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[quote author=GARRI (x7)]99% of roads?? ??

Oga Please for the sake of ur children, don't ever tell this kind of stupid lie again..

Thanks & God bless[/quote]oga...before u say its a lie...why dont u tell me how many roads we have in lagos and do the percentage calculation? dats wen ur post will make sense...otherwise...it sounds like a beer parlour vituperation!

dareyking: Damaging bus will nt change da law buh rather stifen it.. There ar no improvemnt witout sacrifices so this i path 4 da mega city dream afta all if he did nt do it y'all wil cari u roten mouth and start complainin.., [color=#770077][/color]

e no go beta for mega city! wat purpose does a mega city serve wen inhabited by paupers and people who cannot feed...this mega city u speak about is to be built by these okada pple's taxes remember? maybe u ll be happy wen u see mega robbers...mssshhheeew!

[quote author=Osiris.211]Is there Okada in Rivers State?

How about you take your Okada to Abuja?

By your logic these ediots should be allowed to cause nuisance, right?

Look, we are cleansing Lagos and we are getting rid of these parasites. If you can't stay here, then move bag to your village. Lobatan![/quote]@ osiris... no harm intended...no insult meant buh rather than call a fellow human being tryin to make a legitimate living a parasite...i ll advise u dignifiedly just shut the fark up!

some pple just spit out offensive odour in the name of free speech...since u support them 'cleaning up'...why dont we also clean up d cars too...ode!

[quote author=GARRI (x7)]These Okada guys are going too far, shows that they're mostly miscreants and lack organization. Their actions will make most persons stop sympathizing with them. Protesting is fine, but destroying government property meant 4 D masses will only attract stiffer sanctions..

Afterall, they were ONLY TOLD NOT TO PLY SOME MAJOR ROADS....[/quote]The "some major' roads u r refering to actually number 475....aint u even surprised we have up to dt number of roads in Lagos? in other words...they ve been banned from 99% of roads in Lagos Dum Dum!

evryone keeps sayin tins like is it lagos alone dat banned okadas? do u tink @ all? wats d population of lagos to those oda states? lag is the most populous by miles! and the only reason we had thousands of okadas in Lag was cos there was 'demand' for it...before banning the okadas...did fashola give these 'demand' an alternative supply? absolutely not!

our govt in this part of the world just believes in the emperor type of actions...is banning the easiest way to solve the problem...cant they 'regulate' them? cant they give dem uniforms and ensure they re registered? or even do wat is done in Cotonou by creating a small lane for them? dat is wat u do to create solutions...not just sign some military styled law into effect...go to the bustops now...u ll see crowds waiting endlessly for transport...wat bout the danger they ll face wen they wait there till it is late? or have you not also noticed the increased traffic occassion by pple who wud take bikes having to bring out their cars to the road?


Fashola is elitist! check out his increase of lasu fees, dislocating makoko residents, tolling of lekki and now the okada ish....tells u a lot bout hoew he cares bout the pple...voted for this guy...2015...out ACN!

just like i predicted, what the Lagos Stae Govt failed o understand is dt d impact of the law would be more than it imagined...was in slere over the weekend and there was no single okada...on enquiry i was told dt d policemen werearresting even okada men that had helmets and were legally covered by the law...so the okada men felt the law was that they shudnt operate @ all...we were close to hundred @ the bstop...i couldnt drive cos i couldnt get fuel...

in one word...this is senseless!

This is shameful! i voted fashola but the guy has lost focus totally. i actually wrote a lot of articlers in the dailies on this law. you can read one here- http://financialangle.com/2012/08/10/the-new-traffic-law-in-lagos/

I am a lawyer too by the way. i hear the arguments for going harsh on okadas and i laugh...i hear they re responsible for accidents, i hear they account for 20 percent of crimes. Then i ask...what about the cars dt are involved in accidents or the 80 percent of crimes traceable to cars...do we also ban cars? or ban knives cos they can be used to kill? or ban guns cos its also used by armed robbers? and for those of you saying its compliance they want...wat manner of compliance do u want wen u say no okada must ply any bridge in Lagos? the law in itself is thoughtless and a poor piece of legislation.

When you have one of the poorest and uneducated peoples in the world and u impooverise dem further by this...beware pple...boko haramism is coming to a cinema near you...

Senseless idiots! you sit in Alausa and make laws that make u look like uy know wat u re doing. why hav they not arrested landlords that flout the tenancy law by chargin more than a year's rent? you know why? no revenue is expected from it... and y'all saying its good to do this to okada riders...pls read the traffic law and realise you also mite be goin to jail for 3 yrs for riding a bike without helmet...our governor has gone mad!

it will make sense if you put the prices. i need a mini flat or two bedroom flat in this area

since our guy wont finish the story...i took liberty to help him finish it....y'all should thank me later...here goes...


Trembling and shivering underneath….i summoned the last shreds of courage I had and blurted out….”Jim…no need for us to go overboard…we can be adults here…like I told you…I feel sick but if you want me soo bad…we can discuss it maturely”.
With a renewed confidence of a guy knowing he is in control and now control the shots, Jim looked at me and with a mean and cold expression said;
“Nancy… the minute u stood up to leave me…the time for adult discussion was over. I spoke to you like an adult but you…er…what’s the word now…yea... went “overboard” by leaving me here…you have a minute to choose one of the options I gave you…”
If I was scared before…now I was exasperated…in a brief moment I thought about my mum and my family background and the sickening thought that I might be raped or even killed. Then I muttered. “Jim, what do u want from me?”
He looked at me again and said sluggishly…you have a body to die for…voluptuous, curvy and endowed…the type I fantasize about…I just wanna live my fantasies tonight...”
With renewed courage, I looked at him flatly and asked…”meaning?’
Like he didn’t hear me…he looked at his watch and told me… “One minute is over. I ll advice you be calm…if you behave yourself... You might just still smile home...” and with a warning look, he stared at me and said…if you misbehave…you might not even get home at all.”

I got the message and sat back in my chair expecting the worst. He signaled to his boys while he made a call. one of the huge guys…the same one who spoke to me earlier just whispered to me and said… ‘ma’am’, please follow us to the car. I froze…looked appealingly to Jim, who carefully avoided my gaze…I thought about screaming but remembered his warning and the fact that it was late already to go home, and I lost all courage to scream. And like a sheep being led to the slaughter, I followed them to the care. Then I entered and sat at the back end of the car while the two bodyguards sat outside the car. In 10 minutes, Jim was by my side whilst one of the bodyguards sat with the driver and the other sat with me and Jim at the back. With a grin, Jim told the driver…”let’s go”.

I kept mute. My mind had grown weary from thinking about all the potential scenarios that could be played out within the next few minutes or hours. Jim looked at me and said…”relax Nancy… you ll enjoy this.”.. if that was meant to calm me down, it obviously didn’t work and I just braced myself for the worst that might happen.
After driving for about 15 to 20 minutes, we got to one secluded area on the outskirts of the town and the car stopped. Without saying anything, the driver, bodyguard beside him and Jim got down…leaving me with only one of the bodyguards. After what appeared to be a brief discussion with ‘his boys’…Jim opened the car, whispered to me…’I took the liberty to decide which of the options you ll d want…” and went back to meet his boys from not far from where he was leaving the door open.…and either intentionally or accidentally, I saw a metallic object with the other bodyguard and I realized I had no choice…with the fight now out of me…I just sat quietly. The Bodyguard who had sat by me and had said nothing all these while, with one swoop movement held my legs and with the other hand held on to my neck, shoved me and made me lie flat with my face flat facing the car seat. I struggled and kicked. Gradually, perhaps due to my struggle or the bodyguard’s hands on le…my clothes had been torn and all I had was my panties. In the entire struggle, I could hear Jim and the other guys chuckling nearby. Before I could know what was going on, the guard’s hands hand shifted my panties, and without any warning…slammed the biggest cock I had ever felt inside of me. Without any form of lubrication and pre-intimacy I was as dry as a parched wood and the sudden penetration brought out from my throat a loud and painful scream. The scream perhaps was Jim’s cue to increase his chuckle to full-fledged laughter. My struggle increased whilst the guard’s grip on me tightened…then my screams started drying up and I started begging the guard to please release me. The guard, visibly turned on by my screams increased his tempo and gave me one of the roughest screws of my entire life…after like 5 minutes…he released…I silently prayed my ordeal was over.
Still holding me firm, and with my fight significantly reduced, the other bodyguard came over, widened my legs and lunged into me. I couldn’t scream anymore…in soft tones, I could only plead with Jim to release me.
If the first guard was rough, this other guard was a bull. Pounding and banging me from the back like he had been sex starved for years, I could perceive the odor of cigarette and cognac beneath his breathe… my pussy had become sore. I had to endure about 7 minutes of the animal’s torture before he released. Another 3 minutes with the driver and I was barely breathing.

At this point, I couldn’t move. I was so weak; I was only panting and praying to live through this. Jim started coming towards us while the guards till held on to me. Thinking he was to tell the guards to leave me and release me, I was obviously mistaken. Jim bent down…and whispered to me…”I initially wanted you to blow me…but I got a better fantasy”.
I couldn’t think. I didn’t even understand what that meant.
Jim went behind me while I braced myself for yet another tortuous ramming on my now over bruised vagina…
What happened next was easily the most shocking and painful experience I ever had…this time, both guards were holding me and Jim was visibly aroused. With all the force and energy he had, Jim pushed his extremely big dick in its full glory into my anus provoking the loudest scream out of my throat… I sounded like I was being butchered. With energy apparently injected by the pain of the penetration, I struggled and shook the bodyguards. Jim screamed “hold her firm! Hold the bitch…I wanna screw some lessons into her”...”
The driver joined the guards and pinned me down in a way I cud barely moved. I had never tried anal sex before. I had no lubrication and without any strength. It was the most painful experience in my life…Jim kept stoking into my arse like a horse and the paid was unbelievable. After some minutes, I cud barely breathe and I apparently must have passed out. When I woke up, I was basically naked, looked around and still dizzy, I saw some cash neatly folded by me, a sum I later discovered was about N10,000 with a note saying “next time, don’t try to play smart”. I tried to move and I could barely move. Luckily, it was not yet morning was about 5am…slowly and painfully, I dragged myself, covered with the remnants of my shredded clothes and `flagged a cab. The first cab slowed down, saw me and sped off. I got another cab…took it to my girlfriend’s place. After knocking for almost 10 minutes, she couldn’t believe her sight when she opened the door. I related all that happened to her, showered and when to bed. I said a silent prayer thanking God I survived the experience. Realizing I had endangered my life and not having achieved the purpose I initially set out to achieve…I cried bitterly to sleep thinking through a lesson so bitterly learnt.

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