evening ma,” she greets politely with
glints in her
beautiful hazel eyes.
The old woman looks up from her seat in
response. She thinks
the young white lady wants to buy from her.
She sells sweets of
several brands. But, there is something familiar
about this
young white lady holding a little white girl. They
look alike. Must
be her daughter. They have the same eyes.
“Yes, oyinbo? What to do you want to buy?
Peppermint or
chewing gum?”
“No, ma,” the white lady replies.
“Hen?”
If she does not want to buy anything, then what
does she want
from me?
“Mama, I am looking for Sule,”
“Sule? Which Sule? I am not Mama Sule. I am
Mama John.”
“Yes. But, They say you know Sule. The one
who was collecting
money from bus drivers and conductors at the
bus stop,” she
says pointing to the bus stop.
“Oh, Oh!” the old woman exclaims as she
remembers the Sule
the white lady seems to be asking for.
“Yes, Sule. Oga Sule. Tall and slender. Black
fine boy with gap in
his front teeth?” she says describing him.
“Yes. Yes. Sule. Tall young man,” the white lady
says.
“Ah. Sule don go school and Sule don become
Oga lawyer now.
No be conductor again. Sule, good boy is now a
big man lawyer
in Lawanson,” says the old woman.
Some of the other petty traders and some touts
gather on
hearing the name of Sule. Because, Sule has
become a
household name among them since he left to
go back to school
and has become a lawyer since passing out of
the Nigerian Law
School last year and most of them were at his
Call to Bar party
on Victoria Island. Then, out of deep curiosity,
the old woman
scrutinizes the white lady and it begins to dawn
on her that she
resembles the very pretty Arab girl that Sule
impregnated seven
years ago right here under the flyover before
her very eyes and
she was one of the people who intervened when
her infuriated
father “Baba Hadiyat” was punishing her.
“Hadiyat?” she calls her name.
“Yes, ma. Hadiyat. I am the one,” she replies.
The old woman looks into her hazel eyes and
touches her hands
and cheeks to be sure that she is not mistaken.
And on her
conviction of the reality that she is really
Hadiyat, she exclaims
in excitement.
“Hadiyat! The Arab girl! Sule’s girlfriend!”
Her announcement echoes and attracts the
attention of other
traders, touts, drivers and conductors and
many others. They all
surround the young white lady and her girl-child
whom the old
woman now recognizes as the result of
Hadiyat’s pregnancy for
Sule. She begins to thank the almighty God for
the providence of
the unwanted pregnancy that has brought such
a very beautiful
child into the world.
To Be Continued …






webvibez..co.ke/2017/05/daughter-of-beggar-love-story-part-5.html?m=1[url]Two months later, Hadiyat’s parents discover
that she is
pregnant and are devastated by the unfortunate
predicament of
an unwanted pregnancy that will jeopardize her
privileges of
getting married to Assam or any other man in
Niger. Every bride
must be a virgin otherwise she will bring public
shame and
discrimination against her parents and family.
This bad
development infuriates her father and in fury,
he nearly beats her
to a state of unconsciousness until her mother
and fellow Arab
beggars nearby intervene to save Hadiyat’s life
from the wrath
of her enraged father. Sule is unable to defend
Hadiyat and he
wisely keeps away for his own safety.
“Father, please have mercy!”
“Mercy? You don’t deserve mercy, but to be
stoned to death for
the abomination you have done and brought
shame to our
family and me. Allah! What will I tell Alhaji
Musa and his son
Assam?”
“The Satan has done his worst. It is not our
fault or Hadiyat’s.
We should have sent her home since last year,
but you were the
one delaying her. Now the worst has
happened,” her mother
laments bitterly.
“Is the delay the excuse for her indiscipline?
Women. You are all
dummies with your brains in your loins. Our
daughter has
disgraced us and you are blaming me!”
Hadiyat’s father
screams in fury.
He raises his whip as if to whip his wife.
“Go on! Beat me too. I will keep on saying the
truth. The sooner
we return home the better. We can do better
than begging
infidels for money. Is that not an abomination?
You grin and
smile to ask them for alms, but you curse and
sneer at them
behind their backs. Why not reject their alms
since they are
infidels? Such hypocrisy. I am fed up. If not for
Allah, I would
have left you and returned home without you.”
“Insolent woman! I will teach you how to keep
your insolent
tongue still!”
He tries to whip her, but his fellow Arabs hold
him back,
rebuking him for disgracing his family
shamelessly in public.
Hadiyat holds her mother as if her life depends
on her mother’s.
Her father retreats to their corner under the
flyover while the
younger children look on with mixed feelings of
fear and pity.
The shame of it all makes Hadiyat’s parents to
stop talking
about it openly. And without wasting anymore
time, they pack
their belongings and leave for their own
country. To save their
beloved daughter from further abominations
among the infidels.
Sule watches helplessly from a distance as
Hadiyat leaves with
her family. His buddies begin to sing songs on
how Sule has
lost his Arab “wife”. And Sule chases them all
over the bus stop
without much remorse for the departure of
Hadiyat.
In the harmattan of 2005. A beautiful fair lady
with long curly
hair and holding a young girl walking by her
side comes to the
motor park under the flyover opposite the
National Stadium in
Surulere, Lagos. She is well dressed in a
modern white skirt suit
and high heels. She has a small red handbag.
The petty traders
notice her as she walks up to the few Arab
beggars. She wants
to give them alms. She looks like a rich young
lady. Probably a
tourist. They regard her with anxious and
curious eyes. The
Arab beggars point to an old woman among the
petty traders
they call “Mama John.” And she turns to the
woman.
“Good evening ma,” she greets politely with
glints in her
beautiful hazel eyes.
The old woman looks up from her seat in
response. She thinks
the young white lady wants to buy from her.
She sells sweets of
several brands. But, there is something familiar
about this
young white lady holding a little white girl. They
look alike. Must
be her daughter. They have the same eyes.
“Yes, oyinbo? What to do you want to buy?
Peppermint or
chewing gum?”
“No, ma,” the white lady replies.
“Hen?”
If she does not want to buy anything, then what
does she want
from me?
“Mama, I am looking for Sule,”
“Sule? Which Sule? I am not Mama Sule. I am
Mama John.”
“Yes. But, They say you know Sule. The one
who was collecting
money from bus drivers and conductors at the
bus stop,” she
says pointing to the bus stop.
“Oh, Oh!” the old woman exclaims as she
remembers the Sule
the white lady seems to be asking for.
“Yes, Sule. Oga Sule. Tall and slender. Black
fine boy with gap in
his front teeth?” she says describing him.
“Yes. Yes. Sule. Tall young man,” the white lady
says.
“Ah. Sule don go school and Sule don become
Oga lawyer now.
No be conductor again. Sule, good boy is now a
big man lawyer
in Lawanson,” says the old woman.
Some of the other petty traders and some touts
gather on
hearing the name of Sule. Because, Sule has
become a
household name among them since he left to
go back to school
and has become a lawyer since passing out of
the Nigerian Law
School last year and most of them were at his
Call to Bar party
on Victoria Island. Then, out of deep curiosity,
the old woman
scrutinizes the white lady and it begins to dawn
on her that she
resembles the very pretty Arab girl that Sule
impregnated seven
years ago right here under the flyover before
her very eyes and
she was one of the people who intervened when
her infuriated
father “Baba Hadiyat” was punishing her.
“Hadiyat?” she calls her name.
“Yes, ma. Hadiyat. I am the one,” she replies.
The old woman looks into her hazel eyes and
touches her hands
and cheeks to be sure that she is not mistaken.
And on her
conviction of the reality that she is really
Hadiyat, she exclaims
in excitement.
“Hadiyat! The Arab girl! Sule’s girlfriend!”
Her announcement echoes and attracts the
attention of other
traders, touts, drivers and conductors and
many others. They all
surround the young white lady and her girl-child
whom the old
woman now recognizes as the result of
Hadiyat’s pregnancy for
Sule. She begins to thank the almighty God for
the providence of
the unwanted pregnancy that has brought such
a very beautiful
child into the world.
To Be Continued …






webvibez..co.ke/2017/05/daughter-of-beggar-love-story-part-5.html?m=1[/url]Two months later, Hadiyat’s parents discover
that she is
pregnant and are devastated by the unfortunate
predicament of
an unwanted pregnancy that will jeopardize her
privileges of
getting married to Assam or any other man in
Niger. Every bride
must be a virgin otherwise she will bring public
shame and
discrimination against her parents and family.
This bad
development infuriates her father and in fury,
he nearly beats her
to a state of unconsciousness until her mother
and fellow Arab
beggars nearby intervene to save Hadiyat’s life
from the wrath
of her enraged father. Sule is unable to defend
Hadiyat and he
wisely keeps away for his own safety.
“Father, please have mercy!”
“Mercy? You don’t deserve mercy, but to be
stoned to death for
the abomination you have done and brought
shame to our
family and me. Allah! What will I tell Alhaji
Musa and his son
Assam?”
“The Satan has done his worst. It is not our
fault or Hadiyat’s.
We should have sent her home since last year,
but you were the
one delaying her. Now the worst has
happened,” her mother
laments bitterly.
“Is the delay the excuse for her indiscipline?
Women. You are all
dummies with your brains in your loins. Our
daughter has
disgraced us and you are blaming me!”
Hadiyat’s father
screams in fury.
He raises his whip as if to whip his wife.
“Go on! Beat me too. I will keep on saying the
truth. The sooner
we return home the better. We can do better
than begging
infidels for money. Is that not an abomination?
You grin and
smile to ask them for alms, but you curse and
sneer at them
behind their backs. Why not reject their alms
since they are
infidels? Such hypocrisy. I am fed up. If not for
Allah, I would
have left you and returned home without you.”
“Insolent woman! I will teach you how to keep
your insolent
tongue still!”
He tries to whip her, but his fellow Arabs hold
him back,
rebuking him for disgracing his family
shamelessly in public.
Hadiyat holds her mother as if her life depends
on her mother’s.
Her father retreats to their corner under the
flyover while the
younger children look on with mixed feelings of
fear and pity.
The shame of it all makes Hadiyat’s parents to
stop talking
about it openly. And without wasting anymore
time, they pack
their belongings and leave for their own
country. To save their
beloved daughter from further abominations
among the infidels.
Sule watches helplessly from a distance as
Hadiyat leaves with
her family. His buddies begin to sing songs on
how Sule has
lost his Arab “wife”. And Sule chases them all
over the bus stop
without much remorse for the departure of
Hadiyat.
In the harmattan of 2005. A beautiful fair lady
with long curly
hair and holding a young girl walking by her
side comes to the
motor park under the flyover opposite the
National Stadium in
Surulere, Lagos. She is well dressed in a
modern white skirt suit
and high heels. She has a small red handbag.
The petty traders
notice her as she walks up to the few Arab
beggars. She wants
to give them alms. She looks like a rich young
lady. Probably a
tourist. They regard her with anxious and
curious eyes. The
Arab beggars point to an old woman among the
petty traders
they call “Mama John.” And she turns to the
woman.
“Good evening ma,” she greets politely with
glints in her
beautiful hazel eyes.
The old woman looks up from her seat in
response. She thinks
the young white lady wants to buy from her.
She sells sweets of
several brands. But, there is something familiar
about this
young white lady holding a little white girl. They
look alike. Must
be her daughter. They have the same eyes.
“Yes, oyinbo? What to do you want to buy?
Peppermint or
chewing gum?”
“No, ma,” the white lady replies.
“Hen?”
If she does not want to buy anything, then what
does she want
from me?
“Mama, I am looking for Sule,”
“Sule? Which Sule? I am not Mama Sule. I am
Mama John.”
“Yes. But, They say you know Sule. The one
who was collecting
money from bus drivers and conductors at the
bus stop,” she
says pointing to the bus stop.
“Oh, Oh!” the old woman exclaims as she
remembers the Sule
the white lady seems to be asking for.
“Yes, Sule. Oga Sule. Tall and slender. Black
fine boy with gap in
his front teeth?” she says describing him.
“Yes. Yes. Sule. Tall young man,” the white lady
says.
“Ah. Sule don go school and Sule don become
Oga lawyer now.
No be conductor again. Sule, good boy is now a
big man lawyer
in Lawanson,” says the old woman.
Some of the other petty traders and some touts
gather on
hearing the name of Sule. Because, Sule has
become a
household name among them since he left to
go back to school
and has become a lawyer since passing out of
the Nigerian Law
School last year and most of them were at his
Call to Bar party
on Victoria Island. Then, out of deep curiosity,
the old woman
scrutinizes the white lady and it begins to dawn
on her that she
resembles the very pretty Arab girl that Sule
impregnated seven
years ago right here under the flyover before
her very eyes and
she was one of the people who intervened when
her infuriated
father “Baba Hadiyat” was punishing her.
“Hadiyat?” she calls her name.
“Yes, ma. Hadiyat. I am the one,” she replies.
The old woman looks into her hazel eyes and
touches her hands
and cheeks to be sure that she is not mistaken.
And on her
conviction of the reality that she is really
Hadiyat, she exclaims
in excitement.
“Hadiyat! The Arab girl! Sule’s girlfriend!”
Her announcement echoes and attracts the
attention of other
traders, touts, drivers and conductors and
many others. They all
surround the young white lady and her girl-child
whom the old
woman now recognizes as the result of
Hadiyat’s pregnancy for
Sule. She begins to thank the almighty God for
the providence of
the unwanted pregnancy that has brought such
a very beautiful
child into the world.
To Be Continued …






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Nollywood and Yoruba movies star Jayie Oluwakemi Kuti. Many who has seen her movies before knows that she is a force to recon. She is a wonderful actress, producer, businesswoman and the Chief Executive Officer of Jaylex Aesthetic Productions, a company which specializes in film, video and television productions.
In 2016 she was honoured with the post of an ambassador in Lagos State Polytechnic. This was due to her great contribution to the Nollywood film industry. You may have seen her in such popular films and TV shows as Everyday People, Face to Face, Spiders, Ashewo Airport and Si Gbogbo Okunrin.
The lovely Nollywood actress got married to Wasiu Alabi Odetola or more widely known as Pasuma but you know Yoruba ladies now, they are not together again and she said she has indeed lost count of men who want her by all means....

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Paul Pogba and Henrikh Mkhitaryan gave Manchester United victory over Ajax in the Europa League final and secured a Champions League spot.
Manchester United won the Europa League for the first time in their history thanks to a 2-0 victory over Ajax in Wednesday's final in Stockholm.
Goals from Paul Pogba and Henrikh Mkhitaryan secured the trophy and a route back into the Champions League group stage for next season, while bringing some joy to fans in what has been a deeply difficult week for the English city.
The match was overshadowed by Monday's terror attack at the Manchester Arena, which killed 22 people, and a minute's silence was observed before kick-off in front of a boisterous but respectful crowd at Friends Arena.
Manager Jose Mourinho – who last won this trophy with Porto in 2003 – spoke before the game of how United players were struggling to put the tragedy at home out of their minds, but they were the better side in the opening exchanges and were good value for the lead given to them through Pogba's deflected shot.
Ajax, in their first European final since losing to Juventus in the Champions League in 1996, lacked the attacking precision that saw them score five goals across two legs against both Schalke and Lyon and they were 2-0 down shortly after the interval as Mkhitaryan netted his sixth goal in the competition this season.
United were largely on the defensive in the final half-hour but their lead was rarely under threat, as they became the fifth team to win the Champions League, Europa League and UEFA Super Cup and returned to Europe's top table in style.


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Dial *241# To Start.

elmagnifo:
And so? is sandal a new innovation? SMH!!!

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elmagnifo:
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Griezzman is Moving To Man U, in the next two weeks

This is so inspiring and our young ladies
and slay queens out there should take a
clue from this beautiful young lady.
Anastasia Uzodimma is a Port Harcourt
based female cobbler, she met Paul
Okoye
of PSquare and presented to him sandals
she made for him. Paul took to social
media to share his pic with the
hardworking lady and wrote:
'selfendorsement in life you must start
somewhere this lady anastasiauzodimma
made this sandals for me pls guys let's
try
and support our own.... pls guys follow
her and support her her sandals are
affordable thanx dear may God bless
your
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The France international continues to be
linked with the Red Devils, and revealed
his
future will be finalised within the next
two
weeks
Atletico Madrid forward Antoine
Griezmann
has admitted there is a "six out of 10"
chance that he will join Manchester
United
this summer.
The France international has long been
linked with the Old Trafford outfit, and
Red
Devils boss Jose Mourinho is keen to add
the player to his squad.
And now Griezmann has revealed there
is a
real chance of him moving to the Europa
League finalists, with his future set to be
finalised in the next fortnight.
"My future will be decided within two
weeks, " he told French television
show, Quotidien .
He was then asked what the possibility
of
him joining United this summer would
be
out of 10, he replied "six".
Some reports have suggested Griezmann
will only sign for United if they can
secure
Champions League football for next
season.
But Goal understands this is not the
case,
meaning defeat to Ajax on Wednesday
evening would not necessarily end their
chances of bringing Griezmann to the
Theatre of Dreams.
The former Real Sociedad forward would
likely cost in the region of €80 million
should United make a bid.

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Big Brother Naija winner, Efe Ejeba
looked
dapper as he graced the cover of This
Day
Style magazine.

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There are different people we meet in
church.
They include;
1. The Sleepers: lol for these kind of
people,
you will see them sleeping especially
during
sermon. Some elderly people will even
pretend
putting on their eyes glass and bend
their
heads as if reading the bible.it is a lie o,
they
are already far in dreamland.
2. The Chargers: Hardly will you go to
any
church without finding them. They will
rather
carry their charger than the bible. Their
aim of
going to church is to charge, simple.
3. The talkertives. Meh these set of
people can
talk. While the man of God is saying the
word
at the front they are busy chit chatting
at the
back where they are commonly found.
4. The Questionaire: These set of
people are
often found at the front. They can ask
questions! Once the pastor sees them,
he
would be like "bro peter, any
question??"
5. The Competitors: These people
compete till
Jesus come. Commonly found among the
ladies/women. They can run their
account
down through buying latest designers
and to be
in fashion.
6. The Funny People: These people can
make
fun of anything.Laughing at everything
laughable. They always sit in group
especially
at the back.
7. The Dancers. They can dance to any
beat,
and can dance anyhow eg shoki and the
likes.
The set of people that will want to
contribute
20naira but they will dance till they are
tired.
8. The Critics: chai!! These people can
criticise
like mad. "is he suppose to dress like
that?"
"God! What is she wearing, see her full
bosom,
children of nowadays." you will hear
them say.
9. The Sturborn People: It is their
nature. They
are always seen arguing with the
urshers. "Sir/
Ma sit down here." they will be like "No
way, i
am sitting under the fan there."
10. The Prayer Warriors: You will find
them at
the front or middle. They can pray eh?
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1. He will follow back
I heard that to get a social media
verification
badge, one has to unfollow a very large
sum of
those you follow, such that your
followers are
way more than those you follow.
Perhaps, that
was why BBNaija winner, Efe, was said
to have
deleted most of those he was following
before
fame. Why follow people who don’t even
know
who you are and won’t follow you back?
Jesus
Christ is not like that. With all the fame
he has
in this world and beyond, he still sees it
fit to
follow your every movement. As a
matter of
fact, before you were formed in the
womb, he
knew you (Jeremiah 1:5).
2. He won’t clap back
Why follow a celebrity that takes every
slight
criticism as an afront to the extent of
calling
you a wretched person? To them, you
are a
nonentity and not in the position to
criticize
them because you are poor. This single
act of
theirs shows they are bad people who
deserve
no followers cos they lack the qualities
of a
leader. Look at the rate at which people
of
other religions and even atheists insult
and
ridicule Christ Jesus. The same thing
they did
before crucifying him is exactly what
they are
doing today. Yet, he’s not clapping back.
Rather, he says “Father forgive them for
they
know not what they do”. Wouldn’t you
rather
follow such a person?


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Lanre Gentry, the estranged husband of
Nollywood actress Mercy Aigbe may be
moving on already.
In his Instagram account on Saturday,
Gentry posted the photograph of himself
and another lady with caption ‘Temi My
Love”.


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Few days at home after graduating from
the
secondary school, I was starting to get
bored
at home. Therefore, my one and only
companion was my phone.
I do chat day and night, 24/7 on my
phone
until that couldn’t satisfy my boredom,
because asking a girl out Online became
my
easiest hobby.
So n a fateful day I decided to switch
my
tactics.
Prior to the switching, I do have
problem
with data, I wasn’t getting enough doe
for
my monthly sub, so I switched tactics by
created a female 2go account. I checked
in
to Facebook and saw one portharcourt
girl
profie, stolesome couple of pix of hers,
do
use them as my display picture for that
account. I added most of my old school
mates to the account. I used the
username
“maryjane”.
All my life I thought asking a girl out
was
easy but sincerely making a guy ask you
out
is easier.
I just chat with them for 2 hours, and
the
next thing you notice is them chatting
nicely, caringly, chai guys mehn, greater
mumu, during those duration, i’d get up
to
#3000 Naira Worth Of Recharge card
from
those guys, all I took was a yes.
On a fateful day I was in the saloon
normal
normal to have my hair cut, it wasn’t
my
turn yet so I sat on one of the chairs
pressing my phone, I just saw some
older
guys typing hard on their laptops like a
person preparing a project report, I sha
looked away until the phone of one one
them ringed and guess what, the guy
changed voice ni sharply on picking up
the
call, I had no choice but to take a look
at
them again, the guy faked his voice to
that
of a girlish type, and he was speaking
fast
English, I was like. Sho in this place na.
To Be Continued…




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Is Amber Rose now dating French
Montana?
The two friends were seen enjoying some
alone time at the beach over the
weekend...see more photos after the
cut.....


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Chelsea recorded a 4-3 win over
Watford
courtesy of a late Cesc Fabregas strike,
with
John Terry also among the goalscorers.
John Terry was on target in one of his
last
games for Chelsea as they recorded an
entertaining 4-3 win over Watford
thanks
to a late winner from Cesc Fabregas.
The experienced defender was handed a
rare start as Antonio Conte made nine
changes compared to the team that
clinched the Premier League title against
West Brom on Friday and he enjoyed an
eventful first half.
Terry opened the scoring in the 22nd
minute with a finish from close range,
only
to inadvertently set up Etienne Capoue
for
the equaliser with a poor clearance two
minutes later.
Cesar Azpilicueta and Michy Batshuayi
then
struck either side of half-time to hand
Chelsea a two-goal lead, only for Daryl
Janmaat to pull one back.
Substitute Stefano Okaka seemed to have
a
salvaged a draw for Watford with 16
minutes left, but it was Fabregas who
had
the final say, before Sebastian Prodl
received his marching orders in added
time.




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A Federal Capital Territory High Court
sitting
in Maitama, Abuja, on Monday nullified
a
4yrs old marriage between Mr
Ugochukwu
Eke and Uchenna Eke due to the wife’s
terminal disease which she concealed
from
the man.
The judge, Justice Jude Okeke, in his
judgment, held that the petitioner’s
evidence
had been accepted since the woman did
not
file any protest contradicting the facts.
“The court holds the view that by
undeniable
evidence that the respondent is suffering
from HIV prior and during the marriage.
“In the circumstance, the court holds
the
view that the petitioner has fulfilled the
provisions of section 5 (1) (a) of the
Matrimonial Causes Act 2004 to grant
the
prayers sought.
“In the light of this, a decree of nullity
of the
marriage between the petitioner and the
respondent contracted on Feb. 12, 2013
at
marriage registry of Kaduna South
District is
hereby nullified."
It would be recalled that Mr. Eke on
December 2, 2015, discovered that his
wife
was HIV positive after observing that she
was
sick and frequenting Kaduna to visit a
doctor.
According to the judge, the petitioner
stopped having s*xual intercourse with
the
respondent and on February 15, 2016,
she
packed out of the house.
He, therefore, dissolved the marriage on
grounds that the woman did not
contradict
the prayer of her husband and the facts
presented by him to end the union



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Sex doll Harmony is the girlfriend of a
million male fantasies. A silicone sex
robot
with artificial intelligence (AI) who looks
human, feels human and responds in an
eerily human way.She knows everything
about her man, his favourite food, films
and music, she can make him laugh after
a
tough day at work, and she’ll never
forget
his family’s birthdays.


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The actress showed off her figure in this
black ensemble, complimenting the look
with gold wristwatch and black heels
.
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Real Madrid manager, Zinedine Zidane,
has admitted that he can only be allowed
to continue by the club, if he delivers
trophies. Zidane is on the verge of a
first La Liga and Champions League
double for 59 years and is expected to
be handed a contract extension until
2020. Madrid need seven points from
their last three league fixtures to clinch
the title for the first time in five years
and face Juventus in the Champions
League final on June 3. “I am improving
in all aspects (as a coach), but that
doesn’t mean anything,” Zidane said. “I
know where I am and the only thing that
matters here is doing everything possible
to win.” Zidane is taking nothing for
granted, as he believes the toughest part
of the season is still to come. “These
three matches in the league and the
Champions League final are the hardest
part,” he added. “We are getting closer
and closer to the goal.



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Contrary to popular belief, Carlos Tevez
of Shanghai Shenhua is not the world’s
highest paid player, that title belongs to
his country man Ezequiel Lavezzi. Lavezzi
plays for Hebei China Fortune and takes
home £41.5million a year, which
equates to £798,000 a week roughly
equates to N326bn in naira. Cristiano
Ronaldo comes in third taking home
£424,615 a week, N173bn. Oscar of
Shanghai SIPG takes home £424,615,
N163.69bn a week. Messi comes in fifth
with the rest of the top ten made up of
the likes of Hulk, Axel Witsel.




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