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I slipped my arms around her to undo the back of her bra. The back strap was wide, but there were no fasteners there. Her breath tickled my neck when she said, “It hooks in the front.” In the space between her breasts there were probably six hook and eyes running vertically between her bra cups. I undid them until, with the last one, her breasts sagged down, but remained in the cups. I pulled the cups off her tits and they sagged down even more. I put a hand under each tit and lifted. Her breasts were soft and pliable, but large. It would have taken both hands to hold one of them, with some left over. The bra fell down, forgotten, on top of her blouse. “Have you ever had a white man touch your breasts?” I said as I hefted them and squeezed. “No.” “Have you ever had a white man suck on your nipples?” I said as I pulled her midnight black skin into my mouth and sucked. “Never,” she said with a catch in her voice. I should have noticed then, but I was too engrossed in what I was doing. There were other things on my mind and I was pointing upward and hard by this time. “Mmmmm,” she moaned as I licked and sucked and nibbled on each tit. Her areola crinkled up and her nipples became hard as I went from one to the other. The waist band of her skirt was held together by a button on her left side with a long zipper under it. My right hand easily opened the button and slid the zipper down. The skirt naturally stayed where it was until I encouraged it with a push from my hands. It pooled in a circle around her feet. She was close enough to me for my dick to span the distance between us. All I felt with the end of my dick was smooth skin which I thought must have been silky full size panties. As I rubbed her I expected to feel her granny panties waiting to be removed. All I felt was skin as I slowly glided my fingers from her waist to her hips and lower. I was starting to wonder if she was wearing any panties at all when I felt a string on each side. I looked down to see that my dick was rubbing her bare skin just below her navel and just above either the tinniest pair of large bikini panties or the largest pair of tiny bikini panties. They were maroon. It must have been the first time she wore them or it had been a long time since she wore them because her apparently untrimmed pubic hair poofed out on both sides, thick, curly, and black. “So you really did have a pair of bikini panties back in your room! I’m honored that I got to see them and with you in them.” She just grinned a big, toothy grin. “Have you ever had a white man take your panties off.” “No” “May I remove them?” “Yes. Please do.” There is no doubt that lust can close one’s ears as much as it can sometimes close one’s eyes. In this case I didn’t notice how she spoke, but I did notice that she looked better naked and made up than she did in her maid’s uniform. All I could hear were her positive and negative responses. All I wanted at that moment was to give and receive pleasure. I was hornier that night than I had been in a long time. I knelt before her and took the strings on each side of her panties between the thumb and first finger of each hand and, working them forward and back, I managed to lower them until her whole pubic region was exposed, but because her thighs naturally pressed together, they stuck in her crotch. It would have been possible to just rip them down, but instead I asked her to spread her legs a little more for me. She did so and, except for the gusset in the panties sticking to her wet pussy lips, I had no trouble lowering her bikinis to her feet where she slipped off her sandals and daintily stepped out of them. She stood before me as I sat back on my heels. I was once again mesmerized. She just smiled. To this day her image is burned into my memory. I continued to play the asking game. “Have you ever had a white man touch you?” I asked as I stood up and stepped close to her again. “No, never.” “May I touch you?” “Yes.” I placed my hands gently on her face, then moved them to her neck, her shoulders, her arms. The contrast of my light colored skin on her dark chocolate skin was striking. My hands moved inward to her breasts, my fingers caressed her nipples as my hands lifted and squeezed her tits again. She let out a soft sigh and leaned forward slightly into my hands. Her eyes fluttered, half closed. Her nipples became hard pebbles. Her back was soft as velvet with iron muscle beneath. I manipulated her muscles and she moaned how nice it felt. I leaned into her, my penis nestling upright into the crack of her ass, and whispered, “I give great back rubs. Maybe later.” I stepped back and ran my hands down to the small of her back, to her waist, then onto her fleshy derrière. It was as soft as all her skin was, but again, with iron muscle beneath. Soft, but oh, so nice to handle. She liked it. A lot! Her hips and butt swayed back and forth rhythmically as I rubbed, and then she pushed herself back toward me, clenching and relaxing her ass cheeks as I squeezed harder and harder. Her body was leaning forward enough by now that she rested her hands on the bed. I rubbed, she moaned. I kept rubbing. Always give a woman what she wants in the bedroom is my motto. But no matter how much she enjoys it, after a while you have to move on, so I stepped slightly to the side, leaving only one hand to rub her cheeks, and slid the other hand to her hanging breast. I pinched and squeezed and played with her breast and nipple while my other hand moved lower and lower until it was just touching her pubic hair from behind. I said, “Have you ever had a white man finger your pussy?” “Never,” she squeaked. “Would you like me to?” “Yes! Yes, please,” she begged. My fingers started rubbing her lower lips, ever so gently. North and south, then round and round. Then more of the same, only harder. Her lips were swollen and very wet. When my fingers were well coated, I pushed two fingers into her as far as they could go. “Ohh,” she moaned as her arms collapsed and her head came to rest on the bed. I pulled out, then pushed in again. “Ohhh,” she moaned, low and throaty. I started a rhythm, going faster and faster, and her moans rose in pitch going through several key changes until she was singing one hell of a high note. She squeezed her ass cheeks together until I couldn’t move but slightly in and out, cried out, “YES!” and her insides flooded with her climax. She stayed that way for a few seconds, then relaxed and fell forward onto the bed. Through half lidded eyes she looked at me, smiled and said, “Mmmmm.” I leaned on the bed and said, “Have you ever laid naked on a bed with a naked white man?” “Uh-uh.” “You will if you move up and lay on your back.” She quickly crawled up to the head of the bed and rolled over onto her back. Her tits flattened and spread wide. Her legs were partially open, showing her pink slit, almost the first pink I had seen on her except for her tongue. My mouth watered. I love giving MouthAction. “Have you ever had a white man lick you’re pussy?” “No.” “Good, I‘ll be the first.” I moved between her legs, pushing them open more. First I took a long sniff of her womanhood. She smelled clean and musky, like an aroused woman should. I stretched out and looked at my first black pussy up close. She was very swollen. Her outer lips were puffy and as black as her nipples, but her inner pink lips pushed them open like a budding flower . Her dew glistened and I swear I could see her pulse. The thick, black pubic hair covered her mons like a curly pelt and framed her pussy completely. Some was even growing on her outer lips. My tongue went to where it could do some good. She jerked when I first touched her as if I had given her a shock. I gently licked her lips several times, doing one side then the other. She started rocking with my actions, until I brought my fingers to my mouth and plucked a black, curly hair off my tongue. I went back to what I was doing. Her movements continued until I had to remove a couple more hairs. She whined in frustration. I placed my hand on her sex and spread her open with my fingers, moving the hair out of the way of my questing tongue. Her inner lips bulged out at me obscenely as I ate her juicy center. As her movements became constant rocking, I settled into one area. I was hitting her sweet spot and was not about to stop until she climaxed. Unfortunately, it didn’t work out quite that way. As she neared cumming her thighs closed on my head until I was trapped in a fleshy, black vice. She didn’t notice, but I was starting to feel my skull crack. “Mmmphmmm!” I yelled, several times, which means ‘let me go.’ I pushed away from her with my hand, but all that did was plunge my fingers into her pussy. My fingers and the vibration of my lips as I yelled was just what she needed to soar over the edge into bliss. Her hips started churning a move I once saw a native New Zealand dancer do, causing my fingers to plunge in and out rapidly and my neck vertebrae to start snapping like a devil chiropractor was working on them. I’m pretty sure she screamed, but it was hard to tell with her thighs pressed so tightly over my ears, which was probably a blessing because I’m sure she shattered a vase. How long does it last when one person is being crushed while another is in ecstasy? Too long and not long enough. Her body relaxed as if all the bones had dissolved. I rolled away and gasped for breath. “Wow!” she said “I think my neck is broken,” I said. It took a moment or two for her to realize what I said. “Are you okay?” she said as she sat up. “Ahrrrr, ahrrrr,” I said as I wiggled my jaw back and forth and tilted my head side to side. “You squeezed me kinda tight.” “Ah gots jes’ da ting,” she said, returning to form, “y’all jes’ move up da bed and ah gonna make it all better. Hehehe, ah ain’t nev’a sucked no white man dick b’fo’.” I moved up as she moved down, until she was at a right angle to me, her head just where it needed to be. The pain of having my brain squeezed had robbed me of the urge down there, and I had gone limp. With bright eyes she looked at me, ran her pink tongue over her thick black lips, and said, “Ah ken fix dat.” With deft grace she pulled me into her mouth and I went from one soft limp inch to full length in less time than it takes to say it. Her enthusiasm and skill were unparalleled in my experience up to that time. Or since. I was quickly hornier than a satyr in a room full of virgins. It is not possible for me to describe what it is she did that was so very perfect. I was in heaven, nirvana, Valhalla, and Abraham’s bosom all at the same time. Time stood still as I hoped it would never end. I didn’t want to cum, but I wanted to, needed to, more than anything. She stopped at least a millennia too soon. My eyes opened and I said, “Have you ever bleeped a white man?” “Never.” “High time you did. Either get on me or lay down on your back.” Without subtly or hesitation she straddled me, lined up our good parts and sat down on me. Oof! I was glad the mattress had good springs. I was in as deep as I could go. Milly was not exceptionally tight, but I could feel her on every square millimeter of my dick. Later she told me that I filled her completely. Not because I’m big, but because women are so very adjustable. God bless ‘em. We didn’t move for endless moments. I didn’t move because she felt so good wrapped around me. I can only assume that she didn’t move because she liked how I felt inside her. She had a small smile on her face and her eyes were closed.

babyfaceafrica:
RIP...OP sauce?

am a student in the school.

What a great loss to the whole student of the
college as they lose their own beloved Tazan of
HND 2 Office Technology Management earlier this
morning at about 2am at Federal Medical Centre
Ebute-Metta Lagos, She was treated earlier
yesterday afternoon at the school medical centre,
and was later discharged and taken back to the
hostel by the school ambulance, she was
accompanied by friends and later in the night the
situation got worse and was rushed back to
medical centre by her roommate for proper medical
care, the situation got worsen and was referred to
Federal Medical Centre at Ebute-Metta, on getting
there, the Doctor on duty insisted on pay before
treatment, it was an emergency case that needed
quick medical attention, but the doctor refused, the
sick patient begged for her life to be rescued, but
all was in vain, her friends ran back to school
about 1am to rally round for money and was able
to get 38,000 but the whole effort was in vain, she
gave up around 2am, her corpse was returned back
to school that same moment, this is a big tragedy
it shouldn't have happened if the college had
enough facilities to take care of their student.
Who are we to blame? Yabatech Medical Centre or
Federal Medical Centre? This has caused the
concerned students to voice out their grievances
and rally round all classes and hostel to mobilize
student to join the movement against poor medical
facilities and nonchalant attitude towards life’s of
an emergency patient most especially student .
More stories coming soon

Its not yet confirmed, but reports from Aba claims that a little girl who left for school was shot dead during the house to house search for IPOB members.

Now a future leader is gone... May her soul rest in peace, Amen.

[quote author=igraman post=42074275][/quote]Guy I no longer seem to gt u ooo n ah dnt knw wat ur P is i already apologised n u still contemplating on the SMH for u too..I dnt knw wat else u want me to do oooo n also I did not change any story....

Even without been told u suld know he was acting..how can someone in his or her right senses sleep lyk this ..the funniest tin is the place where he placed the fan..it was all planned work.. Xo pls I did not take the piccha through his window ooo...lols u guy don turn me to thief.

igraman:
@Op, how old are you ? if I may ask.
what's ur problem with someone else's life.
How on earth is d man way of sleeping at the comfort of his sitting room your problem ?
it seems you took d picture through the windows sef .

bloody nincompoop !

Bro it hasn't gotten to that sum 1 also sent it to me on WhatsApp n I thought it was gonna make u guys laugh n cheer up a lil bit...he told me the man was actin n he was fully paid for his services... U suldnt av insulted me..anyways am xowie if av offended u guys...pls accept ma apology.

How I take the picture?..with a fone na

Nairalanders wat advice can u gv to this man or wat can u guys say about the picture?

The Republican candidate has been in the news a lot lately for his derogatory comments on Muslims, Nigerians and the African continent in general.

He reportedly bashed the continent in a recent speech, asking that Africans be recolonized for another century or so.

The controversial entertainer that he is, Charly Boy has written a piece addressing Trump’s comments.

The Nigerian entertainer described Trump’s statements as ‘moronic’, adding that his racist comments are unrivalled.






Read the full Charly Boy post below:

“A round of applause for the greatest Jackass of all Times. There is no denying that Donald Trump’s actions and words have brought a more entertaining landscape to American politics that is only rivalled by Naija politics at this point.

“Like him or hate him (for your pocket), this man no send una.

“Who could have guessed Trump’s longevity in American politics, with his put-outs and the notorious words that roll out of his mouth!?

“In September 2015 I did a piece on Trumpology. At the time, I waited for the Republicans to say his famous line “you are fired” for him to sooner-than-later bow out of the White House race. But what did we get? Trump ruling the polls, networks, blogs, social media and all, hyping the same garbage Donald’s been dishing out.


Trump was reported to have said in Indianapolis, U.S. that African Americans were lazy and that Africa needed re-colonisation for 100 years.

“Now tell me, with the rate of detoriation of the biggest black nation in the world, are we not beating a retreat to prehistoric times?

“Donald Trump said… ‘How do you trust even those who have run away to hide here in the United States, Hiding behind education? I hear they abuse me in their blogs but I don’t care because even the Internet they are using is ours and we can decide to switch it off from this side. These are people who import everything, including matchsticks.’

“As painfully true as this is, can you blame Donald for his verbal missiles, Is this not our current situation? A country that consumes everything and produces nothing. I guess Donald is washing our dirty linen in public and we deserve it.

“When some of our deceitful leaders have destroyed education in this country, where do we turn to?

“So much shit is coming out of this guy’s mouth that I wonder what comes out of his ass. “Donald will say anything just to get a reaction, forget about the concept of decency. Try talking policies or anything intellectual count the mother f**ker out.

“My guts feeling tells me that Donald is being a Jackass/Comedian on propose. The bigger plan is yet to unfold, or is he only having a ball, engaging in masturbation?I see his verbal assault as a strategy; it smells too Naijaish. He may not really have his eyes on the White House per say, but something about making more bucks because he speaks freely what an alarming silent majority feel but won’t dare say.

“I dey look dem! Nonesense.”

Must Read" My Sex Adventure in"Alagboja Village" During My Waec GCE Part 2
i tried to control my erect dick bt it was not answering me, bose jst keep laufing i was so disappointed in myself we reach her house and she told the okadaman to stop i wanted to pay bt she insist and payed we went into her room i droped my bag she cooked indomie we ate together no dout Bose is a Good Cook she went out and fetch two bucket of water she remove the purple top she was putting on facing me and gently remove her short skirt remaining only pant and bra omo see shape menh my dick nearly removed from socket bt i sat on the bed and use my two leg to cover it my dick was nearly raising my leg up, she tie her rapper
Bose: hope you did not see anything
Me: No maa "in my mind" do i look like a blind man to you, b4 i liv this house i most bang this gurl *for my mind ooo*
Bose: better *laufs* let me go nd bath
Me: ok, some minute later Sarah called and said is this emgrin, how am doing we talked and she said let chat on whatsapp then she cut the call Bose entered
Bose: your water is ready anytime you want to bath
Me: thanks i wl bath now you are very kind. Then i open my bag brings out my towel i remove my shirt and trouser
Bose: Menh see 6pac and big tool guys like you can Banged a lady to death
Me: Ladies like you can make Guys Erect till Death
Bose: that why u want to tire your trouser when we are on Okada
Me: its your fault na
Bose: jst go and bath ashawo guy.
Me: ok maa i went into their small bathroom thinking on how i will bang Bose. I finish bathing went into the room i saw Bose sitting on the bed tieing only towel i rub my cream and am about wearing my cloth when she said.
Bose: pls can you help me rub cream on my back
Me: no p "for my mind" the hour has come. for my mind oo. She brought out Caro white cream she lay on the bed and she gave it to me i rub it gentle on her back tinking how i wl get her in the mood to bang. I rub the cream gently then i surmon courage then bring my finger down to her ass she keep queit and pretend as if she did not notice then i move my hands to her big boobs and she did not talk wow e don set bdat oo i said in my mind i turn her kiss her lips, put my tounge on her boobs she morn i suck it for like 8minutes my dick has raise like they add yeast to unbake bread almost tireing my boxer i turn her pussy suck it she scream and morn i play with her pussy for 10min then she pure her juice on my face, i brought out my hard dick to bang her she said stop stop stop i was like are you crazy in my mind i beg her that she should allow me to do even it 1round she said no i wanted to force her then i remenber she is a lagos gurl they can b crazy atimes.
Bose stand up wear her cloth i look her with a sad face like person wey lost iphone6, she no even care and went out. my dick was up over erect for like 3hours i pity myself almost crying i jst sat down and nurse my erect dick.



Watch Out For Part3

Must Read" My Sex Adventure in"Alagboja Village" During My Waec GCE Part 2
i tried to control my erect dick bt it was not answering me, bose jst keep laufing i was so disappointed in myself we reach her house and she told the okadaman to stop i wanted to pay bt she insist and payed we went into her room i droped my bag she cooked indomie we ate together no dout Bose is a Good Cook she went out and fetch two bucket of water she remove the purple top she was putting on facing me and gently remove her short skirt remaining only pant and bra omo see shape menh my dick nearly removed from socket bt i sat on the bed and use my two leg to cover it my dick was nearly raising my leg up, she tie her rapper
Bose: hope you did not see anything
Me: No maa "in my mind" do i look like a blind man to you, b4 i liv this house i most bang this gurl *for my mind ooo*
Bose: better *laufs* let me go nd bath
Me: ok, some minute later Sarah called and said is this emgrin, how am doing we talked and she said let chat on whatsapp then she cut the call Bose entered
Bose: your water is ready anytime you want to bath
Me: thanks i wl bath now you are very kind. Then i open my bag brings out my towel i remove my shirt and trouser
Bose: Menh see 6pac and big tool guys like you can Banged a lady to death
Me: Ladies like you can make Guys Erect till Death
Bose: that why u want to tire your trouser when we are on Okada
Me: its your fault na
Bose: jst go and bath ashawo guy.
Me: ok maa i went into their small bathroom thinking on how i will bang Bose. I finish bathing went into the room i saw Bose sitting on the bed tieing only towel i rub my cream and am about wearing my cloth when she said.
Bose: pls can you help me rub cream on my back
Me: no p "for my mind" the hour has come. for my mind oo. She brought out Caro white cream she lay on the bed and she gave it to me i rub it gentle on her back tinking how i wl get her in the mood to bang. I rub the cream gently then i surmon courage then bring my finger down to her ass she keep queit and pretend as if she did not notice then i move my hands to her big boobs and she did not talk wow e don set bdat oo i said in my mind i turn her kiss her lips, put my tounge on her boobs she morn i suck it for like 8minutes my dick has raise like they add yeast to unbake bread almost tireing my boxer i turn her pussy suck it she scream and morn i play with her pussy for 10min then she pure her juice on my face, i brought out my hard dick to bang her she said stop stop stop i was like are you crazy in my mind i beg her that she should allow me to do even it 1round she said no i wanted to force her then i remenber she is a lagos gurl they can b crazy atimes.
Bose stand up wear her cloth i look her with a sad face like person wey lost iphone6, she no even care and went out. my dick was up over erect for like 3hours i pity myself almost crying i jst sat down and nurse my erect dick.



Watch Out For Part3

MUST READ" MY SEX
ADVENTURE IN "ALAGBOJA
VILLAGE" DURING MY WAEC GCE
PART 1

i Arrive Alagboja Village on
Tuesday morning the
day am writting my first paper
"economics" with
my school bag full with
shirts,trousers and other
stuffs its was a very stressfull
jorney abt 4hours.
On my way i saw one lovely lady
she's short,fair
with killer hips her boobs was
like nicki minajs
own i approach her and asked
her if she knew the
school i was writting exam she
look at me and ask
am i also writting waec GCE i
said yes then she
said she is also writting
economics today i was
happy i ask her if the place was
far from where we
are she said no that we can
trek, on our way i
asked her name and she said
Sarah she ask mine i
said emgrin for seconds my
eyes keep staring at
her huge ass she noticed and
smile we chatted abt
our secondary school lifes for
like 20min then we
arive the school. she introduce
me to her freinds
menh see fine bebxxx they al
had instant crush on
me i noticed dat.
Then
Examiners rang the bell and we
entered the exam
hall my sit number was 094 i
located it and sat
down bow my head down then
remenber i have
not fix Accomodation. i became
worried, suddenly
a dark slim gurl wearing short
skirt with married
woman Big Boobs came to me
and said hi am Bose
Your sit Mate i reply and say Am
Emgrin She sat
down.
Bose: whr are you from?
Me: Abuja
Bose: Cool you most be rich
Me: I smiled and said in my
mind *if you turn
bundle of 1000naira note i wl
pick you*
Bose: Am from Lagos sha you
look worried y?
Me: i Have Not Secured
Accomodation Yet that y
Bose: *laufs* is Dat Why You are
worried well you
can stay with me before you will
get your own
accodation if you can Padlock
Your Trouser, You
no what i mean
Me: *laufs* thanks maa you are
very funny
Bose: you welcome dear
Exam started i cleared
everything and bose was
using style to steal my answers
lol lagos gurls i
said in my mind after 3hours
we submit and went
out the hall sarah saw me and
Came
Me: How was the paper?
Sarah: fine, whr are you going
to Sleep?
Me: my sit mate have offered me
to stay with her
before i get my own
accomodation
Sarah: Her? is she a female?
Me: yes suddenly her face
changed i can feel she
is sad she brought out lacasera
and eggro she
bought for me i collectd it and
said thanks she ask
for my number and i gave her,
she said she will
call me later and left Bose arrive
with her *Garara*
Busybody, she tap me and say
let go she stoped a
Okada tell him whr we are
going and Claim then
Asked me to join her i claim and
sat down it was
tight she halfly Sat Down On My
Dick with her
Medium size ass suddenly My
Dick Start Gettin
Hard she notice laufed and said
"OTeele" Meaning
you No Even Strong
Watch Out For Part 2

MUST READ" MY SEX
ADVENTURE IN "ALAGBOJA
VILLAGE" DURING MY WAEC GCE
PART 1

i Arrive Alagboja Village on
Tuesday morning the
day am writting my first paper
"economics" with
my school bag full with
shirts,trousers and other
stuffs its was a very stressfull
jorney abt 4hours.
On my way i saw one lovely lady
she's short,fair
with killer hips her boobs was
like nicki minajs
own i approach her and asked
her if she knew the
school i was writting exam she
look at me and ask
am i also writting waec GCE i
said yes then she
said she is also writting
economics today i was
happy i ask her if the place was
far from where we
are she said no that we can
trek, on our way i
asked her name and she said
Sarah she ask mine i
said emgrin for seconds my
eyes keep staring at
her huge ass she noticed and
smile we chatted abt
our secondary school lifes for
like 20min then we
arive the school. she introduce
me to her freinds
menh see fine bebxxx they al
had instant crush on
me i noticed dat.
Then
Examiners rang the bell and we
entered the exam
hall my sit number was 094 i
located it and sat
down bow my head down then
remenber i have
not fix Accomodation. i became
worried, suddenly
a dark slim gurl wearing short
skirt with married
woman Big Boobs came to me
and said hi am Bose
Your sit Mate i reply and say Am
Emgrin She sat
down.
Bose: whr are you from?
Me: Abuja
Bose: Cool you most be rich
Me: I smiled and said in my
mind *if you turn
bundle of 1000naira note i wl
pick you*
Bose: Am from Lagos sha you
look worried y?
Me: i Have Not Secured
Accomodation Yet that y
Bose: *laufs* is Dat Why You are
worried well you
can stay with me before you will
get your own
accodation if you can Padlock
Your Trouser, You
no what i mean
Me: *laufs* thanks maa you are
very funny
Bose: you welcome dear
Exam started i cleared
everything and bose was
using style to steal my answers
lol lagos gurls i
said in my mind after 3hours
we submit and went
out the hall sarah saw me and
Came
Me: How was the paper?
Sarah: fine, whr are you going
to Sleep?
Me: my sit mate have offered me
to stay with her
before i get my own
accomodation
Sarah: Her? is she a female?
Me: yes suddenly her face
changed i can feel she
is sad she brought out lacasera
and eggro she
bought for me i collectd it and
said thanks she ask
for my number and i gave her,
she said she will
call me later and left Bose arrive
with her *Garara*
Busybody, she tap me and say
let go she stoped a
Okada tell him whr we are
going and Claim then
Asked me to join her i claim and
sat down it was
tight she halfly Sat Down On My
Dick with her
Medium size ass suddenly My
Dick Start Gettin
Hard she notice laufed and said
"OTeele" Meaning
you No Even Strong
Watch Out For Part 2

MUST READ" MY SEX
ADVENTURE IN "ALAGBOJA
VILLAGE" DURING MY WAEC GCE
PART 1

i Arrive Alagboja Village on
Tuesday morning the
day am writting my first paper
"economics" with
my school bag full with
shirts,trousers and other
stuffs its was a very stressfull
jorney abt 4hours.
On my way i saw one lovely lady
she's short,fair
with killer hips her boobs was
like nicki minajs
own i approach her and asked
her if she knew the
school i was writting exam she
look at me and ask
am i also writting waec GCE i
said yes then she
said she is also writting
economics today i was
happy i ask her if the place was
far from where we
are she said no that we can
trek, on our way i
asked her name and she said
Sarah she ask mine i
said emgrin for seconds my
eyes keep staring at
her huge ass she noticed and
smile we chatted abt
our secondary school lifes for
like 20min then we
arive the school. she introduce
me to her freinds
menh see fine bebxxx they al
had instant crush on
me i noticed dat.
Then
Examiners rang the bell and we
entered the exam
hall my sit number was 094 i
located it and sat
down bow my head down then
remenber i have
not fix Accomodation. i became
worried, suddenly
a dark slim gurl wearing short
skirt with married
woman Big Boobs came to me
and said hi am Bose
Your sit Mate i reply and say Am
Emgrin She sat
down.
Bose: whr are you from?
Me: Abuja
Bose: Cool you most be rich
Me: I smiled and said in my
mind *if you turn
bundle of 1000naira note i wl
pick you*
Bose: Am from Lagos sha you
look worried y?
Me: i Have Not Secured
Accomodation Yet that y
Bose: *laufs* is Dat Why You are
worried well you
can stay with me before you will
get your own
accodation if you can Padlock
Your Trouser, You
no what i mean
Me: *laufs* thanks maa you are
very funny
Bose: you welcome dear
Exam started i cleared
everything and bose was
using style to steal my answers
lol lagos gurls i
said in my mind after 3hours
we submit and went
out the hall sarah saw me and
Came
Me: How was the paper?
Sarah: fine, whr are you going
to Sleep?
Me: my sit mate have offered me
to stay with her
before i get my own
accomodation
Sarah: Her? is she a female?
Me: yes suddenly her face
changed i can feel she
is sad she brought out lacasera
and eggro she
bought for me i collectd it and
said thanks she ask
for my number and i gave her,
she said she will
call me later and left Bose arrive
with her *Garara*
Busybody, she tap me and say
let go she stoped a
Okada tell him whr we are
going and Claim then
Asked me to join her i claim and
sat down it was
tight she halfly Sat Down On My
Dick with her
Medium size ass suddenly My
Dick Start Gettin
Hard she notice laufed and said
"OTeele" Meaning
you No Even Strong
Watch Out For Part 2

Just in case you’re dying of suspense, things
did go very well!
By eight I was ready. I stood in the bathroom
doorway, with the bathroom light off and
watched the room door in a small mirror I
had placed on the side table. At 8:15 there
was a
soft knocking on the door. Several seconds
latter there was a louder knocking on the
door.
I said nothing. I waited. After twenty or thirty
seconds, I heard and saw the door open and
the maid peeked in and called out, “Sah?
Sah, ah’s he’ah wit’ da soap and towels yo’
axed fo’,
sah. Sah, is yo’ he’ah, sah?” She stepped
into
the room and the door closed behind her with
a
loud click.
It was, as they say, showtime.
I took off the robe and tossed it behind me.
Then I stepped out into the room in all my
naked, middle aged glory.
“Boo,” I said.
She looked surprised, but I don’t know if it
was
my sudden appearance, or my outfit.
“He’ah’s yo’ soap an’ towels, sah” “Thank
you,” I said, “just put them on the
chair. Good. Now please come over here.”
She kind of shuffled over towards me,
without
looking up, until she was beside me at the
end
of the bed.
“I believe this is where I stood when you
looked at me. Am I right?”
“Yes.”
“Good.” I put my hands on to the first button
of
her blouse. “May I have the honor?”
“Yes.”
“Has a white man ever undressed you?” “No.”
She wasn’t wearing her maids uniform. She
had on a red silk blouse and a navy blue
skirt.
She was wearing sandals. Her hair was
combed down around her face with a soft
inward curl. I noticed that she had put on
some makeup. It was very subtle, as was the
perfume. She smelled like wild flowers and
musk. It was very nice.
The buttons were small and came undone
easily. Her breath caught when I reached her
breasts. She sighed when I reached her waist
and pulled the hem out of the waistband of
her
skirt. I looked into her eyes as I pulled the
blouse open and slid it off her shoulders. She
smiled at me and I noticed that she was no
longer missing a tooth.

Her pubic hair was, naturally, black and very
thick, but her thighs pressed together so I
couldn’t see her sex. She looked very much
like an ebony statue of Venus found in
ancient
civilizations. Like I said, I was mesmerized.
“Ah has ta gits ta work, sah.”
“Sure. Yeah, sure, I’ll just watch.”
She slipped back into her shoes and started
to strip the bed. Her tits and ass jiggled
delightfully as she moved back and forth
making the bed. When she was done there,
she cleaned the bathroom, vacuumed the
floor, gathered the trash and placed it by the
door. Her movements were a model of
efficiency. And all the time she wiggled her
ass
and shook her tits at me. I even saw a hint
of
pink at her nether region as she bent over to
wash the toilet and to pick up the trash and
the
dirty towels I had thoughtlessly thrown on
the
bathroom floor. Through all this my
appreciation showed as my
gym shorts bulged in the front.
When she came back to where I was
standing
she stood in front of me proudly, with her
shoulders back and looked me in the eye. “Do
y’all wan’ me ta do anything’ else, sah?”
“No,” I said. “That was great. Thanks.”
“Okay den, sah. Ah just be gittin’ ma tings on
an’ be goin’”
She toed off her shoes again, stepped into
her
panties and pulled them up. The bra was
next,
covering those magnificent breasts. Instead
of stepping into her dress, she picked it up
and
pulled it down over her head, then buttoned
it
up from the bottom. Without a word she
slipped into her shoes, turned and walked to
the door, picked up the trash bag and went
out.
It must have lasted at least fifteen to twenty
minutes, but it seemed to have gone by as
quickly as it took to read about it.
I came to my senses when the door closed.
“Hey, wait,” I yelled as I rushed out.
“Did ah fo’gits somthin’, sah?” she asked.
“Uh,” I said eloquently. “Yeah, yeah. Umm, I
need more soap. And, uh, more towels.”
“All righty, sah, ah jus’ give em’ to ya now,
sah.”
“Uh, no, no! Bring them to me later. When do
you get off?”
“Well, sah, ah gotta work inna office till eight
tonight.”
“Great. Perfect. Bring those thing then. I’ll
still
be up.”
“Oh, ah don’ know, sah. Ah could be in lottsa
trouble if ah don’ dat, sah”
“Umm. Look, it’s still not fair. I let you touch
me all over and for as long as you wanted
and I
didn’t get to touch you at all. You should
come
back and give me a chance.” I know that
was
lame and desperate sounding, but I didn’t
have
any time for finesse.
But it worked! “Well, okay, sah. Ah sup’pose
ah could bring
y’all some soap and towels den, sah. But ah
gotta be goin’ now, sah.”
I’m glad they didn’t charge me extra for how
long that day seemed to last.
The only other thing of note that happened
that day was the garage called me to let me
know
that the part had arrived that morning and
my
car would be ready by ten o’clock the next
morning. Sometimes things just come
together.
Stupid as this might sound now, I actually
thought about what I should wear while I
was
touching a naked black woman. I decided to
wear a terry cloth robe just in case she
decided to chicken out and send someone
else
with the soap and towels. Of course I wore
only the robe, just in case things went very
well.

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I realized I was still wet and cold. I picked up
the towel and finished what I had been
doing,
slightly dazed at what had just happened. It
felt good to have been looked at so intently.
Still, I
doubted very much it would come to
anything.
A call came later that day, letting me know
the
part for my car was coming the next day and
my car would be ready the day after. I could
soon be on my way. It was too hot and
humid to do much of
anything. There were restaurants nearby, as
I
said before, but other than that, the only
other
things were car dealerships and office
buildings. It was even too hot to swim. I
was
not in the mood to explore, so the only thing
for me to do was to sit in my room and try
to be
interested in old movies in the TV. There is
only so much work I could do.
I was bored.
My mind drifted back to the incident with the
maid. The more I thought about it, the more
flattered I was. It felt good to be touched,
even
if it was analytically, and I started to feel
some
stirrings down below. Funny how the
attention
of just about any woman will do that to a
man. I
started getting ideas. Nothing wild and crazy,
mind you, just ideas. The next day I ate a
small breakfast and
exercised early. When I went back to my
room
I was hoping to get there shortly after she
did.
That’s what happened.
I had left all the lights on so that the room
was
well illuminated. As I entered I saw her
straightening up from the TV set which she
had apparently just turned on. Most motel
maids turn on the TV in each room as they’re
cleaning. It’s harmless and it keeps them
entertained.
“Oh, sah,” she said, “does yo wan’ me to
come bac’ late’ah, sah? Ah will, sah, it ain’t
no
problem a’tall, sah.”
“No. No,” I said. “I want you to clean the
room
now. I just wanted to be sure you didn’t get
in
any trouble because of what happened
yesterday.” “Oh no, sah, ain’t no body say
nutin’ to me,
sah. Ah ain’t in no trouble, sah.”
“Well good,” I said, “I’m glad to hear that.
But
I’ve been thinking. I just don’t think it’s fair.”
“Wuz not fair, sah?”
“You got to see me naked, but I haven’t seen
you naked. That just doesn’t seem fair to
me.”
She looked shocked at first, then she started
laughing. “HeHeHe, sah. Why would ya’ll
wanna sees a fat, ugly ol’ black woman fo’?
Hehehe.”
“I do not think you are fat. I do not think you
are old. And I do not think you are ugly. But
just like you had never seen a white man
naked before yesterday, I have never seen a
black woman naked before. At least, not a
live
one. I’ve seen pictures. I think it would be
fair
of you to let me see you without your
clothes.” “Hehehe! Oh, sah! Ah would git in
lottsa trouble
if ah done dat, sah. Hehehe. Yo’ don’ wan’
me
ta git fired, do yo’, sah?”
“Who’s going to know? You and I are the
only
ones who have a key, and we’re here. No one
can walk in and as God is my witness, I will
not tell anyone.”
“Hehehe. Oh, sah. Ah guess it’ll be a’right. It
do
seem only fair.”
YES!
She was wearing a black cotton maid’s
uniform
dress that buttoned from the neck to the
hem below her knees. She started
unbuttoning at
her neck, looking down as she did so. The
skin
of her cheeks turned as red as her ebony
skin
would allow. After each button she would let
out a little “Hehehe.”
Four buttons were undone to the middle of
her chest. Four more to her waist and the
top
started to gap open, reveling a large black
brassiere that covered all of her breasts.
More
buttons and now she had to hunch forward
to
reach the next one. She pulled up on the
dress
to reach the last few. When she stood up
straight the dress gaped opened and I could
see her black cotton granny panties.
She flipped the top back so it slipped off her
shoulders, slid off her arms, and fell to the
floor in a ring around her feet. She still had
not
looked me in the eye, but she had stopped
giggling.
“Now the bra,” I said, “please.”
Now she looked at me and smiled. “No one
evah ax me please b’fo’.”
I watched the bra come undone as one, two,
three, wow four snaps let loose and her tits
sagged down.
Still smiling, she reached to her shoulders,
flipped the straps down and pulled the cups
off
her breasts.
I have to tell you at this point that I am not
a big
tit man. I truly don’t care what size a
woman’s tits are. From A cups to D cups, it
doesn’t
matter to me. Of course, all of them are
wonderful in their own way.
This woman’s tits were far and away the
largest I had ever seen. They sagged, of
course. Gravity must win on breasts that
size. As dark as they were, her areola were
even
darker, totally black with, I swear, nipples as
round as my thumb.
All I could do was stare, mesmerized.
She giggled again, toed off her shoes and
then
pushed her panties off. As I took in her
entirety, I saw that her
stomach, while sticking out a bit, did not sag
down. Her waist was thick and her butt was,
well, pretty good sized, but it didn‘t sag
either.

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We stood, staring at each other, me wet and
naked, she wide eyed and as pale as she
could be considering her skin tone. My knees
were shaky and my heart rate was at least
200 bpm. Way over my maximum.
She gathered herself together and looked at
me, with her eyes amazingly wide. “Oh my
Gawed, sah, ah’m so sorry, sah. Ah din’
know
yo’ was here, sah. Ah’m so sorry, sah. Is yo’
alright, sah. Ah’m so sorry, sah. Oh my Laud,
sah, Ah’m so sorry.”
“It’s okay,” I finally managed. “You just
surprised me. No harm done.”
“Oh, sah, please don’ tells on me, please, sah.
I need dis job, sah. I’ll git fired if y’all tells
on
me, sah.” “Okay, it’s okay,” I said as my
heart rate
started to return to normal. “I won’t tell on
you.
Just please try not to surprise me like that
again.”
“Ah won’, sah. Ah promise ah won’, sah. Ah’ll
be real careful, sah. Ah promise.” All the time
we were talking, her eyes were
down cast but flicking up and down, looking
at
the naked white guy standing in front of her.
Finally her eyes settled on my privates. I
have
to admit, she could not have been all that
impressed. Truth is, I’m only average sized.
So what she said next really stunned me.
“Sah, would it be a’right if ah looked at ya’ll?
Ah
mean, ah ain’t nevah seed no white man
b’fo’
an’ ah jus’ wanna see what it look like, sah.
Please, sah?”
I couldn’t believe my ears. She wanted to
what?
“You want to what?” I said.
“Can ah look at yo’, sah, please. Ah ain‘t
nevah
seed no white man nekid b‘fo’.”
“Well, okay,” I said, “at this point you might
as
well. I no longer have anything to hide. Go
ahead and look all you want.”
I reached over and turned on the bedside
lamp, giving her all the illumination she could
possibly need to see everything there was to
see. As I thought about it latter, I was
actually
rather flattered. I am no Adonis, and quite
frankly, women rarely look my way.
She walked around me, looking intently at my
butt, my chest, my back, and of course, my
penis . Even at my face, which brought a
smile
to my face and to hers.
“Sah, would it be okay if ah tetched yo’, sah?
Ah mean, ah ain’t nevah tetched no white
man
neither.”
At that point, why not?
“Go ahead,” I said.
Tentatively she reached out and touched my
chest and ran her fingers through my chest
hair. Then she moved to my shoulder and
around to my back. She moved her hand
down
my back, over my love handles, and gently
over my ass. She walked around to the front
and after some hesitation, slid her hand over
my hip and onto my dick. She wrapped her
hand around me and lifted. There is no way
she could have been impressed, but she did
look fascinated.
“Ah nevah seed a white one b’fo’ or one dat
din’ have da skin on da end, sah.”
At least I knew I would always be her first
something.
As she held my penis with one hand, she
reached in with her other hand and lifted my
balls. The average man, at this point, would
be
growing hard. Not me. I was still wet and
standing in an air conditioned room. My
goose bumps were getting goose bumps.
With a sigh, she released me, said, “Tank yo’,
sah,” turned and left.

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January the 15th, 1966 is no ordinary date in Nigeria’s history. On this fateful day, precisely fifty years ago, Nigeria socio-political and economic landscape was changed for good. It was the day a group of mutinous officers in the Nigerian Army, led by Major Kaduna Chukwuma Nzeogwu, staged the country’s first coup d’etat, leading to the assassination of key Nigerian leaders, senior officers in the army, and the abduction of three others. It was the day whose events set off the collapse of the First Republic, resulted in a counter-coup six months later, led to the Nigerian Civil War, and ushered in 30 years of military interventions in Nigerian politics from which the country is yet to fully recover,


Among others, the coup plotters abducted the Prime Minister of Nigeria, Sir Abubakar Tafawa Balewa, the country’s first Minister of Finance and Chief Festus Okotie-Eboh; killed the Premier of the Northern Region and Sarduana of Sokoto, Sir Ahmadu Bello; and killed the Premier of the Western Region, Chief Samuel Ladoke Akintola. The dead bodies of Balewa and Okotie-Eboh were discovered six days later at a roadside near Lagos. Other notable persons that were killed included Brig-Gen. Samuel Ademulegun and his wife, Brig-Gen. Zakariya Maimalari, Col. Kur Mohammed, Col. Shodeinde and Lt.-Col. Abogo Largema.


Notably, five out six of the coup plotters were of Igbo extraction, while all those killed were of either northern or Yoruba extraction. The act of overthrowing a constitutionally elected government was compounded by the fact that one of the officers, Lieutenant Oguchi, dispatched to “take care” of the Premier of the Eastern Region, Dr. Michael Okpara, arrested him, while Mr. Nwafor Orizu, who was the Senate President and also the acting President of the country in the absence of Dr. Nnamdi Azikiwe, who was out of the country on the day of the coup, capitulated by handing over the reins of government to the most senior person in the Armed Forces at the time, Major-Gen. Johnson Aguiyi-Ironsi, yet another Igbo man.


Although the coup plotters, who attacked the cities of Lagos, Kaduna and Ibadan while also blockading the Rivers Niger and Benue for two days, claimed that the civilian leadership at the helm of affairs of the First Republic were running the country aground through corruption, the killing of only northerners and Yorubas served to deepen the ethnic divide in the country and suspicion against the Igbo tribe which had already been branded by the late Sarduana as “domineering”. It was feared that the Igbo had set out to take control of the country and in the north of Nigeria the fear of Igbo dominance became intense.


On 29 July 1966, northern officers carried out a counter-coup in which, 240 southern officers and men, three-quarters of whom were Igbo, including Aguiyi-Ironsi as well as thousands of civilians of eastern origin living in the north were systematically killed. In the aftermath, Lt.-Col. Yakubu Gowon, a northerner assumed command of the military government.


It was within this context that increasing ethnic rivalries led to further massacres of mostly people of the Igbo ethnic group. The massacres were widely spread in the north and peaked on May 29, July 29 and September 29, 1966. The massacres were led by the army and replicated in various northern Nigerian cities. Although Colonel Gowon gave guarantees of safety to the Igbos living in the north, the intention was to extract revenge for the January 15 coup.


The pogroms in the north led Col. Chukuwemeka Odumegwu Ojukwu, whom Gowon had made the military administrator of the defunct Eastern Region, to breakaway from Nigeria, creating the Republic of Biafra and the 30-month Nigerian Civil War that resulted in the death of over 2 million people in the east.


Since the events of January 15, 1966, Nigeria has never been the same. It lost its innocence and the lofty ideals, which the founding fathers of the republic who fought for Nigeria’s independence from the British colonial administration, were all abandoned. Today, Nigeria continues to totter from the effects of that coup. Corruption – one of the reasons given by the coup plotters for overthrowing the civilian government – is at its worst. Its development remains stunted and the ethnic and religious divide deeper than ever.


It’s like nothing has changed in the fifty years since the coup. Perhaps by remembering this day, Nigerians will pull themselves by the bootstraps and chart a new course for the country that will make January the 15th, 1966 a footnote in its checkered history.

To tell you the truth, she wasn’t much to
look
at. But then, neither am I.
Don’t get me wrong, she wasn’t scream and
run away ugly, she just wasn’t the kind you
would look at twice. Or even once. That’s
the
way it is with motel maids, few actually look
at them.
I was stuck in a motel in South Carolina
after
my car broke down on the Interstate. BMW
parts for older models are scarce and
expensive, and I had to wait while the part
came in from some place far away. Probably
Tibet. It was hot and humid, being the
middle of
August, but fortunately I didn’t have any
other
place I had to be. And I really like my car.
On the plus side, it was a pretty nice motel.
It
was not the kind where all the rooms are off
a
long, indoor corridor, or an outside entrance
where all the rooms are lined up like books
on
a shelf. This motel was more like
condominiums, with separate buildings, each
having four units each, two downstairs and
two
upstairs. As with good motels, they offer a
full,
hot breakfast. There are some nice
restaurants near by for other meals. They
have an exercise room and a five stroke pool.
A five stroke pool is one where I can go from
one end to the other in five swim strokes.
That’s fairly big because I’m a strong
swimmer. I need to exercise because without
it I would get huge. I enjoy eating too much
and I
have to burn off the calories as often as I
can.
Back to the story. The first time I saw her
she
was coming out of the office building as I
came
in to register. She was wearing a black dress
and tying on a white apron. I smiled and said
hello. She looked surprised, but she said
hello
back.
“Excuse me, miss,” I said, “is this a nice
place
to stay?”
“Yes sah, dis is a real nice place.”
“Are there rooms with kitchenettes?” “Yes
sah, dar is some real nice rooms.”
“And is there high speed internet?” My
computer is my office. I can work from
anywhere as long as I have at least a DSL
line.
“Oh yas sah,” she said with a grin, “we gots
all
dat stuff.” “Thank you. You’ve been very
helpful. What’s
your name? I would like to commend you to
the
manager.”
“Tank, yo, sah. Yo don’ havta do dat, sah.”
“I insist.”
“Ma name’s Milly, sah” All I remember seeing
was a middle aged black
woman, somewhat full figured.
I went in and rented an efficiency. While I
was
filling out the paperwork, I filled out a
commendation for Milly. I handed my Visa
card, my registration paper and the
commendation to the desk attendant, a
young
girl (young being, maybe early twenties) with
a
name tag that said “Jennifer“ on it. Perhaps I
should say, young woman, but to me, early
twenties means she is still a girl.
“You’re in room 511, Mr. Thompson. It’s the
building just on the other side of the pool.
Parking is in the back. Have a nice stay.”
“Thompson is my first name. Please be sure
the manager gets that recommendation,” I
said
as I put my Visa card back into my wallet
and
put the magnetic key into my shirt pocket.
“The owner is the manager, sir,” Jennifer said
pointing to a sign that stated -
This Inn is proudly owned and operated by
Miss M. Washington.
The next time I saw Milly she was cleaning
my
room. I was coming back from the exercise
room, hot and sweaty. It was only 9:30 and I
didn’t expect the staff until after noon. The
cart
was outside the room, but the door was
closed, so I thought she either hadn’t started
or
was finished. The magnetic card easily
opened
the door and as I entered I saw her bent over
the bed. She straightened up, startled, as
was
I.
“Oh,” I said, “ thought you were done. Will
you
be much longer?”
“Only ‘bout ten minits, sah,” she said.
“Okay, I’ll come back.” As I grabbed my book
I noticed that I hadn’t
left her a tip. I dropped a five dollar bill on
the
desk and left. Every day after that I was sure
to leave a five dollar tip.
I sat by the pool for fifteen or twenty
minutes
reading my book. I did not think about her.
Two days later I was in the guest laundry
folding my clothes. Whoever had used the
dryer before me hadn’t taken everything
because I found a pair of size six maroon
bikini panties in my dried clothes. I was
holding
them up, thinking lustful thoughts about their
owner when the maid walked by.
“I don’ know, sah,” she said with a chuckle,
“dem don’ look like yo’ size.”
“Of course not, they’re much too small,” I
joked back. “I need a much larger size. These
are so tiny they must have shrunk in the
dryer.”
“I’ll git yo’ a largah size, if yo’ want, sah. I
got
some in mah room.”
“Only if you’re in them,” I said, then I got
embarrassed. The joke had gone on long
enough and I didn‘t need t be charged with
sexual harassment. “I’ll just leave them here
for whoever lost them.”
I gathered up my folded clothes and went
back
to my room. I heard Milly chuckling as I
walked
away.
At this point I had noticed she had a fair
sized bosom that matched her rear. She was
not
hideously ugly, but then, she was no Hally
Berry either. Her mouth was large and thick
lipped, she was missing one tooth, and her
nose was wide. She combed her hair straight
back so that it ended in an uneven fringe
behind her head. She was about three or four
inches shorter than me. Her skin was the
black of someone who had nothing but
African
ancestors.
Things got a lot more interesting the next
day.
I came back from the exercise room, again
sweaty and tired from a long run on the
treadmill. The room was made up, cleaned
with
the bed made, new soap on the sink, and
clean
towels. All I wanted to do was wash the
sweat
away and relax.
My wet clothes were thrown into the corner
and I was in the shower in short order. I
washed off under hot water, then cooled off
under a shower as cold as I could stand it,
letting it run over my head until I had cooled
down. I turned off the shower, grabbed a
towel
and started drying off. Unknown to me, or
her for that matter, she had
come into the room to restock the tissues
and
the toilet paper just at the moment I turned
off
the shower, so that neither of us knew the
other was there. I didn’t hear her walking
around because the room was carpeted and I
was drying my hair with a towel and the
exhaust fan was running. I stepped out of
the
bathroom and into the bedroom just as I was
taking the towel off my head and she was
walking around the corner into the bedroom.
Without my glasses on all I saw was a black
shape coming at me where no black shape
should be. Or any other color or shape for
that
matter.
“YEEEAAAH!” she screamed, and threw the
toilet paper rolls and the box of tissues into
the
air. “YEEEAAAH!” I screamed, and dropped my
towel.



Next episode in a few.

If you didn't kill earthworm with salt.
― If you didn't play rubber band.
― If you never bathed in the rain.
― If nobody told you about India vs Nigeria 99-1.
― If you didn't sleep on the couch and wake
up on the bed
― if u didn't throw your milk tooth on the
roof for the lizards to take it and give you new
ones.
― If you didn't just wash your hands and legs
instead of
bathing when going to school.
― If you didn't act film in uncompleted building or
under bed
with friends.
― If you never flew a kite.
- If you didn't use ur two legs to build houses
with sand.
- If u didn't write ur name on paper and insert it
into ur pen
so that no one will steal it.
- If u didn't close d fridge door really slowly to see
when d
lights went off.
- If u neva waved @ white birds expectin ur nails
to b whiter
- If u neva heard of a ghost dat stays under
mango trees @nights
- If u didn't drive a single car Tyre with a stick
and called it
ur car!
- If u didnt mix garri n sugar in ur pocket and eat
while
walking in the street.
- If u never did mama and papa play i.e. cookin
grass nd
sand witout fire.
- If you didn't play table soccer. with bottle
cover.....
.....if you didnt as a Nigerian then I guess ur
Childhood wasn't fun!