tomzee2:
Mehn bros u re loosing ur fans ccus of sluggish update. But nice one doh atlist u help to kill my boring ness I like ya story

owki... Z jux dah i av' gat a lota schedules on table... Will try to be punctuall in updatin... Tnx 4 followin

Holamidhe:
Nice story,last update was good but you need to work on your spelling ....Peace out

owki... Tnx will wrk on dat...

"Hello, babe sorry for keeping you waiting, I got stucked in traffic." i throwed an open lie.
"Traffic? I think..." She was saying when i interupted her.
"Eeeerm, waiter!" I called in commanding tone.
"Yes sir, you are welcome to Golden Eve Hotel, What do we offer you people?" The dark but beautiful well packaged waitress quired as she approached our table?
My mind went far into imagining what it shud be like, having such girl on my bed.
I instantly starts singing "Black is beautiful" by famous african Hi-Pop singer Flavour N' Abania.
"Helo," the waitress called me back to live with a wave of hand.
"Oooow, sorry was actually calculating on when to hold my appointment with one of my bussiness patner, Emeka Ofor.
"Oooow, u mean u know Emeka Ofor in person?" Caro quired, supriseness all over her.
"Yes, he is once my Godfather in bussiness..." I fired award winning lie.
"Waoh, that show that you must be a rich fellow." She pointed out.
"Well, as you can see." i replied.
"Hey, can i see your menu?" i waved at the standing waitress, who was smilling all throughout my unveiling.
She must have been swimming in the ocean of happiness, that they have got a multi millionaire at her service.
"Here it is sir... "she said presenting a book with thick black cover.
"Give it to her." I said pointing to Caro.
Who tooked it and returned it to the waitress after marking some items with the pen being give to her by the waiter.
"Sir..."She said offering me the booklet.
"Nooo, am okay for now, just go on and serve her order." I waved off the waitress.
"Is she your niece?" I asked Caro, pointing to the small girl who has been sitting quietly looking at me ever since i arrived.
"Nop, she is my second daughter, her name is Chinwendu." She revealed.
Just like i have been electrocted, i became shock.
"So this girl don born? Not even once but twice? Abi she don marry ni? Anyway eno concern me, as e don dey chop my money me too go chop her kpomo, wether after two or not." I concluded in my thought.
"Waoh, she is just as beautiful as you, whats her age?" i quired more.
Not that am intrested on knowing her age, but because that i don't know what to say again.
"She will be six years in 4 Months time, her sister just clocked seven yesterday."
"Waoh, that is awesome ." i complemented as the waitress drops her order.
I calculated the items she ordered, summing up #950, i did this in a split of second.
"Eeeerm... You know what... Get me water." I brought back the attention of the departing figure of the waitress.
"What brand sir? Eva, Lionet or Podium?" The waitress quired.
"Are they all the same price?" I quired.
"No, Eva is hundred and fifty naira, others are #100." She replied.
"Okay, get me Lionet, i don't like Eva there water are always tasteless." I gave out unreasonable excuse.
"Water dey get taste before? " I asked my silly brain as i realised my mistake.
All thanks to the Nkwobi which keeps Caro busy and less intrest on what ever am discussing with waiter.
"Here is it." The waitress served me my own order.
"Hope you are enjoying the meal?" I asked the Nkwobi Carried-awa Caro.
"Definetly... Woud'nt you mind using straw?" The heartless and wicked Caro said offering me straw to drink water.
While she is busy sipping Juice with Nkwobi and Turkey meat.
"Ooow, i would'nt mind." I said collecting the straw from her.
"Na heartless thunder go paralse your papa." I curse and raged inwardly.
After some minutes of enjoying our orders, Caro was complaining that she ain't full at the moment.
That she still needs to place more other.
I was instantly sweating profusely, after calculting how much i have spent, and how much am having in pocket.
I gave the gatekeeper #200 out of the 1500k i hold for the shoe he lend me, with a promise to give it to him when leaving.
Caro have ordered a meal worth of #950 Total, and i in other hand was already enjoying a #100 worth of bottle water.
Making it 1050k if summed up, now left with #250 in my pocket as my whole saving in the world at the present.
Not only that, the worms in my stomach region are goin on a protest for feeding them with only water, when they can percieve an Aroma of prepared meal.
Therefore causing me the urge to throw up many times.
We later concluded to leave after the i try in persuading her not to take further oder with my trick.
We left the hotel with one destination at my mind, Tony's house.
The only place to do my thing without any disturbance.
Was still thinking on how to merge on things when i heard.
"Oga you wan go home with my shoe?" The foolish gateman alarmed running toward us.
Just when i want to give the gatekeeper a sign.
The young devil beside me, Chinwendu shouted.
"Mummy, so uncle can't buy shoe for him self!."

I am waiting 4 next update .....My sister thought I was mad ...Ride on bro

"C'mon will you shutup!" Caro cautioned the young devil captioned Chinwendu.
The little devil just chuckled and bent her head down.
"Mr. Man what are you saying?" I asked the gateman, who was now standing before us.
"Wetin i mean? Give me my shoe nao, abi your mind tell you say you don buy am?" The Gatekeeper Raged.
"Hello, young man are you insane?" I tried preventing myself from being disgraced.
"Kutty do you have his shoe?" Caro quired, confusion written all over her face.
"What for? What contact do you think i will have with a common gatekeeper?" i suceeded in colonizing(don't mind my diction) Caro's sense of thinking, there-by making her belief that i don't have any collaboration with thee gatekeeper.
"Have i ever met you before? Do i know you?" I directed a killer question with a camouflaged killer's look on my face.
The gatekeeper was more than shocked.
Had it been that a soothsayer prophesied to him that i have such heart of denial, with the innocent look i wore when i approached him for an aid, he would'nt have believed the person.
"Aaaaah!" He gave out a typical yoruba man exclamation.
"Oga, so na like this you dey? Oti ya were, Give me my shoe Ojareeeh ." He raged, with a fire in his eyes.(sorry to yoruba pals, if made an err while delivering the message on your accent.)
"C'mon guy, if you are having a mental dissability, then you go and seek the aid of psychological physician don't just go about embrassing people you come in contact with, Old Bast...ard." I thundered, stressing the last word.
"Aaaaah... Na me you call bastard ni? Infact your sister na bastard even your papa... (speaks yoruba accent which i understood as an abusive word.)
I just stood looking at the gatekeeper as he throw bundles of insults both to me and my relatives.
If only this man should behave matured and play along with me, things wan't go odd.
I never planned of taking his shoe as mine, my plan was to carry Caro to Tony's house, after that which i will return the shoe after we have been through with what i planned to happen.
I have planned ealier to alert the gatekeeper of my plan, before we leave, but Caro's sense of talkertiveness and desire for companion who will listen to her when she talk would'nt give me enough chance to meet the gatekeeper.
This gatekeeper seems to be enjoying using abusive words on people.
He continue delivering me bunches of insults, even whe i have opted-out of the game and turned spectator.
"Son of a cheap ugly Ashawo! (prostitute)."
I have had enough, i can take any insult aimed t me, but what i would'nt bear anymore was calling my mother a PROSTITUTE.
"You call my mother a prostitute." I thundered in anger, as i advanced to him, with the only reasonable plan on my mind to beat hell out of him.
"If them no tell you, u no go know? Your mama na bastard, i don even climb am." The worthless gatekeeper stated, annoying me.
"Kutty please don't fight him." Caro cried out, but that was too late to heed.
I was already filled up with anger, and hunger to knock off about 5-6 teeth of the brainless gatkeeper.
"Pheeeew." I threw a specialized punche to him, which he ducked expertly.
I immediately know that the decision of fighting the gate is really a wrong one.
My new date Caro have retired, and decided to watch us since all her effort to bring us back to our mind proved abortive.
The gatekeeper took off the shirt he was putting on, and reveal rock-like body with scars all over the body.
His Abs have actually changed from being called six pack to what i captione Iron Pack.
"Blood of God." Mistakenly escaped from my lip.
The urge to make peace with the gatekeeper overcrowd me, but i felt discouraged to do so, when i turned back and see a hundreds pair of eyes gazing at me.
I become dumbfounded, because i can't actually explain how a crowd of costumers and some staffs have stuffed the scene within some minutes.
"Naija and gist shaa... No one wants to be gisted, they all want to see it with their own perfect eyes.
The most painful and annoying of it all is that no one is willing to seperate the fight among the crowd.
They are all keen to watch till the end.
I was still in the pool of my thought when heard...
"Puah... Puah... Puah...Gbummm!" i started going down with a promo punches sending me down, until... I landed on the floor with a thud...
I regained my immediate lost of sight and behold.
I see my worst nightmare, the devil, the embrasser, the disgracer, the bastard gateman on top of me with a wicked grin coming from his right hand is loaded punche.
"Puaaaam!" The punche landed.
"Heeeey... " i heard the spectators exclaimed.
That was the last i can remember as m vision went blur.

"C'mon will you shutup!" Caro cautioned the young devil captioned Chinwendu.
The little devil just chuckled and bent her head down.
"Mr. Man what are you saying?" I asked the gateman, who was now standing before us.
"Wetin i mean? Give me my shoe nao, abi your mind tell you say you don buy am?" The Gatekeeper Raged.
"Hello, young man are you insane?" I tried preventing myself from being disgraced.
"Kutty do you have his shoe?" Caro quired, confusion written all over her face.
"What for? What contact do you think i will have with a common gatekeeper?" i suceeded in colonizing(don't mind my diction) Caro's sense of thinking, there-by making her belief that i don't have any collaboration with thee gatekeeper.
"Have i ever met you before? Do i know you?" I directed a killer question with a camouflaged killer's look on my face.
The gatekeeper was more than shocked.
Had it been that a soothsayer prophesied to him that i have such heart of denial, with the innocent look i wore when i approached him for an aid, he would'nt have believed the person.
"Aaaaah!" He gave out a typical yoruba man exclamation.
"Oga, so na like this you dey? Oti ya were, Give me my shoe Ojareeeh ." He raged, with a fire in his eyes.(sorry to yoruba pals, if made an err while delivering the message on your accent.)
"C'mon guy, if you are having a mental dissability, then you go and seek the aid of psychological physician don't just go about embrassing people you come in contact with, Old Bast...ard." I thundered, stressing the last word.
"Aaaaah... Na me you call bastard ni? Infact your sister na bastard even your papa... (speaks yoruba accent which i understood as an abusive word.)
I just stood looking at the gatekeeper as he throw bundles of insults both to me and my relatives.
If only this man should behave matured and play along with me, things wan't go odd.
I never planned of taking his shoe as mine, my plan was to carry Caro to Tony's house, after that which i will return the shoe after we have been through with what i planned to happen.
I have planned ealier to alert the gatekeeper of my plan, before we leave, but Caro's sense of talkertiveness and desire for companion who will listen to her when she talk would'nt give me enough chance to meet the gatekeeper.
This gatekeeper seems to be enjoying using abusive words on people.
He continue delivering me bunches of insults, even whe i have opted-out of the game and turned spectator.
"Son of a cheap ugly Ashawo! (prostitute)."
I have had enough, i can take any insult aimed t me, but what i would'nt bear anymore was calling my mother a PROSTITUTE.
"You call my mother a prostitute." I thundered in anger, as i advanced to him, with the only reasonable plan on my mind to beat hell out of him.
"If them no tell you, u no go know? Your mama na bastard, i don even climb am." The worthless gatekeeper stated, annoying me.
"Kutty please don't fight him." Caro cried out, but that was too late to heed.
I was already filled up with anger, and hunger to knock off about 5-6 teeth of the brainless gatkeeper.
"Pheeeew." I threw a specialized punche to him, which he ducked expertly.
I immediately know that the decision of fighting the gate is really a wrong one.
My new date Caro have retired, and decided to watch us since all her effort to bring us back to our mind proved abortive.
The gatekeeper took off the shirt he was putting on, and reveal rock-like body with scars all over the body.
His Abs have actually changed from being called six pack to what i captione Iron Pack.
"Blood of God." Mistakenly escaped from my lip.
The urge to make peace with the gatekeeper overcrowd me, but i felt discouraged to do so, when i turned back and see a hundreds pair of eyes gazing at me.
I become dumbfounded, because i can't actually explain how a crowd of costumers and some staffs have stuffed the scene within some minutes.
"Naija and gist shaa... No one wants to be gisted, they all want to see it with their own perfect eyes.
The most painful and annoying of it all is that no one is willing to seperate the fight among the crowd.
They are all keen to watch till the end.
I was still in the pool of my thought when heard...
"Puah... Puah... Puah...Gbummm!" i started going down with a promo punches sending me down, until... I landed on the floor with a thud...
I regained my immediate lost of sight and behold.
I see my worst nightmare, the devil, the embrasser, the disgracer, the bastard gateman on top of me with a wicked grin coming from his right hand is loaded punche.
"Puaaaam!" The punche landed.
"Heeeey... " i heard the spectators exclaimed.
That was the last i can remember as m vision went blur.
-------To be continued---------------
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"Kutty, Chidimma dey visit us tomorrow oo." Kenny announced one Saturday evening, after some months of Hotel Incident.
"Who be Chidimma again? Na your new bae?" I quired.
"Kutty you dey mad ooo, you no know Chidimma my juniour sister again?"Kenny replied, more of a question.
"Okay, na now i understand, ebe like say Mumsi send am message." I want to know.
"No, you no say school term don finish, she wan come spend the holidays with us." Kenny replied.
"Abi? The thing balm wella noa, she fill even stay here dey school self." I replied.
Since i have known Chidimma to be a cute intelligent beautiful girl with humility, unlike big-headed Kenny, why should i be an obstruction to her coming to stay with us? Why i can also benefit from her as she is just two year younger to Kenny.
Kenny in the other hand seniored me with one year, therfore making me to be just one year older to Chidimma.
An adequate age interval for relationship material.
In other way, we are gradually improving on stardand of living, right from the day Kenny won a contract of a two storey building from one Chief. Martins, a South Africa based Nigerian who deals on texile, he have recently decided to build a branch in Eastern side of Nigeria.
Such as the fate will have it, he choose Anambara, concerning the high traffic of texile bussiness in other developed part of Anambara, like Onitsha, Awka and others.
He choose to set up the bussiness at Nnewi, and since our street Uruagu is the adequate area for marketing, as a result of multi inter-races and ethnics.
He choosed it over other streets.
How Kenny get that job was more like a myths to me.
Considering the fact that his working profile in the field building construction is nothing to write home.
The memory of that fateful day came flashing back to my mind.
I was sitting in one of the shade in our compound, playing "Temple Run" with my new boughted android mobile.
All of a sudden i heard a gigantic footsteps approaching my direction.
I raised up my head to see Kenny racing towards me panting.
A thought flashed into my mind that he is being pursued by a dog or or maybe the NDLEA have stormed our street to arrest the weed smokers, as they usually do in every end of the months.
I instantly flee, even before he reached my destination.
Am already making to our low constructed fence, when Kenny called, running towards me, and also quiring the source behind my racing.
"I think say drug people come ooo." I confessed.
"Hahahaha, na that be the reason while you dey tear the race wey Usain Bolt no fit cover in an hour?" Kenny mocked, as he explained the reason behind his racing.
A happy one indeed.
"Kenny, shey you no say eno go better for you bah?" i cursed my friend after he was done with the explanation behind his run.
I became more annoyed and at the same time happy watching him kill himself with laughter.
After watching for some time, i instantly joined him in laughing, afterall, is a good news.
Special one for that!
That special day marked the day of our breakthrough hence-forth.
We have replenish our room with a set of Television, Cd player and other other kinds of decoration for an average room.
Kenny in the other hand, no longer takes part in the Masonry work every time, he only works when he chooses to.
All he does was to be ensuing instruction to the workers, wo in other hand adresses him as the 'Oga on Top' (High-Chief)

Sunday morning dawned with special breeze, i woke up,and clean my face.
I never care brushing up since my toothbrush breaked the previous day.
I head straight to warm the Yam and Beans porridge we made the the previous night, i took a glimpes at Kenny, who was still lying on the bed.
His lying posture really got me laughing hard, it was'nt a new thing that my friend Kenny is B.sc holder when it comes to the field of bad posture, both when he is sleeping or not, but his hillarious lying posture that present day got me cracked up.
He was lying face up with his wide mouth agape, with one leg on the wallside the other at the floor, one of his arm on akimbo.
"Kenny, you still dey sleep, you no go go church?" i queried from him waking him half asleep.
"Today na church?" Kenny asked sleepingly.
I took a second glimpes at him to know if he is actually talking out of sleepy or under another unrecognised influence.
I ignored his question and head to the bathroom in a bide to preparation of church.
"Oga landlord, Good morning." i greeted the old soldier who i met on my way to bathroom as he was brushing up.
"Eeeehen, Kutty how you dey?"
"I dey fine ooo, happy Sunday."
"I wish you the best, she na church you wan go prepare?" He queried.
"Yes Oga landlord."
"Try make you see me when you returned." he instructed, more like pleading.
"Yawa no dey, i go do so." I replied.
As i head to the bathroom, many thoughts beclouds my mind.
"This one wey old soldier dey find me, you sure say i save?"
"Maybe e wan reconcile with us for the ill-treatment we have being receiving from previously as he don see say we don hammer."
All this where whats running through my mind.
I later concluded within me that he might be aiming to ensue an apology to me.
"But why must it be only me?"
"Why did'nt he invite Kenny along, since he is the person that suffer the great portion of the ill-treatment ?"
"Or has he already invited him?"
I concluded in asking Kenny on getting back to room.
I reached the bathroom to notice someone else was in before me, someone i suspected to be a female through the voice i heard singing a popular gospel Hymn.
Since i know our Landlady as no Church- goer, and Mama Tolu have travelled over the weekend and yet to be back.
Aunty Stella the tailor in other hand is not feeling well, and have being lying on sick-bed for several weeks.
Lucky she to have a beautiful caring cousing who have been tending to her.
I suspected the lady inside to be Aunty Tolu's cousing Kehinde, Oh my God! The girl is damn beauty! So i decided to know what her uncladness would be like by carrying what we calls Cinema Show (peeping) when we are still infant.
So i advanced to the bathroom door, looking around to make sure that no ones is seeing me on the disgusting act i was about to carry out.
After making sure that no one was at eyeshot, i approached the door and peeps through a slight opening.
"God of Zacheaus!" i muttered.
What i really saw transfered a message to my head-down phallus, which immediately results to my hard-on.
Albeit i can't get clear view of whoever that is inside, but the little i can stream is quite satifiable.
It happened that she is facing the door side with her backside, as she bendown to doing something that i suspected of being washing either her pant or bra.
I was lost in a big thought, imagining if i can ever settle down with that kind of machine.(don't mind my diction)
I was still comteplating when all of a sudden...
"Whoooooah!"

You need to proof read your work ...Errors like boughted (bought),breaked (broke) ....Nice updates ...Don't mind people that are commenting,maybe it because they have nothing to say or you not female but just remember they are following ....Cheers

Holamidhe:
You need to proof read your work ...Errors like boughted (bought),breaked (broke) ....Nice updates ...Don't mind people that are commenting,maybe it because they have nothing to say or you not female but just remember they are following ....Cheers

tnx for the corrections and encouragements... Am privileged...

"Oooh my God! Kutty what are you doing here? " Patience exclaimed as she saw what she have done to my hansome face with the dirty water excavated from the pant she was washing.
It happened so fast that i was lost in my Cinema Show, that i did'nt notice the person i suspected to be Kehinde (Patience) was through with whatever she was doing at bathroom.
Just as my ill-fate should have it, she decided to pour the dirty water she used in washing her pant outside that day.
Just as the devil wants it, she sees no direction else to pour it but upwards.
Which makes the unwanted to land on my hansome retreating figure.
"Eeeeerm... I am praying... I mean for chu...rch." I delivered the only thing my dull brain can come up with at the moment to her.
"You are praying? You are for church...?"
"Yes, i am waiting for you to be through so that i will take my bath and go church." I regained my lost sense.
"You are preparing for church with your joystick hard on?
Kutty, don't tell me you have been peeping on me?" She queried mockinly, with her eyes on my lower region.
I immediately take a look down to my John Thomas, that was when i noticed that the ungrateful idiot is still as hard as Olumo Rock.
"Kai... This idiot see as you carry dey disgrace me, na God go judge your evil deeds to me." I cursed my joystick inwardly.
"Hian...! Patience, me? Peep you? For what?" I tried defending my self but my voice and emotion failed me.
"Hahahaha, Kutty stop pretending, i know what you have been doing i foresee you when am in the bathroom, i decided on pouring the water to you just to catch your red handed." Patience revealed mockingly.
I instantly became dumbfounded, seeing that i have been bursted.
"C'mon why you dey behave like Jew? I dey always try to experess my feeling to you but you turned all em' down and choosed peeping instead." She further revealed.
"Eeeerm... You see Patience, i was'nt actually peeping on you, i thought it was Kehinde, why would i peep on you? What do you have self?" I spewed out unknownly, while am trying to defend my action.
"Ooow... I see, you where actually having Kehinde on mind? That Yoruba Halort? Boys shaa, always leaving honey for Bitterleaf." She said as she advanced towards me.
"You see Kutty, i love you, i don't love Akor, is you that i love." She confessed as she brought he lips closer to mine.
"Patience leave me, you are already Akor's what do you think would be Akor's reaction if he founds out what is going on?" I queried her, as i withdraw my face away from hers, finding it impossible to withstand the odour emanating from her mouth.
"Patience pleas let me be, am already late for church." i reaveal further before she could reply my question.
"Okay, i will, i will be going to church too, I will be taking Akor along too." She revealed.
"Thats good, all of us will go together." I responded.
"Okay be fast your friend have finished preparation long ago, remaining only me." She further revealed.
"Okay nao, no problem." I assured as i rushed to the bathroom with many thoughts on my mind.
"This Patience sef, na crime to be fine boy?"
"So na like this she gather reach? Ebe like say i go beging dey service her machine ooo, afterall na free of charge."
"I go dey chop, dey clean mouth, Akor no go know." I concluded as i poured the cold water on my body.
"Oooow...cold dey ooo" i said between shivering.

Hmmmm... Finally bak frm NL prison...

I returned to the room after bathing to met Kenny already awake brushing up in front of our room, which reminded me that i have'nt brush up yet, but i fashi it with thought that i will do so when i returned from church, a bad idea tho.
"Guy you no go go church?" i asked him.
"I no go go ooo, make i dey house prepare something for Chidimma and also arrange the house." Kenny responded.
"Okay nao, no problem, you be correct man."
"Abeg try pepare something wey mouth fit accept without throwup ooo." I teased.
He just smiled as he goes about his bussiness.
One thing that i cherish Kenny of, is his selflessness act, he always do things in his way not minding what people around him thinks or suggested.
I rushed in to put on my Sunday clothe in-order to meetup with Kenny and girl.
"Kutty you never prepare finish?" Akor called from outside.
"Abeg make una wait for me ooo, i don already ready." I murdered grammar, as i battled with my under-sized shoes.
One minute later, we are off to Church.
St. Mary's catholic church is our centre church.
Not too distance from our habitat, just 15 walk, so we decided against boarding of any bike, instead we make use of our foot Ferrairi.
The walk to the church is'nt much fun as the Parrot Akor bored me with low generated and off-point discussion, which i always back him with a dry chuckle, on some occassions i tried backing him with the likes of:
"Mmm..."
"Huh?"
"Hehehe, yes."
Just to save him from not being addressed as an insane man by on-lookers.
Patience in the other side is also less intrested in what her man is saying, she have stylishly gave us some pace, which actually give me the room to feast my eyes on her as she expertly bounced her bum bum on each step she take.
"Hmmmm, nawa ooo, Akor sorry i go betray you for this one." I thoughted as i lost my whole mind on the bouncing machine.
"Na this kind waist Popular Nigerian pop singer Iyanya take compose "Your Waist." I thoughted aloud, not knowing that i said the say out the last word "Waist" to the hearing of Akor.
Luckily for me it corresponded with what Akor is saying at the moment.
Akor in the other hand thoughts that am actually talking on his side.
"Yes, i dey tell you! Pure waste!" Akor further states.
I just chuckled as we continue with our boring journey.
Few minutes later, we were at the Church, as a member of M.O.D i left akor with her girl to join the few sitted brethrens after making a request of them to wait for me when the service is over.
I head downstair where all M.O.D members usually assembles before the commencement of service to receive instructions from our leader on how we are going to work that day.
"Mon So!" I hailed our commandant who i met on the staircase going a way up, with customized a M.O.D slang.
"Kutty, how you? You just arrived?"
"Yes so!"
"What kept you so late." He furthermore queried.
That is when i took a glance at my wristwatch and find out the time to be 40minutes late from our agreed default time for M.O.D assembly.
"Am sorry sire, ... Eeeerm... Eeeerm..." I searched for possible atomic bom-like lie to threw at him, but my fish brain would'nt allow that.
"What?" The commandant queried with keen intrest.
"Bia nwokem kee ife obu? Kee onye iche n' ibu sef?(my man what is it? Who do you think you are self?)" I cursed him within me, i dare not say it out if i don't want to loose my set of well arranged dentition.
"Eeeerm... My... Our... I mean There... No... The taxi that i boarded when coming broke up at just the middle of our journey, so i have to complete the rest of the journey by foot." I finally came up with an adequate lie to bail myself.
Since he does'nt know where i live, he simply bought my lie.
"Anyway, you have to work on Muftin today, the members who where here before you have took all the available uniforms." He informed with the tone of finality as he left me dumbfounded alone on the staircase.
I started climbing back with many thoughts crowded my mind.
I was just imagining how i will work as an M.O.D without putting on our M.O.D customized wear.
It is just like working in police force without uniform.
Police's own being much better cos their I.D card is there to verify them whenever they are out of uniform, unlike we who don't have any.
"Will people obey my command?"
"Will the recognise me as a church worker?"
All this where what is in my mind as i made to the main entrance door, my favourite position.

"Good morning Kutty." i heard a sweet voice the little crowd of people streaming into the church through my place of duty.
I turned back to see Rose at my back dressed gogeoursly.
"Oh my God she looks so damns beauty!"
"Rose, this is you? So can still recall who i am?" I tried being fluent.
"I should be the one asking you that, what happened to you? I have been trying your double lines for some times now, but non of them was going through, i even tried it this morning to wish you happy Sunday." She defends Showing me her dialed numbers that present day.
"Oooh, now i beleive you actually cares for me, am sorry my phone lost, so i have to get a new phone all along with new line." I apologized.
We later swap number as she left to sit at the ladies lane, i in other hand returned to my duty post.
"Hey Oga, you have to move the left side, we don't usually allow people to sit there." I directed one middle aged man of about 40 years.
He just eye me one deadly look, you know that kind of look Undertaker of WWE usually use to send fear into his opponents.
Shrill cold went down to my spin as i watched the man sits at the place i fore-warned him not to, since.
"I talk am say this work wey i no put uniform get as e be." i muttered as i just mope at the man who is well relaxed on the forbidden place.
Since fear would'nt free me, i have nothing to do than to watch him do his thing.
Few minutes later, a uniformed M.O.D member approach the man who disobeyed me,after speaking with him, on what i see as a commanding, as the M.O.D is not smilling, the one time deadly man just obliged innocently and departs the place.
This really makes me more angry, as i vow never to work without any verification attribute.
I was still contemplating on what just happened when all of a sudden my eyes befall on someone.
Someone i have been longing to see after thing have turned to positive on me and my big-headed brother Kenny.

I was dumbfounded seeing Caro hand in hand with her daughter Chinwendu.
I have'nt set my eyes on her after the hotel incident.
"Caro, long time where have you being?" I greeted advancing to shake her outstretched hand.
"Yeah long time i based in Onitsha now, i just return back for a white wedding ceremony of a close friend." She revealed.
"Wow! That is awesome, Chinwedu how are you?" i complimented touching the little girl who was keen looking at me since i met them.
After some few minutes of brief conversation with her, she departs to the inner church but not after inviting me to visit her later in the day, which i happily obliged.
The mass was going on smoothly, albeit, i was'nt paying maximum attention to the sermon delivering from the priest.
My maximum concentration was on the beautiful damsels on the church with diffrent hairstyle, structure and their good looking appearances.
I was still feasting my eyes on the flocks of the ladies when my lusty eyes befalls on one beautiful girl with huge backside on red sitting on a low sized stool.
The top she wore is too short to cover her up with his big stretched buttock, therefore making the top end lying just few inches away from the edge of her skirt.
Her skirt in the other hand is slightly sagged as the result of the low sized stool she was resting on, which makes her pink underwear pant to come into slightly view.
At that moment, i don't know what actually took over me as i instantly lost all my thought and concentration to just merely pant that was barely into view.
"Kutty na church you dey so ooo."
"No allow devil tempt you ooo."
I heard an imaginarily voice warning me,i pinched my self hard as i tried getting my mind off the sinfull dillema, but my John Thomas is completely saying otherwise.
The unworthy long veini meat seems to be finding extra joy in the act of disgracing me whenever am away.
"If you love yourself better behave yourself nao." I warned inwardly to my Joystick, but the cursed thing would'nt even succumb to my plea.
"See eeehn, if you later finally succeded in disgracing me here, i go just find sharp knife cut you off ! I swear!" I threatened my ever mischievous Phallus, but it did'nt even do as if it gives a damn of my threat.
"My Oga abeg nao try behave nao."
"She you no say na church we dey ni?"
I pleaded calmly, as the other way seems not to be working.
Just like Thomas in bible, it snubbed my convicing pleas and continue pulling muscle on my lower region, i even tried taking off my eyes from the lady,but my lustful mind wan't fail designing an accurate picture of the ladies waist and shows it to me imaginarily.
It even went as far as printing an unclad picture of the girl to me, just for me to feast my lusty mind.
I continue battling with my John Thomas, i no longer care about who comes in or who goes out of my duty post.
I just stylishly squats in such a way that i left my legs folded with my both knees meeting each of theirself.
"Kutty e be like say u dey get leg problem?" One of our member that is passing-by asked me.
"Noo oo, i dey learn how to sit on the air." i throw a comfortable lie to him.
"Hahahaha... In this kind posture, abi na shit on the air you dey practise ni?" She queried inqusitively.
"Noooo... Na new style be this one, Na like this Japan soldiers carry dey do there own." i kills him with laughter as he left me laughing hard.
Few minutes later, i was out of my lustful mood.
All thanks to the worshsip song by playing by the band group.
Just as i was i silently thanking God for bringing me back to my normal self and shaming the devil i sighted a a young beautiful girl heading to exit.
"Hei! Young lady, you are'nt allowed to leave the church premise when the worship is ongoing."i informed as i i tried blocking her way.
note : This would be the last update that i will be posting here, improvement of comments will be the only weaponry to beat me back to be posting it here once more.
Meanwhile the story would be ongoing on my FB page where people appreciate my efforts. Thanks... For viewing

I was dumbfounded seeing Caro hand in hand with her daughter Chinwendu.
I have'nt set my eyes on her after the hotel incident.
"Caro, long time where have you being?" I greeted advancing to shake her outstretched hand.
"Yeah long time i based in Onitsha now, i just return back for a white wedding ceremony of a close friend." She revealed.
"Wow! That is awesome, Chinwedu how are you?" i complimented touching the little girl who was keen looking at me since i met them.
After some few minutes of brief conversation with her, she departs to the inner church but not after inviting me to visit her later in the day, which i happily obliged.
The mass was going on smoothly, albeit, i was'nt paying maximum attention to the sermon delivering from the priest.
My maximum concentration was on the beautiful damsels on the church with diffrent hairstyle, structure and their good looking appearances.
I was still feasting my eyes on the flocks of the ladies when my lusty eyes befalls on one beautiful girl with huge backside on red sitting on a low sized stool.
The top she wore is too short to cover her up with his big stretched buttock, therefore making the top end lying just few inches away from the edge of her skirt.
Her skirt in the other hand is slightly sagged as the result of the low sized stool she was resting on, which makes her pink underwear pant to come into slightly view.
At that moment, i don't know what actually took over me as i instantly lost all my thought and concentration to just merely pant that was barely into view.
"Kutty na church you dey so ooo."
"No allow devil tempt you ooo."
I heard an imaginarily voice warning me,i pinched my self hard as i tried getting my mind off the sinfull dillema, but my John Thomas is completely saying otherwise.
The unworthy long veini meat seems to be finding extra joy in the act of disgracing me whenever am away.
"If you love yourself better behave yourself nao." I warned inwardly to my Joystick, but the cursed thing would'nt even succumb to my plea.
"See eeehn, if you later finally succeded in disgracing me here, i go just find sharp knife cut you off ! I swear!" I threatened my ever mischievous Phallus, but it did'nt even do as if it gives a damn of my threat.
"My Oga abeg nao try behave nao."
"She you no say na church we dey ni?"
I pleaded calmly, as the other way seems not to be working.
Just like Thomas in bible, it snubbed my convicing pleas and continue pulling muscle on my lower region, i even tried taking off my eyes from the lady,but my lustful mind wan't fail designing an accurate picture of the ladies waist and shows it to me imaginarily.
It even went as far as printing an unclad picture of the girl to me, just for me to feast my lusty mind.
I continue battling with my John Thomas, i no longer care about who comes in or who goes out of my duty post.
I just stylishly squats in such a way that i left my legs folded with my both knees meeting each of theirself.
"Kutty e be like say u dey get leg problem?" One of our member that is passing-by asked me.
"Noo oo, i dey learn how to sit on the air." i throw a comfortable lie to him.
"Hahahaha... In this kind posture, abi na shit on the air you dey practise ni?" She queried inqusitively.
"Noooo... Na new style be this one, Na like this Japan soldiers carry dey do there own." i kills him with laughter as he left me laughing hard.
Few minutes later, i was out of my lustful mood.
All thanks to the worshsip song by playing by the band group.
Just as i was i silently thanking God for bringing me back to my normal self and shaming the devil i sighted a a young beautiful girl heading to exit.
"Hei! Young lady, you are'nt allowed to leave the church premise when the worship is ongoing."i informed as i i tried blocking her way.
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note : This would be the last update that i will be posting here, improvement of comments will be the only weaponry to beat me back to be posting it here once more.
Meanwhile the story would be ongoing on my FB page where people appreciate my efforts. Thanks... For viewing

I was dumbfounded seeing Caro hand in hand with her daughter Chinwendu.
I have'nt set my eyes on her after the hotel incident.
"Caro, long time where have you being?" I greeted advancing to shake her outstretched hand.
"Yeah long time i based in Onitsha now, i just return back for a white wedding ceremony of a close friend." She revealed.
"Wow! That is awesome, Chinwedu how are you?" i complimented touching the little girl who was keen looking at me since i met them.
After some few minutes of brief conversation with her, she departs to the inner church but not after inviting me to visit her later in the day, which i happily obliged.
The mass was going on smoothly, albeit, i was'nt paying maximum attention to the sermon delivering from the priest.
My maximum concentration was on the beautiful damsels on the church with diffrent hairstyle, structure and their good looking appearances.
I was still feasting my eyes on the flocks of the ladies when my lusty eyes befalls on one beautiful girl with huge backside on red sitting on a low sized stool.
The top she wore is too short to cover her up with his big stretched buttock, therefore making the top end lying just few inches away from the edge of her skirt.
Her skirt in the other hand is slightly sagged as the result of the low sized stool she was resting on, which makes her pink underwear pant to come into slightly view.
At that moment, i don't know what actually took over me as i instantly lost all my thought and concentration to just merely pant that was barely into view.
"Kutty na church you dey so ooo."
"No allow devil tempt you ooo."
I heard an imaginarily voice warning me,i pinched my self hard as i tried getting my mind off the sinfull dillema, but my John Thomas is completely saying otherwise.
The unworthy long veini meat seems to be finding extra joy in the act of disgracing me whenever am away.
"If you love yourself better behave yourself nao." I warned inwardly to my Joystick, but the cursed thing would'nt even succumb to my plea.
"See eeehn, if you later finally succeded in disgracing me here, i go just find sharp knife cut you off ! I swear!" I threatened my ever mischievous Phallus, but it did'nt even do as if it gives a damn of my threat.
"My Oga abeg nao try behave nao."
"She you no say na church we dey ni?"
I pleaded calmly, as the other way seems not to be working.
Just like Thomas in bible, it snubbed my convicing pleas and continue pulling muscle on my lower region, i even tried taking off my eyes from the lady,but my lustful mind wan't fail designing an accurate picture of the ladies waist and shows it to me imaginarily.
It even went as far as printing an unclad picture of the girl to me, just for me to feast my lusty mind.
I continue battling with my John Thomas, i no longer care about who comes in or who goes out of my duty post.
I just stylishly squats in such a way that i left my legs folded with my both knees meeting each of theirself.
"Kutty e be like say u dey get leg problem?" One of our member that is passing-by asked me.
"Noo oo, i dey learn how to sit on the air." i throw a comfortable lie to him.
"Hahahaha... In this kind posture, abi na shit on the air you dey practise ni?" She queried inqusitively.
"Noooo... Na new style be this one, Na like this Japan soldiers carry dey do there own." i kills him with laughter as he left me laughing hard.
Few minutes later, i was out of my lustful mood.
All thanks to the worshsip song by playing by the band group.
Just as i was i silently thanking God for bringing me back to my normal self and shaming the devil i sighted a a young beautiful girl heading to exit.
"Hei! Young lady, you are'nt allowed to leave the church premise when the worship is ongoing."i informed as i i tried blocking her way.
------------------------------------------
note : This would be the last update that i will be posting here, improvement of comments will be the only weaponry to beat me back to be posting it here once more.
Meanwhile the story would be ongoing on my FB page where people appreciate my efforts. Thanks... For viewing

Kutty, why, just when i'm enjoying d stories. Just update pls, dont mind d comments dat not forthcomin, evry1 z probably xtra busy dis holiday period. When u r free, wats ur FB page name?

Talk of the devil, the lady snubbed my effort to lure her back and continue heading to the exit.
I stretched out my short hand in the process drawing her back.
"Did'nt you hear my instruction, never to head out while the mass is ongoing?" I quired in millitary-like accent.
"Excuse me! Who are you? Who do you think you are to control my mobility in this church?" She rant, just like average Nigerian girl will do, also removing her glass in the process.
"And what gave you the impression that you are the lord of yourself in this church, which makes you think that your moving out of the church at the odd hour is guaranteed?" I asked, trying to sound more fluent, Smirking in the process.
One thing that i observed during our short encounterment, is her inability to withstand my gaze, which leaves me with the impression that she is seeing me as superior, but my impression was proven wrong in the next few minutes.
"Young lady, my advice is for you to kindly go back to your sit and save your self any embrassment." I further said, bringing my mouth closer to her.
All thanks to Nollywood who taught me that, by to advancing their mouth close to minors such that the person will be feeling their breath whenever they are into gentle-man/bully acts.
"Oh my God, your mouths stinks, am sure you have'nt brush for some days now"
"So Mr, why don't you focus more on your well-being rather than parading your self as an unrecognised Church Official." she threwed a loads of insults to me, but as a gentle man that i am, i tried being polite.
"Young girl, what did i do you to warrant this kind of insult this morning?" i quired piltely to the departing figure.
"Insult? Did i? What insult did throw to you? I just stated the real fact wich a child can easily attest." She defended with a smirk on her face, and she continue heading out.
By then some congregation, wicked congregation i will say where chuckling at our little drama.
I in other hand tries smearing my breath, to know wether she spoke the truth.
I did it by stylishly using my palm to cover my mouth and breath on it.
"Alas! She spoke the truth" i muttered.
The kind of odour emanating from my mouth is extremely horrible, all thanks to the over-done yam and beans that i ate the previous night, am my lazy self for not brushing up when i woke up.
"Kutty don't tell me that you want to leave this girl make she go scott free after she don design you with customised insults finish?" the bad and qaurelome part of me speaks.
"But na real fact she states nao, your mouth no dey stink ni?" My good angle contributed.
"Eeehen, if na real fact nko? Does that guarantee her to rain all sought of insults on you?"
"How e take be im bussiness if your mouth dey stink?" My bad angle protested.
"So wetin you want make i do now?" i quired inwardly directing the question to my bad angle.
"Guy go slap am, if she protests beat the hell out of her." My bad angle adviced.
"Bros no try that thing ooo, you may end up disgracing yourself ooo." The good angle tries maintaning it's point.
I ignored the good side and heeded the bad side.
Bad choice tho!
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Dedicated to you my lady SofiaAmrozia

{comes inside the thread,it seems that no one is commenting on the post,and the small OP is enraged.brings out my broom ,sweeps the compound,spreads my mat and brings out my phone,all thanks to free wifi connection provided by my new state elected governor,and start browsing.sips my barely finished lacasera drink and wait to welcome any body on the thrend again.

rounakid,where is you.

Ajibo111:
{comes inside the thread,it seems that no one is commenting on the post,and the small OP is enraged.brings out my broom ,sweeps the compound,spreads my mat and brings out my phone,all thanks to free wifi connection provided by my new state elected governor,and start browsing.sips my barely finished lacasera drink and wait to welcome any body on the thrend again.

rounakid,where are you.

Wetin na,am already here ..OK

Holamidhe:

Wetin na,am already here ..OK

welcome

Ajibo111:
{comes inside the thread,it seems that no one is commenting on the post,and the small OP is enraged.brings out my broom ,sweeps the compound,spreads my mat and brings out my phone,all thanks to free wifi connection provided by my new state elected governor,and start browsing.sips my barely finished lacasera drink and wait to welcome any body on the thrend again.

rounakid,where is you.

abeg wich state u come from wey wifi na free?
Abi u don drink Origin again?

Just like a programmed Robot, i set off after the lady who was by then outside the church heading to her where-about.
"Tawai!"
I fired a B.sc holder slap to the outgoing suprised figure.
"Jesu! You dare slapped me?" The agrieved lady raged.
"No na priest i slap." i nearly replied her.
"Guy slap am again, she don dey see you as the boss now." My ever wicked bad angle adviced.
Just as directed by my imaginary remote controler, i fired another thunderous slap at her.
That is enough of what she would take,
before i could say "Fernando Torres" the agrieved lady pounced on me.
That reaction was the least i expected from her that present moment.
I was more than suprised seeing a lady who was shying away from my gaze once upon a time, now behaving like Pharasee Widow who was accused of the death of her husband.
In a bide to gain enough balance i started retreating, a small crowd have started gathering, some of the kind-hearted ones try to get the wild lady under control.
I in the other hand continues my retreating game in other to escape her witch- like finger nails from penertrating into my ever fresh body.
All of a sudden...
"Gbum!"
I landed with a thud on the floor, it happened that when am re-treating from the attacking force, i mistakenly stepped on lying P.O.P ceiling wich have been laid in our church verandah.
The ceiling have been there for some year after being donated by a good Samaritan who pledge to help in the construction of the church on his own effort , as the parish has'nt been able to raise money for the construction the ceiling have been lying there.
Just as devil planned it, i tripped on it and fall off with my back-head.
Just before i could say "Jesus!" the wild lady free her self from her grip and pounced on me.
Just then, i heard a farmiliar voice, the voice of the devil i should say.
"Heeeeih...! Uncle Kutty have being thrown to ground by a lady ooo."
i open my punch-blinded eyes to see no one else but who i suspected.
"Chinwendu!"
She was standing among the little children enjoying the show, but ThankGod her mother is no where to be found.

Holamidhe:


Wetin na,am already here ..OK

waoh... Luv ur name, u derived it frm Olamide right?
Or is there any Yoruba name like that?

Rounakid:
abeg wich state u come from wey wifi na free?
Abi u don drink Origin again?

my boy .......i know you reside in borno state.but dont worry,after our plan to flush away boko boys from your area,you will start enjoying like am doing in peaceful state.