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Nice one OP. Keep giving us bumper to bumper like this.

Ann2012:
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How come you reply before me. Are we reading it at the same time.

Ann, hope you had a great night.

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FantasticJ:


How come you reply before me. Are we reading it at the same time.

Ann, hope you had a great night.

We're reading at d same time ooo

I had a splendid night, what about you?

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Ann2012:


We're reading at d same time ooo

I had a splendid night, what about you?

Night was melodious. Those little things can sing but I gotta wake up early so, I shut them down.

I changed to casuals and sat in the sitting-room. On an impulse, I decided to call her.

'Yetunde, darling, thank you for all the troubles in re-arranging the house and the food you left behind.'

'It's a pleasure,' she returned. 'How was work today?'

'Fine. How're you over there?'

'I'm already missing you.'

'Don't worry, very soon we'll be together again. I'll be going to Abuja tomorrow, but by Friday afternoon, I should be back in Lagos.'

'Yes. Safe journey, darling.'

'Thank you. My regards to everyone there.'

'Okay. Bye.'

If Yetunde carried on like this, I realized she would completely win my heart. I yawned, stood up and returned to the kitchen. There, I scooped
generous portion of the rice and chicken for myself. The rice was delicious. I ate to my satisfaction and thereafter capped the meal with fruit
juice. I was still on the juice when Bisola came in.

'Hello, dear,' she greeted.

'Good evening.'

She had hardly sat down when she expressed agitation.

'What was that rumor you were saying?' she began.

'Rumor? There's no rumor anywhere.'

'So, what was it you were saying about having a relationship?'

'It's for real,' I answered. 'My dad and the senator want me to get married to the senator's daughter. As it is, I have no choice than to do their
bidding.'

'But you have a choice,' she pointed out. 'Can't you say no to that archaic idea? Can't you tell them you're already in love with somebody you're
planning to marry?'

I shook my head. 'Believe me, I've done all I could do to say no to the weird proposition, but they would not bulge. My mum took time to convince me. At the point, I can't absorb their pressures again.'

'Meaning you've agreed to marry her?'

‘Something like that.’

‘So, what happens to me?’ she wailed. ‘What happens to the relationship we’ve built?’

I shook my head like someone in sadness. ‘I’m sorry, we’ll have to call it quits at this junction.’

‘You can’t just dump me like that! I thought you really loved me!’

She was almost shouting.

‘Bisola calm down,’ I pleaded.

No, no, no. How could your parents be the one to choose for you? Can’t you be a man and tell them no?’

Even if I should be a man and tell them no, you, Bisola, would still not be my choice, I thought.

‘Just calm down,’ I said.

‘No, I won’t let you go.’ She stood up and held my hand as if indeed that would ensure the continuity of our relationship.



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Bisola just calm down jor

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I shook my head like someone in sadness. ‘I’m sorry, we’ll have to call it quits at this junction.’

‘You can’t just dump me like that! I thought you really loved me!’

She was almost shouting.

‘Bisola calm down,’ I pleaded.

No, no, no. How could your parents be the one to choose for you? Can’t you be a man and tell them no?’

Even if I should be a man and tell them no, you, Bisola, would still not be my choice, I thought.

‘Just calm down,’ I said.

‘No, I won’t let you go.’ She stood up and held my hand as if indeed that would ensure the continuity of our relationship.

‘I’m sorry, Bisola. I’m truly sorry.’

She acted as if she didn’t hear me. In a surprise move, she brought her lips to give me a deep kiss.

I stopped her. ‘I’m sorry, we have to stop doing this.’

My statement rather than deterring her seemed to fuel her energy. The next kissing she made was crushing and breathless. Again, I had to exert
a lot of energy to stop the act.

But I only succeeded briefly. She reenacted the act, this time with fierceness. In addition to the kiss, her left hand grabbed my scrotum region and rubbed the place. She held me so tight I nearly chocked. I was surprised by her energy. The kiss continued, and so was her hand action on
my phallus. I found myself resisting her less by the seconds. Finally, I completely gave in.

She removed my clothes while I removed hers. Right there in the sitting-room and without caring if anyone would barge in, we had each other. It was a very engaging session. She acted as if she was sex-crazed and I obliged her all she wanted. All constraints and restraints were abandoned. When it was all over, I quickly cleaned up and wore my clothes.

I sat on the sofa while she sat on my and held me as if we were just beginning. I sighed and picked her undies and clothes.

‘You’ve got to dress up,’ I told her.

She wore only the bra and pantie.

‘We cannot continue doing this, Bisola,’ I said.

‘No, we won’t,’ she replied tartly.

‘Of course, we have to. Please try to understand. I’m doing this because I don’t want to disobey my parents.’

‘Go ahead and marry whoever you want to marry,’ she finally said. ‘But that doesn’t mean we should not be seeing again, does it?’


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I smell trouble

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Bisola for the nigga

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I sat on the sofa while she sat on my and held me as if we were just beginning. I sighed and picked her undies and clothes.

‘You’ve got to dress up,’ I told her.

She wore only the bra and pantie.

‘We have to stop doing this, Bisola,’ I said.

‘No, we won’t,’ she replied tartly.

‘Of course, we have to. Please try to understand. I’m doing this because I don’t want to disobey my parents.’

‘Go ahead and marry whoever you want to marry,’ she finally said. ‘But that doesn’t mean we should not be seeing again, does it?’

I sighed. ‘I think to be on the safer side, it’s better we go our separate ways.’

I rubbed her back gently. ‘You’re very beautiful, Bisola. I’m sure many guys are disturbing you.’

‘I don’t want other guys,’ she said. ‘It’s you I want.’

‘I will compensate you,’ I said.

She looked at me sharply. ‘How?’

I grinned at her. ‘I give you some money.’

She shook her head sadly. ‘Are you so desperate to get rid of me?’

‘Oh, no. Don’t think of it like that. I just want us to part amicably.’

She appeared to think briefly. ‘No money can replace you in my life.’

It was my turn to shake my head. I had to devise means of stopping her sentiments.

‘I still have your account number,’ I said. ‘By tomorrow, I’ll do some money transfer.’

‘Don’t waste your money,’ she said.

I was surprised. ‘What?’

‘Don’t waste your money because I won’t let you go.’

‘Oh, come on.’

‘Is she better than me? Does she give it to you more than I do?’

‘It’s not about that,’ I quickly put in.

‘So, it’s about what?’

I sighed.

She rubbed my chest. ‘I love you, Henry.’

Oh, here we go again, I thought.

‘Does that mean you’ve been pretending to love me all this while?’ she asked.

‘No, there’s no point in pretending about anything.’

‘Then, you must continue to show me love. Go ahead and obey your parents. Go ahead and marry her, but you must continue to give me love.’

I was surprised she was talking this way. ‘But, that’s not right, is it? It’s not right that I should be cheating on her.’

‘Is it right that you should ditch me?’ she parried. ‘Is it right that you should break my heart?’

I shook my head, but said nothing.


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Ann2012:
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I am borrowing Bisola's words here " is it right for you to ditch me? Is it right for you to break my heart?


Good morning my Scotch bonnet!

Thank you Op.

Many more wisdom.

Well done Op

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FantasticJ:


I am borrowing Bisola's words here " is it right for you to ditch me? Is it right for you to break my heart?
Good morning my Scotch bonnet!

I'm borrowing Henry's words too
"Of course we have to. Please try to understand, I am doing this because I don't want to disobey my parents'

Ann2012:


I'm borrowing Henry's words too
"Of course we have to. Please try to understand, I am doing this because I don't want to disobey my parents'

Babe, don't be like this na.

Hmmmm We still have a long way to go... I can see all of them becoming pregnant for you Enjoy while it last

FantasticJ:


Babe, don't be like this na.

She rubbed my chest. ‘I love you, Henry.’

Oh, here we go again, I thought.

‘Does that mean you’ve been pretending to love me all this while?’ she asked.

‘No, there’s no point in pretending about anything.’

‘Then, you must continue to show me love. Go ahead and obey your parents. Go ahead and marry her, but you must continue to give me love.’

I was surprised she was talking this way. ‘But, that’s not right, is it? It’s not right that I should be cheating on her.’

‘Is it right that you should ditch me?’ she parried. ‘Is it right that you should break my heart?’

I shook my head, but said nothing.

‘But, I don’t want to make you look like a bad person before your parents. So, I don’t want you to be caught with me. Do you really know what I want?’

I raised my brows. ‘What do you want?’

She smiled and rubbed my chest more. ‘We’ll continue to meet. You’ll find the alternative place as I may not be coming here. I don’t want to implicate you, but we must find a discrete place to be meeting. Do we have a deal?’

I sighed again. It was a big thing she was asking for and I knew the best thing for me to do would have been to say no, but I didn’t want any harangue, so I nodded in agreement.

‘Okay.’

‘It’s a promise you’re making, not an ordinary statement, you know?’

I nodded again. ‘Yes.’

‘Alright.’ She kissed me again. ‘Let’s do it one more time before I go. I’m going back to the campus tonight as I have a test to write tomorrow morning.’



I traveled to Abuja the following morning to continue my work there. I continued to call Kike, and she continued to ignore my call. I thought of using a new number to call her. The trick worked. After the third ring, she picked up the call.

‘Hello, Kike. Why have you been avoiding my call?’

‘I don’t want trouble,’ she said.

‘You mean picking my call and talking to me mean equal trouble?’

‘I don’t want to offend mummy and daddy,’ she argued.
‘So, you’re not interested in me again, is that what you’re saying?’

She didn’t answer me.

‘Okay, have a nice day.’

I cut the line. My dad must have seriously threatened her. She seemed scared of even talking to me.

Maybe I should just leave her alone for now. But then, doing that would further drive me into the hands of Yetunde. I thought over the propriety of marrying the latter.

She didn’t seem totally bad. Everybody had his or her faults, for God’s sake and Yetunde was not an exception. Maybe I should devote my energy to taking my relationship with her seriously. For all I knew,

Yetunde might turn out to be a good wife. Showing commitment to her would boost many things, including my perspectives in the eyes of the senator. That very moment, I decided that I would take Yetunde as my wife.

But what about Bisola? There was nothing to be worried about her again, my mind said. Now, she knew that I would not marry her as a lady was already there for me. Besides, she had said she would not be an obstruction to my relationship with Yetunde, but that I must give her – Bisola – love.

That should be no problem. If I played the game very well, I would be dotting to Yetunde, and at the same time, find some kind of thrill in the highly vivacious Bisola. It would be a matter of having the best of two worlds!

I called Yetunde to let her know I had arrived Abuja safely.

‘Please be careful over there,’ she said. ‘I mean be careful of those Abuja babes.’

I laughed shortly. ‘You don’t have anything to worry about, my dear,’ I said. ‘There’s never anything like Abuja babe.’


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Ann baby, Op have updated.

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