I like the flow of this story, very natural. Good work.

tanks for the update

Tanks for anoda round of nourishing update
But u gotta watch d errors e.g using 'thing' for 'think' or 'ones' for 'once'

Chinyeaka....what kind of desperation is this kwa?

More golden ink to your pen....

gennysq:
Tanks for anoda round of nourishing update

But u gotta watch d errors e.g using 'thing' for 'think' or 'ones' for 'once'

thank you for pointing out these errors, I will be careful next time

Thanks for the update

thanks very much for the write ups

I just like Mary for this story, well I hope she hasn't been paid by Mr Cookey. fire

judey1992:
I just like Mary for this story, well I hope she hasn't been paid by Mr Cookey. fire

Exactly my thoughts too oo, peperi friends like that, their hand no dey clean ooooo.
@Rosemary, give me a location naa, ur kiss is still with me ooo

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Pls help me like and comment for my bro. He is 12 and very creative. Thank ya.

The trouble that comes with love

Nice one Rosemary33. Love this your story line die. Thumps up!!!

Imelda's brain is about to be reformatted.
Rosemary, you are the best jare.

......And you just made front page.....

Beautiful story.

Wow we hit front page

Keep d good work we got ur back

tijehi:
Imelda's brain is about to be reformatted.
Rosemary, you are the best jare.

......And you just made front page.....

Beautiful story.

Yeeyyy! Thank you all for the love and consistency in reading, I'm grateful

nice story dear, more grace in Jesus name

tanks a lot for the update

OP congrat @FP tinz, jah bless ya hand work.


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Nice work

Wonderful write up fiction and most of my script writing has been a real life that is very delicate and if there is a girl I want to kiss one more night in my life is blessing and me and his brother junior are best friends

we made front-page again, weldone and thanks for the update..
Imelda is vexing me seriously, if she doesn't learn now when would she learn

Rosemary33:
Hi my name is Rosemary, this is my first time writing on this forum, I hope you enjoy the story...



He opened the door and found her standing outside all drenched with rain. her hair wet and lapped at her skull down to her shoulder like a fine silk with some straying hair across her forehead.

‘‘ can I come in ?” she asked, jacking him out of his dreamland.
‘‘Yes, sure” he answered.
she walked pass him in to the sitting room. her curves were very visible, swinging her buttocks side by side, he couldn’t help but notice the rhythm of her backside, no thanks to the rain, her gown held little or nothing back, as it clung to her body like a body suit.

‘‘ sorry I have to wake you up this time of the night, i was at the neighborhood when it started raining, I don’t have an umbrella with me, and my colleague, Mary, and her family, may not have enough room for me, so i have no option but to come here….but if you don’t want me, I can leav…”

‘‘oh no no.. you don’t need to go any where”
he interrupted her( rubbing his sweaty palm on his hair so he can get hold of himself, he really might be blabbing and not making any sense
‘‘ its okey with me.” he pursed
‘‘ please go to the bathroom and change into something dry, you can make do with any or my old shirts. i hope you can still find your way around? “
‘‘ yes, that is if you have not change a lot of things.” she said with an appreciating smile.

She climbed the stairs and he couldn’t help but look at her again.
Grace, she has always been beautiful! She was his pride and the envy of other women in the neighbourhood, his friends used to comment on how lucky he was to marry such a beauty, who could ever believe that they would not make it to their fourth wedding anniversary.

She turned towards his direction and caught him looking at her. he quickly withdrew his straying eyes, ‘‘ ehm… I will go check if there is anything left in the kitchen” he said awkwardly before she entered the guest room and close the door behind her.

that was not the first time she was doing that since their separation, showing up on his door step. married for just 3 years, they noticed their incompatibility and felt they could not go on. she a career driven woman, while he believed family comes first before any other thing.

They talked, dialogged, loosed tempers, accused each other, had heated arguments about her preference for her job until they felt they needed space to sort themselves out. so they went their separate ways.

But she kept coming over the house for one reason or another. either to take a cloth she left behind, or to pick up a document that belongs to her firm. the last time she said she wanted to check up on him and he has always try to be civil and treat her like a friend without emotions attached. but today, it looks like she came to tempt him, after 5 months of separation, his hormones still responds to this attractive woman that was once his wife.

‘‘ Can I help with the coffee ?” she asked from the kitchen door. her voice was like a melody to his ears. She was putting on one of his old shirts, which was hanging loose on her body with nothing underneath, her nipples were visible on the loosed shirt.

‘‘ ehm… hope what am putting on is okey with you ?” she asked him.
‘‘ ye..yes, never mind me, I have not seen you on those for a long time ” he answered, swallowed and pretended to be busy with what ever he was doing.
‘‘ so can I help with the coffee?” she asked again.
‘‘ sure, just come over here and help me with the coffee maker ” she walked towards him to get the Coffee maker, he wanted to get some eggs from the fridge, they brushed against each other and the connection between them was electrifying.

the stood looking at each other for a while, their breath faster than before, adrenaline rose higher, he looked at her lips, so soft and inviting, he wanted to draw back from her but the moment was magical, he looked at her eyes daring him to go on. her cent was intoxicating, her lips parted a little as if she wanted to say something, yet not a word came out of her mouth, the silence around them was obvious only the beating of their hearts was heard.

he bent his head a little, she closed her eyes as if she was dreaming, lips touch lips, she parted her lips wider, he was lost in the ocean of desire, as she gave her lips freely to him without holding back, he took what she offered like a hungry man in need of food . he drew her more close, his hands straying a little here and there. they were brought back from the world of ecstasy by the whistling of the kettle.

‘‘we shouldn’t be doing this” he said
‘‘ we are supposed to be divorced” she giggled a replied.
‘‘ babe, we can still remarry, just move in with me lets stop this madness” he pleaded
‘‘ let us eat” was all she said.

through out the night, she didn’t say any thing concerning what happened between then, but she too was considering his offer of remarrying him, she seriously was considering that

nice piece

Front page again
Op ur my new Bea
Love ur art
Keep the ministry moving

Imelda....receive sense

Wow!!! Wonderful.

I hope ken and grace can settle their difference.

Their major problem is ego on both side especially Grace

queenitee:
Nice

Hey my nairalander crush, I came ere to knw wu u really are, u know

can't believe Imelda went back to ahmed! what a shame. thanks for the update

Saw this in homepage. I opened it and I have enjoyed what I have read so far. You are doing a very good job ma'am. Ride on.