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Rita knocked at the door of his apartment and waited for him to open the door. She did not wait for long.

‘Hey, there you are,’ Henry said as he opened the door wide for her to come in. He was full of smiles as he was obviously pleased to see her.

‘How d’you do?’ she greeted.

‘Fine. Good to see you.’

It was the second time Rita would be visiting him. They had become acquainted a couple of weeks again when they met at the ATM point of a commercial bank in Lagos. During her first visit, he had another visitor around and that prevented him from getting intimate with her. In any
case, Rita did not stay long. Today, he had looked forward to her coming and had prepared for it.

‘Please, sit down,’ he offered eagerly.

Rita took the seat she had been offered. ‘Thank you.’

‘Let me get you some drinks,’ he offered.

‘Hey, take it easy. I’ve just come. The drinks can come later.’

‘Alright.’

He sat on the same sofa with her, within his arm reach.

He was playing a video movie he hoped she would find interesting. He had watched it before and had enjoyed it.

‘How is your weekend?’ she asked.

‘It has been very boring, but thank God you’re here. I hope it will become exciting now.’

She nodded and smiled at him.

‘Are you sure you don’t want anything yet?’ he asked.

‘No, not yet.’

She faced the movie on the television while he moved towards her. Some minutes elapsed. Tentatively, he held her left hand. He was very close

to her now, so close he could smell her hair. He moved to wrap his hand on her shoulders. She appeared engrossed in what she was watching, but he knew she was very conscious of the sensuous moves he was making.

‘Your hair is beautiful,’ he offered.

‘Thanks.’

His mouth drew close to hers. His lips brushed slightly on her lips and then got stuck there. For him, it was a welcome thing. He kissed her ravenously. Her response was measured, almost mechanical. He kissed her more while his right hand went to her boob. She didn’t resist him, but she did not encourage him either.

Henry did not mind whether he was getting encouragement or not. He was glad he was finally having his way with her. Rita was beautiful and desirable and he had been counting his luck since he befriended her was not the type that wasted time trying to ‘sample the taste’ of his ‘new catch’. As a matter of fact, it was his trademark to always do so within few days of acquaintanceship.

He pulled the cups of her bra out of the contents they were holding. Gosh, she had such succulent breasts. His hand teased and caressed them. His tongue also licked them while his teeth nibbled at the nipples.

‘Let’s go in,’ he said almost breathless, as he suspended what he had engrossed himself in. He led her to his bedroom. She did not say anything.
She did not protest his lustful urge. To him, it was a good sign. To Rita, he would soon learn his lesson.

They were in the bedroom and he was all over her again. His tongue seemed to be delighted in licking her nipples. He was actually not licking
anything, but it looked like he was licking. After more minutes of pre-intimacy, it was time to get to the main action.

But wait a minute. Something strange was happening. Was it his imagination? To confirm, his hand went to his dick. The thing was as limp as
vegetable leaf!

Well, it meant he had not prepared enough. He went back to the pre-intimacy. This time, he zipped down her jeans trousers. Her white pantie was
pulled down, almost roughly, and he dipped his fore finger inside the vagina. He was surprised there was no wetness there. But the greater
surprise was that his dick remained limp. After some minutes of futile efforts, he stopped all he was doing.

‘I can’t believe what’s happening,’ he muttered in perplexity, a tinge of sadness to his tone.

‘What’s that?’ she asked. It was a question as innocent as a child asking for the difference between rainfall and snows.

‘’My dick,’ he said, almost sadly. ‘I can’t get a hard on.’

‘A hard on for what?’ she asked.

Henry stared at her. Her tone seemed sarcastic. ‘What do you mean? What kind of question is that?’

‘You said you did not have a hard on, and I asked you, a hard on for what?’

‘Stop talking as if you’re a baby. Don’t tell me you don’t know what I mean.’

She sat up on the bed, properly wore her bra, and started buttoning her shirt, which had become quite crumpled, courtesy of the way he had
handled her chest region.

He was certainly at his wit’s end. He could simply not believe his manhood would fail at this critical time. This was the moment he was waiting
for, and the whole thing went blank. It was incredible! He was still holding the dick and staring at it.

‘Maybe you were too anxious,’ Rita said. ‘Next time try to relax and take your time. Also, learn not to rush at having sex.’

Something struck him. This lady was not an ordinary lady. The way she reacted was not ordinary or natural. She was damn too cool! It was as if she knew all along that this would happen. She had allowed him to expend energy on being prepared for ‘it’ and she had watched the anti-climax in bemused amazement. Gosh!

‘I’ll be going now,’ she announced. ‘See you another time.’

He wanted to stop her. He wanted to remind her that he was yet to offer her drinks. Above all, he wanted to tell her maybe he should try to get aroused again. But he could not do any of these.

Still bewildered, and still holding his dick, he watched as Rita stepped out of his bedroom. She smiled to herself as she stepped out of his flat.
Henry did not fit in to the kind of man she wanted. She had to get another man.


Tope was writing his news story on the rising incidence of child prostitute. Working as undercover journalist, he had been able break into a syndicate that operated child prostitution. It was disheartening that school girls aged between thirteen and sixteen now engaged in prostitution.

He had finished writing his findings. Together with the audio and video evidence, he sent the reports, via e-mail to his editor.

He also decided to post some of his findings on his Facebook page, admonishing parents to be more vigilant in monitoring their children,
especially those that were female. It was when he was still on-line that a friend request came in. a Miss Rita Tosan wanted to be his friend.

Tope accepted the friendship request.

While he was still surfing the internet, a message came from Rita, his latest friend. The message read: I can see that you just posted some findings on child prostitution. Great work. Keep it up.

Tope replied: Thank you. I believe more concern and vigilance can correct some of our anomalies and make our society a better place.

Rita replied, ‘I agree. We all need to work together to make our society a better place.’

Tope was impressed with his new friend. ‘I am a journalist and a blogger,’ he wrote. ‘Can I meet you?’

‘I work in the health sector,’ she replied.

Rita thought over this man that went by the name Tope. He sounded okay and she really wished he was. The guy sent her his number and asked
for hers. Ordinarily, a lady would be or should be cautious. He might be posing to be whom or what he was not. So many criminal-minded people hid under the social media to present false image and to perpetuate their obnoxious acts. But then, Rita was not just an ordinary lady.

Wow continue

Please More update. I believe it gonna be an interesting story.

Hmmm

Go on. am following

Tope was writing his news story on the rising incidence of child prostitute. Working as undercover journalist, he had been able break into a syndicate that operated child prostitution. It was disheartening that school girls aged between thirteen and sixteen now engaged in prostitution.
He had finished writing his findings. Together with the audio and video evidence, he sent the reports, via e-mail to his editor.

He also decided to post some of his findings on his Facebook page, admonishing parents to be more vigilant in monitoring their children, especially those that were female. It was when he was still on-line that a friend request came in. a Miss Rita Tosan wanted to be his friend.

Tope accepted the friendship request.

While he was still surfing the internet, a message came from Rita, his latest friend. The message read: I can see that you just posted some findings on child prostitution. Great work. Keep it up.

Tope replied: Thank you. I believe more concern and vigilance can correct some of our anomalies and make our society a better place.

Rita replied, ‘I agree. We all need to work together to make our society a better place.’

Tope was impressed with his new friend. ‘I am a journalist and a blogger,’ he wrote. ‘Can I meet you?’

‘I work in the health sector,’ she replied.

Rita thought over this man that went by the name Tope. He sounded okay and she really wished he was. The guy sent her his number and asked
for hers. Ordinarily, a lady would be or should be cautious. He might be posing to be whom or what he was not. So many criminal-minded people
hid under the social media to present false image and to perpetuate their obnoxious acts. But then, Rita was not just an ordinary lady.

She sent her number to him too, and within minutes, he called her.

‘Hello, please, can I be on to Rita?’ he asked.

‘Speaking. Who’s on the line?’

‘This is Tope, your Facebook friend.’

‘Oh, Tope.’ She sounded excited. ‘How’re you?’

‘Fine. I’m happy to meet you. I’m based in Lagos. What about you?’

‘I’m here in Lagos too,’ she said.

‘Good. We’ll be getting to know each other more later. Have a nice day.’

‘And you too.’

He cut the line. Rita smiled to herself. This was the man she was waiting for. When her break was over, Rita went offline and put her phone in

her handbag. Her white uniform suited her well. She liked her nursing profession and she liked the looks of admiration she got from men; and that
of envy she got from women.

At the private hospital where she worked, she made sure she did her work to the best of her ability. One thing she had to constantly ward off
were advances from men. They never seemed to get tired of making overtures; but she never got tired of snubbing them too. One of the
doctors, Sam, had been pestering her for an affair. Sam was married, but he said that would not be a barrier.

This afternoon, when Rita came to give him a case note in his consulting room, he urged her to sit down for a moment.

‘Rita, why’re you proving so difficult?’ Dr. Sam Tuoyo said. ‘Why can’t you just give me a little chance to prove my love to you?’

Rita smiled but shook her head.

‘That’s what you’ve been doing. That’s not fair.’

Sam stood from his seat and sat on the table, close to her legs. He looked at those legs and could not but admire them. His right hand went to

her left lap. Instinctively, Rita winced and drew her leg away.

Tnks for the update

Sam stood from his seat and sat on the table, close to her legs. He looked at those legs and could not but admire them. His right hand went to her left lap. Instinctively, Rita winced and drew her lap away.

‘Give me just one chance. Just once,’ he pleaded.

‘No. Go to your wife.’

‘Don’t bring her to this,’ he said plaintively.

‘We’re supposed to have a professional relationship, and that’s what it will be.’

‘Look, have this.’ He dipped his hand into his pocket and brought out a wad of naira notes.

She looked surprised. The money would be several thousands of naira.

‘I can’t accept it,’ she said.

‘I’ll give you more, later. I promise.’

‘It’s not about money,’ she said.

‘It’s about what?’

‘It’s about life and death. If you sleep with me, you’ll die.’

He looked shocked to hear that. ‘You’re trying to scare me, right? That one will not work.’

‘I’m serious,’ she replied.

He laughed. ‘Alright, even if it’s true, let me do it and die.’

‘You don’t know what you’re saying,’ she said reproachfully. ‘Are you really ready to die?’

‘For you, I’m ready to do anything. Take the money and let’s go somewhere private.’

‘You said you’re ready to die? Alright, experience this first.’

Suddenly, Sam’s knees buckled and he fell on the floor. He seemed to be paralyzed from the waist down. He tried to get up but could not.

‘What’s happening to me? What the hell is happening to me?’ There was panic and consternation in his tone.

Rita stood up, took a step back and looked down on him.

‘Well, you said you’re ready to die,’ she said. ‘You’re only dead from the waist down and you’re already panicking. Don’t you want to die again?’

He tried to rise up again, but could not. ‘No, I don’t want to die,’ he said, shame-faced.

‘Are you going to disturb me again about sex?’

He shook his head vigorously. ‘No, I will not.’

‘Are you going to hold this against me?’

‘No, I will not.’ Sweats appeared on his brow. This was one experience he would never forget for the rest of his life.

She moved towards the door.

‘Rita,’ he called out. He looked pathetic.

She stopped and stared briefly at him. ‘Alright, you can get up now.’

Sam was surprised his strength came back and he got to his feet.

Does she have super powers

Mavikolo2020:
Does she have super powers

Seems she does

Thanks for the update OP

O o o super powers

Hmmmm

OK. let me, pitch my tent here. nice work

Where is my chair?

OK am following beware of mami water girls. REPENT

Nice one. Please More update.

Two days after he first called Rita, Tope called again.

‘HotNews, the newspaper I work for is along Lagos-Ibadan expressway, but I live at Ogba,’ he said. ‘Where do you live and where is your working place?’

Rita smiled into the mouthpiece of her phone. ‘I work and live at Ikeja.’

‘Your place is not far from mine. When and where can we meet? I really want to meet with you.’

‘What about Saturday? Can we meet at EatRite eatery on Allen Avenue? Do you know the place?’

‘Yes, I do. By what time?’

‘Twelve noon is okay by me.’

‘You shouldn’t have any difficulty in identifying me as you have seen my picture on Facebook. But to avoid doubt, I will be wearing a white
t-shirt and a sky blue face cap.’

She smiled again. ‘Alright. See you, then.’

‘Okay, Rita.’

On the agreed day, Tope was at the eatery twelve minutes before noon. He picked a vantage position where he could see the entrance/exit of
the eatery. Truly, he was wearing a white t-shirt over a pair of jeans. He was also donning a blue face cap. He had no doubt that she would not
fail to recognize him by the way he had dressed.

He had ordered for ice cream. When she came, he would order for real food. He found himself getting excited over his wait for Rita. What if she
failed to show up? What if she suddenly developed cold feet and refused to make appearance? He sighed to himself. Going by the confidence
with which the lady had spoken, it was very unlikely that she would fail to come.

By ten minutes after noon, he saw a beautiful lady that looked like the one he was waiting for make entry into the expansive hall. Instinctively,

Tope got to his feet. The lady sighted him and moved straight towards him.

‘Miss Rita? You’re welcome.’

She smiled at him. ‘If I’m not mistaken, you must be Tope.’

He nodded. ‘That’s me. How are you?’

‘I’m fine.’

‘Please, sit down.’ He motioned her to the seat opposite him. They sat face-to-face, and each made a quick evaluation. She should be in her
mid-twenties, while he should be in his mid-thirties. He was quite tall and handsome while she was of average height, slim and beautiful.

‘You’re welcome. What will you have?’ he asked.

‘Nothing for now,’ she replied.

He was surprised as she was the first lady he would meet at an eatery and would defer eating

‘Well, let me quickly tell you about myself.’ He told her his age, educational qualification, where he schooled, what he studied and where he was
working. He also told her about Sade, the lady he had hoped to marry. Despite the fact that Sade had a baby girl for him, the relationship could
not manifest into a spousal one due to some irreconcilable differences. She still had the custody of his daughter and he still supported the
up-keep of the four year old girl.

Tanks for the update

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‘I’m pleased to meet you, and I hope this will be the beginning of a relationship that will be long-lasting,’ he concluded.
Rita smiled and briefly told him about herself. ‘I’m a nurse and I believe in serving humanity,’ she concluded.

‘You’re even more beautiful than your picture on Facebook,’ he commented.

‘Thank you.’

‘So, you’re a nurse. That’s interesting.’

They talked about other interests. He loved to read and write, while she loved to listen to music.

‘Now, let’s eat something,’ he said. She conceded and he went to buy eat-in fried rice and chicken. She ate her food slowly and regally. There
was something special about her.

‘I can’t picture it yet, but I think there’s something special about you,’ he said.

She raised her beautiful brow without saying anything. They chatted more after the food, then she expressed her desire to leave.

‘Can I know where you live? Can I visit you?’

She smiled and nodded. ‘Why not?’

‘So, tell me the place,’ he said eagerly.

She gave him the address of where she stayed at Anifowoshe area of Ikeja. ‘For now, I stay with my auntie,’ she added.

‘I will come. I will definitely give you a visit.’

‘Call me when you want to come,’ she said. ‘You know, I work on shifts.’

He nodded. ‘That will be no problem.’ He gave her the address of where he lived at Ogba.

Three days later, Tope gave Rita a call.

‘Can I come and see you towards this evening?’ he asked her.

‘Okay.’

He was there. The two kids of her auntie were cute. They kept hovering round Rita. Tope and Rita chatted, but not intimately. She promised to
reciprocate the visit on Saturday. Tope welcomed her gesture. That Saturday, he was so excited about her coming. It was as if he had never
been in love before.

Rita entered his mini-flat apartment few minutes to eleven. He had been waiting for her and had got many things ready. Many things including
the apple juice packs. He served her in a tray, filled two glasses and handed her one.

‘Cheers. This is to a great and wonderful relationship,’ he smiled widely as he took the drinks.

‘Cheers.’

As he sipped his drinks, he continually looked into her eyes. ‘I have a confession to make,’ he told her.

‘What confession?’

He paused to make his attempt emphatic. ‘I’m in love with you,’ he blurted out.

She smiled. ‘It’s good to hear that but there are certain things you should know.’

He became very curious. ‘Things such as what?’

‘The first is our relationship can never lead to marriage.’

He looked surprised. ‘Why? Are you betrothed to somebody?’

She smiled and shook her head. ‘No.’

‘So, why can’t it lead to marriage?’ he demanded.

‘Don’t worry, you’ll soon understand.’

For now, he could not understand. Was it that she considered that he would not be able to take good care of her, or what?

‘The purpose of this relationship is not about falling in love or getting married,’ she said. ‘It’s about being of help to you.’

He looked at her curiously. ‘What d’you mean? What help?’

She allowed a meaningful silence. ‘I can help you to become great in life. There’s a synergy between us, and I can be of help to you.’

Hmmmmm,


Confirm helper.



Tanks for the update

He looked at her curiously. ‘What d’you mean? What help?’

She allowed a meaningful silence. ‘I can help you to become great in life. There’s a synergy between us, and I can be of help to you.’

His curiosity was total. ‘How can you be of help? What help?’

She smiled. ‘I can help you to become great in life. I can help you to achieve, fame, wealth and power.’

He stared at her. ‘How?’

‘By making power, wealth and fame come to you.’

He was still staring at her. ‘How?’ he asked again.

She kept quiet and stared at the television. He sat by her and held her hand. ‘All that you’re saying is esoteric. Can you please explain yourself?’

‘I have the power to give you power and wealth,’ she said. ‘But that will be if you can pass three tests.’

He suddenly laughed. ‘I think you should stop the joke, Rita. You’re beautiful and I like your attitude. I want to marry you. Period.’

‘So, you don’t believe all I said,’ she said quietly.

‘What I believe is I’ll love to marry you,’ he replied.

‘You don’t believe I have any power?’ she asked.

‘I’m sorry, if you do, then you will have to prove it.’

She chuckled. ‘You want a proof?’

‘Yes, I want a proof.’

She closed her eyes for some moments as if in meditation. ‘Right now, the total money you have in this house is two thousand, seven hundred
and fifty naira.’

He was a bit surprised that she had guessed right. ‘Yes, that’s about the cash at hand I have, now.’

‘Do you want more money right away?’

‘You mean you’ll give me some money? Well ..’ he shrugged.

‘I’ll give you, but I won’t hand it you.’

He raised his brow. ‘So, how are you going to give me?’

She closed her eyes again. His mind was busy. Surely, this lady was acting strangely.

She opened her eyes. ‘You have the money now.’

He laughed and opened his palms. ‘Where’s the money?’

‘There’s fifty thousand naira for you,’ she said. ‘Go and check the pocket of the black coat you hanged in your bedroom.’

He laughed shortly again. ‘Oh, come on, Rita. Let’s forget this joke and talk about something else.’

She looked solemnly at him. ‘It’s no joke. Go and confirm the money.’

The way she looked seriously prevented him from laughing again.

‘Are you serious, Rita?’

‘Why don’t you confirm it?’

He grinned. ‘Alright. I will do as you command.’ He stood up and went to the bed-room.

This mammy water is good o, if someone have this one as friend.. Hmm

Tnks for the update

This is a mystic power. This kinda wealth at the end it comes with calamities.

Mavikolo2020:
This mammy water is good o, if someone have this one as friend.. Hmm

It will make since baje...




But come ooo how you know she's mammy water

aprilwise:
This is a mystic power. This kinda wealth at the end it comes with calamities.

Forget oooo, no calamities jhor,

Don't u see how she relate ni

craving for more @op

skubido:




It will make since baje...




But come ooo how you know she's mammy water

I just guess

Gud job.. More update pls..