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RANDY ANDY
By Simisola Sowole©
*This story is a fiction based on sex and murder. For previous episodes click on https://m.facebook.com/NovelBySimi/ Kindly follow the page too. Like, comment and share. Ff on I.G @burnt_dodo Sc @simishine1*

Episode 6
Nine minutes of pleasure
Led to the loss of a treasure
Her moans were transformed
Into gasps of breath
Her tongue which circled my mouth
Were forever shut within
Her eyes which pierced mine
Were closed tightly
How I caressed her
Was how he embalmed her
Her warm lips
Became cold and pale
Nine minutes of pleasure
Made me lose a wonderful creature.

I opened the lid of the milk tin quietly. I was feeling like a zombie. The night before, I had had a terrible dream about Temitope. I didn’t eat the next morning and kept on looking at the text. I decided not to call her. She was going to be fine as Bode had assured, I believed. I finally had sandwich and sat with Zain my half sister. She was a frail looking girl and barely talked. My father had gotten married few years after my mum’s death. My stepmother was very nice to myself and my elder sister. Her daughter Zainab who I referred to as Zain, stayed with us. I offered the little girl my sandwich.
“Thank you. “She rejected politely.
I wasn’t bothered and ate silently. I dialled Nicole’s line.
“Hey Nic! Can you come over today? “ I requested. She also turned me down. I cut the call sadly. I needed company and Zain was the last person on my mind. I walked to the kitchen to drop the plate when I saw Aishat cooking.
“Hi Ayisa Aishat.” I greeted dryly. I was fed up with the silent treatment.
“Hi sir.” She replied formally.
I shook my head in pity and walked towards her. I placed my hand on her shoulder gently and she jumped in fear.
“Do I look like a murderer?” I asked in anger. I was irritated.
“I’m sorry.” She apologized.
I walked to my room in anger. I was getting paranoid. I decided to call a friend and Enoh came to my mind. The last time I had seen her was a year ago. Enoh was my crush in faculty and I couldn’t stop thinking ago our ordeal. She was exceptional and for a moment, I really wanted to date her. Enoh and I had unprotected sex and she was the first before Temitope. I dialled her number with the hopes of getting a visit.
“Hello Enoh, it’s Andy.” I greeted.
“Andy! Small but mighty!” She hailed.
“So babe it’s been long. Where are you right now? “ I requested.
“I’m at this hotel dear. Expecting one guy like that. How are you?” She asked.
My heart fell. The reason I never asked Enoh out was because she was a call girl. I realized weeks after our intimacy. Enoh was also too sophisticated. Her makeup could make heads spin, her clothes were too expensive. She was too sophisticated and I feared I couldn’t live up to her standard. She was not just into perfume sale but into sex trade. I was disappointed because she was just too beautiful. Some things couldn’t be explained. After a short chat, I ended the call and rested on my bed.
* * * *
My Dad sat down quietly and had a sober look on his face. I moved to where he sat and watched him. He finally looked up at me and I could see lines on his forehead.
What’s the matter?” I asked eagerly.
“Remember Temitope? You know her obviously. And Collins had lots of plan for that girl being his only daughter. He was going to surprise her by taking her to London for her masters after the university. I really have to visit him. He’s not in the best of mind.” My father explained.
I was lost. I didn’t understand what was happening.
“Is she alright? “ I asked in fear.
“I wish she was, son. I wonder how her mother will take the news. After the divorce and everything and finally having access to his daughter, this happened. Why do bad things happen to good people?” He asked with sadness in his voice.
I was visibly shaking. I didn’t know what to say. My palms were sweaty. My voice was caught in my throat.
“Temitope died this morning.” My father finally revealed.

RANDY ANDY

By Simisola Sowole ©
*This story is a fiction based on sex and murder.

EPISODE FIVE
Enoh was drunk to the core. She danced around me crazily then sat on my legs. Enoh was the type of girl I knew I could never get but I was in love with her. She was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. I had innocently invited her to a birthday party and she obliged. I didn’t expect her to be the crazy type. She drank like no girl I’ve ever met. I thought she was the mummy girl’s type. She began to whine slowly on my legs and I got stares from people. They were obviously envying me. Getting such a beautiful and well endowed girl to whine on your legs in a party was not too easy. I took advantage of that moment and grabbed her with smiles on my face.
“Let’s lodge in an hotel” She whispered on my ears.
I didn’t have enough money but I couldn’t miss that opportunity. We both lodged into a nearby hotel.
“Make love to me.” Enoh commanded.
I felt like my brain was formatted. Having Enoh alone in a room was never imagined by me. She came closer to me and placed her wet lips on mine. They were warm and soft. I grabbed her backside and reciprocated. Our lips were locked and my tongue was having an adventure in her mouth. I bit her soft lips lightly as we kissed and was intrigued by how good she was. We stood close to the bed. Her smell was flowery. Enoh was keen with perfumes and also sold them. I kissed her warm neck and unzipped her top. Her skin was glowing under the light. That was reality, Enoh was getting undressed by me, Andy Nwachukwu. She looked perfect, no scratch, no spot, nothing. Her bare bosom was right in my face. Her nipples were erect and her small breasts were round and firm. I buried my head in them and placed one in my open mouth. I rotated my tongue around her nipple and sucked on it with so much energy. Her flowery smell filled the room. I moved to the other breast and began to suck on it too. Her moan was soft and had a great effect on me.
I kissed her navel softly and my hands were still rubbing her breasts tenderly. I sniffed her and didn’t feel like stopping. How could someone smell this good? I thought. I pulled my shirt off and tried pulling her jeans. They were too tight. She pulled them off herself and went on her knees. My penis found its way in her warm mouth. She jerked on it and sucked it vigorously. I felt like I was in another world. I tried not to release too early. Her mouth was doing wonders when I decided to stop her. I placed her on the bed again and moved my head to her thighs. Her pant was on. I used my teeth to take them off. That was one of my many talents. I placed my mouth on her groin when a funny smell hit me. It wasn’t bad neither was it good. It was just funny. I shook my mind off the smell, I was going to have dinner tonight. I placed my wet tongue on her clits and licked it passionately. My middle finger was already inside her and my tongue was going up and down. She tasted good. I badly wanted to penetrate. I changed position and placed my penis inside. Her moan got louder. I started slow but got faster. She was very energetic. I was lost in the moment and released in her. That was the first time it ever happened. I thought I could try the withdrawal method. It went terrible.
* * *
Enoh never got pregnant and I wondered why Temitope did. I wondered why hers was different. Enoh and I became friends after and never mentioned our escapade. I stared at Temitope’s text blankly and didn’t know if I should call her. I thought I would be happy. I texted Nicole and Bode, informing them of the miscarriage. I forced myself to sleep that night and had a very horrific dream.
“ Randy Andy, and how many girls were they?” Temi asked with a smirk.
“You are the first.” I replied sharply.
She moved closer to me and I saw how dull her eyes were. Her body looked pale. Her lips were cracked and her hair was rough. She wore a brown dress which looked old and worn out. She sat on my legs and got up instantly. There was blood on my legs.
“I think I lost the baby.” She said shockingly. She looked at me closely and pouted. “Do you have a hand in this?” She asked.
Blood dripped from her legs and it started rushing like a tap. Blood was everywhere. Temitope began crying and so was the sound of a baby. Their cries were loud and deafening. I woke up from sleep quickly. I was in fear. I quickly turned on the light. I was afraid.

RANDY ANDY
By Simisola Sowole©

*This story is based on Sex and Murder. I hope you enjoy.

Episode 4
I kept saying short prayers during my sleep. I wondered if God will answer them because I knew it was not exactly the kind of prayer expected. I prayed for Temi to take her drink and have a miscarriage. I wanted everything to be over. The next morning, my dad and step mum left for work. I was home with Ayisa. Things were awkward between us. There was a knock on the door. I froze instantly and rehearsed how I was going to receive Temitope.
“Hey dear!” I greeted warmly. She hugged me and I could smell pineapple.
“Tell me you smell something nice! ”She urged.
“And I actually do.” I admitted.
“Got this lovely perfume in a store nearby. I am so tired. Carrying a baby is so fucking hard.” She emphasized.
I merely smiled. She sat down on the sofa and placed her legs on the centre table. Temitope sometimes lacked manners.
“I am very hungry. Can I get malt or something? “ She requested.
My face lit up. I walked quickly to the kitchen and took a bottle of malt from the fridge. The drugs were in my hand. My palms were already wet from anxiety. I placed them rapidly into the malt and watched them dissolve. God help me, I whispered. I walked to the sitting room and served her.
Temitope drank the malt quickly. She was really tired. I was rejoicing in my heart. It was finally over.
“Andy, can I confess? “ She asked.
My heart skipped a beat. Was this all a prank, had she played me all along? I thought. I looked at her intensely and nodded.
“I know after the sex, it was nothing to you. I know you saw it as just a fling but Andy, I feel a lot for you. And sometimes I want to tell you how much I admire you but I know you don’t feel the same for me. I know you’d think I’m trapping you with a child. Andy, no, I am not. I’m not asking for a relationship. I just want to let you know how I feel. I’m sorry things turned out this way.
“We have to think of what to tell our parents. They r good friends, especially my dad and yours. They will be mad at us but life goes on. I’m not being greedy. This child affects me too, my education, everything. I once committed abortion and I was told if I try it again, I’d die or lose my womb. It was bloody. Please try and understand me. “ She explained.
I felt terrible for my actions. I tried to understand her point but I wasn’t ready to be a father either. After Temi left, I called Bode.
“I feel this would turn out badly. She came over yesterday. I gave her the drugs. Bode, I’m Scared. What if...” I began.
“I thought you were hard core. Nothing can happen, she’d just bleed and that’s all. Stop getting scared can you?” He assured, but this time, he was more serious.
I decided to put my trust in him. I moved on like nothing happened. I decided to be more active and worry less. I also noticed Nicole and Bode’s closeness. I felt betrayed again. I liked Nicole and it hurt me to realize she was having regular sex with Bode.

* * * *
“I think I lost the baby.” Temi texted me. I felt like that was my most happy day. I didn’t know events would take an opposite direction. I didn’t know that was the last I’d hear from her. I didn’t know that was the beginning of my doom.
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RANDY ANDY

By Simisola Sowole©


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Episode 3
“Andy, I think I’m pregnant. “ Temitope said on the phone.
“No. You are Temitope.”I replied sarcastically.
“Andy! The drugs didn’t work. I’m fucking pregnant here! I do not know what to do at all.” She cried.
I froze that minute and my heart began to pound. Temitope mustn’t be joking with me, I thought. Nicole sat opposite me looking confused. “What’s wrong? “She mouthed.
“When did you notice this?” I asked soberly.
“Last week. I’m getting bigger. Missed my period, been weak, and stomach is bulging. We had sex about three months ago. Didn’t see my period since then. I’m so sure I’m pregnant. “ She informed.
I got defensive immediately. “You know what to do. It’s not my fault entirely. If you need money for the shit, I’ll send it to you. “I offered.
Nicole stood up and came closer to me. I ended the call abruptly and placed my hands on my head.
“I’m dead.” I said quietly.
“Seems you got yourself in trouble. “She observed.
“A girl just called saying she is pregnant. “ I informed.
Nicole covered her mouth in shock. I didn’t know what to do that moment. Aishat walked in with a tray of fruit juice. She dropped it on the table and walked away.
“She promised she wouldn’t get pregnant. She made me believe. Nicole I’m trying to set my life. I’m trying to get my project done in no time. It was just a fling. A freaking fling.” I explained shaking.
Nicole ran her fingers through her hair. I could tell she was worried herself. My phone rang again.
“Andy, I can’t abort. I’ve promised myself not to ever try it. It’s too risky. I almost died the first time. I’m sorry. I just have to have this child. Our parents will understand. We both need to see and discuss. This isn’t a phone matter. Don’t expect me to change my mind about aborting. “ Temitope said in a dry tone.
I got disturbed and couldn’t think straight. I decided to call Bode, my best friend. He sounded very casual on the phone.
“Don’t panic. This isn’t anything new dude. Just invite her for dinner or something. She dey do yanga for you, dey form boss. Talk to her sweetly. Give her like 60k and she will just flush it. Isn’t It girls? “ He assured.
“I think you should follow Bode’s Advice. Andy, you don’t need a child now. You’re still too young you know. “ Nicole advised. I totally agreed with her. Temitope was a real family friend. This was harder to do.
We sat opposite each other in the beautiful restaurant. “You look flawless. “I complimented. She smiled brightly.
“I’m so glad you are considerate enough. I understand you are still schooling and under your parents but I’m not asking for marriage. Just want us to be adults about this and have the baby. We will be good parents.” She emphasized.
I simply nodded and swallowed hard. I was almost choking. I began to notice her flaws. I noticed her large forehead, her rough face, her bushy brows and her dry lips. This was someone I died to be intimate with, someone I viewed as a beauty queen. Though, I loved her breasts more. They still looked attractive and indeed, they were bigger.
“I will like to offer you some amount of money to take care of yourself and things you need. Temi, I’m sincerely not ready for a child please.” I begged. She was infuriated.
“Andy, we are having this baby. I already told my boyfriend too. Tell your girlfriend you are expecting a child too. Good bye.” She said and walked away. I felt weak and sick. This was just a nightmare, I thought.
* * * *
“She’s being stubborn. I’ve experienced this before. Andy, be smart. I’ll get you some drugs. Invite her over again. Put it in her drink or something . She’d bleed after a while. That’s all. Trust me guy!” Bode assured again. Nicole sat quietly and watched us.
“ I don’t like the idea. Drugging her isn’t good. What if something goes wrong? Think of it.” She argued.
I was very confused and agitated. I wanted to go with Bode’s plan. He was more experienced. Bode and I had been friends for over 5years.
“So Andy, this is the Nicole. She’s pretty though. Babe, this is hundred percent safe. Don’t worry about any negative stuff. It’s nothing at all.” He explained to her holding her hands. I didn’t like the fact that Bode was a womanizer. Nicole took her hands off and hissed. She looked really stressed. I felt pity for her.
I prepared for the day Temi was coming over. I stayed calm and cool. I decided not to panic. The drug was in my room, nothing could go wrong. It was going to work and I was going to be free, I thought.
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Randy Andy
By Simisola Sowole

Episode 2
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I looked out of the window blankly with my shirt around my shoulders. I was deep in thought. After the escapade with Temitope and the costly mistake, I wasn’t myself anymore. A knock came to my door and it was our family’s Cook Aishat. I turned to her and saw her hold a flask with a bottle of water. “Mummy said I should give you.” She said in a low voice. I waved her off. I didn’t want to see her, she disgusted me. “Andy, are you angry with me? “ She asked. “As far as I’m concerned, you are a common cook to me and nothing more. Now can you leave me alone?” I ordered. She looked down sadly, dropped the flask and left. “Bitch.” I said under my breath.
I had caught Aishat with my best friend in his room. I had earlier bragged about how we had regular sex to Bode and he had desired to do the same to her. It wasn’t as if I was in love with her but I found it disrespectful. She had been sneaking out to his house and having countless sex with him till I caught them. I opened the flask and ate little from the couscous. I had lost my appetite. I fell asleep and decided to call Temi when I woke up.
“Hey sweet! “ I greeted.
“Andy, I really am grateful for today. You were amazing. I’m looking forward to another day. My parents will be out for two days, just me and you all alone. “ She informed excitedly. I gave a weak smile. I was bothered.
“Temi, are you sure you can’t get pregnant? “ I questioned.
“I can’t. I’m not a kid in this at all.” She boasted. I felt calm.
* * * *
I sat in the living room with Nicole who was blabbing on and on about her lashes and how she felt it wasn’t long enough. Nicole was my course mate and sometimes, she came over. She had just recovered from a heart break and wanted to chill with me. I was looking at her lips as she talked so fast. I encouraged her to be a rapper but she always took it as a joke.
“What do you have to say about that? “ She finally said with her hands in akimbo.
“Erm.. I want to kiss your lips so hard, they’ll look like you had lips enlargement. “ I said truthfully.
“You weren’t even listening!” She exclaimed and hit me on the legs.
I winked at her. “I know you want what’s between them.” I told pointing to my legs.
Nicole bit her thumb and grinned. She was my naughty friend and I’d missed her in action. Since she got into a relationship, we never were intimate. It wasn’t so easy. Nicole was very beautiful with tiny lips and Chinese eyes. Her hair was very long and she always packed it in a bun. She had very small size of breasts, it could pass as a chest. I always teased her about it. Nicole’s major turning point was her backside. They were very large and soft. God never created anything halfway. I locked the door and walked to where she sat.
“I miss you Andy.” She confessed and hugged me tightly. We both fell on the ground and I placed my hands on her butt. I began to kiss her softly, from her forehead to her lips. They fell apart slowly as I placed mine on them. I bit her lower lip and sucked it. My tongue danced around her mouth and hit hers gently. I wanted to do a lot to her. I bit her upper lip and felt like not letting go. Nicole’s lips were the most succulent I’d Seen so far. Those lips could do a lot; the mouth in general.
Nicole’s mouth enveloped my dick. She held it between her hands and spat on it. Nicole always made a mess. She placed it inside her mouth and almost covered it all. Her deep throat game was a hundred percent. She juggled the balls like she never owned toys as a child. My soul was in another planet as I made funny sounds. She began to shook it hard and placed it in her mouth again. I was in cloud 9. I just wished she had enough breasts to slide it between them. Then my phone rang. I wished I hadn’t seen the caller. I wished I hadn’t even paid attention to the call. I wished I hadn’t met her at all. And I wished I didn’t do what I did.
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Randy Andy

By Simisola Sowole

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Chapter 1
I sat down in their well furnished sitting room watching Temitope struggle with the recorder. “I swear! I know how to play it well! “ She argued. I gave a smirk and nodded. Temilade was my father’s best friend’s daughter and funny enough, we had never met till then. She was living with her mother in a different state. Her parents were divorced. Her smile brightened up my soul and had this effect on me. She was a very lively girl and aside that, she had perfect boobs. Yes, I was also sexually attracted to her and She knew it.
“Andy! Stop staring at my chest, can you?” She commanded. I smiled at her revealing my dimples. “You’re Such a beautiful boy.” She complimented.
“The recorder is also beautiful. “ I commented. “And you play it well.”I added.
“Thank you!” She said sweetly and dropped the recorder. Her face fell.
“I wonder how you handle it. Isn’t it quite big and you put that in your mouth? Talented. “ I said with a wink.
“Andy! “ She exclaimed.
I moved closer to her and placed my hand on her chin. I longed for that moment. She shifted uncomfortably. “Andy, my brother is home.” She complained. I grinned at her “He’s just two. He’s also just asleep. What can go wrong?” I asked. My lips came close to hers and surprisingly, she welcomed them. I bit her lower lip with so much passion in me. Our tongues flicked against each other and I was ready to explore every corner of her mouth. My hands moved to her chest, her natural endowment. I pressed them vigorously and my lips moved to them. She didn’t push me away as I feared but instead, she unbuttoned her shirt revealing them.
“Tope why are you so beautiful? “ I asked with gladness. In aggression, she pushed my head into them. She wasn’t wearing a bra, I had suspected earlier. I placed the first beauty in my opened mouth and sucked on the nipple gently. “Andy..Andy..”She moaned whilst rubbing my head.
Then I heard a footstep. A silent one.
* * *
I carried the little boy to his room and placed him on the bed. “Don’t sneak up like that, little man. Hey! Have this.” I said giving him a toy on the floor. He smiled innocently and began to play with it. “You’d be fine ,little man. I have unfinished business.”I informed and closed the door behind me.
Temitope sat down with her legs crossed and her expression was not too good. “What if he had seen us? What kind of a sister am I? “ She cried. I rubbed her head gently and gave her a kiss. “Don’t feel bad. He saw nothing and even if he did, he wont understand. “ I explained to her. She pushed me away angrily and picked up her recorder.
“Are you angry with me?” I asked her. She hissed loudly and walked to her room. I wasn’t done with her. It couldn’t end that way. It never did. I knocked on her door gently till she finally opened it. “Tope don’t be cross with me..” I began to apologize till she grabbed me roughly and placed her lips on mine. The way she kissed was aggressive. Reminded me of my P.H.E teacher. I responded with more aggression and held her slim waist. I carried her by placing her legs around mine and moved towards her bed. I looked at her for a second and I saw desperation in her eyes. She had always wanted me. I felt like a pro.
I kissed her ears and moved to her neck and the collar bones. She had beautiful collar bones and I placed my lips on them. My hands were exploring her soft breasts as they pressed them generously. I wasn’t in a hurry. I unbuttoned her shirt slowly and placed my tongue on her hardened nipples. She had goose bumps around her body. I sucked on the first with so much delicacy and bit it tenderly. I moved to the second and did the same, but this time, I bit harder. “Andy!” She moaned. My right hand had gone below while my tongue was doing a different job on her nipples. I pulled down her skirt with ease as she assisted by kicking it off. My left hand was rubbing her breasts while the right was on her thighs. She had no pants on too. What a naughty girl. I slid my hand in her crotch. And I realized she was already wet. My index finger went into her region and I began to slide in and out. “Andy, please go in.” She pleaded. I placed my tongue on her navel and kissed it. My finger was still sliding in and out and it felt like it was in a bucket of water. I kissed her lips again with passion. She had pulled down my shorts and briefs. I was hard like a rock.
I felt my heart beat faster and the veins on my dick were bulging. I was going to take my time. When she couldn’t take the suspense anymore, she held my dick and tried putting it in. “No sugar, wait.” I whispered whilst setting it free from her grip. It was one of the hardest things. I finally went into her and the expression on her face was priceless. I was going deeper and deeper and my mind travelled to the time I spent Christmas with my aunt and how I dug my finger into the ice-cream bowl. But this time, it was Temitope and it wasn’t my finger. I held her waist and began going into her with the rush of adrenaline. Her moaning was loud and I had to cover her mouth. I turned her to the other side and kept on going in. She held onto my back and I felt sharp pains. She reminded me of my house’s Cook. Marianne could scratch and bite. I was so much in the moment that I released in her. It was too late when I withdrew.
“Andy!” She screamed when she noticed. Everything had been bleeped up. I realized I wasn’t a pro in unprotected sex. “Everything will be fine.” She assured and sat beside me. She took her bag and brought out a pill from it. “I’ll be okay. It isn’t the first time.” She added. I nodded and went to the bathroom. I looked at my face in the mirror and remembered when my cousin complained about the hike in price of Pampers. I wasn’t ready to start complaining too. Well, she could handle it, I thought.

LOL we getting there,we dont even make petrol ourselves, dont worry ehn

Yes,what's your ideal age gap for a relationship!

Y'all talk too much here does age actually matter?

Most definitely,as a girl,qhwn you sleep with a guy,you would wanna keep him so you dont turn to the one that sleeps around,that's why.

By the way how much did you get the syinix blender?and have you used it at all??I need a new and durable blender at home

how do one even know whether the calling is real or not,people talk rubbish sometimes tho

I would be taking us around our relationship with money,and how to be in a better financial position.

First of all,how well do you about know your financial status?and how well do you plan for yourself ?

A lot of people spend recklessly,by buying what they don't need,by shopping with their rich friends that makes them shop like them,by doing things they can afford but would take them 3years to replenish that money,e.g buying a first class ticket of a plane.

Sometimes we should get what we "need" not what we "want",let's be really sensitive of the way we spend our money,it's good to buy stuffs for yourself because you work but what about planning?

Last week,my friend did her wedding,and her aso ebi costs 180k,and they wouldn't even give you food at the party if you don't buy the cloth,I just sent her gifts and that's all,I couldn't possibly waste 180k on an asoebi,because I know about my financial position.I'm not being stingy,I just know about my financial position, and I can't afford to waste 180 on clothes that I mightn't put on again.

Secondly,Who do you walk with?

Quote me,if you walk with people that all they talk about is " doom" your life cannot have a change at all,if you need a change,you need to be positive with what you say and think,you need to profess good things into your life not about saying "ahh,in this buhari period",although there's a recession now but what about setting a pace for your mindset?what about seeing thing differently to have an edge over your peers?.

Thirdly:What do you invest your money on?

What do you really put your money on?are they clothes,jewelries,shoes,gadgets?that would fade off soon and you would want the newest version?What about investing on lands,real estates,and so many other business that wouldn't depreciate in years to come.
Things you invest your money on now will tell in years to come,invest wisely!No one is too small to invest.

Fourthly:Do you have a side hustle?

Side hustle in the sense that,a job that gives you extra income than your normal 9-5 job.No employer can pay you to your satisfaction you need a side hustle that wouldn't disturb your real job,so you won't lose in two different spots.

Fifth and The last Point Would Be: Be a giver,one of the greatest thing my boss taught me is to give,you would never lack.


I hope all these points help.

Culled From: Http://palmchatnow

Lalasticlala obinoscopy ishilove dominique

I pray not to be a victim of rape,Amen

royalvalentine19:
abeg o. No e-lynch me..

And something tells me you are the victim.

royalvalentine19:
bad character,Okay i got the story.. You met me in a good mood, i would have ...

you would have insulted me and I would do the same..so what's there??nigga shift before I e-lynch you..TF

polariss:
If this is not one of those Facebook "funny write ups" for cheap likes..then

Hang the mortherfucker by the balls.

he's just joking,read the whole screenshot nau..who jokes wii rape issue??like TF

royalvalentine19:
did he rape you?
I can't view the pic

get a good phone and a data bundle and stop asking me stupid questions.

Modified

Cutehector:
Cooking is fun... esp when it's done with a friend or two

yeah right,esp when the soup is rich too oh mehnn

TrapQueen77:




I wanna learn how to cook some authentic Nigerian food...maybe with very little chillies or no chili at all kind of food

haha I can teach you tho

This are interesting tips that i will be sharing,and i fot them in the "food" group on palmchat,and its reallt helpful as people commented on my facebook post,i hope it helps you though.

Everyone wants to become better in any skill they have. Cooking is no exception. Even if you think you are hopeless in the kitchen; like everything else, practice and increasing your knowledge makes perfect. Just relax and pretend that you are playing with the ingredients and you will realize that cooking is not such a daunting task. The following are All Nigerian Food Recipes' top 10 tips to becoming a better cook.

1. Add to what you know

Constantly increasing your knowledge of cooking is important because you already know the basics of cooking and you are interested in improving your skills. Search for recipes on the web and in cookery books, read them through even if it is a recipe for a meal you think you have perfected. With Nigerian food recipes, and any other world recipe, there are often many ways to cook a meal and achieve the same results. So there's always something new to learn.

When you eat a familiar meal and you notice an improvement in the taste, it is good to ask the cook what he/she did to achieve that.

2. Timing

This is one of the top tips of how to become a better cook because you may know all the ingredients you need, spend a lot of money on premium ingredients but get the timing wrong and all the money and time spent goes to nothing. Knowing the right time to add certain ingredients goes a long way to making your food taste better.

3. Organisation

Some things need to be done before you even light up the stove for example; you can take your time and cut up every vegetable that needs to be chopped, place them in separate bowls and set aside. This is so that once it is time to add these, it will be a matter of putting them into the pot rather than hurriedly washing and cutting them up just before you add them.

4. Attention to detail

Watch out for how your cooking can benefit from low, medium or high heat. Sometimes, you need high heat to get that white rice to dry quicker as medium heat will cause it to become soggy.

5. Have the basic tools you need

Something as basic as a chopping board is essential in the kitchen. It will help you cut the carrots or green bell pepper better as opposed to doing these without. It may be worth investing in that expensive blender because it gives you the best tomato puree etc.

6. Plan Ahead

It is a good idea to plan what you want to cook well ahead of time. This is so that you can be sure to buy all the necessary ingredients for preparing the recipe.

7. Choose your time carefully

It is best to cook when you are sure you will have minimal distraction. Do not plan to cook when your favourite TV programme is on air or on a day you brought some work home. The less you are distracted from your cooking, the better attention you will pay to the preparation of the meal. This way, there will be no burnt/overcooked meals later!

8. Give yourself plenty of time

Always give yourself plenty of time to cook your chosen recipe. With practice, you can estimate the time it will take to cook, say, a pot of fried rice before it is meal time. This way, you will not need to rush through your cooking. Also, if you invited friends over for a meal, you do not want to be dashing to and from the kitchen when you should be talking with your visitors.

9. Be adventurous in the kitchen

Feel free to throw a few vegetables in the frying pan to make your very own gravy. You can start by using your favourite vegetables, then eliminate and substitute later if you feel that some of them do not fit in the mix due to their taste or texture. Soon, you will be wowing your friends and family with a recipe that started as a concoction! Remember, it is your kitchen so play with the ingredients as much as you want.

10. Often does it

Practice, they say, makes perfect. The more often you cook, the more you learn new and better ways of the art of cooking. The frequency of cooking also boosts your confidence in the kitchen. Let's say you cook Jollof Rice every weekend, you will be perfecting on the different stages of the cooking such as parboiling the rice more than if you cook it only once every 2 months.

We hope that at least one of the above tips will help you in your quest to become a better cook. Happy Cooking!

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