Cadec007 my bro.... the babe don floor you. if you no mind, my grandma has been single since grandpa died last year o

catching story..more ink to ur pen

BiadeFolar:
Cadec007 my bro.... the babe don floor you. if you no mind, my grandma has been single since grandpa died last year o

grand ma ke?

BiadeFolar:
Cadec007 my bro.... the babe don floor you. if you no mind, my grandma has been single since grandpa died last year o

Chai!!

Gucciqueen38:
Chai!!

big sis hw fr.......shey u are seeing hw biadefolar and ellabae are stressing me? :-)

Did I hear you say grave! Chai, his idea of 'going out' Omo, no be here o. welcome back gh0st and thanks for the mention. BTW, biadefolar, you'll not go and update switched abi?

bimberry1307:
Did I hear you say grave! Chai, his idea of 'going out' Omo, no be here o. welcome back gh0st and thanks for the mention. BTW, biadefolar, you'll not go and update switched abi?

No vex jare my sister... i say make pit my tent with my love small ni.

Cadec007:
big sis hw fr.......shey u are seeing hw biadefolar and ellabae are stressing me? :-)

Good evening.. No mind them jare

Gucciqueen38:
Good evening.. No mind them jare

thank you darling you are mmmuaaaaahhh

gh0sts:

It was when he wouldn't let me watch the spiderman homecoming in peace that I knew I fu*ked up.

Ghost u can be so annoying ooo... What kind of going out is that one.. U notice shi u go out!


where u drunk?

BiadeFolar:


She no want iPhone, She no want samsung, she no want my phones.... she only wants my love o, she belong to me, I belong to her oo... her favorite man nah Fola o....

lolz...
you go fit tolerate her back.... thankGod you've read she drinks to stupor and admire other guys handsomeness.... can you cope!?

onuhabel1:
lolz...
you go fit tolerate her back.... thankGod you've read she drinks to stupor and admire other guys handsomeness.... can you cope!?

Izznuh a bad thing to acknowledge that God has done a good job on someone .... I'll tolorate anything from her. It's love that we are talking here

BiadeFolar:

Izznuh a bad thing to acknowledge that God has done a good job on someone .... I'll tolorate anything from her. It's love that we are talking here

lolz..ok

Leks and I started a kind of FWB relationship. It was way too fast. Although, it was something that had been lingering between us.

First day we met, they had just come from camp...batch B Corp members. The normal processes took place; the LGI addressed them, telling stories about how better Langtang is to Jos. Same story he told us...stories he has told over and over again. We've not just accepted it, we've come to believe it too. Stories about how difficult it is to get a PPA, an accommodation etc. It's usual that when he is done addressing the new corp members, he'd give an opportunity to us, the old corp members to introduce ourselves, and address the new corp members. It was at that point, when the family house had gone frantic with old corp members shouting out their different PPAs and identifying with the new corp members that were posted there that Leks walked up to me. I stood at a corner, arm wrapped around Dan who had his own arm wrapped around my waist. We were talking and ignoring everybody. Some of the new corpers came to meet us to ask for who was going to address those posted to the local government. Since that's Dan's PPA, he joined those shouting names of PPAs.

Those posted to local government came to meet us for Dan to brief them. Leks walked right up to us ignoring Dan's arm wrapped around my waist, and the the first thing he said was ' damn! I like you '. That was a little bit surprising even for me. Haba! Dude only just got here. I expected a little bit of reservedness. But not Leks...next thing he was telling me his name and that he was from Oyo state, but a complete Lagos boy...of course. Only a Lagos boy will show himself like that.
The normal me would have found what he did a little bit repulsive. But recently, I've come to realize that I am far from normal. I like things that I used to hate.

In January, everybody came back for the first clearance of the year and that was when we met again. He was now friends with Dan and even stayed in his compound. Somehow, we got close. And closer. And from the normal hugs we shared, it moved to kisses...pecks and then, full tongue kiss. We'd steal a kiss or more when nobody was looking.

Soon after, he was visiting me unaccompanied by Dan...kiss was the gateway. Whenever he visited, we'd spend hours talking and kissing and laughing...we were friends and it was just too fun.

Then he visited one evening. As usual we talked and talked, until it was evening. Then Diamond came over to visit ( remember Leks introduced me to diamond ). We all stayed together talking. Jumping from one topic to another, until it was far gone. Diamond's place isn't far from mine and so he stood up to leave. Leks stood up too and said he'd like to leave. Diamond who had no idea told him he wouldn't get a bike that night, suggesting he slept at my place...I shook my head in pity. ' If only he knew ' I thought.
The minute we got back from walking Diamond...the air in my room was sucked up by the tension...freaking chemistry. We both knew. And as we kissed and touched ourselves, we knew even more that it's was going to be the night we've waited for.

The disappointment on his face when his dick couldn't go in was a little bit embarrassing. Even though it's something I shouldn't be embarrassed by. I still felt that stupid, conflicting emotion. He was surprise mostly because I could brag and talk about sex like a pro. He was probably expecting fire, lit up sex that night. Only to face a gate that's difficult to penetrate. He tried using his finger and only one could go, as I wince in pain when he tried to insert a second...he rolled over and that was it. He sighed and the next question, one I have become so used to came up. ' are you a virgin gh0st? ' I said no...why ask a stupid question like that?

Next thing, my name changed to virgin gh0st...and I hated it ehn. I did not even know when he took it upon himself to make me a sex goddess. Until one day, right after, he smiled and told me two fingers can go in now. He said it so triumphantly that I felt a little bit disgusted...I wasn't project x na.
Recently, I've been turning him off a lot. Mostly because I don't want to be anybody's personal CDS and also, I bleed every single time...I'm not even sure I have enough blood, I can't be wasting the one I have on top fingering. Plus I really want to stay alone in my house and sleep on my bed without touching somebody when I try to change positions. And he's one of those guys that hold someone when they sleep like their soul may leave their body if they don't...I can't have that, not with this heat we are experiencing right now in Langtang.

Then I made him eat MJ once. He's never tasted alcohol, or smoked or taken any of those shit until then. It was some kind of resolution that he'd never. That day, he was with me and I was going to take pap. Dan had left some MJ with me to use, and since I have decided to stop smoking, I decided to add to my pap...eating it is not as bad na. It's even medically advisable. So I asked Leks if he'd join. After a little contemplation he said yes. That was how he got hooked. Next day was clearance. We added some to the Noddles we ate at Dan's place. Leks who was already hyper active, became even scary hyper. Every time he came close to me, he'd have an erection...I just knew there was no way he was sleeping in my house. We got back from clearance and still drank garri with MJ as spice...although it was the best garri I had tasted. I was worried for Leks. He was affected the most amongst us, but he wouldn't stop. That evening, I picked up my bag to leave. That was when the begging started. He begged to sleep at my place so much that Dan joked about changing the word ' sleep over ' to Leks...I wasn't having any of it. He was high and Hot and I did not need someone to murder my Vargina. I was sorry I introduced him to something I was trying so hard to stop. But I wasn't going to die because of that na.

Well, sometimes, I feel like he forgets it's not relationship what we have. Because, he could get so clingy at times. And now, I'm trying to control what we have...because I don't want either of us to end up hurting. We are friends and we are good like that...plus I don't want him to stop calling me ' omola' and 'agbike '.

Hello gh0sts. Very interesting and hilarious story you've got here and I love it. I'm also on the Plateau, and I know a batch B corps member serving in Langtang North, was posted to the local government, lives in Lagos, and bears a name that if shortened, could be Leks . He's probably not the one since you stated you won't be using real names of the people in your story.

Anyways, thanks for sharing this beautiful piece, and keep the updates coming.

ghost is a bad ASS bitch. I love it.

ghost is a bad ASS bitch. I love it.

Ever heard of the term jealousy? Well, I'm feeling that shit now. The love ain't reducing tho.

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gh0sts:
' omola' and 'agbike '.

Omolola and Agbeke, perhaps

I still can relate with the way things are as a corper


keep em,coming ma'am

You drink alcohol
You puff weeds
You consume tramadol
And remain a virgin
I respect your indulgence and brilliance the holy gh0st corper
But I am surprised with the iron gate way dey your kpekus...which can be broken with help of tramadol
Let's go on a date....wa gba...you go respect

Adesina12:
You drink alcohol
You puff weeds
You consume tramadol
And remain a virgin
I respect your indulgence and brilliance the holy gh0st corper
But I am surprised with the iron gate way dey your kpekus...which can be broken with help of tramadol
Let's go on a date....wa gba...you go respect

E be like say this one don smoke gh0sts' gbana remnants.... Date ko, calendar ni. Flirt person oshi

Adesina12:
You drink alcohol
You puff weeds
You consume tramadol
And remain a virgin
I respect your indulgence and brilliance the holy gh0st corper
But I am surprised with the iron gate way dey your kpekus...which can be broken with help of tramadol
Let's go on a date....wa gba...you go respect

I don't take tramadol. I have never taken tram. As much as a lot of people agree that weed should be illegal, it's has been medically proven to have great benefits. Tramadol on the other hand, when abused(which is the only way you can actually get a high from it) is a total killer. One clears the mind, making thinking sharp. The other slows it down.

Then I made him eat MJ once. He's never tasted alcohol, or smoked or taken any of those poo until then. It was some kind of resolution that he'd never... .. .. .. . . . . . pussy nigga material .. ghost for a girl like you I think you hanging around bitch boys

BiadeFolar:

Baby I've been so worried! Please don't switch off on me like that again. My heart has been singing Wiz Khalifa's see you again since you left.
My love please don't let this happen again. Classic Man and Sexy Olori iyaff been shading me since

choi,she dinor even answer.lmho,u have been nairaland zoned.

ClassicMan202:


hahaha, i go come your wedding quite alright, with gh0st as my date to the wedding

grandslam,correct one classc man

Itis people that don't understand that wee be talking laidis. See me an gh0sts we are not doing social media lof. Only if y'all understand.

Every night I come back from my promo job, I come back feeling horrible. It's so annoying that these men act so stupid and I can't tell them because I need to finish my my target every night. It's not easy to laugh off snide sexual innuendos. And I wonder how people that get to receive it everyday cope...mine is just Two days a week and I'm scared that I might just loose it one day and stab the next customer that talks about how sweet I'll be in bed with a bottle.

You may not understand explicitly what I'm going through until you meet a Langtang man. They are proud and rude and believe women were created for their pleasure. Sometimes, I try so hard to understand them and make excuses for them...blaming it on the alcohol. Plus they've had it so cheap with their girls. That has given them an idea that every other girl is just suppose to be easy. They believe that when they tell you they love you, you should follow them straight to their houses...I have heard them say ' I love you ' so much so that I might slap the next person that says it to me. And to think that I literally had to beg my ex to tell me just so often...now I get it for free and everyday I appreciate him for holding it back.
To think that they are blinded to the obvious ' class ' difference alone annoys me...like, whatever makes some of them feel like I would ever want to f*ck them baffles me. The few that tend to have a real head on their body are either married or just not that type ( the type that ask for numbers just because I asked them to buy my brand).
I don't understand why anybody would think bragging about their family house would make me want to jump on him and love him for ever. Especially, when I've seen smaller boys leaving in houses seen only on TV screens.

So, I went in to serve two guys sitting and drinking. They seemed okay. Or so I thought. One of them had already told me he knew me...seemed like bullshit, but I played along. He told me how nice I was to him when we first met, spicing his story with a little cock here and bull there. I wore my normal façade of smiles, nodding and disappearing at interval. When ever they call my attention to serve them, he continues from wherever he stopped and I stand there blocking him off more times than normal. When he finally asked for my number and name...for someone that claimed to already know me, I expected my name to be the second thing he remembers after my face. But no. I gave him both, it's not like half the town doesn't already have my number now...thank God for true caller that always reveals these calls and makes it such a perfect job of ignoring them. While he talked, his friend who sitting next to him and had an accent like that of Gifty from the big brother's house was nodding and adding sauce to his stories...while I yimued at my corner. He even begged me to give his friend my number because according to him, ' his friend's love for me is way too much'.

Soon after, I went into the main compound, where the refrigerators are kept to pick up drinks for other customers. The friend came in and in his usual funny accent, licking his lips occasionally as he talked. He asked that I gave him my number repeating that there were so many things we have to talk about...my subconscious hissed, adjusted her glasses and continued with the book she was reading. ' what a bunch of idiots ' I thought. I smiled and gave it to him...big mistake. I have never seen people call so much in my life. I mean, how can you be looking at me and still be calling? I've not even left the bar, neither have you left. We are both looking at each other and you are calling. At a point, I wished my phone got lost. Haba!

Next thing I knew, the friend was standing in front of me and telling me about such a terrible person his friend was and how he wouldn't like to see me get hurt. Up until then, I thought only girls did that. He told me the other was married and still has another girlfriend...like I was even taking them serious. He told me,he was my best bet at happiness because he was a politician and running for the house of assembly or reps...one of the houses sha. At that point, I couldn't take it. I politely excused myself before I insult somebody's ancestors.

When it was time for them to leave, the first one walked up to me and asked me to go with them in a commandeering tone...my subconscious clasped her hands at his stupidity. Meanwhile, I sat there looking at them like I don't already know they are mad. When I declined telling him I was still working, he asked how much I was being paid. Since it was none of his freaking business, I told him in a pacifying tone that I couldn't tell him that. Dude got angry immediately leaving me totally surprised, 'like where did that come from?' He was ranting on and on about how he couldn't let his woman stay out this late and I was upsetting him because I don't know he could pay me same amount and more while I stayed home...his woman? Really?

That was how another annoying pot bellied man dragged my bag and told me I was being stupid for ignoring him when he called. He kept asking if it was a crime to love me...a man with his wedding band clearly wrapped around his tiny, fat finger that was obviously same size as his penis. He waved his phone at my face, commanding me to put in my number.

Or was it Julfa's friends who were there when he was all over me like Langtang flies. Still asking me for my number and telling me that they'd like to taste me...salt of the nation have I become.

Or was it when Julfa, that I was now his girlfriend unknown to me tried to stick his tongue down my throat...
What about the once that think compliments like, ' you are too sweet ' , ' you go sweet for bed ' and other such shits are okay? And the touchy ones that try to grab and feel... I shudder.

There's just so much I can take. And I lost it one of those Sundays. I drank away all of their voices, all of their compliments and all of my restraint. At first it was just going to be one bottle. But, then I could tell the world was still messed up and I was still trying to please. Then it climbed to two and then three...I can't tell how much. And finally, the world wasn't so messed up anymore. I didn't give a shit too.
I served it out as my brain cooked it. I wasn't even nice to Boss...who is well, my boss and friend.
He had to bring me back himself...I remember strongly declining when he asked Julfa to drop me off. Even when I'm lucid the idiot tries shit on me, I wondered what he would have done in my intoxicated state. Even in my high state, I knew. Plus he drives a vespa and I didn't want to slip and fall.

Next morning, I felt even worse. Hung over with a missing phone... I have promised myself and my liver that I won't use alcohol to solve my problems anymore.

I made that promise too a while back....I still do sometimes tho....keep it going dear

Alcohol does'nt solve problemz,we do,so next u try that maybe it will land u in deep poo that missing ur phone..nice update

Lol...gh0st yaff finished our Taroh guys o.... well most of what you said about Taroh men are true... they can be really annoying and rude.


BTW why didn't you ghost your service year and live up to your nick... I can't stay in langtang for that long and remain sane.

Sexyolori:
grandslam,correct one classc man

Lols... thanks dear