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Jokes Etc › Re: The Day I Mess In My Father's Presence. by Promise324(op): 5:34am On Jul 06, 2015

Yeah. That's village setting

Family › Re: The Useless Plan My Father Had Made For Me. What Do I Do? by Promise324: 12:00pm On Jul 05, 2015

Lol

Politics › Re: Boko Haram: “We Are Open To Negotiations” – FG by Promise324: 11:15pm On Jul 03, 2015

Romance › Re: The Cucumber Girl by Promise324(op): 11:10pm On Jul 03, 2015

Christianity Etc › Re: My Mum Thought Me How To Pray. Can You Believe It? by Promise324: 11:08pm On Jul 03, 2015

It is essential to know that whatever you do, people will talk. When you sneeze involuntarily, people will talk about it. Either you are rich or poor, if you put on an expensive material, if you dress in rags, if you marry at an early age, if you are not married at a certain advanced age, if you are humble or proud, if you are strong or weak, if you are born again or a stubborn sinner, critics is inevitable. I have witnessed a situation where people slaughtered an innocent man through their words because his son was to....... Continue Reading by clicking on the link below www.storyprofile.com/?p=166

MISERABLE LIFE

On Tuesday last week, Papa almost pour hot water
and grinded Cameron pepper on me because he asked me not to go out and I went out. I went to watch a village match with obinna, even though I was not a football fan. Though I planned to come home ahead of him but the excitement could........ Continue Reading by clicking on this link bellow http://www.storyprofile.com/index.php/2015/07/01/miserable-life-episode-3/

Literature › The Sex Story by Promise324(op): 2:31am On Jul 03, 2015

I touched Ugochi’s breast and pretended it was a mistake. I wanted to know what her actions will be, what she will do. If she will like it. I faced down immediately, so that she will not know I just did that. She looked at me and laughed. “Odika oguwana gi” She said. I smiled and layed down facing the ceiling so that she will see my man side which has risen up. I closed my eyes in pretence, pretending I was feeling sleepy. After washing the plate, she pat my lap and asked me to stand up so she could mend the bed. She was wearing a very short skirt with a singlet that showed all the lines in her body. I was looking at her bom bom as she was bending and mending the bed. I felt like pushing her to the bed immediately and doing what i usually see on television.
“You can go back to the bed”. She said.
I went to the bed with “Today Na today” in my mind facing the walls. She also was lying too facing the other side of the wall. Our buttocks kept touching. Hers was very soft. I kept pretending I was still sleeping, breathing in nd out. I later turned my face toward her back, I waited for a few minutes before I crossed my hands over her. I touched her breast, I gradually........ Continue Reading by clicking on the link below
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Literature › The evil critics has done by Promise324(op): 2:32am On Jul 02, 2015*

Jokes Etc › The Day I Mess In My Father's Presence. by Promise324(op): 10:36pm On Jul 01, 2015

THE DAY I MESS IN MY FATHER'S PRESENCE.

Papa wanted to beat head out of me the day I polluted in his presence. It wasn’t intentional though. It was like the air was waiting for me to be with Papa before it came out.
I was with Papa around 3:05pm when I came back from school. Papa was desperately searching for something inside his Synod bag. I sat beside him, looking around, viewing our compound, how breeze manage to carry dry leaves and waterproof up and down, how birds were flying and making noise, how hen was moving about with her children making a cho cho cho noise and how rooster craw with his small long tiny mouth. Then I heard a noise “puuuuu”. I looked at Papa and felt sorry.
“Are you mad?” Papa asked.
The enraged timber in papa’s voice made my finger cold at the tips. I thought he will pull at my ear. I thought he will yank and yawn at the same time as he spoke. That he would slap me that his palm would make that sound, like a heavy book falling from a library shelf at school. He turned and continued what he was doing. I was tong-tied. I imagined what I did. I asked myself when last I ate beans. I probably forgot I took coconut and bread with yaughrt last night. In not less than fifteen minutes, I focused my attention on a hen that was pursuing a butterfly, imagining what the hen will do with the butterfly if she caught it. I saw another rooster that was chasing a hen. I let my eyes to stroll, I wanted to know what will definitely happen when he catches the hen. I heard another sound “kwuo” I felt hotness in my............. Continue Reading by clicking on this link
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Family › The Day I Mess In My Father's Presence. by Promise324(op): 8:09pm On Jul 01, 2015

THE DAY I MESS IN MY FATHER'S PRESENCE.

Papa wanted to beat head out of me the day I polluted in his presence. It wasn’t intentional though. It was like the air was waiting for me to be with Papa before it came out.
I was with Papa around 3:05pm when I came back from school. Papa was desperately searching for something inside his Synod bag. I sat beside him, looking around, viewing our compound, how breeze manage to carry dry leaves and waterproof up and down, how birds were flying and making noise, how hen was moving about with her children making a cho cho cho noise and how cock craw with his small long tiny mouth. Then I heard a noise “puuuuu”. I looked at Papa and felt sorry.
“Are you mad?” Papa asked.
The enraged timber in papa’s voice made my finger cold at the tips. I thought he will pull at my ear. I thought he will yank and yawn at the same time as he spoke. That he would slap me that his palm would make that sound, like a heavy book falling from a library shelf at school. He turned and continued what he was doing. I was tong-tied. I imagined what I did. I asked myself when last I ate beans. I probably forgot I took coconut and bread with yaughrt last night. In not less than fifteen minutes, I focused my attention on a hen that was pursuing a butterfly, imagining what the hen will do with the butterfly if she caught it. I saw another cock that was chasing a hen. I let my eyes to stroll, I wanted to know what will definitely happen when he catches the hen. I heard another sound “kwuo” I felt hotness in my............. Continue Reading by clicking on this link
http://www.storyprofile.com/index.php/2015/07/01/miserable-life-episode-4/

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Literature › Re: The Cucumber Girl by Promise324: 8:05pm On Jul 01, 2015

THE DAY I MESS IN MY FATHER'S PRESENCE.

Papa wanted to beat head out of me the day I polluted in his presence. It wasn’t intentional though. It was like the air was waiting for me to be with Papa before it came out.
I was with Papa around 3:05pm when I came back from school. Papa was desperately searching for something inside his Synod bag. I sat beside him, looking around, viewing our compound, how breeze manage to carry dry leaves and waterproof up and down, how birds were flying and making noise, how hen was moving about with her children making a cho cho cho noise and how cock craw with his small long tiny mouth. Then I heard a noise “puuuuu”. I looked at Papa and felt sorry.
“Are you mad?” Papa asked.
The enraged timber in papa’s voice made my finger cold at the tips. I thought he will pull at my ear. I thought he will yank and yawn at the same time as he spoke. That he would slap me that his palm would make that sound, like a heavy book falling from a library shelf at school. He turned and continued what he was doing. I was tong-tied. I imagined what I did. I asked myself when last I ate beans. I probably forgot I took coconut and bread with yaughrt last night. In not less than fifteen minutes, I focused my attention on a hen that was pursuing a butterfly, imagining what the hen will do with the butterfly if she caught it. I saw another cock that was chasing a hen. I let my eyes to stroll, I wanted to know what will definitely happen when he catches the hen. I heard another sound “kwuo” I felt hotness in my............. Continue Reading by clicking on this link
http://www.storyprofile.com/index.php/2015/07/01/miserable-life-episode-4/

http://www.storyprofile.com/index.php/2015/07/01/miserable-life-episode-4/

Literature › The Day I Mess In My Father's Presence. by Promise324(op): 8:04pm On Jul 01, 2015

THE DAY I MESS IN MY FATHER'S PRESENCE.

Papa wanted to beat head out of me the day I polluted in his presence. It wasn’t intentional though. It was like the air was waiting for me to be with Papa before it came out.
I was with Papa around 3:05pm when I came back from school. Papa was desperately searching for something inside his Synod bag. I sat beside him, looking around, viewing our compound, how breeze manage to carry dry leaves and waterproof up and down, how birds were flying and making noise, how hen was moving about with her children making a cho cho cho noise and how cock craw with his small long tiny mouth. Then I heard a noise “puuuuu”. I looked at Papa and felt sorry.
“Are you mad?” Papa asked.
The enraged timber in papa’s voice made my finger cold at the tips. I thought he will pull at my ear. I thought he will yank and yawn at the same time as he spoke. That he would slap me that his palm would make that sound, like a heavy book falling from a library shelf at school. He turned and continued what he was doing. I was tong-tied. I imagined what I did. I asked myself when last I ate beans. I probably forgot I took coconut and bread with yaughrt last night. In not less than fifteen minutes, I focused my attention on a hen that was pursuing a butterfly, imagining what the hen will do with the butterfly if she caught it. I saw another cock that was chasing a hen. I let my eyes to stroll, I wanted to know what will definitely happen when he catches the hen. I heard another sound “kwuo” I felt hotness in my............. Continue Reading by clicking on this link
http://www.storyprofile.com/index.php/2015/07/01/miserable-life-episode-4/

http://www.storyprofile.com/index.php/2015/07/01/miserable-life-episode-4/

Politics › The Day I Mess In My Father's Presence. by Promise324(op): 7:58pm On Jul 01, 2015

THE DAY I MESS IN MY FATHER'S PRESENCE.

Papa wanted to beat head out of me the day I polluted in his presence. It wasn’t intentional though. It was like the air was waiting for me to be with Papa before it came out.
I was with Papa around 3:05pm when I came back from school. Papa was desperately searching for something inside his Synod bag. I sat beside him, looking around, viewing our compound, how breeze manage to carry dry leaves and waterproof up and down, how birds were flying and making noise, how hen was moving about with her children making a cho cho cho noise and how cock craw with his small long tiny mouth. Then I heard a noise “puuuuu”. I looked at Papa and felt sorry.
“Are you mad?” Papa asked.
The enraged timber in papa’s voice made my finger cold at the tips. I thought he will pull at my ear. I thought he will yank and yawn at the same time as he spoke. That he would slap me that his palm would make that sound, like a heavy book falling from a library shelf at school. He turned and continued what he was doing. I was tong-tied. I imagined what I did. I asked myself when last I ate beans. I probably forgot I took coconut and bread with yaughrt last night. In not less than fifteen minutes, I focused my attention on a hen that was pursuing a butterfly, imagining what the hen will do with the butterfly if she caught it. I saw another cock that was chasing a hen. I let my eyes to stroll, I wanted to know what will definitely happen when he catches the hen. I heard another sound “kwuo” I felt hotness in my............. Continue Reading by clicking on this link
http://www.storyprofile.com/index.php/2015/07/01/miserable-life-episode-4/

http://www.storyprofile.com/index.php/2015/07/01/miserable-life-episode-4/

Christianity Etc › Re: My Mum Thought Me How To Pray. Can You Believe It? by Promise324: 6:16pm On Jun 30, 2015

THE CUCUMBER GIRL

Nancy was busy listening to the lecturer when a guy, probably a student got pass their department. Her eyes could not go off him. He was sexy, Handsome and romantic. She knew that. He has everything a woman would want from a man. The body building and the sexy look. She imagined how big his thing will be. “wow!” she exclaimed within herself. She could only see his back side. She imagined how the front side will be since the back side was sexy. The guy was ......... Continue Reading by clicking on this link
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Education › The Cucumber Girl by Promise324(op): 6:13pm On Jun 30, 2015

Romance › The Cucumber Girl by Promise324(op): 6:04pm On Jun 30, 2015

Music/Radio › Re: Buchy The Gospel Reggae Master Has Released Another Catching Single Titled "Leg" by Promise324: 11:31pm On Jun 28, 2015

https://my.notjustok.com/track/download/id/22631

That's the link to download the song.

Music/Radio › MUSIC: Sound It By Wizkid. (2015 Masterkraft Native Remix) by Promise324(op): 10:13pm On Jun 28, 2015*

Super-producer, Masterkraft, delivers an astonishing native remix to Wizkid‘s hit song, ‘Sound It‘.

Click here to download http://www.storyprofile.com/index.php/2015/06/28/downloadwizkid-sound-it-remix/

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6caMwZ9zBGk

Music/Radio › Re: Buchy The Gospel Reggae Master Has Released Another Catching Single Titled "Leg" by Promise324: 9:23pm On Jun 28, 2015

Check back letter, let me get the link for you

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