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I deliberately made it very affordable. It's N100 (one hundred naira) only.

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Two weeks to the day of engagement, I got a surprise call from Kike, who had not communicated with me for several weeks since the emergence of Yetunde.

'Kike, what a surprise call. How're you and how're your studies?'

'My studies are going on well.'

'Good. You just try to do your best.'

'Thank you. Mummy called to inform me that you will soon be having wedding with the senator's daughter.'

'Yes, it's true. We've picked dates for the engagement and the wedding.'

There was a brief silence across the line.

'I thought you love me,' she said.

I was surprised she said this.

'Yes, I did,' I replied. 'But events have overtaken that. You yourself acted in a way that made me seek love elsewhere.'

'It was because I wasn't so sure then. But now, I've got the confirmation. God has told me you're my husband.'

I chuckled. 'Really? Is it not late for that to happen, now, my dear Kike?'

'It's never late for God's words to come to pass.'

'Yes, I know, but on this matter, I think you're making a mistake. You allowed my parents to intimidate you when they asked you to back off.

'And your subsequent lack of interest made me to embrace Yetunde. Now, you're showing me that you're interested again, after we've fixed the wedding date. Can't you see that it's too late for you and me to be intimate again?'

Again, she was silent for some moments.

'It's never too late for the words of God to come to manifest,' she said again.

I was becoming exasperated over her rhetoric.

'Kike, thanks for calling,' I said. 'Thanks and goodnight.'

I cut the line. It was late for her to say what she said, wasn't it? Months ago, I was ready to stake everything for her. I was ready to defy my parents for her, but she faltered and cut short my love for her.

Now, she was talking about God saying I would be her husband. What a theory! And to think that she thought I would believe that!

Well, I wished her the best. She was young and pretty and I had no doubt she would not be short of a suitor.
Yetunde and I started making preparations for our engagement and wedding.

She bought clothes that the two of us would use for the engagement. She even specified how she wanted the dress to be sewn. She was not only buying things for us, she also went on a buying spree for the expected baby. She went to a mother-care shop to buy things that a new baby needed.

The pregnancy had not become obvious yet, apart from a slight bulge on her stomach, but I had no doubt that it would soon become noticeable.

'What do we call her?' she asked.

'Hey, you're jumping the gun,' I replied. 'You can't tell yet if the baby will be a girl.'

'But I can tell. I have no doubt in my mind that it's going to be a girl.'

There was no need to argue with her. As far as I was concerned, it did not matter whether the baby was a boy or girl.

My parents too were happy for me, and for Yetunde. I supposed they were also happy for themselves that they would be grandparents. We all looked forward to the engagement and wedding days.

I forgot all about Kike and her prophesy. If she thought she could some words to deter me from going ahead with my union with Yetunde, at this point, she was making a very big mistake. I had zeroed my mind on marrying the senator's daughter and no force on earth could stop that.


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I wanted to say more, but her right hand moved from the chest to inside the boxer I was wearing and she tenderly held my joystick. Deftly, her hand moved over it as she caressed the organ. In response, the part wasted no time in becoming fully erect.

I removed her top and unhooked her bra. Her jaunty boobs sprang to life as I sucked her nipples. I could see eagerness and anticipation in her mood. She quickly removed her clothing, just as I did the same to mine.

In every sense, she appeared like someone that was sex-starved and needed a life-line. Right there in the sitting-room, we did things to satisfy each other's lusts.

We were so carried away we neither moved to the bedroom nor lock the door. And we were so engrossed in fulfilling our quest that we didn't know when the door was opened and an intruder came in.

'What ...!' I heard faintly. Then something thudded on the tiled floor. I glanced at the sight and saw a lady lying on the floor.

'What?!' It was my turn to make that exclamation. I quickly stopped the coital act, wore my boxer and rushed to see the lady on the floor.

It was Yetunde. The sight she had seen must be too much for her and she had fainted.

'Oh Lord,' I muttered, panic gripping me. 'Yetunde! Yetunde!'

But she was past responding to me. Bisola too quickly wore her clothes.

'She fainted?' she asked unnecessarily.

My mind was in frenzy. I had to decide what to do, and fast too. Quickly, I wore my t-shirt and wore a trousers on the boxer.

'I will have to take her to the hospital,' I muttered.

I picked her up from the ground while Bisola picked the small bag she, Yetunde, had brought. I placed her in the back seat of my car, went inside to take some money and my ATM card and locked up my flat.

'Do I follow you?' Bisola asked.

'No,' I replied grimly. There was a small private hospital not far from my residence. I took her there and called their attention to emergency.

They brought a stretcher to take her inside. As they were putting her on a bed, she opened her eyes dreamily. Then, I noticed that there was a blood stain on her skirt.

'Please, you have to excuse us,' the elderly doctor said. 'Kindly wait at the reception while we examine and observe her.'

I went to wait at the large reception room, cursing my luck and cursing the moment I conceded to Bisola's desire.

But why did Yetunde come around? Didn't she say she would not be coming as she was ill? Why did she come in at the very time Bisola and I were engrossed in pleasures of the flesh?

Above all, why did she not tell me that she would be calling?

Some minutes later, the doctor called me to his office.
'You will have to help us call one of her relatives, as she said she didn't want to see you.'

My heart sank. 'But, how's she? Is she okay?'

The doctor nodded. 'She's going to be okay, but the shock and the fall she experienced have made her to have a miscarriage.'

'What?' I stood up, shocked at the bad news.

'But, she's going to be okay,' the doctor said.

The pleasures I was having with Bisola had suddenly brought about sorrows. I was distraught by what had happened, to say the least.

I had to call my mother to say what had happened. But I did not reveal the sordid details. I only said Yetunde came in, met a lady and me in an uncompromising position, fell down and fainted.

Within few minute the news had spread. The first person to get to the hospital was Nike, Yetunde's younger sister. Later, Yetunde was discharged.

I offered to take her home, but she refused. Even my offer of paying for her cab was rebuffed. It was one of the saddest days of my life, but I guessed I took things for granted.

On Saturday morning, dad summoned me to our Ikeja home.

In the sitting-room, a look at my mum's eyes showed that she had been crying. I felt so bad.



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tonysunkan:
I wanted to say more, but her right hand moved from the chest to inside the boxer I was wearing and she tenderly held my joystick. Deftly, her hand moved over it as she caressed the organ. In response, the part wasted no time in becoming fully erect.

I removed her top and unhooked her bra. Her jaunty boobs sprang to life as I sucked her nipples. I could see eagerness and anticipation in her mood. She quickly removed her clothing, just as I did the same to mine.

In every sense, she appeared like someone that was sex-starved and needed a life-line. Right there in the sitting-room, we did things to satisfy each other's lusts.

We were so carried away we neither moved to the bedroom nor lock the door. And we were so engrossed in fulfilling our quest that we didn't know when the door was opened and an intruder came in.

'What ...!' I heard faintly. Then something thudded on the tiled floor. I glanced at the sight and saw a lady lying on the floor.

'What?!' It was my turn to make that exclamation. I quickly stopped the coital act, wore my boxer and rushed to see the lady on the floor.

It was Yetunde. The sight she had seen must be too much for her and she had fainted.

'Oh Lord,' I muttered, panic gripping me. 'Yetunde! Yetunde!'

But she was past responding to me. Bisola too quickly wore her clothes.

'She fainted?' she asked unnecessarily.

My mind was in frenzy. I had to decide what to do, and fast too. Quickly, I wore my t-shirt and wore a trousers on the boxer.

'I will have to take her to the hospital,' I muttered.

I picked her up from the ground while Bisola picked the small bag she, Yetunde, had brought. I placed her in the back seat of my car, went inside to take some money and my ATM card and locked up my flat.

'Do I follow you?' Bisola asked.

'No,' I replied grimly. There was a small private hospital not far from my residence. I took her there and called their attention to emergency.

They brought a stretcher to take her inside. As they were putting her on a bed, she opened her eyes dreamily. Then, I noticed that there was a blood stain on her skirt.

'Please, you have to excuse us,' the elderly doctor said. 'Kindly wait at the reception while we examine and observe her.'

I went to wait at the large reception room, cursing my luck and cursing the moment I conceded to Bisola's desire.

But why did Yetunde come around? Didn't she say she would not be coming as she was ill? Why did she come in at the very time Bisola and I were engrossed in pleasures of the flesh?

Above all, why did she not tell me that she would be calling?

Some minutes later, the doctor called me to his office.
'You will have to help us call one of her relatives, as she said she didn't want to see you.'

My heart sank. 'But, how's she? Is she okay?'

The doctor nodded. 'She's going to be okay, but the shock and the fall she experienced have made her to have a miscarriage.'

'What?' I stood up, shocked at the bad news.

'But, she's going to be okay,' the doctor said.

The pleasures I was having with Bisola had suddenly brought about sorrows. I was distraught by what had happened, to say the least.

I had to call my mother to say what had happened. But I did not reveal the sordid details. I only said Yetunde came in, met a lady and me in an uncompromising position, fell down and fainted.

Within few minute the news had spread. The first person to get to the hospital was Nike, Yetunde's younger sister. Later, Yetunde was discharged.

I offered to take her home, but she refused. Even my offer of paying for her cab was rebuffed. It was one of the saddest days of my life, but I guessed I took things for granted.

On Saturday morning, dad summoned me to our Ikeja home.

In the sitting-room, a look at my mum's eyes showed that she had been crying. I felt so bad.



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Nice story.

tonysunkan:
I wanted to say more, but her right hand moved from the chest to inside the boxer I was wearing and she tenderly held my joystick. Deftly, her hand moved over it as she caressed the organ. In response, the part wasted no time in becoming fully erect.

I removed her top and unhooked her bra. Her jaunty boobs sprang to life as I sucked her nipples. I could see eagerness and anticipation in her mood. She quickly removed her clothing, just as I did the same to mine.

In every sense, she appeared like someone that was sex-starved and needed a life-line. Right there in the sitting-room, we did things to satisfy each other's lusts.

We were so carried away we neither moved to the bedroom nor lock the door. And we were so engrossed in fulfilling our quest that we didn't know when the door was opened and an intruder came in.

'What ...!' I heard faintly. Then something thudded on the tiled floor. I glanced at the sight and saw a lady lying on the floor.

'What?!' It was my turn to make that exclamation. I quickly stopped the coital act, wore my boxer and rushed to see the lady on the floor.

It was Yetunde. The sight she had seen must be too much for her and she had fainted.

'Oh Lord,' I muttered, panic gripping me. 'Yetunde! Yetunde!'

But she was past responding to me. Bisola too quickly wore her clothes.

'She fainted?' she asked unnecessarily.

My mind was in frenzy. I had to decide what to do, and fast too. Quickly, I wore my t-shirt and wore a trousers on the boxer.

'I will have to take her to the hospital,' I muttered.

I picked her up from the ground while Bisola picked the small bag she, Yetunde, had brought. I placed her in the back seat of my car, went inside to take some money and my ATM card and locked up my flat.

'Do I follow you?' Bisola asked.

'No,' I replied grimly. There was a small private hospital not far from my residence. I took her there and called their attention to emergency.

They brought a stretcher to take her inside. As they were putting her on a bed, she opened her eyes dreamily. Then, I noticed that there was a blood stain on her skirt.

'Please, you have to excuse us,' the elderly doctor said. 'Kindly wait at the reception while we examine and observe her.'

I went to wait at the large reception room, cursing my luck and cursing the moment I conceded to Bisola's desire.

But why did Yetunde come around? Didn't she say she would not be coming as she was ill? Why did she come in at the very time Bisola and I were engrossed in pleasures of the flesh?

Above all, why did she not tell me that she would be calling?

Some minutes later, the doctor called me to his office.
'You will have to help us call one of her relatives, as she said she didn't want to see you.'

My heart sank. 'But, how's she? Is she okay?'

The doctor nodded. 'She's going to be okay, but the shock and the fall she experienced have made her to have a miscarriage.'

'What?' I stood up, shocked at the bad news.

'But, she's going to be okay,' the doctor said.

The pleasures I was having with Bisola had suddenly brought about sorrows. I was distraught by what had happened, to say the least.

I had to call my mother to say what had happened. But I did not reveal the sordid details. I only said Yetunde came in, met a lady and me in an uncompromising position, fell down and fainted.

Within few minute the news had spread. The first person to get to the hospital was Nike, Yetunde's younger sister. Later, Yetunde was discharged.

I offered to take her home, but she refused. Even my offer of paying for her cab was rebuffed. It was one of the saddest days of my life, but I guessed I took things for granted.

On Saturday morning, dad summoned me to our Ikeja home.

In the sitting-room, a look at my mum's eyes showed that she had been crying. I felt so bad.



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Interesting.

Within few minute the news had spread. The first person to get to the hospital was Nike, Yetunde's younger sister. Later, Yetunde was discharged.

I offered to take her home, but she refused. Even my offer of paying for her cab was rebuffed. It was one of the saddest days of my life, but I guessed I took things for granted. On Saturday morning, dad summoned me to our Ikeja home.

In the sitting-room, a look at my mum's eyes showed that she had been crying. I felt so bad.

'I can't believe that my only son will bring this kind of shame and sorrow to us,' dad said, looking at me angrily.

'Henry, how could you do this?' he asked angrily. 'You have already got Yetunde pregnant and we're seriously planning your wedding with her. Then, you still went ahead to bring another lady to the house. How could you do that? Now, your action has triggered her miscarriage, how could you be so carried away by love of the flesh? How could you?'

I had no explanation to offer other than to say I was sorry.

Daddy was so angry that he stormed out of the house.

'Mummy, I'm so sorry I've put everyone in distress,' I told my mother. 'Truly, I'm sorry.'

'It's Yetunde you have to apologize to,' mum replied. 'You have sinned against God and against her.'

It was indeed a sad day for me. I left for Yetunde's house but could not see her. I was in the sitting-room for a long while.

She sent message that she didn't wish to see me. Even her mother and siblings avoided me like a plague. I soon left the place and was back in my apartment.

Maybe after a while, she would calm down and listened to me. I had been trying to call her lines but her phone was switched off.

Later Bisola called me. I had the mind of ignoring her call, but somehow I decided to answer her.

'How is she? I hope she's fine,' she asked anxiously.

'See what you have caused,' I said bitterly. 'She has suffered a miscarriage.'

'Oh my God. I'm so sorry to hear that.'

Her voice sounded like she was truly sorry; but sorry or not, she had already caused a lot of damage.

'So sorry, Henry, please take heart. I'll be calling you again. Bye for now.'

'Bye.' I cut the line and sighed. It was a very bleak day for me.

On Sunday, I remained indoor through out the day. I still tried to reach out to Yetunde, but I couldn't. This time around, her phone was ringing, but she would not pick it.

Towards evening, mum called me.

'How're you, Henry?'

'Not fine, mum. How're things over there?'

'Bad as it could be. Have you heard the latest from Yetunde?'

'I've not heard anything,' I quickly answered. 'I've been calling her lines, but she refused to pick my call.'

'The latest from the Oshos is that Yetunde has said she's not interested in going ahead with the wedding again and is calling it off.'

'What?!' I stood up looking really agitated. 'It's just a couple of weeks to the event. How could she do that?'
'It's like you don't realize that what you did was very terrible, Henry. It was a very bad thing that you did.'

'That's why I've been trying to call her. I wanted to tell her how sorry I am. I'm even ready to go on my knees or prostrate for her.'

'Let us hope she will have a change of mind. For now, the wedding is called off.'

It was another sad moment for me. How would I face my friends about this development? How would I tell them that the wedding would not hold again?

But, it was all my faults. I allowed the love of the flesh to ruin what otherwise would be a good marriage. I lost a prospective first child in the process.

I needed no preacher or prophet to tell me that I had been on the path of perdition. The only way to avert imminent and complete doom was to retrace my steps and shun lascivious lifestyle.

Then, I thought of kike. I was confused about how to place her. She said she had a conviction that I would be her husband, a statement I had dismissed as too late. Could I still honestly say it was too late?

But then, how could I even be thinking of her? Yetunde was probably distressed over the shock and the miscarriage. She would still come to terms and our relationship would be renewed, I thought.


A week later, it was becoming obvious that Yetunde had made up her mind to forget about me. She still refused to pick my call and even when I used unknown number to call her, as soon as she discovered that I was the one on the line, she would cut it off.

The week was a very difficult one for me. I was spurned by Yetunde and her family. Even her father, the senator did not look at me kindly.


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Cool story.

na waooo
It pains ooo
Bt all his regrets is nt for love bt for the pleasure of the wealth & connection he gained

Then, I thought of kike. I was confused about how to place her. She said she had a conviction that I would be her husband, a statement I had dismissed as too late. Could I still honestly say it was too late?

But then, how could I even be thinking of her? Yetunde was probably distressed over the shock and the miscarriage. She would still come to terms and our relationship would be renewed, I thought.

A week later, it was becoming obvious that Yetunde had made up her mind to forget about me. She still refused to pick my call and even when I used unknown number to call her, as soon as she discovered that I was the one on the line, she would cut it off.

The week was a very difficult one for me. I was spurned by Yetunde and her family. Even her father, the senator did not look at me kindly.

My dad too was miffed by my behavior. It was only my mum that I could still relate with, though she too was cool initially. Just as Yetunde had refused to pick my call, I had also refused to pick Bisola’s call. I blamed her for the whole mishap.

If she had stayed off after I had paid her off, none of these terrible things would have happened. But, then, I should also blame myself for my unbridled libido.

Two weeks after the incident, I decided that the best for me to mitigate my feelings of insecurity and uncertainty was to resign from my work. I felt I would be better without the unfriendly posture of both the senator and Ms. Davies (who ridiculously accused me of seducing her daughter).

I first told dad about my intention and I wasn’t surprised he was non chalant about it.

‘Do anything you like,’ he had said.

On Tuesday morning, I wrote my letter of resignation. In it, I thanked my employer for the confidence reposed in me and his kindness. Then, I affirmed that for some personal reasons, I would like to resign my appointment with immediate effect.

I personally handed over the letter to him.

‘It’s a letter of resignation, sir,’ I said. ‘I thank you for the opportunity given to me to, and I’m sorry for all my inadequacies. Thank you, for your support, all along, sir.’

He was silent for some moments. ‘Did your dad ask you to do this?’ he asked.

‘Oh, no, sir. I did it on my own volition.’

He nodded. ‘So, what will you be doing, now?’

I had not even thought of that. ‘I don’t know yet, sir.’

He motioned me to sit down.

‘Let me begin by saying I was very angry and disappointed by what you did. You didn’t treat Yetunde with love and respect, at all.’

I nodded. For the umpteenth time, I said I was sorry.

‘But then, what has happened has happened. You’re a very hard-working young man, and I appreciate you for that. If Yetunde still changes her mind and says she will marry you, all well and good. I only hope you’ve learnt from the experience.’

‘Yes, sir.’

‘Now, I thought of this thing in another way. If you were to be my son, does that mean I will never forgive you? If Dapo has done something like this, does that mean he will never be forgiven? No, even when we offend God, he forgives us. So, on that note, I’ve forgiven you completely.’

I rose up from my seat to prostrate for him. ‘Thank you very much, sir.’

He nodded. ‘I know your real reason of resignation is because of what had happened. Now, let me assure you that henceforth, we’ll be relating cordially as we used to before. On that note, there’s no need you resign again.’

I stood from my seat to prostrate for him again. ‘Thank you, sir. Thank you very much sir.’

‘You’re like my son. The issue of marrying my daughter must not cause a schism between you and me or between me and your dad. If Yetunde changes her mind, fine. If she doesn’t, as far as I’m concerned, you’re free to marry whoever you want to marry.’

I thanked him profusely. For the first time in many days, I felt quite relieved from guilt and shame.


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