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[size=30pt] Contd..[/size] [b][color=#000066]The asian girl then turns back to me, with a very judgmental look. “I take it this is your harem?” The disgust and scorn she places in those words, hurts. I mean, yes, each one is kind of my woman, but they all have a free will of their own. I don’t own them. Loveth smirks at the words, while Tina hugs me tighter. Only Stephanie doesn’t seem to react. “We prefer to see him as ours, rather than the other way around,” My wonderful, sweet, psychotic sister says. “And you’re partially right. We may need your help. I wanted to bring you here, on the off chance that you might be able to offer us some advice.” ‘Way to go, sis!’ I think to her, glad that someone’s able to put the pompous genius in her place. “I can,” the other girl says, without a hint of doubt. She glances around the blue-lit featureless room for a bit, before facing me. “ Where are the aliens?” “They wanted to let us talk to you first, in order not to scare you.” Stephanie is the one to answer this time, but the other woman just continues to stare at me. ‘Bring her to us.’ The words appear before me, and I smile, knowing what she will be experiencing shortly, and looking forward to it. “What’s your name?” I ask her. “Rukky,” she replies, and I wait for her last name, but she just stares at me. “Okay, Rukky, I’ll take you to them.” I’m trying my best to keep my tone level, but she suddenly becomes wary. Ignoring her trepidation, I mentally command the ship to open the doorway, and then indicate she should go through first. Rukky steps up to the black seeming wall, and hesitates for only a moment, before stepping through. I barely hear a sigh of relief from her, as I smile to the other women. Seeing Tina standing there, I ask, “Will you stay here, for a bit?” ‘No, bring her as well,’ one of the aliens sends to me, at the same time Tina nods that she’ll be fine. “Umm, never mind,” I say, feeling foolish. “I guess they want you too.” Holding out my hand to her, she takes it, and gives it a gentle squeeze. Turning to walk into the blackness, I end up bumping into the slim backside of Rukky. My eyes adjust quickly, as I murmur an apology, then lead Tina around her. Tina gasps as she steps into what must seem like impenetrable blackness. “Come with me, please, Rukky,” I state, stepping harder than I have to as I start walking. My intent is to make sure she hears me walking away, but to my surprise, she starts following. “You can see in this?” Tina asks, and I hear the fear in her tone. A hundred answers go through my mind, most of them geared to make Rukky worry, but in the end, I answer with a simple, “Yes.” I hate to admit it, but I have to marvel at how confidently Rukky follows my footfalls, even around corners. When I stop outside of a doorway, she stops as well, and then continues when I do. I start to feel like a heel, after only a few doorways though. As arrogant as Rukky is, she might end up an ally, and we really could use her intellect. “When we arrive in their room,” I tell the two women, “it will be marginally brighter, though it will seem quite brilliant to your eyes for a moment. They won’t hurt you, so please stay calm around them.” Tina nods at my words, taking them to heart, but Rukky just sniffs disdainfully. I open the last hatch and walk into the dimly lit room with the two aliens. My kids aren’t in evidence, and I can only assume their resting in the adjoining room. Rukky is the first to talk. “You really like nu*dity, don’t you?” Of course, Varand is in her light suite, and Vage is completely nu*de so that she can breastfeed. I choose not to dignify her question with a response. “I hope you don’t plan on me strutting around here like a bìtch in heat.” I’m about to snap at her, but then I see the look in her eyes. Rukky's testing me, wanting to see how I react. “Bìtch in heat?” Tina nearly screams. “I’ll show you, a bìtch. . . What? Let me go, Nick. I’m going to show this—“ She cuts off as she looks at me. Pulling her back to me, I whisper, “You’re acting the way she wants you to. She’s testing us.” “I don—“ She tries to argue, but I cut her off with a quick kiss, moaning. I can’t think of anything else to do, and reason that it’ll show Rukky she isn’t getting to me. When I break off the kiss, Tina is slightly breathless. She tries to glare at me, but it never quite reaches her eyes. “Girls, this is Varand, and her older sister, Vage,” I inform them, indicating each alien in turn. “This is Vage’s ship you’re a guest on it.” When I mention ‘guest,’ I see Rukky flinch. Thus far she has been a very rude guest. Both women study the aliens for a moment, and then flinch when Vage speaks. “Be at ease.” Vage's dual toned voice sounds melodic as usual. T.b.c. I appreciate everybody that used either their Mb's or WIFI, to vote 4 KingINvahala today at my request I promise each of yhu, one Special ability. Just name the one yhu want.[/b][/color] ![]() |
Airyprince:thats cool man.... Thanks dear |
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Pls check my profile, and scroll to check my recent posts... Yhu will see how i voted there.. Thanks. The voting ends by 6pm Airyprince: |
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[size=35pt]HAPPY [color=#960066]NEW MONTH,[/color]FANZ[/size] ![]() This is the Day we've been waiting for.... A day that arrives with a lot of anticipation..... [color=#006688] Yhu wonder what it anticipates? Just yhur Vote.... Yes yhur precious Megabite sucking Vote.... [/color] Don't let me bother yhu with an Epistle, please, help me vote KingINvahala today.... Plsssss..... On my knees, I call on, Oye9ja, spazdy, Tgold1, Theblessedman, Oladim001, Aeontk, Nogodye, Rohy, fidelismaria, spikedawson, Airyprince, cephydeen, botaflica, and my unmention wonderful readerz... Thanks.. The voting has commenced... Diaries section of NL.. |
[size=20pt] I Vote KINGinVAHALA, as Mr NL 2016. Optional: Falconey C.c.NLjega[/size] |
[size=30pt]Wonderful readerz, Pls come tomorrow monday, Kindly Vote KINGinVAHALA 4 Mr NL 2016. Pls guys.... Am begging.... With teary eyes... Contd..[/size] [b] Still thinking of Dan, I realise there’s more than one way to communicate. This time, I’m going to make sure nothing like this can ever happen again. I remember the movie ‘Liar, Liar’ and know how I’m going to handle Lydia Scott. Forbes comes back from the lobby, shaking her head. “Tina corroborates your story,” the massive agent states, towering over me. “I think she’s batty, though, talking about aliens and sex changes. But that doesn’t mean I believe you. And that doesn’t answer the question about you and those two deviants we caught forking each others brain out in Arizona.” There is a loud commotion from down the hallway with the cells. A guard rushes out, and up to Forbes. “That nutcase in cell three is calling for you,” he tells her, and I can tell she doesn’t like the term ‘nutcase.’ “Stay here,” she growls at me, then storms off again, only to come back wide-eyed, and confused a few moments later. “That girl just confirmed everything that your girlfriend just said. Including the parts about aliens and sex changes. Funny how she never spoke a word until you got here.” She gives me another one of her ugly glares, but I sit placidly, waiting. “What can you tell me about the other two?” she asks when she sees I’m not going to buckle. “Exactly what I told you before. I came out of class, and they attacked me.” “Witnesses claim your leg got badly burned,” she continues to dig. I lift both my pant legs, showing her my undamaged skin. “And you suddenly vanishing?” She doesn’t want to give up. “I admit I haven’t seen the videos, but as soon as I could, I took off running. If it looks like anything else, the videos must be edited.” I’m keeping my voice calm and smooth, knowing she doesn’t have anything on me, now. “Why couldn’t we find you until tonight?” She’s starting to lose some of her heat, but wants every question covered. “They attacked me,” I tell her. “I didn’t know if they knew where I lived or not. I didn’t know what to do.” “Why didn’t you come to the police?” Now she just sounds curious. “They were throwing fireballs at me. Not even the strongest Nigeria army can stand a chance against those two idiots. What could our own police do?” The questions only continue for a few more moments, before Special Agent Forbes has to admit that she has nothing on me. Tina greets me with a massive hug as I re-enter the lobby. A cab is called, and takes us to my place, where Dennis and Rose give me another interrogation, laughing as I tell them, and then laughing harder when I have to explain about what I’d done to Dan. “That guy always was a prick,” Dennis chortles. “Not anymore,” Rose laughs, and she has to get herself under control, before she can continue. “Now she’s just a pusee!” We all laugh at that, and have a couple beers to relax after the crazy day, before going to bed. Dennis and Rose invite us to join them, and Tina’s game, but I just want to call an end to this miserable day. As soon as Tina and I are in my room, though, I find myself on Vage’s ship, and groan. “Nick?” Tina’s worried voice sounds behind me, and I groan again. Is everybody going to come up here? Next thing you know, Jane, Mom, and Nancy will be popping up for a visit! ‘Do you want them here, too?’ Varand mentally asks. ‘NO!’ I quickly reply, not realizing that I’d been broadcasting my thoughts again. “Yeah,” Loveth’s voice says behind me, “You tend to do that a lot. It’s rather fun, actually, peaking into my perverted brother’s thoughts.” Tina runs to Loveth, and gives her a big hug, or tries to, before pulling back with a grimace, and squaring her shoulders. Loveth is wearing nothing but a light suite. “I take it, this is the alien’s ship?” Tina asks, and I smile to see her backbone returning. “Alien ship?” a slightly Asian voice states, and I turn in shock, “I was wondering if I would ever see an extra-terrestrial." * * * I can only stare in shock at the Asian chick from the math competition. She’s still in her nice clothes from the competition. “What’s she doing here?” Tina asks, forming the words my mind is unable to create. “I asked Vage to get her,” Loveth says, and I watch an almost equally nu*de Stephanie come through a black portal in the side of the room. Why are they both in light suites? I wonder, and this time, make sure the thought stays in my own head. “Why?” Seems I’ve finally found my voice, and I use my usual articulation to form that brilliant question. Damn, I’m tired. “Because I have beyond a genius level intellect, and you need me for something,” the newcomer says. I stare at her, and her arrogance, while she takes in Loveth’s and Stephanie’s lack of conventional clothing. T.b.c HAPPY SUNDAY TO YHU ALL[/b] |
Updating soon guys.... Just stay tuned.... |
oye9ja:er...m....erm.... Its true, I've got no excuse for the recent low rate of updates...... Buh i promise to get well soon in that aspect.... Thanks to yhu....... And Theblessedman.... |
Botaflica:hmmmm.... Blushing....... Thanks... Happy sunday |
KINGinVAHALA:better sort this out fast, so to avoid confusion among your fanz |
TheBlessedMAN:u guys are funny |
princeakins:what? Kinginvahala out? I just confirmed that he's bak in d race..... Somtin has gotta b wrong sumwhere |
ROYH:ok boss...... In pidgin... NO VEX.... ![]() |
Rex1:define 'CUTENESS in your own terms.... |
Rex1:well, since yhu are hell bent on denying it, all i need to do is just to ask Nick to switch of your Bazooka....... Yhu don't want me reminding yhu of how that will feel....... |
Rex1:amen... And yhu too sir... More pusee's to ur BZK |
KINGinVAHALA:[size=35pt][color=#008800] Dear wonderful Ladies and Gents I [/color] QUEENLIZ,[/size] hereby humbly seize this medium to beg, plead, and to implore yhu all to join hands with me by Trooping out on Monday En masse to Vote KINGinVAHALA as Mr Nairaland 2016........ [color=#004400]He's Cute... [/color][color=#220000]He's Nice [/color]He's Reliable, He's Brilliant and dependable.... Lets collabo[lolz] to crown Him.... [size=30pt]THANKS in Advance [/size][color=#000044] lots of HUGs and KISSEs from QUEENLIZ.... [/color] |
[size=35pt] Dear wonderful and my V.I. eloquent readerz, I QUEENLIZ,[/size] hereby humbly seize this medium to beg, plead, and to implore yhu all to join hands with me by Trooping out on Monday En masse to [color=#440000] Vote [/color] KINGinVAHALA as Mr Nairaland 2016........ [color=#000055] He's Cute... [/color][color=#220000] He's Nice [/color]He's Reliable, He's Brilliant and dependable.... Lets collabo[lolz] to crown Him.... [size=30pt]THANKS in Advance [/size][color=#000044] lots of HUGs and KISSEs from QUEENLIZ.... [/color] |
[size=30pt]Wonderful readerz, Pls come monday, Kindly Vote KINGinVAHALA 4 Mr NL 2016. He's cute. Contd..[/size] [b][color=#000066]Trying to be a bit more polite, I tell the broad woman, "Maam, I ran outside to see what was going on, when those two attacked me. Why don’t you ask them?” “I did, this morning,” she tells me, and I blink at her. “I’m Special Agent Forbes, in charge of finding the siblings that have been traveling across the country, frying people to a crisp. This morning, we caught them in the Arizona desert, hundreds of miles from here. The sick perverts were forking in the desert.” She shakes herself in disgust, but her attitude doesn’t bother me. She doesn’t strike me as the type of woman to enjoy anything. She picks up a folder and her desk, and looks through it for a moment. “When we questioned them, they told us that they were on a holy mission to cleanse the world of demon infested souls, and that you had somehow blocked their God-given powers, and turned them to temptation.” She folds her massive hands in front of her, and fixes me with a piercing stare. It’s only then that I notice her eyes are two different colors. The right one is an ice-cold blue, while the left one is a dark brown, bordering on black. I have no doubt that many perps have broken under that mismatched gaze. “As I’m sure you can guess, we’re very interested in talking to you. We already have one of your victims in lockup.” She states this last part almost as if it’s a second thought, but I have no idea who she’s talking about. She must correctly recognize the look on my face, as she goes ahead and confuses me even more. “I hate men who lord their power over women, Mr. Smith, and you look like the type of tough guy to do just that. Like that doe-eyed gal in the lobby. Do you beat her up every night, unless she obeys you?” “What? No!” I reply, shocked at the accusation. I know she’s trying to throw me off balance and see if something shakes loose, but I hate the mere thought of violence against a woman. “I’ve seen many women like her. Always following her man around, afraid to be too far away, lest he beat her for not being available at his every beck and call,” she continues as if I hadn’t spoken. “Now I know some poor fool women prefer to live like that, but when you molest a woman, leave her pregnant, and beat her. . . Well, I just won’t tolerate that.” What the hell is she talking about? I know Tina hasn’t been spreading any lies, and while I can see how it might look like Tina was a simpering slave, she is anything but! “Ha!” she nearly spits at me. “You’re so arrogant, that you’ve already forgotten about the poor woman you mistreated.” She stands, and grips my shoulder painfully. “Why don’t we go back and visit her?” Forbes literally picks me up with her grip on my shoulder, and I’m left with the choice of being dragged, or walking. Walking seems more dignified. ‘Do you need us to come get you?’ I know the question is from Loveth. ‘No, I need to clear my name, and get this straightened out.’ Forbes takes me back to a group of cells, and points to someone cowering in the corner. At first I think it’s a guy, until I notice that there are only women in the cell. The hair is short, and the clothes ragged. “There,” Agent Forbes shoves me at the bars, and the girl looks up, then turns around terror. If she had a voice, she would have screamed. I recognize her. . . Or him. . . Or, well, I’m still trying to figure that out. Lydia Scott as I now think of her, the person who had once been Dan Peters, cowers in fear in her cell. “Look what you did to that poor woman,” Forbes growls behind me, and I feel my temper slipping. “Dan,” I say through clenched teeth, “What lies did you spread this time?” She only continues to cower, not answering. Forbe’s grip on my shoulder tightens, and I know I’m in trouble. This has to look really bad, from the agent’s point-of-view. “Listen,” I tell the large woman, “I don’t know what he, or I mean she, told you, but she is a known liar. She raped the girl out there—“ I point to the lobby, “—numerous times, and I saved Tina from that monster in there. If he, er, she is pregnant, you’ll find that it’s not mine!” I look between the two for a moment, then ask, “Why is she in there, anyway?” “She was caught shoplifting. She wrote down her story while we booked her. You want me to believe that that weak little thing raped another woman?” Forbes asks incredulously. “Go ask Tina for yourself,” I tell the agent. She gives me a queer look, then drags me back out to her desk. Depositing me forcefully in the seat, she storms out to the lobby. Damn Dan and his damned lying. I’d thought I’d taken care of him before, but apparently I’d let her off easy. I’d taken away her voice, apparently she’d gotten pregnant from her own cum when she’d been a man, and still he was trying to get at me. Then I curse myself for the Dan Peters now Lydia Scott the fool. T.b.c. [/b][/color] |
KINGinVAHALA:sure... Really cool to have yhu back.... |
KINGinVAHALA:yhu are highly welcomed.......... Buh are yhu back in the race? |
KINGinVAHALA:ok... Buh with your signature and that post yhu had me mentioned, does that means yhu are still competing? |


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