Runs Girl

Episode 1 LINDA NARRATES... I woke up with a start unable to recall where I was. The room was familiar but I couldn't remember how I got there. I looked round and realised it was a hotel room. Then I noticed I was naked and my private region was dripping wet. The least I could remember was that I had gone for a night party with my roommate the night before. There was enough to eat and drink and the fun had flown lavishly. Then along came this middle-aged wealthy-looking man who came with Stella - my final year roommate. I was in 100level while Stella was in her final year. "Meet Chief Adeboye," Stella introduced pointing at the middle-aged wealthy-looking man. "Chief Adeboye please meet my wonderful roommate, Linda." I stretched out my hand and shook hands with Chief Adeboye. Chief Adeboye held unto my hand for some seconds before dropping it. "I wish you guys fun," Stella said and left immediately. I felt uncomfortable when Stella left. It was my first time in a night party and I never foresaw that I was going to be left alone with a total stranger for any reason. But then Chief Adeboye turned out to be a very nice man from the way he treated me. He lavished me with attention, showered me with compliments and treated me like a queen. Everything went on fine till he handed me a glass of red wine. I sipped a mouthful, sipped another and yet another and another. Then I started feeling dizzy and that was all I could remember. The bathroom door clicked open and Chief Adeboye stepped out from the bathroom completely naked. The picture of what had happened became clear to me. Chief Adeboye must have drugged me, carried me to his hotel room and slept with me without my consent. But then I had no evidence to support my claim. His phallus stood erect between his two legs pointing at me like an aggrieved snake. "What did you do to me?" I asked trembling with fear. Chief Adeboye ignored my question and climbed unto the bed. "My friend, spread your legs!" He ordered grabbing my knees and yanking them apart. I felt sharp pain in my lower belly as Chief forcefully drove his phallus into my aggrieved pu$$¥. Back and forth he moved for some minutes before he began to groan like a bull on heat as I felt warm, sticky fluid hit the mouth of my womb. When he was done, he pushed me aside and threatened to deal with me if I ever revealed what happened to anybody. Then he dressed up, took his car keys and left without uttering any other word to me...

Episode 2 I lay back on the bed feeling terribly devastated. I didn't know what to do. I didn't know who to tell and my roommate never really explained this fun thing very well to me. At the foot of the bed lay a mouth-watering cheque of two hundred and fifty thousand Naira. Chief obviously must have left it there as payment for my services. Was this what Stella meant by making cool cash while having fun? I had seen Stella as a very rich girl from the first day I packed into our room as her roommate. My parents weren't financially buoyant and the much they did was pay my school fees and give me little stipends which they called pocket money. Sometimes giving me the stipend was even a problem. But Stella's case was different. She was a good example of what a poor fellow like me would describe as rich. She had lots of clothes, lots of handbags, expensive phones and drove one sexy range rover jeep. Our room was well furnished. We had flat screen tv, Dstv, home theatre, air conditioner, very nice and colourful rug which matched our curtain and one very big bed. Stella had bought them all. All I contributed into the room was my box of clothes. Initially Stella had lied to me that her parents were her sole sponsor in school until I saw the calibre of men she associated with. I had thought that since her parents were rich that probably those men were her family friends but not until one day - I can't remember the exact date - when I opened up to her about my financial condition. How I was finding it difficult to maintain myself in school and whether she could help me in any way. She accepted to help me and informed me that there was one business she did at her leisure that yields cash. She said the name of the business was "FUN AND CASH" and that it was very profitable and was all about having fun and making money at the same time. That there was no stress or risk in the business. She informed me that our first outing would be in 3days and that she would introduce me to the business that day. I never foresaw that my first time would turn out the way it did. I wasn't a virgin quite alright but to have gotten drugged and raped wasn't the picture I had in mind for my first time. As I lay on that bed that fateful morning inside the hotel room after Chief had left, I felt very depressed and worthless but nonetheless, I had made cool two hundred and fifty thousand naira which my parents would never have given me in the next ten decades to come...

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Intrestin Read, Plss go On

Episode 3 When I came back to our room later in the afternoon, Stella wanted to know how everything went but I refused to talk to her. This annoyed her so much and she left me alone. I lay on the bed ruminating over the events of the past night. After a while I got up, went to my purse and brought out the cheque of two hundred and fifty thousand naira and stared at it one more time. I had to go and cash it as soon as possible to avoid stories that touch. I dressed up and went to the bank to cash the cheque and when the cash was handed to me, I couldn't believe I was the one handling such amount. The sight of the money gladdened my heart and erased all the depression I felt. I dropped the money inside my handbag and headed back to my hostel. I narrated how everything happened to Stella later in the evening when she came back. She smiled after listening to my story and said:"welcome to the game but don't allow yourself get drugged next time." I thanked her for her advice. The next day I went shopping and bought new clothes for lectures and for business. I also bought samsung galaxy smart phone, new handbag and new makeup kit. I had learnt that the smart phone helped us in getting clients by snapping lewd pictures and uploading to social media where potential clients could contact us. I submitted pics to different hotels and pleaded with them to contact me incase any guest in their hotel needed company. The two hundred and fifty thousand naira had increased my interest in the business and there was no going back. I opened a new bank account and deposited the remainder of the money therein. Our second semester exams was scheduled to start the next monday and I wasn't prepared. But that wasn't going to be a problem - I knew how to go about it...

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Bad start,ur lyf is worthyless

Episode 4 The exams started that monday as scheduled and I was busy writing jargon in my scripts. I hadn't been reading so there was no way I would know what to write. The students sitting by my sides didn't help matters too as they both closed their answer booklets from my prying eyes making it relatively impossible for me to copy. "Please let me see the ones you've written," I pleaded with one of the chaps. The guy didn't respond. Instead he behaved like he didn't hear what I said and continued with what he was writing. I never knew such behaviour was obtainable in a university where getting first position or last position wasn't relevant. After that response, I kept to myself and continued writing my jargon. For one week we wrote the exams one after the other till it finished. Then the second phase of the hustle began. I went from one lecturer's office to the other sorting my way out by cash and kind depending on the one the lecturer demanded. There was this particular lecturer that gave me hard time. He had refused to collect money from me and wouldn't grant me audience till the day I barged into his office unannounced. He had stared at me with fear not knowing what gave me the impetus to barge into his office the way I did. I locked the door behind me and instantly reminded him of why I came. "I have told you that your proposition is impossible," he said sitting back in his chair. "How I wish you know what you're missing sir," I replied pulling up my skirt and turning around for him to see my well shaped asset. "All these would be yours to enjoy free of charge if only you would help me." The man remained silent for sometime. Then I heard him mutter some inaudible words and pointed to a white piece of paper in his left hand. "Write down your phone number here," he commanded... "

Episode 5 I was in my room that friday evening a week after our exams when my phone began to ring. The number wasn't familiar but I decided to pick. Who knows, it could be a potential client or someone important. "Hello good evening," I greeted on picking the call. "Am I speaking with Linda Ezeagbo?" A baritone voice asked from the other end of the line. "Yes you're," I replied. "Ok its Mr Ofoegbu on the line. Meet me at lomalinda hotel by 7pm on the dot." Then he hung up. Mr Ofoegbu was the lecturer who had asked me to put down my phone number on a white piece of paper. I looked at my wrist watch and it was ten minutes past six. I hurried into the bathroom, took a quick bath, came out, put on one very short mini skirt with a top that revealed the whole of my cleavage and zoomed off. Lomalinda hotel was about twenty minutes drive from my hostel but then I first branched to an ATM to collect some money before going because all the expenses that would emanate from the visit was probably going to be on my head. I got to the hotel around five minutes to seven and dialled Mr Ofoegbu's number. "Come to room 901," he informed on picking. I hurried over to the room and knocked on the door. "Come in," a baritone voice replied from inside. I opened the door and stepped in. Mr Ofoegbu was lying naked on the bed. His joystick stood erect asif saying welcome to me. "Lock the door and join me," he directed. I locked the door behind me, took off my clothes and joined him on the bed. He instantly grabbed my b00bs and began to suck my n!ppl€s hungrily. "Stop, Stop," I cried cutting him short and surprising him at the same time. "Are you promising me an "A" in your course?" I asked looking him directly in the eye. "Yes yes," he gasped with uncontrolled desire. "Are you sure?" I asked to be sure that the deal has been sealed. "Yes I'm sure," he replied. I slowly parted my legs for him and he thrust in his joystick into my wet pu$$¥ with all the energy his loins could muster. For close to 30minutes he bounced up and down and in and out of me until he started groaning like a bull and ejaculated inside. Alas the deal was sealed and I eagerly expected an "A" in that course...

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Episode 6 I nearly ran mad when the results came out and I got "F" in Mr Ofoegbu's course. I stared at my reg number a second time to be sure it was mine and that there was no mix up. Indeed it was mine. I ran to Mr Ofoegbu's office to confront him and find out why he hadn't kept to his own end of the bargain only to discover that the door to his office was locked. I dialled his number, he didn't pick. I dialled again and again and again, no response. Then on the fifth attempt he picked. "Yes who is this?" He asked with his peculiar baritone voice. "Its me Linda. The student that met you at lomalinda hotel," I explained. "I don't understand what you're talking about," Mr Ofoegbu replied throwing me off balance. "Who did you say you met at lomalinda?" "Sir can't you remember me? Linda, the girl you spent time with at lomalinda hotel. The one you promised to give an "A" in your course. Sir, they just pasted the results now and I got "F." Sir, please I wish to know what happened." "Please I don't understand what you're talking about. Maybe this is a wrong number," he said hanging up the call. I felt like tearing myself into two. How on earth could Mr Ofoegbu do this to me? Does it mean I'm going to carry this course over? I was still deep in thought when my phone began to ring. "Hello," I said on picking. "Hello, this is the Chief Receptionist of Hilly Zander guest house. We have a very important personality lodging in our hotel this night and he had gone through the pictures of all the beautiful ladies in our database and picked you as his favourite. Will you be free for the job this night?" "Yes I will," I replied. "How much is he paying?" "Umm, 450k," the receptionist replied. "Wow I'm gonna be free," I said smiling to myself. 450k was no child's play and if not for any other thing, atleast I was going to use it to console myself over the disappointment Mr Ofoegbu dished to me...

Hmmm

Next pls

Episode 7 I was at Hilly Zander guest house by 7 o'clock pm on the dot. I went straight to the receptionist who wasted no time in identifying me. "Cindy right?" She asked beaming her professional smile at me. "Yea Cindy," I replied. Cindy was my business name. Stella had taught me that business life was different from personal life so we used different names for business. Just like actors who answered different names on stage, we answered different names in business. Stella's business name was Kittana just as mine was Cindy. But that's by the way... "Room 330," the receptionist directed pointing down the hall. "Thanks a lot," I replied and followed her direction. I got to the room with 330 written on top and knocked. "Come in," a deep voice responded. I swung the lock open and went in. The receptionist didn't make any mistake in her description. The man from his appearance was indeed a very important personality. He wore this big abada like clothe that most of our top Hausa politicians liked wearing with a cap to match. He was dark in complexion with a medium sized pot belly. He had tribal marks on both sides of his cheek. "Hi beautiful, what's your name?" He asked as soon as I entered. "Cindy," I replied smartly. "I'm Alhaji Senator Jubril Ahmed," he said looking at me. " I just arrived few hours ago for a convention." "You're highly welcome to our state sir," I replied with my business smile playing on my lips. "You're such a beautiful lady wahali," he complimented. "Thank you sir," I replied. "I'm here to make you happy sir." "Please address me as Jubril dear. Let's not sound too official," he suggested. "Ok sir. Oh sorry Jubril," I corrected. "No problem," he replied. There are personalities you will see and you won't know when sir starts pouring from your mouth. Alhaji Senator Jubril Ahmed was one of such personalities. I started the evening for him with a strip dance. The Alhaji went crazy as he watched my waist whine slowly to the rhythm of the song playing on the telly and at the same time slowly took of my clothes. My top was the first to go revealing my pawpaw shaped b00bs sake for my bra. Then my skirt followed revealing the super hot g-string undie I wore inside. By the time my bra and g-string was gone, Alhaji already had a visible bulge showing on his trousers. Without wasting time, he removed the abada and trouser and stood completely naked before me...

Episode 8 His uncircumsized phallus was as long as that of a horse, if not longer, and I wondered within myself if he would be able to penetrate me. The phallus stood erect pointing menacingly towards me. I was still staring at the Alhaji's long phallus when he suddenly grabbed me and yanked me onto the bed. My heart instantly flew into my chest. I had heard lots of stories about ladies who died in the course of this business and I never imagined such fate for myself. "Please take it easy sir," I begged squeezing my face. I guess the sight of my nude body must have charged him beyond control. "Come here!" He commanded forcing my two legs apart. I hesitated but gave way as I noticed the aggression accompanying his lust. I felt sharp pain hit my tummy as he roughly penetrated me. The Alhaji wasn't romantic at all. Wam bam wam bam, he rocked back and forth like a bull without control striking the mouth of my womb with reckless abandon. He continued like this for over one hour before he started groaning in ecstasy as he ejaculated his load inside me. Then he rolled off and lay on the bed panting. "Wahali you sweet die," he said to me fondling my b00bs. I didn't respond as I lay still in pain. I felt cramping pain all over my pelvic region and down my legs. All through the night, Alhaji f.u.c.k.e.d me mercilessly in every position imaginable. I couldn't tell where he got his energy from. Who knows, he must have taken viagra before coming to the hotel. He finally slept off around 3am in the morning. By that time I was totally exhausted and almost giving up. I felt peppery sensation all over my punny area but endured it after-all my 450k patiently waited for me. But then something very terrifying happened. Alhaji was lying dead beside me on the bed by the time I woke up the next morning...

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Episode 9 I jumped out of the bed with all the strength my legs could muster and stared at Alhaji's lifeless body. Fear gripped me as I didn't know what to do. Alhaji lay still on the bed with a sombre expression on his face like he was sleeping. The aphrodisiac he had taken to enhance his performance must have caused him a heart attack but then who would believe me? I wasn't a doctor and had no background knowledge in medicine but then common sense was enough for me to reach my conclusion. The reality and fear surrounding the fact that the hotel management could charge me for murder added to my trepidation. I had to act fast and smart. With trembling limbs, I hurriedly wore my clothes, ran into the bathroom, splashed water on my face, put on light make up and opened the door to leave but on second thought, I decided to delay for sometime before leaving. I didn't want the receptionist to suspect that anything was amiss. I left the room five minutes later and headed to the receptionists desk to receive the payment for my service. "How is Alhaji?" The lady-receptionist asked beaming her professional smile at me. "Alhaji is fine o," I replied struggling to hide my anxiety. "He's still sleeping." "Hope everything is alright?" She asked looking suspiciously at me. "Sure," I replied with an anxious smile on my lips. "I came to collect my payment." The receptionist opened a drawer in front of her seat and retrieved some bundles of Naira notes. She handed 3bundles to me and announced: "that's 250k." "I thought you said the job was 450k?" I asked looking perplexed. "Yea," she replied. "The hotel management is entitled to 200k while you take 250." I wasn't in the mood to argue so I took the 250k she gave me and zoomed out of the hotel as fast as my legs could carry me before Alhaji's lifeless body was discovered...

Episode 10 I had barely gotten to my room when my phone began to ring. I looked at the caller and it was the receptionist at Hilly Zander guest house. Instantly, my heart skipped 3beats and my breath rhythm increased. The reason why she was calling me was clear to me and this added to my anxiety. But then I had to pick or else I would be tagged the chief suspect without any waste of time. With trembling hands I picked the call. "Hello," I said on picking. "Yes, am I speaking with Cindy?" The female voice at the other end of the line asked. "Yes, you are," I replied. "What did you do to Alhaji? Alhaji was found dead this morning after you had left. What did you do to him?" She asked nearly precipitating a spontaneous cardiac arrest in me. I nearly slumped on hearing the receptionist's question but to God be the glory I didn't. "I don't understand what you're talking about," I replied with all the courage my failing heart could muster. "Please can you come over to Hilly Zander guest house?" She asked sending my already weakened heart beating anew. "Sorry I'm not in town," I lied nervously. There was no way I could go back to that guest house for any reason not to talk of now that a murder case was involved. "The best thing you can do for yourself and this guest house," the receptionist continued. "is to bundle yourself back to this place and clarify things or risk turning yourself into a fugitive. Alhaji came in here healthy and hearty till this morning." "The Alhaji was sleeping when I left," I countered defending myself. "I don't know what you're talking about and I'm currently not in town." Angrily, the receptionist ended the call. It was obvious that the guest house was in big trouble as the deceased person was no small individual. Imagine a senator of the federal republic of____found dead in a guest house? The case was indeed no small case and the guest house was bound to answer for it. No wonder they wanted me at all cost. But then truth be told, I didn't kill Alhaji and all of you can bear me witness. But all the same I wasn't going anywhere. As far as I'm concerned, I was out of town and out of sight. The police arrested all members of the hotel management including the manager. They also sent Alhaji's body to a well known hospital for autopsy. News was sent to the media about a wanted prostitute named Cindy. Luckily for me, my real name wasn't Cindy so I only had my picture to contend with. Once or twice some friends called to confirm whether I was the one been shown all over the news in connection to the murder of one reputable senator. I strongly denied being the one and waved aside the picture as mere resemblance. Even my roommate Stella was shocked about the whole development. My only saving grace was that the name all over the news was Cindy not Linda. Funny enough when the autopsy result of the dead Alhaji came out, it showed that the Alhaji had died of circulatory arrest resulting from the complications of his intake of one locally made aphrodisiac known as buruntashi. This cleared both the hotel management and "I" of the crime but the news nonetheless spread all over the country that a senator had died in a guest house after a marathon s€x session with a prostitute after taking a locally made aphrodisiac they called buruntashi...

god saved ur f***ing ass

Episode 11 It took me some months to recover from Alhaji Jubril's experience. It wasn't easy at all for me. To imagine that I had laid side by side with a corpse till daybreak was traumatic on its own. What if the ghost had strangled me to death? What story would I have narrated to God in judgement? The experience reminded me of how long ago I last went to church. One thing about living a reckless life is that it has a way of luring you away from God. You start avoiding the things of God probably because you feel so dirty and unworthy to be in His presence. It had been months I last went to church and somehow I felt I needed a come back. The sunday 3weeks after Alhaji Jubril's saga died down, I went to church for the first time in 9months. My parents had brought me up the christian way and taught me all the things I needed to know about my christian faith. My parents were anglicans and we all went to church together. We were 7 in our family - 3girls and 4boys. I was the first child and my younger ones looked up to me for direction. As a result, I had so much responsibilities on my shoulders so my parents were very strict and thorough with me. The strictness doubled when I reached puberty and started seeing my period. My mum in particular was always on my neck hammering into my ears how wicked and deadly men were. "Its true that we are not all that buoyant," she would said to me. "But then never accept any favour from any boy or man no matter who. Infact anywhere you see them start running." I nodded my head severally each time she dished out this piece of advice. Her strictness even increased my curiosity to find out what it was about men that was so deadly. I was barely seventeen when I lost my virginity to one of our street boys whom I loved so much and was very nice to me. I had felt severe pain that very first time he thrust his young p€n!s into my wet punni but that was all about that. Every other thing that followed was pleasurable. When I got admission into the university to study accountancy, all the strictness and harshness from my parents dramatically reduced and I began to notice a new found respect they had towards me. But all that was now in the past. The pastor's sermon that sunday was very touching and it was asif the whole talk was directed at me. I felt so dirty and guilty inside but nonetheless man and woman had got to survive and my own case wasn't different...

Episode 12 I came back from a friend's house 3days later and saw a brand new infinity jeep parked in front of our hostel. It wasn't a new thing to find flashy cars parked in front of our hostel but something was peculiar about this one. The plate number had the name "STELLA - 001" inscribed on it. My roommate Stella had purchased a brand new jeep. My eyes widened with envy and I felt bad. I was yet to buy simple camry while my roommate owned two jeeps. And what was more? The plate number was customized. Not even ordinary plate number. And both of us were in the same business. Was it that there was something I wasn't doing right or was it that Stella was hiding certain things from me? I couldn't tell. I quietly entered our room. Stella was jubilating with some friends when I came in. "Linda baby!" Stella hailed as I walked in. "Meet my wonderful roommate." She said turning to her friends and swinging her left hand towards me. "Linda baby! Welcome," Stella's friends chorused. "Thank you dearies," I replied with a smile on my face. "Please what are we celebrating?" I asked pretending like I hadn't seen the jeep outside. "Stella bought a new jeep," they chorused aloud. "Wow! Baby I'm so happy for you," I shouted hugging my roommate. "This truly calls for celebration." I added like I was happy. I acted happy through out the jubilation even though deep inside I was full of envy for my roommate. She was doing well more than me in the business and I wasn't happy. But then I didn't know what to do. A thought flashed across my mind to plan with my male friends who were cultists and snatch the new jeep from her - to show the extent my envy had gotten to. A second thought countered the first and informed me of the consequences that awaited me should the plan fail. But then the envy I felt inside overshadowed the second thought and I seriously started thinking of how best to actualize my plan. I followed up the plan and was very happy when a week later my roommate ran into our room crying profusely that her new infinity jeep had been stolen at gunpoint. I pretended to be shocked by the news and shouted at the top of my voice like the news had hurt me but deep inside I was happy. I couldn't watch my roommate outdo me in a business the both of us were into together so I had to do what I did. Since I ventured into the business, it had been from one misfortune to the other while my roommate had been having a smooth ride all along. Then a thought crossed my mind of the possibility that my roommate must have charmed me to slow down my progress. "How come I never thought of this?" I asked myself wondering aloud. I knew of one spiritualist whose temple was located around our campus and I wasted no time in consulting him...

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i pray u dnt regret all ur action at d end wen nemesis will catch on u

Episode 13 "Your roommate is jealous of you," the spiritualist revealed as soon as I entered the temple. "And not only that, she also wants you dead." "Why? How?" I asked looking terrified. The man took his bell and rang it intermittently as he spun round and round. His overflowing white robe spun along with him as his dreadlocks spluttered about. "She doesn't want you to outshine her," the spiritualist replied after his spinning had come to an end. "She knows you're more beautiful so she had to charm you." "You mean my roommate charmed me?" "Yes she did." "How?" "She put the charm into your bathing water without your knowledge." He explained. I nearly urinated in my pants as the spiritualist divulged these piece of information. "Please what do I do now?" I asked wiping my brow. "The only way you can neutralise this charm is to bring the egg of a virgin tortoise." "But I don't know where to get such from," I pointed out immediately. "I can get it for you but it would cost you a hundred and fifty thousand naira," the spiritualist said. "You know the egg of a virgin tortoise is very rare. I will have to travel as far as Benin republic to get it." "Ok let me rush and get the money for you as fast as possible," I said rising from my seat. The major thing that mattered to me at that point in time was to get the charm neutralised and not even the amount of money involved. Because if business flowed smoothly, I would recover every single amount I spent in no distant time. I quickly rushed to the bank and withdrew the money and brought it to the spiritualist who told me that I should go and continue my business that my problem has finally been solved. I thanked him immensely and left feeling greatly relieved. "My roommate wanted me dead and I didn't know," I thought to myself as I journeyed back to our hostel. "The battle line had been drawn. Let's now watch and see who would outdo the other in the game..."

Episode 14 My roommate was fast asleep when I got back from the spiritualist's temple. Her eyes looked swollen like someone who had been crying before falling asleep. The loss of her new jeep must have gotten to her but I didn't feel any pity for her. I was even happy with the situation of things. I looked at her from head to toe and shrugged my shoulders. We haven't had any open confrontation with each other so I had to maintain my decorum. I took some water from our drum and went to the bathroom to have my bath. I was sweating profusely and didn't want the sweat to dry on my body. By the time I came out, my roommate was awake and sitting upright on the bed. "You're back," she said looking up at me. "My dear, I'm back o," I replied staring back at her. "What is the police saying about your stolen jeep?" "They said they haven't seen any trace of it," she replied. "I wonder if they will ever find it. You know our police and their lapses." "My dear don't worry, they will find it," I said pretending like I care. "I really hope they do," she murmured. I dried my body with my hand towel and wore a light cotton gown with nothing underneath. Then I logged onto my facebook account. It had been long I last visited facebook and I knew I would have accumulated lots of messages. I was right. There were lots of messages in my inbox some of which were relevant with others which were quite irrelevant. Among the relevant ones were some which were outdated and some which were recent. There was this particular one sent an hour ago from one Valentino hotel about a guy that just arrived from the United States of America and needed company. The message specified that the guy had gone through the pics of all the beautiful girls in the hotel's database and selected my pic as his favourite and was willing to pay as much as 500k to have a taste of my pu$$¥. The deal was mouth watering and I was ready to take a shot at it. I was convinced that the spiritualist's powers were at work and my respect for the man grew tremendously. With my roommate's charms neutralised, I had no other obstacle blocking my business. I had spent a hundred and fifty thousand naira at the spiritualist's temple and was going to make five hundred thousand tonight. What other evidence do I need to convince me of the spiritualist's unlimited powers? I quickly replied the facebook message stating clearly that I was ready for the job and would be at the hotel by 7.00pm on the dot. "Thank you for responding to our message," they replied back. "7pm is ok. See ya..."

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U r wasting ur glory small small

Uhmmmm... Spiritualist wey don chop ur money clean mouth... U go learn

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Story 4 d gods

Yea I ve 4gotten.... And still can't remember

Episode 15 I logged out of facebook and went to prepare myself for the job. I wore one very short mini skirt and a very low top that revealed my cleavage. Then I slipped my feet into my 8inches high-heel shoe. By 6pm I was ready. I took a cab to Valentino hotel and arrived around 6.45pm; 15minutes earlier to my stipulated time. The last thing I wanted to hear was that I came late and someone else snatched the deal from me. So I had to get there early to avoid stories that touch. The receptionist was a young lady in her early 20s, very beautiful and smart-looking. I had changed my business name from Cindy to Rosy after that Alhaji experience. As soon as I got to the receptionist's desk she looked up and asked: "Rosy right?" "Yea Rosy," I replied. "I'm Rita, the Chief receptionist," she said stretching out her right hand. I wrapped my fingers round her outstretched hand and our palms met in a warm handshake. "You're here for Ray, right?" "Ray?" "Yes Ray, the guy that just arrived from the States," she explained. "Yea I'm here for Ray." "Join him in room 302," the receptionist said pointing towards the corridor. I followed her direction and soon got to room 302. Then I tapped gently on the door. "Come in," a polished masculine voice responded from inside. I swung the door open and went in. A young man barely 30years old sat on a sofa at the right hand corner of the room. He was dark in complexion with a flat nose but nonetheless well groomed. He had this aura of America all over him and I almost fell in love just by looking at him. "Ray right?" I asked still standing at the door. "Yea I'm Ray, what about you?" "I'm Rosy," I replied. "Oh the sweet Rosy I've been dying all day to meet!" He exclaimed with excitement. He stood up and came closer to me and gave me a warm hug. "You're highly welcome dear," he said. "Hope you didn't have much trouble locating my room?" "Not at all," I replied feeling very relaxed. Ray was the typical example of the kind of man I wanted in my life. The way he spoke and carried himself endeared him to me and our conversation flowed. It was true that one of the rules of this our business strictly abhored falling in love with a client but I couldn't help it. This particular client was one in a million; visually enchanting and vocally appealing. He opened his fridge and brought out Chivita juice and offered to me with a clean glass tumbler. I poured out the Chivita onto the glass tumbler and took a sip. The juice was well chilled and very sweet. I gulped down two glasses in quick succession and quickly refilled my glass for the 3rd gulp. The 3rd glass was halfway gone when I started noticing some funny drowsy feeling all over my body. Ray kept silent glancing at me at intervals which I failed to notice initially. It was then that it dawned on me that the juice was drugged and by that time, it was too late for me to do anything. "Please can I use your toilet?" I asked politely getting up from my seat. "Sure you can," Ray replied pointing at a door located at the other end of the room. I stood up to go to the toilet but fell back to my seat nearly hitting my head on the wall behind. "Don't stress yourself dear let me help you," Ray offered and gently carried me onto the bed instead of the toilet. He took of my clothes one after another and I was so weak and drowsy to resist. "What have you done to me?" I asked breathlessly staring into his eyes. Ray smiled. "Relax," he said pulling off my panties with one clean sweep. "I won't take long." In my intoxicated condition, Ray parted my legs and drove vigorously into my warm pu$$¥. I was too weak to resist and two drops of tears fell out of my eyes. Fiki faka fiki faka, he plunged in and out of my pu$$¥ with reckless abandon. I felt deep pain in my lower abdomen as the head of his thick phallus continuously struck the entrance of my womb. For more than 30minutes he continued like this without break. Then gradually the room grew darker and darker before my eyes and before I knew what was happening, I had drifted unto unconsciousness...

Episode 16 I regained consciousness the next morning unable to recall where I was. My blood pressure was low and my heart beat was very slow. Then I noticed that I was lying naked in what seemed to be a hotel room. I felt pain all over my body most especially around my pu$$¥ area. The pain was peppery in nature like I had peppery substance smeared all over. The air conditioner blew cool air round the room and maintained the coolness of the room. I couldn't recall how I got to the hotel or with whom I slept on the bed. All I did was gaze at the ceiling and wonder what was happening. Around 12.00pm in the afternoon, the hotel management came knocking on the door. I feebly covered myself with a blanket before responding. "Come in," I said. The door swung open and a set of familiar faces walked into the room. A young familiar female voice threw the first question. "Where did Ray tell you he was going?" She asked staring at me. "Ray?" I asked back to the utmost surprise of the lady who asked the question. "Please who is Ray?" I noticed a visible frown creep unto the faces of the waiters who had accompanied the lady to the room. "Is this supposed to be a joke or what?" One of them bawled visibly irritated. "The man you were invited to service, where is he?" "Man? Service? Which man? Which service?" I asked looking genuinely confused. The lady and her team at once knew something was amiss. One by one they left the room and banged the door behind. With time, the side effects of the drug wore off and a vivid picture of how everything happened flashed across my mind starting from how I logged unto facebook, how I accepted the Valentino deal, how I met my client, Ray - oh yes! Ray was his name. Yes, Ray! The side effect of the drug had totally worn off and I remembered everything. There was no sign of Ray anywhere in the room neither was there any cheque lying around the bed. It was then that the reality of what happened struck me. Ray had simply drugged me, raped me and zoomed off without paying a single dime. With aggression, I jumped down from the bed and quickly wore my clothes. I seemed to have gotten extra energy from somewhere I couldn't explain. I rushed straight to the receptionist's desk and inquired about Ray's where about. The lady-receptionist stared back at me with shock and surprise. It took her some seconds to find her voice. "Wasn't that what we came to your room to ask you and you pretended you weren't understanding what we were saying?" she replied sullenly. "So what about my payment?" I asked. "Sorry dear, there's no payment," the receptionist replied. The receptionist's reply hit me like a boomerang. All the noise about 500k turned out to be a dream in no man's land. Ray drugged me, raped me and absconded without paying a single dime for my services...

Nawao,

Oh dear..!!! Dats to bad naa.. Oops, xowie it sims d spiritualist charm hasn't started working yet.. oh noooo, don't worry try again next tym bush gal.. Ur a losser..!!!! Next plsssss..

Hmmm! Greed Greed greed.. The Mother of All Fuck Ups.. I wander how Your End wil Bε̲̣̣̣̥ if U̶̲̥̅̊ dont wise up soon enoff

Dis is a sorry case

Hahahahahaha fiki faka fiki faka...dat is the sound of wot?(A woman waterin holl)hahahhaha tufia-kwa!

Dis one bad ooo

Lol.... Nd d spiritualist is still working bah?

dat is good for you, you better go back to God and seek for forgiveness

Serves u right,nemesis is catching up wit u

Episode 17 My experience with Ray thought me a very big lesson - money for hand, back for ground - a new era of pay before service. The experience shattered the reverence I had for the spiritualist and I started feeling he was scam. My roommate stella could be innocent after all but that wasn't my major problem. I needed strong powers to fortify myself against all odds. I had lost a lot of money and my life wasn't as safe as I thought. I needed protection against people like Ray and Chief Adeboye. So I visited one babalawo a friend recommended for me and explained my desire to him. "The first three men you sleep with after you leave this place, bring their c0nd0ms here with their sp€rms inside," he instructed looking intently at me. "Ok baba I heard you," I replied rising. Bringing the c0nd0ms with the sp€rms inside wasn't difficult. All I did was pretend like I was going to flush the c0nd0m down the toilet then hide it in my handbag. The difficult aspect came when the babalawo poured the sp€rms into one small bowl and instructed me to drink it. I hesitated for some time staring at the mixture. The mixture was yellowish and milky with an awful smell. I brought the cup to my face two times but the smell wouldn't allow me. "Don't you need protection and power again?" The babalawo asked staring at me with some air of disappointment. "Baba I need the power and protection," I replied still staring at the mixture. "Then drink nah and stop wasting my time!" He bawled. "The power I need is the "DO AS I SAY POWER" to make my clients do my wish and bidding without argument," I explained. "Drink the mixture first nah," the baba commanded frowning. I drank the mixture and nearly vomited. "Don't try it!" The baba warned. "If you vomit, then everything will be rendered useless." I struggled to restrain myself but the sour taste of the sp€rms kept stimulating the vomiting centre in my brain. I tried and tried, no way. I sat up, no way. I stood up, no way. With one long retch, I vomited everything unto the floor to the utmost dismay of the Babalawo...

Episode 18 "What do you think you have done?" The babalawo asked visibly annoyed. "I mean what exactly did you just do now?" "Baba please forgive me," I begged. "I didn't know when I did it." "You didn't know when you did what? My dear you're in big soup." "Baba please forgive me," I begged. "You just desecrated my temple and rendered my effort useless. The spirits are very angry and you must appease them." I squeezed my face as I listened to what the baba was saying. "First of all, you have to clean up this vomit on my floor, then you have to bring one white fowl, 3eggs and hundred thousand naira." "Baba I don't have such amount," I protested. "Then watch and see what will happen." I left the babalawo's shrine totally confused of what to do. The afternoon sun was shining with great intensity radiating very hot rays on my skin. I was bereft of ideas. My money had gone down to the extent that I didn't have hundred thousand to give the babalawo. And then, the other items he asked me to buy, I didn't know where and how to buy them. I stopped one cab driving past me and asked him to drop me at La Teresia lodge for that was the name of our hostel. "N500," the cab man told me. "300," I haggled pretending like I was searching for another cab. "Oya enter 400." "I no carry 400. Na 300 I carry." "Enter," the cab-man finally agreed. I entered the cab and drove back to my hostel. Then I paid the man and alighted. Then I knocked and entered my room. "Your mum left few minutes ago," my roommate informed as soon as I entered. "My mum?" "Yes." "What for?" I asked looking visibly surprised. "She didn't tell me. She waited and waited and when you didn't come back she left. Maybe you should call her and find out." I went out to a shop nearby and bought airtime. Then I dialled my mum's number. "Your dad is very sick," my mum informed me as soon as she picked my call. "He will be going for surgery and he requested that you come home incase." The news shocked me and I didn't know what to say. "I was in your hostel this afternoon but your roommate said you went out," my mum continued. "Where did you go?" "I went to make my hair," I lied. "Please come home, your dad is waiting," my mum continued obviously not impressed by my reply. "Ok ma..." I replied and hung up.

Hmmmmm, ur in for it Big time.. Next plssssss

...nd vhatz how yho wahala started....qudluck nd enjoy 'em...

Wen dey say d devil has no free gift people don't understand

Eeuu! Swallowed ova Night Sperm.. Dats So Gross.. U̶̲̥̅̊ Keep Gettin Your self in2 Mor Mess I wander while U̶̲̥̅̊ still Refuse 2 Bε̲̣̣̣̥ Wise..

This Runs is nt part of yr destiny bt nw u force yrsef into it dats Y u are facing alot of prblm,mind U more to come

Nxt plsss

hmmm....

Episode 19 I got home around 3pm in the afternoon. My dad was lying on the couch when I entered. My mum sat beside him discussing in low tone. "Daddy goodafternoon, mummy goodafternoon," I greeted on entering. "Good afternoon dear," my dad replied. "Linda is this you?" My mum asked standing from her seat and looking me all over. It had been long I last went home so I wasn't surprised of my mum's observations. I added weight and looked fairer in complexion. A friend of mine had recommended one cream and my fair skin had become the end result. My hair-do looked expensive and my mum took note of it. "You look different," my mum observed. "Hope you haven't started following men around?" "Ah mummy No...," I replied. "My roommate's parents are rich so she's taking good care of me." "Ok o," my mum chorused. "Thank God you came early, your dad and I will be leaving for the hospital soon and you have to go with us." "Ok ma," I replied. "Please come closer," my dad motioned to me when my mum had gone to prepare. "Have you had any encounter with any spiritualist or herbalist?" The question struck me like thunder. "Encounter with spiritualist?" I echoed under my breath. "Yes, have you had any encounter with any spiritualist or herbalist?" My dad repeated. "No sir, not at all." "Please tell me the truth," my dad pressed on. "I had one terrible dream last night where I was being pursued by one spiritualist who asked me to tell my daughter to come and settle him. So tell me the truth, have you had anything to do with any spiritualist or herbalist?" "I've never had anything to do with any spiritualist or herbalist," I replied feeling uncomfortable. My mum soon joined us in the sitting room and we left for the hospital. My younger siblings remained at home. We got to the hospital and my dad was first put under I.V infusion for about one hour before he was wheeled into the theatre. "They said his prostate had gone bad," my mum revealed as we sat outside the theatre waiting for the surgery to commence. "We were in the hospital two weeks ago; that was when the doctor booked him for the operation." "He will pull through," I said sounding optimistic. I felt scared inside but masked my feelings superbly. I didn't know whether the babalawo's threat had anything to do with my dad's ailment. "Hope everything is fine?" My mum asked when she noticed the drop in my countenance. "Yes, everything is fine," I replied nodding my head. The operation lasted for more than 5hours at which point my mum was already fidgeting on her seat. "This operation has lasted long," my mum said looking apprehensive. "I'm no longer comfortable." "Mummy don't worry, daddy will pull through," I replied to calm her down. The operation ended 3hours later and the doctor came out with a long face. My dad didn't make it...

Episode 20 My dad's death threw my family into a new era of hardship which my mum couldn't cope with. My dad's relations hovered in like hungry vultures and took away the few assets my dad left behind. They claimed my male siblings were too young to take care of my dad's properties so they came to help. Things became very difficult for my mum to the extent that paying my school fees became a huge burden for her. All these increased my desperation and determination to make it via my Runz girl business. The first thing I did when I got back to my hostel after my dad's funeral rites was to visit the babalawo. "Your stubbornness killed your dad," the babalawo said as soon as he saw me. "If you don't appease the spirits within the next four market days, you'll see what will happen to you." "So it was you who killed my father?" I asked the babalawo feeling very angry and terrified at the same time. "Your mother will soon join him," the babalawo retorted unmoved by my outburst. "You must do all those things I asked you to do within the next four market days and appease the spirits whose shrine you desecrated. Then you decide whether or not you wish to repeat the ritual for the 'Do As I Say Power' you initially requested for." I stood up and left the babalawo's shrine immediately. I rallied around for money and was able to gather a hundred and fifty thousand with which I cleared the babalawo's demands. Then I went back to my hostel to decide whether or not to go ahead with the DO AS I SAY POWER. That aspect of drinking the sp€rms of three different men mixed together in one small bowl was the most difficult aspect of the ritual which I wasn't sure I could go through with. And then vomiting again for the second time in the shrine meant going through that desecration process again which I wasn't ready for. After going through all these in my mind, I decided to let the "DO AS I SAY POWER" be for the time being till I was ready to cope with the requirements of the ritual...

Episode 21 The next academic session began in ernest few weeks later and the first thing I did was to storm Mr. Ofoegbu's office. The man felt like disappearing from his office the moment he saw me. "What are you doing in my office?" He asked springing up from his seat. "I've come for us to settle," I replied fearlessly. "Settle what?" He asked frowning his face. "You think you can use me, fail me and dump me just like that? You're in for a very long thing!" "Please lower your voice, you're creating awareness," mr Ofoegbu pleaded when he noticed that his ranting wasn't getting at me. "I will only lower my voice when you have kept to your own end of our deal," I replied raising my voice a pitch higher. "I will give you an 'A' please forgive me, the 'F' you saw was a mistake please bear with me, I will correct it asap," mr Ofoegbu begged. "You have 3days to correct the mistake or I will mess you up in this school," I threatened rolling my eyes up and down. "Please don't mess me up, I will give you your 'A.'" Mr Ofoegbu promised. I left Mr Ofoegbu's office and headed for the school auditorium. There was a friend of mine I needed to see there and she had waited for me for a long time. I passed the Admin block and was heading towards the auditorium when I heard a familiar masculine voice call out my name. I turned and saw Dennis following closely behind me...

God ll take control of ur lyf

Episode 22 I never mentioned I had a boyfriend. I guess it skipped my mind cos I was more interested in narrating my runs-girl experiences. I was coming from class one day after a very long lecture when I heard someone calling my name. "Linda, Linda," the voice called doubling up behind me. I turned and saw one very handsome guy following closely behind me. "Who told you my name?" I asked facing him. "Have you forgotten me so soon?" the guy asked drawing close to me. "Dennis, the final year law student." "I can't remember you o," I insisted drawing back a couple of steps. "Your name doesn't sound familiar." "Hmm, you've forgotten the guy that came to your rescue the other day cult boys wanted to collect your phone?" He asked peering into my face. The scenario of the event of that day quickly flashed across my mind. I had gone to urinate behind agric faculty department and was heading back to my faculty when three guys stopped me and started demanding for my phone. My heart jumped into my chest and my limbs trembled with fear. "Please I don't have any other phone apart from this one," I begged looking terrified. "If I whoz u slap eh," one of the guys threatened. "Ur eye go turn black. Komon gimmie that phone." I was about handing the phone to them when a masculine voice shouted: "No even try am!" from behind. I turned and saw this handsome looking guy draw closer from behind. "Na my girl una wan arrange so?" The guy asked standing between me and the three guys. "We no know say na ur girl nah," the other guys replied. "Abeg no vex." The three guys left immediately making me wonder what was so special about the intruding guy that made them leave me just like that. The guy had told me his name and department that day but since we didn't see each other again, I gradually forgot. "Wow was that you?" I asked with raised eye brows. "Yes, I didn't see you again after that day," he replied dipping his hands into his pocket and retrieved his phone. "Please can I have your number?" "0803975****," I called out to him. He dialled my number and I saved his own too. That exchange of number marked the beginning of my relationship with Dennis. Our first date was in a restaurant close to our campus and I enjoyed it. Dennis didn't know I was a runs girl and our relationship had continued peacefully. "I want to go and meet my friend at the auditorium," I told him. "Should I escort you?" He asked looking at me suspiciously. "No don't worry. I will call you when I'm through," I replied not minding what he was thinking. "Ok o," he replied turning to go. "See you." "Alright, bye," I replied and walked on. My friend was very angry when I finally showed up. "How come you kept me waiting for hours?" She asked frowning. "I'm sorry dear, our lecture lasted longer than I anticipated," I replied. My friend hissed with anger before blurting out: "Ok o no problem. Here's the senator's number. Call him this evening and if he asks you how you got his number, tell him that Digoxy gave you." "Ok no p," I replied. Senator Clifford Obi was one senator who liked women a lot. My friend had slept with him severally and confirmed that he paid well. Digoxy was his errand boy who arranged and organized chics for him. I was yet to meet Digoxy but mentioning his name nonetheless was enough to grant me a straight ticket to the senator's hotel room. A life time opportunity to make big money; I wasn't going to mess with it...

Na there ur corpse go fall. U beta repent now dat u still v ur time n life.

i hope u wount fall into anoda big problem

Episode 23 5.00pm on the dot, I dialled senator Clifford Obi's number. The phone rang and rang but the senator didn't pick. I tried again, he didn't pick. I tried one more time, he didn't pick. I became worried. My bank account was red and the golden opportunity I had to make money was eluding me. After five minutes, I tried again and this time the line clicked. "Hello," a baritone voice replied from the other end. "Hello, please am I speaking with senator Clifford Obi?" I asked nervously. "Yes you are, who am I speaking with?" "Sir sorry, my name is Rosy, I got your number from Digoxy," I replied. "Oh my boy Digoxy? No problem. Meet me at Leo hotel tonight by 8pm on the dot. No african time!" He dropped the call. The senator didn't give me the chance to say thank you. I felt so happy to have finally spoken to the senator and booked an appointment with him. 7pm on the dot I was at Leo hotel waiting for the senator to arrive. In this business, one has got to be sharp or someone sharper would cash into your opportunity. The senator arrived around 9.00pm at which point I was almost giving up on whether he would come or not. The moment he stepped in with his entourage, I walked up to him and introduced myself. "Good evening sir, I'm Rosy the lady who spoke with you on phone this evening," I introduced. "Wow, are you the pretty damsel? Please come with me," he invited. I followed by his side with his entourage moping at me apparently bewildered by my guts and boldness. "Room 331 sir," the receptionist directed without even waiting for the senator to place his request. "Digoxy get the keys!" The senator ordered walking on. A lean fair guy went over to the receptionist and collected the keys. By that action I knew he was the Digoxy whose name fetched me the deal. Digoxy hurried ahead of us and opened the door and we all went in. "I need some privacy," the senator announced as soon as we were inside. Digoxy and Co left immediately and shut the door behind. "Show me what you've got," the senator said turning towards me. I pulled my clothes immediately and seductively stood naked before him. My new rule of pay before service had to be suspended temporarily cos I didn't want to do anything that would turn the senator off. My b00bs stood gallantly pointing at the senator with two dark pointed n!ppl€$. The bushy mound infront of my thighs accentuated the pleasures buried inbetween the hidden contours of my pu$$¥ lips. "Baby you're too wonderful!" The senator complimented getting aroused. He took off his clothes and was soon naked with me. Then he drew me closer and started fondling my br€a$ts. He took one n!ppl€ after the other into his mouth and sucked on it hungrily. His hands wandered down to my hairy mound and soon found its way into the cleft between my thigh. My legs wobbled as his fingers brushed past my cl!t0ris. The senator noticed this and carried me to the bed. His d!ck was already standing at attention as I gently parted my legs for him and he plunged deeply into my wet pu$$¥. "You're the best!" He exclaimed with excitement as the soft walls of my pu$$¥ wrapped round his d!ck and gripped him tight. "Umph, ummm, mmm, Oops," the senator moaned as he f.u.c.k.e.d me front and back. "uuhhhhhh," he groaned as he climaxed and started ejaculating his semen inside my pu$$¥. Then he climbed down, trying to catch his breath. "You're the best!" He complimented for the second time. "You said Digoxy gave you my number right?" "Yes," I replied. "How come he didn't tell me about you?" He asked. My heart flew into my chest as I thought my lie was about to be exposed. "Maybe he forgot," I replied in a bid to downplay his fears. "Anyway he made a nice choice," the senator remarked. We did three more rounds before the senator became exhausted and slept off. He woke up around 7am the next morning and had his bath. Then he dressed up and gathered his belongings together. "I have a flight to catch before 9am," he announced glancing at his watch. Then he dipped his right hand into his briefcase and brought out a cheque of five hundred thousand naira. "This is for you," he said handing the cheque to me. My eyes widened with shock and excitement as I stretched out my hand to collect the cheque. For the first time in my life, I had five hundred thousand naira all to myself. "Feel free to call me anytime you need help," the senator added walking towards the door. "Thank you sir, I'm grateful," I said in appreciation. "Call me anytime you want and don't forget to make yourself available anytime your services is needed," he said and banged the door behind him...

u are still on it my God help u, but i will advice u to return ur friends car u stole

Jux pray dey dnt reject de check,,lol

Episode 24 I journeyed back to my hostel feeling on top of the world. I was five hundred thousand naira richer and had gotten strong connection as well. The cab I entered dropped me infront of our hostel and I alighted. My boyfriend, Dennis stood infront of my room waiting for me to come back. "Your number was switched off through out the night?" Dennis asked as soon as I came close. "Yes I was reading so I switched off my phone," I lied. "Is that so? Where are you coming from?" "I went to ATM to withdraw some money. You know we don't have any atm machine nearby." Dennis stared at me suspiciously. My dressing was provocative and I knew Dennis had ideas running in his head. "You went to atm dressed like this?" He asked looking bewildered. "Yes and what about it?" I snapped. "Hmm," he snorted. "Let's go inside jor," I said leading the way. My roommate Stella was yet to come back so we had the room all to ourselves. I was very tired after the long night with the senator but I didn't show it. Dennis grabbed me playfully as soon as we entered inside and yanked off my clothes. There was little time for romance as my roommate could come back anytime. With one clean sweep, he lifted me off the floor and dropped me on the bed. He tore away his clothes quickly too and joined me. Then he spread my legs and drove in; moving back and forth like a he-goat. Five minutes later, he came. We were still catching our breath and cleaning up when my roommate came back and knocked on the door. We hurriedly wore our clothes and opened the door for her. Stella came in and stared at Dennis for some seconds. Then she asked angrily: "What is this foolish boy doing here?" "Who?" I asked to be sure she knew whom she was talking about. "This foolish boy," she repeated pointing at Dennis. "This boy used me and dumped me years ago when I was still in first year." Dennis stared back at Stella not knowing what to say. Stella's outburst had taken him by surprise and left him short of words. "How dare you refer to my boyfriend as foolish?" I snapped rising to my feet with burning aggression. Stella stood rooted to the exact spot where she was standing. She probably had not expected that I would react that way so my reaction shocked her to a standstill. "You have no right whatsoever to refer to my boyfriend as foolish and in my presence for that matter," I continued. "Let this be the first and last time you'll try such thing." "Are you really talking to me like that?" Stella asked still moping at me. "I will talk to you like that all over again for all I care," I replied rolling my eyes. "Please my love let's go," I said grabbing Dennis' hand and pulling him to his feet. "Don't mind this mother-fuck!ng bitch!" With that Dennis and I left the room and banged the door behind us...

Episode 25 For 2months, Stella and I didn't talk to each other. She cooked her own meals differently while I cooked my own differently too. Infact we did everything differently including some of the things we used to do together before. Whether I was right or wrong wasn't my concern, my happiness was that I said my mind the way I deemed necessary. Nonetheless, the incident strained my relationship with Dennis and I demanded an explanation from him. Dennis explained that he had met Stella some years back and had fallen in love with her and everything had gone well between them till he discovered that Stella was a runs girl and quit the relationship. He further explained that they had lost contact since then till that morning when they met in my presence. Dennis' explanation left me with goose pimples all over my body. "If only he knew I was a runs girl too," I thought to myself smiling. My beef with my roommate continued nonetheless. I had gone to see a friend and was coming back when I saw mobile policemen surround our hostel talking in low tone. "She's the one!" my roommate exclaimed as soon as I entered the compound. "What?" I asked nearly taking to my heels. "You're under arrest for conniving with cult-boys to snatch your roommate's jeep," the leader of the policemen said flashing his ID card. "You have the right to remain silent or whatever you say will be used against you in the court of law." That I didn't faint that moment was by the grace of God. How on earth was it possible that Stella's jeep had been found? The guys that did the job had assured me that the operation went smoothly and hitch-free. How come the new development? We soon got to the station and true to their words, Stella's jeep was there. "Please I wish to make a call," I begged one of the policemen. "Make call nah! Na new thing?" He snapped back looking away. I dialled Senator Clifford's number and luckily for me, he picked and I explained everything to him. All he did was ask me to hand over the phone to the DPO which I did and before I knew what was happening, the case was closed and I became a free girl instantly much to the chagrin of my roommate...

u don get connection be dat ooo

U will soon regret

U better leave ur evil ways and turn to God.

next episode pls!!!

arent u posting again? Pls stop keepin us waitin nw

I can't wait dis is interestin

Wetin happen now wey you no continue

Lol... Seems our writer is also on vacation

Christmas holiday mr. Writer? Well we will wait till you are back

I hate 2 c dis pls post

Episode 26 I didn't feel comfortable living with stella anymore after that incident so I relocated to a new lodge. I had cashed the cheque of five hundred thousand naira so I had enough money to furnish my new room. Senator Clifford was of great help too. My new lodge was far from my former lodge - about an hour's trek - so my chances of seeing Stella ever-again was very slim. My strained relationship with Dennis was still ongoing but I ignored it and focused on other issues. I sent fifty thousand naira to my mum to her uttermost shock and surprise. "How did you come about this huge amount of money?" She had asked sounding angry. "Mummy I now work with a computer firm," I replied smiling. My mum didn't sound satisfied with my answer but she doused her feelings superbly. "Thank u so much my daughter," she said and ended the call before I could say "you're welcome." It was obvious that she wasn't very happy. Mr Ofoegbu, the lecturer who thought he could play me, finally gave me my "A" so my beef with him ended. I remained in touch with senator clifford and called him every once in two days. The hotels whose business didn't work out, I deleted them from my diary and focused on the ones that had better business to offer. All these was part of gaining experience. My relocation also moved me far from my former roommate and removed the envy I felt each time I saw her. The speed with which I was released from police custody had irritated her but due to reasons best known to her, she kept cool and quietly took back her jeep. I had come back from lectures and was relaxing one evening in my new room when a call came to my phone. I glanced at the caller and it was from the receptionist of Leo hotel - the hotel where I had spent the night with senator clifford. "There was probably a new business on board" I thought to myself but I had to pick to be sure. "Hello," I said after pressing the green button and placing the phone next to my ear. "Hello, this is the receptionist of Leo hotel, am I speaking with Rosy?" "Yes you are," I replied. "A guest of ours would be needing your services tonight. Chief Justus Badmus Akimbola, he's a multi-millionaire and CEO of Decums group of companies. Are you in for the job?" "Yes I am," I replied straight away without even thinking. "How much would the job yield?" "Nothing less than five hundred thousand naira." The receptionist replied. "Wow," I murmured. "I would be in your hotel 7pm on the dot." "Alright see you then." The receptionist said. "Ok," I replied and hung up. My first business in my new lodge promised to be a mouth-watering one...

nice one, keep it coming plsss

Nxt episode plsss

Episode 27 By 7.50pm on the dot, I was at Leo hotel - 10minutes earlier to the time I proposed. The receptionist at once knew I was serious with the job. "Good evening," I greeted on entering. The receptionist, a young looking man of about 26yrs looked up and flashed his professional smile at me. "Rosy right?" He asked. "Yes Rosy," I replied. "Chief hasn't arrived," he informed. "But I believe he would soon be here." "Maybe I will sit around and wait for him," I suggested. "Alright no problem," the receptionist replied. I went over to the left corner of the reception and sat on the well cushioned seats. As I waited for Chief Badmus to arrive, a familiar face of one of my old clients walked into the hotel in the company of Stella, my former roommate. I instantly brought out my phone and pretended to be chatting with someone hiding my face in the process. I didn't want my roommate to see me for any reason nor my client. They had a brief chit-chat with the receptionist and as they walked down towards their newly booked room, I glanced at them and discovered that the old client of mine in question was Chief Adeboye. A wave of annoyance swept through me and I felt like confronting him for what he did to me but on second thought, I sat back. I didn't want to ruin my evening with Chief Badmus all because of an old forgotten client so I let the sleeping dog lie. Chief arrived around 9pm and I walked up to him and introduced myself. The receptionist completed the remainder of the introduction and handed me the key to our room and we stepped in... ------------------------------------------------------------ Like every other client of mine, Chief Badmus tore off my clothes as soon as we were inside and parted my legs and drove into me with his fat d!ck. He rode me for like fifteen minutes before he poured his sp€rm inside me. "You're very sweet dear," he complimented breathing heavily. "Thank you Chief," I replied smiling. An sms message came into my phone that moment but I ignored it in order not to disrupt my rump with chief. Chief did 3more rounds before he became exhausted and slept off. I then used the opportunity to check my phone and to my surprise it was a bank alert. Leo hotel transferred five hundred thousand naira to my account...

Everybody just dey enter u without comdom, sure say u ar not a carrier

i sure say ur end no go good

mr. Writer..u keep getin into my nerves,buh no problem sha,dat last episode was so short na

Episode 28 The bank alert gladdened my heart and I smiled happily to myself. Then I lay back on the bed and slept off. The next morning I woke up to discover that Chief was already awake and dressing up. He had taken his bath while I was asleep. He glanced at me and smiled on noticing that I was awake. "I have a very important meeting to attend with my board of directors," he announced adjusting his cap. "Ok sir," I replied sitting up on the bed. "Hope you got your payment alert?" "Yes I did," I replied. "Ok, here's additional cheque of five hundred thousand naira. You deserve more," he complimented handing the cheque to me. I didn't know how to express the joy I felt at that moment. "Jeeeeeeeeeeeeeez!" was what escaped from my mouth as tears of joy rolled down my cheeks. For the first time since I ventured into runz, I was rewarded with one million naira. I felt on top of the world and while I lay on the bed rejoicing, Chief bade me goodbye and left for his meeting. ------------------------------------------------------------ Later that morning as I was leaving Leo hotel, I got a call from Lomalinda hotel about a Major General in the army who would be needing my services that evening. The name Lomalinda sent a peculiar chill down my spine and reminded me of my past experience in the hotel. My experience with Lomalinda hotel hadn't been good so I informed them before hand of my "pay before service" policy. Surprisingly they agreed to it. I had expected them to argue and haggle over it but they didn't. I first went to the bank to cash the cheque I got from Chief before heading back to my lodge to prepare for the evening job. I paid the money into my account and headed to my lodge. My phone rang while I was still inside the taxi and I reached for it and glanced at the caller who was no other person than Dennis. I sighed, put the phone on silent and dropped it back into my bag. I wasn't ready for Dennis and any of his wahala. What occupied my mind was business and money. I needed to get to my lodge, relax and prepare for the evening job ahead. Not discussing silly issues with silly boyfriend. 6pm on the dot I was at Lomalinda hotel. The general had already arrived and was waiting for me in his room. First time I was arriving later than a client. I introduced myself to the receptionist and reminded him of my pay before service policy. The receptionist smiled and clicked some buttons on his desktop computer. Instantly an alert came into my phone of two hundred and fifty thousand naira. "The balance of a hundred thousand naira would be sent to you after the job," the receptionist informed still smiling. "depending on how satisfied our customer is." I thanked him and headed to the major general's room. I got to the room and tapped gently on the door. "Come in," a deep masculine voice responded. I swung the lock open and entered. The general lay naked on the bed scratching his chin. "You came late dear," he murmured staring at me. "Sorry I was held in a traffic jam," I lied. "No problem dear. Join me in the bed," he invited. I took off my clothes and hopped into the bed with the general. The usual thing happened the usual way and before 2am the general lay totally exhausted on the bed snoring heavily like a drunkard who just finished seven gallons of undiluted palm wine...

Can't wait anymore next

Interesting

U will soon b HIV/AIDS distributor. Continue with ur keziah job.

Hiv is real ooo

Episode 29 The major general was so satisfied with my services that the hotel did not hesitate in paying me my balance and making me three hundred and fifty thousand naira richer. The general even collected my phone number and promised to keep in touch with me because of the sweetness of my pu$$¥. The amount of money these rich men are willing to pay for pu$$¥ baffles me atimes and I wonder what it is in pu$$¥ that entice them that much. I was becoming a millionaire little by little and I felt so satisfied with myself. My contacts and connection had grown and I was becoming more popular and comfortable. My room was excellently furnished and I was contemplating buying my first car. The major general was still sleeping when I woke up the next morning. I quietly tiptoed into the bathroom to avoid interrupting his sleep and had my bath. By the time I came out, he was awake but still lying in bed. "Goodmorning sir," I greeted. "Goodmorning dear," he replied. "You're already awake?" "Yes I am," I replied. "I have two important lectures this morning." I lied. "Walahi you're very sweet and I would love to have your number. The receptionist will transfer your balance to your account," he informed. "080," I called out to him. "3399450. I'm very grateful sir. Thank you so much sir." By then I had fully dressed up so I bade him goodbye and left. I had barely gotten to my lodge when my phone began to ring and the caller was my mum. "Hello, mummy goodmorning," I greeted on picking. "What is this I'm hearing about you sleeping around in different hotels with different men?" My mum asked shocking me deep to my marrow. It took me like 10seconds to regain myself and face the question facing me. "Mummy I can't understand what you're talking about," I replied buying time to think up a better reply. "What can't you understand!?!" My mum barked. "I have never slept outside my room since I came here," I lied squeezing my face. "Where did you get such information from?" "It doesn't matter where I got the information from," my mum replied back. "Better use your tongue to count your teeth and know what you're doing to yourself. I've told you my own. Whether you agree or deny is your business. The grasshopper burning up in flames foolishly believes that it is producing oil. A grasshopper which allows itself to be killed by the fowl - okpoko, is definitely deaf. Don't say I didn't tell you." She hung up. I sat back on my bed ruminating over what my mum just said. "How on earth did she come across such information? I've never met any familiar face since I entered this business. Who then fed her all the information?" I couldn't tell. But then my mum didn't have any evidence or prove to support her claims and who knows, she could just be whining me to know whether I was involved in the business or not. I had to tighten my game nonetheless to avoid further scandal on my track and also keep an open eye and ear to know who was leaking information to my mum behind my back. My phone started ringing again for the second time in five minutes. This time around the caller was no other person than Senator Clifford...

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I wonder aw wide dis gal punah go be now.. Sex without condom! Ha! I fear u o... Shey she no dey get belle sef? Abi na abortion tinz all d way

Episode 30 I allowed the call to ring for sometime before picking to avoid appearing desperate. "Hello," I answered on picking. "Goodmorning my honourable senator." I greeted. "Goodmorning," the senator replied. "How are you?" "I'm fine sir and you?" "I'm fine too my senator." "I called to inform you that tomorrow is my birthday and that I would be celebrating it in a big way and would be needing your company. Hope you will be available?" "Yes I will," I replied feeling elated. "Ok see you tomorrow. My driver will come and pick you by 4pm." "Ok sir. Thank you sir," I replied. "You're welcome," he responded and dropped the call. I lay on my bed feeling like a top business mogul. It was the first time I was attending the birthday of a senator and I felt like a queen. Just then another call came into my phone. This time it was from Leo hotel and the client was a returnee from America who needed a call girl for the night. I instantly accepted the job and was at Leo hotel at exactly 7pm. The receptionist was already familiar with me and all he did was tell me the room number and I went ahead to locate it. I knocked on the door and went in. The client in question was Ray - the guy who drugged me and raped me sometime ago and ran away with my money - but I pretended like I didn't recognise him. I had this little kitchen knife which I always carried in my bag for protection incase of unexpected violence from a client. I drew it out and faced him. "Before the count of three give me my money or I will stab you to death!" I bawled advancing towards him. "Sorry sorry wh-wh-what are you talking about?" He stammered with brows raised. "You drugged me, raped me and ran away thinking that I won't find you right?" "Please please don't do this to me," he begged shaking with fear. "It was the devil's handwork." An uncontrollable fit of rage swept through me as he gave that excuse and as the memories of the events of that night flashed through my mind. I lost control and stabbed him three times in the abdomen with the kitchen knife. Blood spurted out from the wound as he clutched his stomach tightly writhing in pain. I stopped briefly as the reality of what I just did hit me but fit of annoyance engulfed me one more time and I stabbed him two more times till he lay still and could move no more. The entire bed-sheet was red with blood. With trembling hands I dropped the kitchen knife back into my bag, went into the bathroom to clean up and hurriedly left the hotel before the management discovered Ray's lifeless body in his own pool of blood on the bed in room 119...

U ll be caught dis tym

Episode 31 I got to my room around 9pm feeling greatly disoriented. The image of Ray clutching his stomach and writhing in pain flashed before me and sent cold shivers down my spine. My sleep that night was greatly disturbed and I woke up the next morning with serious headache. I woke up more than five times in the night with the feeling that the dead Ray was lying beside me ready to stab me. I went to the bathroom and took my bath. It was Senator Clifford's birthday and I had made up my mind that I was going to attend no matter what. Afterall the dead Ray found my trouble first. Not asif I sneaked up against an innocent man and killed him. Ray humiliated me first and I paid him back. I saw no reason for any guilt-feeling. I started looking forward to the senator's birthday. At exactly 4pm, the driver came to my hostel to pick me. I was already prepared and waiting when he came. We drove to Senator clifford's residence and my eyes widened at the magnificent edifice that met my gaze. Senator Clifford Obi's residence was more than a building. It was big, beautiful, artistic and colourful. We went inside and what I saw was marvellous. The interior decoration and every other thing was superb. The senator beamed with smile as soon as he saw me. "You're highly welcome my dear," he said. "Thanks," I replied. The birthday was graced with so many men and women of timbre and calibre and I secretly got as many contacts as I could. I got the contact of the senate president and his deputy, the speaker of the house of reps, the commissioner of police, the army chief of staff etc to mention but a few. Food and drinks were in excess and I ate and ate and ate till I could eat no more. Then I drank and drank and drank to my satisfaction as well. The birthday lasted far into the night and at the end, senator clifford ended up in my pu$$¥. Senator clifford rode me all night long going from one orgasm to the other and unto another like someone who took an enhancer. Eventually he became exhausted and slept off. The next morning he woke up early and both of us went to the bathroom to have our bath together. After that we had breakfast and I dressed up and was ready to leave. I didn't know how to tell him that he was yet to pay me but I kept it to myself. To my surprise, senator clifford handed the keys to a brand new vehicle to me. "I bought it for you," he said jiggling the keys. "Let's go outside and have a look." We went outside and to my utmost shock and surprise, the vehicle in question was a new black highlander jeep...

Bet me, ur joy will nt last for spilling Ray's blood.

Well well !!!!! Itz high tym I type sumfn...dis gurl iz alredi gerrin on mah nerves mehn..!! U just killed a human for crying awt loud!!!!

Episode 32 "Jesus of Nazareth!" I screamed on seeing the black highlander jeep. "You mean this jeep is for me?" "Yes dear," the senator replied smiling. "The jeep is for you." I couldn't hide my joy. I ran round the jeep touching and inspecting every corner of its upholstery. Then I opened the door to the passenger seat to inspect the inside. "This is beautiful," I exclaimed feeling the seats with my hand. "This is very beautiful." "I'm happy you like it," the senator said smiling. "I sure do like it," I replied smiling back. Senator Clifford's driver drove me back to my hostel in the brand new highlander with me sitting at the back. The necessity of going for some driving lessons flashed through my mind as we drove back. My friends at the lodge were so dumbfounded when they saw me. "Its my new car," I announced smiling. "Wow!" They exclaimed with eyes ogling. I threw a party later that night in the lodge and everybody drank and drank till they were satisfied. I soon started feeling tipsy and danced freely. One guy slipped his hands into my skirt as we danced but I didn't mind. I was high on cloud nine so nothing else mattered. Around 11pm, an unfamiliar set of guys entered our lodge. Next thing they drew out guns and started demanding for our phones and everywhere became noisy. In the chaos, I quickly ran into my room and locked the door. "Please don't do this to me," I heard a female occupant of our lodge screaming downstairs. "My friend open it well!" A harsh masculine voice countered. The significance of what was happening was clear to everyone - the poor girl was being raped downstairs. ------------------------------------------------------------ The next morning I came downstairs to inspect my jeep and luckily for me it was still in good condition. There was no scratch anywhere nor bullet marks. After that I went over to the room of the girl whom I had heard screaming that night. The poor girl lay on her bed crying profusely. She had been unlucky that night and had the guys raping her in turns. I consoled her to the best of my ability and went back to my room. As I got close to my room, a call came to my phone and I looked to check who it was and saw the name Dennis, my boyfriend, calling. "You've been avoiding my calls," he complained as soon as I picked. "I'm no longer interested in this relationship," I replied shocking him. He kept silent for sometime before the line went dead. Another call came in almost immediately. This time it was from Leo hotel. "A very important senator would be needing your services this night," the receptionist informed. "Will you be available?" "Yes I will," I replied without thinking. "Alright see you then," he said and dropped the call. Initially I was happy for the new job till the significance of Leo hotel and the thought of Ray flashed into my mind. My instinct told me that it was possible that they must have discovered Ray's lifeless body and wanted to use the job to draw me out. I was right. I decided at that moment that I won't show up for the job; definitely not in a hotel where I was still a fugitive. The expected time for me to show up soon came and when I didn't show up, the receptionist started calling my number but I refused to pick. He gave me over fifty missed calls but still I didn't pick. At the end, he gave up and let me be...

After enjoyment, ur sorrow starts nxt.

Dey ll soon catch u

Episode 33 That evening, senator clifford called me and informed me that Leo hotel had called him and informed him about the murder of one Mr. Ray in their hotel and about my involvement in the murder. According to senator clifford, he said that it was reported that I stabbed Ray five times in the abdomen and ran away and that the police was searching for me everywhere. "Darling they are lying," I replied when senator clifford had finished. "You know I can't do such thing." "Honestly I was surprised when the manager called me and informed me about the crime," senator clifford continued. "I said I would hear from you first before I reach my conclusion." "Sir please I didn't do it," I begged. "It was all a set up. The man was already dead before I got to the hotel." "But what did you go to the hotel to do that night?" The senator asked. "I went to deliver a package from edex company," I lied. "You know I now work with edex group of companies and by the time I got to Ray's room he was already dead. The whole thing is just a set up," I explained. "Anyway don't worry I will see what I can do about it," the senator reassured and dropped the call. Ofcourse I knew the capability of senator clifford and what he could do so I wasn't bothered at all. My mum's call came in soon after I dropped senator clifford's call. "I've been having series of nightmares recently," my mum informed me. "I had a dream last night in which you were a prostitute and slept with different men till one of them used you for ritual. Then I woke up and discovered that it was all a dream." "Ah mama you over-worry yourself over nothing," I replied sounding casual. "Nothing will happen to me. I'm fine." "Ok o if you say so," my mum replied and dropped the call. The next day, senator clifford called me again to inform me that everything had been taken care of but that I should be careful and stay out of trouble. I thanked him immensely before ending the call. I had a job that night that promised three hundred thousand naira and I wasn't going to miss it for any reason. The job had gone smoothly till I woke up the next morning to discover that the client I slept with was no other person but the head pastor of my church in school... ------------------------------------------------------------ "Pastor Joshua?" I gasped. "Blood of God," he echoed in surprise. "Sister Linda, is this you?" "Yes its me o," I replied smiling to myself. I wanted him to know that I recognised him very well. "Hope your wife is fine?" "Yes my wife is fine," he replied hesitating out of guilt. "Greet her for me," I said smiling. "I will increase your money for you but just keep your lips sealed please," he pleaded. "No other ear should hear of this please?" I begged. "Ok no problem," I replied and went to have my bath...

Bad girl

Episode 34 I took my bath fast and collected my payment from pastor Joshua before heading back to my lodge. It marvelled me that some pastors and born-agains patronised call girls. The fact that call-girls had no strings attached made it a safer and heckle-free option for them as the stress and responsibility involved in maintaining a girlfriend or mistress was way too much and could result in scandals if not taken good care of. Imagine pastor Joshua who always preached against pre-marital and extra-marital s3x now the chief culprit. I shrugged my shoulders in disgust. I had enrolled for some driving lessons and had learnt how to drive, so driving to and fro wasn't difficult. I got to my hostel around 12 in the afternoon and first took tea and bread as I was very hungry before I lay on my bed to rest. I was feeling very weak and my temperature was slightly high. I soon drifted off to sleep and woke up around 4 in the evening. I was drenched with sweat and my temperature was high. I had headache too. With the little energy I had, I went to a pharmaceutical shop nearby and bought some drugs to control the fever. The fever stopped but I developed persistent itch in my private area. The itch was so discomforting that I had to rush back to the pharmaceutical shop to explain my predicament to them and seek treatment. The man gave me some anti-fungal creams to rub in my pu$$¥ and also some antibiotics to take orally. He also advised that I use c0nd0m regularly and properly each time I had s3x. That moment, the reality of the magnitude of the risks I had exposed myself to struck me. My fear wasn't pregnancy but std(sexually transmitted diseases). I was on oral contraceptive pill so I wasn't afraid of pregnancy. Contracting std was my major concern. But then it wasn't all my fault. The men I slept with were very wealthy and had more than enough money to pay for my naked pu$$¥ and refusing to give it to them the way they want could ruin my business so there wasn't much I could do. I had to live with the risk and make as much money as possible. The drugs the pharmacist gave me proved effective and soon had the itch under control. It also took care of the fever and headache and I felt better. But I still had to complete the dosage of the drugs to prevent recurrence. I kept my business and runz on hold till I fully recovered before I opened my phones again and waited for calls to star pouring in but surprisingly no call came. The little time I stayed away from business had affected my availability and I felt bad. I decided to log unto facebook to check what was happening online. My inbox was filled with messages as usual but I just glanced through and logged out. All these online stuffs always turned out to be scam so I wasn't moved by the messages. Rather I waited patiently and hoped that the calls would start pouring in. When I waited and waited without any call coming through, I decided to call senator clifford...

u will soon av aids

Episode 35 Senator clifford picked my call on the second dial. "Hello," he replied on picking. "Hello good day sir," I began. "Hope everything is going fine?" "Call me back I'm in a very important meeting," he replied and dropped the call. The senator's behaviour annoyed me but there was nothing I could do about it. Then I remembered the contacts I gathered on the day of his birthday and smiled to myself. Since senator clifford was busy, I rightly guessed that the senate president and his deputy would be busy too so I started with the commissioner of police. The man was so happy to hear my voice and asked me to meet him that evening in his personal guest house. Since business refused to come to me, I had to go for business afterall the fact that mountain refused to come to Muhammed doesn't mean muhammed can't go to mountain. The only fear I had was that of std but I didn't know what to do. The pleasure of money had overtaken me and I couldn't think of stopping. If my clients were small boys it would have been a different case. But for made men to pay you huge amount of money and you start talking about c0nd0m was out of place as long as business was concerned. Everything was cash and carry. Your client pays you and you give it to him anyhow he wants it. Risky but rewarding. When I first set out into the business, my major fear and precaution was against unwanted pregnancy which I took care of with regular pills. The thought of std never crossed my mind till I had those itch. Maybe my babalawo could help - you never can tell. But I first had to honour the commissioner's invitation first. That evening I met the commissioner in his guest house as planned and he gave me a very warm reception. Then as night came he took me upstairs into his bedroom and f.u.c.k.e.d me in and out - front and back - up and down - and back and forth. The next morning he wrote a cheque of three hundred and fifty thousand naira and gave it to me. "The driver will drop you at the park," he said smiling. "Alright no problem," I replied and left. As we drove, the driver told me lots of stories about the commissioner. How he slept with so many young girls of my age and how he always lied to his wife about meetings he never really attended. I just kept silent listening to him. When we got to the park, he dropped me off and drove back. I didn't go to the commissioner's place with my jeep as I didn't want to give him the impression that I was rich. I flagged down a taxi and drove straight to the bank to cash the cheque as i didn't want to take any chances. My birthday was forthcoming and I needed to draw out avenues to make money. But first I needed to see babalawo urgently to know if there was anyway he could help me protect myself spiritually from stds...

Protecting s.t.d spiritually kwa? U must b jocking

oioh make u drop de next episode fast

Your life is at stake o hmmmmm std can ruin you for life

Ur certainly gonna ruin ur life n end up so miserable u dx runs gal.. Abeg o, next plssss

u be otolo u wan protect std spiritualy na u mumu pass

Hmmmm!

Episode 36 The babalawo cleared his throat and smiled to himself after hearing all I had to say. He had recognised my face the moment I stepped in and had listened attentively to the reason why I came. "You didn't come again for the DO AS I SAY POWER?" He asked looking at me. "Baba sorry no vex," I apologised shaking my head. "Dat aspect of drinking sp€rm no gree me do abeg." I didn't even know when I switched from english to pidgin. "Big things don't come easy," the baba replied grinning. "You say you want spiritual protection from all ogbonge, yama-yama diseases?" "Yes baba," I replied nodding my head. "Ok take this soap," the baba said handing a package wrapped with palm leaves to me. "Bath with it each time you do that thing with any man and you will be clean again with every dirt and disease washed off." "Ah baba thank you," I greeted showing my gratitude. "One more thing," the baba continued. "On no account should any other eye see this soap and for no reason should any other body bath with this soap. If they do, all the diseases that were washed off would return and engulf you." I shuddered as I listened to the baba dish out the instructions regarding the soap. "I've heard everything you said and will keep to them," I replied and dropped some money on the floor. Then I stood up and left. The first thing I did when I got to my lodge was to hide the soap in a safe hidden place in my wardrobe. Then I went to the kitchen to prepare what to eat. I was still in the kitchen when my phone began to ring. I rushed to get the phone and to my utmost dismay, Dennis was the caller. I hissed angrily and went back to the kitchen. My phone continued to ring but I ignored it. When I was done cooking, I dished out some in my plate and went to check out the missed calls on my phone. I had missed 8 calls on my phone. The first 3 were from Dennis while the last 5 were from senator clifford. I quickly checked my account balance and discovered that I still had two thousand five hundred naira balance so I dialled senator clifford's number. "You weren't picking my calls?" Senator clifford asked as soon as he picked. "I went to ease myself sir," I replied. "When would you stop addressing me as sir?" He asked. "I'm sorry," I apologised. "Meet me at Gabby hotels this night," the senator continued. "Hope you'll be free?" "Yes I will," I replied. "I'll be there." "Gabby hotel is 1 kilometre from Leo hotel so its not too difficult to locate." "Ok sir I will be there." "There you go again," he commented and dropped the call. That night, me and senator clifford had fun long into the night and in the middle of the night, I informed him that my birthday was few days away. "How do you plan to celebrate it?" Senator clifford asked cuddling my nude body. "In a big way with friends," I replied stroking his d!ck. "Alright no problem," he said smiling. The next morning, senator clifford wrote my cheque and saw me off to my highlander jeep. "Take care my darling," he said as I opened the door to the jeep and entered. "Thank u my love," I replied and drove off. I got to my lodge and immediately rushed into the bathroom to bath with baba's soap. I needed to see how effective the soap was and I had no time to waste...

And i hope it's working well....u better know that u re digging ur grave

hmmmm

U r deceiving ur sef girlfrnd

Happy 2015 to you my cute readers... I wish you a successful, wonderful and marvellous 2015 ahead...

Same here

Episode 37 I felt something run through me like an electric shock the moment the soap touched my body and I stood still for some time to comprehend what was happening. A strong vibrating sensation had run through me the moment I sprinkled water on the soap and I couldn't explain why. Or was that how it cleansed me of diseases? I couldn't tell. I took everything slow - the bathing I mean - from head to toe, making sure I washed off all the dirt on my body. I started from my neck, down to my bosom, stomach and down-down to my punani area. I rubbed that area slowly and steadily, savouring all the tingling sensation it gave me. Then I went further down and scrubbed my legs, then came up once more to scrub my back and buttock before my face followed. When I was done, I splashed water all over my body except my head because of my hair and tactically poured water on my face too. Then I climbed down and dried my body with my towel. I re-wrapped the soap with the palm leaves and went to keep it in the hidden corner of my wardrobe. I had barely sat on my bed to rub cream on my body when my phone began to ring. "Tunununu tunununu tunununu tun" the phone rang. I glanced at the caller and it was senator clifford. "Name anything you wish for your birthday and I will grant it for you," he said jolting me with his offer. My eyes widened and I wondered whether it was the baba's soap at work. I had lots of needs in my mind and I didn't know which to talk about. The senator waited patiently for my answer. "I wish to go shopping in Dubai," I said rolling my eyes. "Wow is that all?" He asked making me feel like I could ask for more. "Yes that is all for now," I replied controlling my gluttony. "Alright dear consider it done," he replied and hung up. I couldn't believe what I just heard. That senator clifford had agreed to take me to Dubai for shopping on my birthday sounded too good to be true. But then I had to wait and see. True to his words, senator clifford processed my travelling documents gradually with his influence as a senator and within one week on the night of my birthday, I found myself sitting on an airplane for the first time in my life, on my way to Dubai, for a memorable shopping spree, free of charge...

Eennnnn now ur Chopin osho free naa, u will surely pay d hard way n even all d millions u myt ve acquired won't b enuf to safe ur damn ass Bush gal.. Oya leggo der, next plssss..

All these osho free u chopin, remember diaris God ooh.

Men! U've got the connection needed babe...lolzzzz, it'll soon catch up with you, watch ur back!

Nxt plss

Episode 38 Our plane landed in Dubai at exactly 11am Dubai time... To be honest, my eyes saw wonders. I didn't tell my mum that I was travelling neither did I tell Dennis, my estranged boyfriend. 'Runs' is one very risky but rewarding business. I didn't tell my mum because I knew she would ask too many questions and possibly discourage me from travelling. What else would have taken me to Dubai if not runs? I felt so happy and successful. I had become an international lady and I felt it was worth celebrating. I was now several steps ahead of my peers in the business as I now had an international passport and could travel in and out of the country as at when necessary. Senator clifford was indeed God-sent and I felt honoured to have him in my life. I've never asked him about his family or wife. Those information weren't any of my business. All that mattered to me was to satisfy him and receive my pay. We spent one week in Dubai and came back to Nigeria thereafter. My pu$$¥ saw hell through out our stay as senator clifford enjoyed himself anyhow and anywhere he wanted. I didn't travel with baba's soap because of the fear that senator clifford could find it and bring untold consequences on myself. The baba had warned me seriously and I wasn't ready to take any risk. Senator clifford and I went shopping severally and visited many places of interest. I bought clothes, handbags, shoes, under wears, make up and numerous clothing accessories. I also bought provisions and some foreign delicacies. The trip was very fascinating and I felt like never coming back again but I had to come back for the sake of my family and academics. Our flight landed on a sunday evening and senator clifford's driver dropped me off at my lodge and zoomed off. I had lots of goodies to offload to my room and senator clifford's driver had waited patiently till I was done. My room was dusty and I had lots of cleaning to do. When I was done, I went and took my bath with the baba's soap. It was when I came out and senator clifford started calling me again that I knew that there was a link between baba's soap and senator clifford's recent calls. I picked the call to hear what he wanted to say and yet again he asked me to make another wish and he would grant it for me. Baba's soap had not only the property of washing off diseases but also of holding men spell bound and driving them to do whatever I wanted. Senator clifford had fallen into my trap and I was going to use it to my advantage, no doubt...

But d baba soap must v side effect. Just les watch n c d end.

Lol, spell bound indeed, once d@ spell breaks u'll see hell. U beta stop while u still can nd dnt let greed take over ur tinkin faculties.

Oh yeah, no worries naa.. U go soon see ween, e no go too teey sef, watch out Bush gal.. Senator go surely see dat evil soap n lyk I said b4,all d money acquired won't be able to safe ur damn sorry ass.. Next jare b4 I vex plenty kina..

Nxt one

I bet you your life is at stake with all this your ungodly way you living

Wow 4 ur mind u be big woman,ur life is at stake

Episode 39 "I need a very well furnished duplex of my own," I replied straight away. "A well furnished duplex?" He asked probably to be sure he heard me right. "Yes a well furnished duplex," I repeated. "Alright consider it done," senator clifford replied and dropped the call. I felt so good and elated. I was already ranking as the biggest girl in Filbom lodge - for that was the name of our lodge - and had so many girls flocking round me for assistance. The guys living in our lodge felt too intimidated to talk to me as they felt I was far above their class and would have no respect for them. I respected their assumptions and kept my distance to avoid insult. Even if I wasn't going to live in the duplex, I could rent it out and have it serve as another source of income for me. It had been long I saw my family and I felt the need to go home and see them. I also wanted to use the opportunity to show them my jeep and prove to them - my mum in particular - that I was doing fine. I hadn't received any call from any hotel or client since I came back from Dubai except from senator clifford. I got up from my bed and went to my wardrobe to dress up. My clothes were all rumbled sake for the one I ironed the night before. I quickly wore it, put on some make up and left. I didn't plan to spend the night at home so I had to leave early enough so that I could get back on time. I got home around 5 o'clock in the evening. My mum's face turned into a frown the moment she saw me climb down from my jeep. "Wonders shall never end o!" She exclaimed. "Mummy how?" I asked staring at her with surprise. "Wonders shall never end!" She repeated. "Oh! the jeep? I bought it few days ago. Come and take a look," I persuaded. My mum reluctantly came over and peeped at the interior of the vehicle. "Wonders shall never end!" She exclaimed again. "Thought I told you about my new job?" I asked staring surprisingly at her. "I told you that I now work and go to school." "Please what type of work is that?" My mum asked. "Company work and they pay well," I replied. My mum kept mute staring continuously at me and the car. "Mummy I bought this for you," I said bringing out a parcel from the back seat and handing it to her. "What is inside?" "Open it first nah." "I'm not interested in your gift!" My mum said dropping the gift on the floor and shrugged her shoulders. "You've finally succeeded in joining prostitution abi?" "How can you say such thing?" I countered feigning annoyance. "I work with a top perfume company and they pay me well." "How can a student be working with a top company and be paid well to buy a jeep? You don't even know how to lie." My mum pointed out. "It was God's favour," I continued. "You know that our family is always favoured." The argument continued as we went into the house. My siblings were all in school and my mum was left with the house-help which she had brought to work and keep her company. I spent approximately one hour at home before I started coming back to my lodge. I had driven for about thirty five minutes on the express way when I noticed that a particular 504 car was trailing my jeep. I slowed down, they slowed down. I increased speed, they increased speed. Without thinking twice, I pressed on the gas pedal and it answered without hesitation. The 504 followed suit in hot pursuit. The occupants of the car were young men about six in number. It was a race of life and death as those guys were determined to overtake and probably block me. But then my driving lessons weren't in vain and my darling jeep was still in good shape. The chase continued. There weren't too many cars on the road so the few I saw, I overtook them instantly and sped on. The 504 did the same and followed in hot pursuit. All of a sudden, my jeep started losing speed and the 504 caught up with me and attempted to overtake me. I pressed harder on my gas pedal, no show. I swerved to the left then to the right to block them as they attempted to overtake me. At last, I sighted a police station infront and quickly drove in as the 504 peugeot sped on without stopping as they knew the implication of attempting to snatch my car inside a police station...

Hmm

Hmmmmmm, u get luck naa.. But bliv u me, u Jux myt nt b lucky nxt tym..

Snatching ur car or snatchin ur life?

Episode 40 "I was being pursued by armed robbers," I narrated to the middle-aged policeman who came to question me for driving into the premises in the manner I did. "Armed robbers?" He echoed. "Where?" "They sped off as soon as I entered this place. They've been following me from far off," I explained. "Hmm ok no wahala," the policeman replied. "But u go roger us something nah for saving u." The way he said "roger us something" sounded like there were hundreds of them but in essence it was only him standing before me. I opened my handbag and brought out N500 note and handed to him. "Ah madam thank u," he greeted. "Na God go bless u walahi. Nagode madam thank u." I waved at him, whined my glass, engaged my gear in reverse, drove back a bit, selected gear one and zoomed off without looking back. I got to my lodge around 9pm in the evening and beeped my horn and our security man opened the gate for me. The security man was employed few days after that incident that occurred the night I celebrated my new jeep. I had just switched off my ignition when a call from Gaby hotel came into my phone that a client needed my company for the night and was willing to pay upto 500k depending on how well I satisfied him. The amount 500k hit the sensitive part of my auditory cortex and I didn't know when I switched on my ignition to the immense surprise of the security man. "Please I forgot something," I said motioning to him to open the gate for me. He obeyed and I drove off to meet up with the business. I couldn't imagine myself going into my room to sleep while cool 500k passed me by. I got to Gaby hotel around 9.45pm and introduced myself to the receptionist. It was the first time I was doing business with the hotel so I didn't emphasise my "pay before service" policy. I just gave them the benefit of the doubt cos the hotel looked rich and well managed. "Room 245," the receptionist informed pointing down the hallway. "The room at the extreme by your right." I thanked him and followed the direction he was pointing. I heard muffled voices of couples having s€x in their rooms as I made my way to room 245. "Mm...ouh.. Oouuuss...the juice is coming out!" I heard a masculine voice moan as I searched on. I soon got to room 245 and tapped on the door. To my surprise, a feminine voice responded and asked me to come in. I had never had a female client since I ventured into this business and that night seemed it was going to be my first time. I swung the door open and went in. Truly, my client was a well groomed middle-aged woman. She wasn't fat but nonetheless had enough flesh in the right places and looked more like a married woman than a single lady. My first thought when I saw her was that she had probably invited me to carry out some of her dirty jobs for her like set somebody up or help her get something from an enemy via seduction. Not until she asked me to pull off my clothes and come and give it to her like no other lady had ever done before. I wasn't experienced in l€sbian s€x and had never come across my mind that I would one day come across a female l€sbian client. I stood transfixed to the spot I was standing unsure of what to do. "Don't tell me you came here to mope at me?" She snapped becoming irritated. "Sorry ma," I apologised and instantly took off my clothes. "Help me and remove mine," she instructed turning her back. I unzipped her blouse and skirt which revealed robust and well fed b00bs and bumbum. Her b00bs were full far from the sagged b00bs I had expected to see. Her bumbum was very fleshy and soft to touch. I set to work as soon as her clothes were off, working my way from one n!ppl€ to the other as my free hand explored her hairy pu$$¥ region. I needed my full payment so there wasn't any time for dulling. Inexperience wasn't going to be an excuse to loose 500k and if I didn't know what to do, I did what I knew. "Suck me," she instructed pointing at her pu$$¥ area. I hesitated for a while but caught myself superbly. "Lie down and spread your legs," I commanded for the first time that night to gain some control before she started seeing me like a slave with no opinion. She lay down and spread her legs as I instructed. She had a very fat pu$$¥ much fatter than mine with hairs all over. I couldn't tell the last time a shaving stick came across that area but that wasn't any of my business. My concern was to do my job and earn my money. Without wasting time I plunged my tongue into the bushy orifice and lapped on and on like a thirsty dog. "Umph," the woman moaned holding on to my shoulders. I sucked her for twenty minutes and there-about before we switched position and assumed the pu$$¥ to pu$$¥ position in a scissors style. Our pu$$ies rubbed against each other and gave her immense pleasure which I couldn't explain. We rubbed on like that for forty-five minutes and there-about before she was eventually gripped by her orgasm and lay off exhausted on the bed. The next morning I had my cheque of five hundred thousand naira duly signed and waiting for me for a job well done...

Nawa ooo u have sawn ur soul 2 d devil,even has 2 f**k ur fellow woman cus of money

Ah you are you've ruined yourself o... Lesbian for that matter

Dis is d begining of doom

i just the laugh!

Eleyi gidi gan oooooo can't wait next

Na hw u carry yamayama disease b dat o

Hmmmmmm, truly u are Doomed u dx gal.. Am still observing to knw hw hard ur dwn fall will b like.. Oya next pls

Nice write up.

Gosh! Dis is highly irritating!!! Sucking a bushy pussy??? Urrrrrggghhhh wtf!

Episode 41 I got to my hostel that morning and as usual ran into the bathroom to bath with baba's soap. It was the first time I was having l€sbian s€x in my entire life and unlike straight s€x where the man did the bulk of the work, in l€sbian s€x, the runs girl did the greater part of the work. I didn't know if baba's soap included l€sbian s€x in its offer of protection and I wanted to check it out. The morning sun shone brilliantly as I came back that morning but I still felt cold probably from anxiety. I finished bathing and came out feeling cool and refreshed. Then my phone started ringing. I looked at the caller and it was my last client - the female l€sbian client I slept with the night before. My heart fluttered and skipped a beat and two. I had exchanged numbers with the woman before I left but I hadn't expected her call so soon or did she just want to know whether I reached safely? I pressed the answer button of my phone and brought the receiver to my ear. "Hello," I answered. "Hello is that Rosy on the line?" She asked. "Yes its me Rosy." I replied. "Before I say Jack Robinson, bring back that five hundred thousand naira I gave you immediately," she thundered. "I don't understand ma," I replied hesitantly. "What didn't you understand?" She barked. "I said you should bring back that five hundred thousand naira I gave you," she repeated. "Unto which levels?" I asked laying aside the gentle part of me and bringing out the runz girl part. "Ur brain dey touch? How u go pay me money finish begin ask me make I bring am back? U dey crase?" "Na me u dey raise voice for?" The woman asked sending my heart fluttering anew. "Na me u wan use juju manipulate abi? You use juju block my eye sotey I carry 500k giv u abi? Oya watch and see. Na me and you for this city." I quickly dropped the call and shivered with fear. I couldn't understand what I had gotten myself into and I wondered whether baba's soap had any connection with what just happened. I stood still shivering like a dry harmattan leaf. I didn't know what the woman was capable of and there was no way I could predict her next move. But wait first - I told myself - why am I even afraid of this woman? No be the same woman wey she be I be? Abi she wan use intimidation corner me one side? I sighed and went over to my cupboard to rub cream. I brought out my left palm in the characteristic manner and with my right hand squeezed the cream container. To my surprise, clotted blood puffed out of the container and unto my palm. "Jesus!" I screamed dropping the container and jumping to my feet. I flapped my left hand and spluttered the blood all over the floor of my room. The container fell to the floor and broke which was quite unusual. It was made of plastic and the height from which it fell wasn't sufficient to cause breakage. All the cream inside turned to blood and spluttered all over the floor. "Jesus!" I screamed once again. It had been long I called on the name of Jesus for anything. This particular scream of mine was involuntarily. Then I heard a woman's voice laughing at me. With trembling hands, I opened the lock on my door and ran as fast as I could to my neighbour's room. I had never visited this neighbour of mine since I packed into filbom lodge until that night. Innocently, the girl opened the door for me and I brushed past her and ran inside. The girl was shocked. I had ran into her room naked and I didn't know. The towel I had round myself had fallen off that moment I jumped from the bed. The girl quickly locked her door thinking that I was been pursued by robbers. "Ghost! Ghost!! Ghost!!!" I screamed pointing at her door. "Ghost?" She asked me in bewilderment. "Yes ghost, ghost, ghost oooo," I replied still pointing. "Where?" The girl asked obviously getting scared. "My room, my room," I replied shivering. "How come?" The girl asked wondering whether I was okay or not. "My dear I don't know o," I replied. "My enemies are at work o." "Wait let me get u my wrapper," she said moving towards her wardrobe. It was when she said that that I looked at myself and saw that i was naked. I silently thanked God that it was a female's room that I ran into. How would I have explained myself to a male? I passed that night in my neighbour's room having concluded in my mind that I would see baba first thing tomorrow morning. The girl in whose room I slept observed my condition and didn't ask further questions. I guess she understood that I was better left alone...

Hahaha u don enter am be dat ooooooo na only god can save u

dats just the begining for u more is coming

Hmmmm, NEMISES..!!! U Neva see anything yet.. This is jus d Beginning of the End for You stupid gal.. Abeg next plssss

pray dat u don't die a useless death. D woman juju pass ur ownn baba can't save u dis time around.

Episode 42 I went back to my room the next morning to discovered to my surprise that all the blood and cream with its container had disappeared. The girl in whose room I slept had accompanied me and found it difficult to believe that any of the things I narrated to her the night before happened. I stood at the door peering fearfully into the room. "What exactly did you say happened last night?" The girl asked staring at me. "My cream turned into blood and I heard a woman's voice laughing at me," I replied. "My dear you must have been hallucinating," she said surveying the room further. I stood at the door still very afraid to enter. I had forgotten to return baba's soap in the hidden corner of my wardrobe and it lay at the foot of my bed where I dropped it while escaping to my neighbour's room. "What is this?" The girl asked bringing up the bundles of palm leaves with something wrapped inside. "What is what?" I asked with mouth agape. I didn't know where to begin my explanation. Baba had strictly warned me against another eye seeing the soap and the consequences that were bound to follow if they did. I stood still staring at the girl and the palm leaves. "What is this thing?" The girl asked again staring at me suspiciously. "My dear I don't know o," I replied. "Smells like soap," she commented. "Really?" I asked pretending like I didn't know. "Please drop it in that waste-bin over there." The girl did as I directed and dropped it into the waste-bin. With anxiety all over my body, I tiptoed to my wardrobe and wore my blue gown and blue underwear. I was in double soup and didn't know what to do so I had to see baba right away. I hadn't brushed my teeth nor washed my face but it didn't matter to me as much as seeing baba. I hurriedly took my car keys and walked out of the room. "I will be right back," I announced to the girl and locked my door firmly. "Where to?" The girl asked looking at me suspiciously. "Don't worry, I will gist you when I come back," I replied and left. The baba laughed at me for complete one hour after I had narrated what brought me to his shrine. "Baba please what's so funny?" I had asked getting irritated. Instead of a reply, the baba had continued to laugh. "The soap was never meant to be used after sleeping with a fellow woman," he explained tightening his face. "Nature from origin had never supported man to man or woman to woman s€x and that soap is not an exception." I fidgeted uneasily on the seat as baba unrolled his explanations. "That is offence number one. Offence number two," the baba continued. "Is that I warned you against any other eye seeing that soap and you failed and your neighbour saw it and not only seeing it but smelt it too." "Baba sorry o," I apologised. "it was because of that blood issue and the woman's voice I heard," I explained. "You don't have any excuse," the baba continued. "But you never told me that the soap wasn't to be used after sleeping with a woman," I pointed out. "Did you tell me you were going to sleep with a woman?" the baba asked raising his brow. "Thought your ashawo bizness was with men alone which it ought to be. The spirits of my ancestors never supported man to man or woman to woman fork." I shook with fear as the baba made those pronouncements. "So what am I to do now?" I asked bursting into tears. "Nothing, absolutely nothing," the baba replied shaking his head. "You have to bear your lot." That I didn't collapse that moment must have been a miracle. I was sweating profusely and didn't know what to do. "Go," the baba commanded. "Go before the gods get angry. You don't deserve to stand in this shrine one more second." With trembling legs I ran out of the baba's shrine and into my jeep. I sat in my jeep for hours thinking of what to do with no idea forthcoming. At long last I picked courage and drove back to my lodge. I couldn't remain in my jeep crying forever. If eventually I had come to the end of the road then crying wasn't going to change anything. I made up my mind and went back to my lodge to await whatever was going to come my way...

U finally got what u want

Onwe bedi ihe ifuru,the begining

Hmmmmm, ur Bursted big time babe.. Go hme n await wateva befalls u. Ur doomed for life.. Nxt pls

u beta go to God b4 it 2 late

Episode 43 I got to my lodge and locked myself inside my room. I didn't want any disturbance from anybody be it a sympathiser or friend. I had quietly offed the engine of my jeep and tiptoed to my room to avoid drawing the slightest attention. Even the girl in whose room I slept didn't know I had come back. I quietly went into my room and locked the door. Then I sat on my bed to think of what to do. I had enjoyed life and money to the extent that I had lots of flashbacks rolling back and forth in my mind. Top on my list was the Dubai travel. It was simply awesome. From abu d'habi this to abu d'habi that, we explored. The names sounded so unfamiliar that I couldn't remember them. Not to talk of the hotel built in the middle of the ocean where me and senator clifford spent one night. There were lots and lots of goodies on sale and senator clifford really tried for me. Then the thoughts of stella, my former roommate filtered into my mind. She was probably still in business and I felt cheated. I felt cheated by nature. I felt cheated by destiny. My plans of purchasing a piece of land and starting off the foundation of my new building had turned out to be mere figments of my imagination. I shook my head in bitterness. What was more? My academics. I hadn't talked much about my academics because there wasn't much to talk about. I sorted all my courses at the slightest opportunity and slept with as many lecturers as were willing to give me marks. I was among the happening babes in campus and sponsored as many female cult groups as I could count. The first day I drove to school in my new jeep, the whole faculty was thrown into chaos as everybody hailed me at the top of their voice. I introduced ten babes into the business that very day. Babes who wanted to hammer jeeps the way I hammered. I shook my head as the vivid images flashed across my mind as though they happened yesterday. Then the image of Ray, the client of mine I murdered in cold blood, came to my mind and I shuddered with fear. For the second time I looked round my well furnished room and trembled. I heard a noise sweep across my room and got up to know what it was but saw nothing. The noise swept across again for the second time and this time behind my back and I turned and saw nothing. Then a female voice began to laugh inside my room of which I couldn't still see anybody. I zoomed out of the room instantly without looking back or thinking twice...

D only escape u v is to surrender ur life to Christ b4 it's too late cos there is no repentence in d grave.

Lolzzzz, no b 2day u begin run zoom out of ur rum foolish gal, u go soon run mad as NEMISES will certainly caught up with you.. I no evn pity u one bit. Gosh, u rily wnt too far wit ur Runs n u mst pay 4 it.. Am still observing sha maybe she go rem zoom enter church.. Next plssss

Episode 44 I ran to Mirabel's room for the second time in two days. This time, Mirabel was really worked up. Mirabel was the girl in whose room I slept that night. "What is it again?" She asked staring at me angrily. "That same ghost," I replied trembling. "But you said you will inform me when you get back, you didn't inform me again," she complained. "I'm sorry dear," I apologised. "Had lots of things in mind and didn't remember." Mirabel stared at me for some seconds before sitting down on her bed. I sat along with her still trembling. She cleared her throat and began. "Do you mind telling me what exactly is happening?" she asked nodding her head in emphasis. "I mean how exactly did all these come about? I mean when did all these start? I mean how did all these start and who did you say is pursuing you?" "My dear I don't know," I lied in the bid to save face. "It all started that night I ran to your room for no reason in particular." "So tell me about it," Mirabel pressed on. "I had come back from fellowship," I lied. "Had my bath and sat on my bed to apply cream on my body but on squeezing the cream unto my palm, I saw blood and at the same time a woman's voice started laughing at me and I ran to your room immediately." Mirabel kept mute after listening to my story. "You need to see a man of God," she advised after the short silence. "Let's go now if you're ready." "Yes I'm ready," I replied springing to my feet. We drove to the man of God's place somewhere around town and luckily for us, the man of God was in his office when we came. He was a middle aged man in his late forties and wore a dark suit. "You're been pursued by too many spirits," he revealed pointing at me. "And the whole lot of them are out to kill you." I and Mirabel froze with fear as the man of God made his pronouncements. "Say these prayers alone when you get home," he directed scribbling some bible verses on a piece of paper. "Say it alone." After that he stood up and handed the piece of paper to me. We stood up and left afterwards but not without first putting our offering in a large bowl on the table. He blessed us and we left. We got to our lodge and I went to my room to do the prayers. Mirabel went to her own room as well. I unlocked my door and fearfully went inside. "Return my five hundred thousand naira or you will never know peace," an unseen voice declared as soon as I locked the door. The keys I had in my hands fell off and my legs wobbled. Then my phone began to ring. My phone hadn't rung for the past two days and I even forgot I had a phone. I glanced at the caller and behold it was senator clifford. I picked the call immediately. "For the past three days I've had this severe each at the tip of my p€nis," the senator complained as soon as I picked the call. "Why didn't you inform me that you had veneral disease?" "Hah senator," I replied nervously. "I don't have any veneral disease." "Shut up you liar!" The senator barked. "You infected me with gonorrhoea and you still have the audacity to lie to me? We shall see!" I shook like a leaf as the senator ended the call. My entire world was crashing before my eyes and I didn't know what to do. The duplex he promised to buy for me he didn't even talk about it but was rather threatening me for infecting him with gonorrhoea. With the last strength I had, I picked up my bible and read one of the verses the man of God had written for me. I couldn't remember the last time I brought out that bible talkmore of reading it. I read psalm 121 which began thus: "I look to the mountains; where will my help come from? My help will come from the lord, who made heaven and earth..."

Is only god dat can forgive u

Episode 45 "He will not let you fall; your protector is always awake. The protector of Israel never dozes or sleeps. The lord will guard you; he is by your side to protect you. The sun will not hurt you during the day, nor the moon during the night. The lord will protect you from all danger; he will keep you safe. He will protect you as you come and go now and forever..." I fell asleep as soon as I finished reading the psalm and had a terrible dream. In the dream, my mother was crying profusely over the loss of her daughter. It was reported that the daughter died mysteriously of an illness no one could explain. My mother was rolling on the floor and screaming at the top of her voice. Then I woke up. My entire body was covered with sweat and my temperature was high and I had headache as well. I got up from the bed and went and drank two tablets of paracetamol. Then I lay back on the bed. The time was 5 o'clock in the evening and the sun was hurriedly going down. I didn't know if there was a link between my dream and my current ill-health till baba's words flashed across my mind. “...On no account should any other eye see this soap and for no reason should any other body bath with this soap. If they do, all the diseases that were washed off would return and engulf you...” The baba's words were as clear as anything I could think of; most especially, the part that said: "...If they do, all the diseases that were washed off would return and engulf you...” It was obvious that the increase in temperature and headache I was having weren't of natural causes but were signs of bigger health maladies to come. I grabbed my bible and swept to psalm 69 in no time. "Save me O God!" I read. "The water is upto my neck; I am sinking in deep mud, and there is no solid ground..." A knock on my door interrupted me in the middle of my prayers. "Who is that?" I asked sitting up weakly on my bed. "Its me Mirabel," came the reply. I stood up and went to open the door for her. One look at me and she knew I wasn't fine. "What's the matter this time?" She asked peering into my face. "I'm falling sick," I replied. "My body is hot and I'm having headache." "Have u taken any medicine?" She asked. "Yes I took paracetamol," I replied. "Ok that's good. You will get better," she said. "Just came to check on you." "Please stay with me," I pleaded. "If you leave me here all alone I might die before morning." Mirabel stared at me with fear written all over her face. "Alright no problem," she replied. "Let me lock my door; will be right back." She left to lock her door and few minutes later, I heard a knock on my door. "Come in," I responded thinking it was Mirabel. My door clicked open and a fat woman walked into my room dagger in hand...

Hmmm interesting, I pray u come out of this and repent..

It's pay back time.

Make the story continue

Episode 46 I froze with fright as I stared at the fat woman. Her face was familiar and I easily recognised her. She was the woman calling me to return her 500k - the lesbian woman I slept with. My entire body shook with fear as she stared ferociously at me. The dagger in her hand glittered dangerously as it pointed in my direction evoking a sensation of impending murder in my system. "Return my five hundred thousand or you will never know peace," she declared pointing the dagger at me. Then she disappeared. I screamed so loud at the top of my voice that Mirabel who was still locking her room heard my voice and ran back into my room. Some other neighbours heard my voice as well and rushed in to know what was happening. "What's the matter?" They asked looking terrified. "I just woke up from a terrible nightmare," I lied looking apologetically at them. "We even thought someone was attacking you," one of them said. "Anyway no problem." With that they left. Mirabel didn't leave with them but remained in my room staring at me. "Did it appear again?" She asked when the others had left. "Yes it did," I replied nodding my head and drawing closer to her. "I didn't know when I screamed so loud." "This is serious," Mirabel commented. "Very serious," I concurred. I got up from my bed and went to the toilet to urinate. Mirabel sat on the bed and waited. The muffled screams emanating from the toilet sent her hurrying to find out what was wrong. She pushed the toilet door open and found me squeezing my face in distress. "What is the matter?" She asked wondering what was wrong with me this time. "Pain," I screamed squeezing my face. "Pain, where?" Mirabel asked gaping at me. I was sitting pants down on the water cistern with distress all over my face. "My pu$$¥," I replied pointing at the hairy mound between my legs. "My pu$$¥ is on fire." Worry-lines drew out on Mirabel's face as she struggled to articulate what I just told her. "Hope you haven't caught std?" She asked looking suspiciously at me. "From where?" I asked rhetorically like I didn't know. I was lucky to have Mirabel around as I went through all that. Not that we had much in common but naturally, I guess Mirabel was a nice and likeable person cos from that night I slept in her room and she got to know about my ordeal, she had been of great assistance to me like a sister. "You need to see a doctor," Mirabel advised after a long silence. "You're right," I echoed in reply. I got up from the toilet and looked at the water in the bowl of the water cistern and noticed that it was bloody. Not only was I having pain in urination but was urinating blood as well. I flushed off the bloody urine immediately as I didn't want Mirabel to see it. I needed to see a gynecologist but I didn't know any gynecologist around so I postponed everything till the next day. The university teaching hospital was quite far from our lodge but my condition needed urgent medical attention or it would lead to something more debilitating. I came out from the toilet and went and lay back on the bed. Mirabel followed closely behind watching my every step. My phone rang as I was about to lie down and I glanced at the caller who happened to be the receptionist of Gaby hotel. "Hello," I replied on picking. "Yes, please am I speaking with Rosy?" He asked. "Yes you are," I replied still listening. "Please Chief would be needing your services this night," he informed. "Will you be available?" "I don't think so," I replied for the first time in my career. I had never turned down a money-making opportunity since I became a runs girl but I had to turn this one down. There was enormous fire on the mountain and I had to run this time cos someone whose house is on fire doesn't pursue rat. "You stand the chance of making as much as four hundred and fifty thousand naira," the receptionist pressed on. "Please don't disappoint us." "I have another job to attend to this night," I replied and hung up. "Which job are you talking about?" Mirabel asked as soon as I dropped the call. "One networking job like that," I lied smiling. "Nothing to worry about." Later that night, I developed a discomforting itch around my pu$$¥ lips and also noticed rashes along my inner thigh and perineum. The itching became so serious that as early as 6.00am the next morning, I was seated at the obstetrics and gynecology department of our university teaching hospital waiting for the doctor to arrive...

My dear, return d 500k asap n equally give ur life to Christ now dat u v time by ur side.

Well, u ve started seein hw NEMISES is dealing wit u missy, left 4 me I no pity u at all, u've wrong so many n it's Ur choice tu Chuz to repent or die in ur sins.. Anyways werin cum shele nxt jare..?

U r in 4 it

nice story

Hahahahaha we have anoda senator Patrick here ooooo... Shey na Rosy matter make u scatter ground with grammar like dis?

Pls next

Ah see your life for junction may God deliver you from that deadly std. Will the money you make save you now?

Episode 47 The doctor arrived around 11.00am that morning. I had waited for more than four hours before he arrived and walked past us into his office. Surprisingly, he was a male. I had expected the department to be an all-women-department but it wasn't and I felt a little uncomfortable. Mirabel didn't come with me to the hospital cos I didn't want her to know the outcome of my diagnosis even though that wasn't what I told her. I had told her that she shouldn't stress herself that I would be fine and she agreed. I sat patiently and waited for my turn to come. One after the other, the female patients - pregnant and non-pregnant - filed in to see the doctor. It soon got to my turn and I went in to see the doctor as well. The consulting room was well arranged and air-conditioned. The doctor sat in such a way that he saw the patients walk in. "Goodmorning doc," I greeted. "Goodmorning," he replied with a captivating smile. "Please sit down." The way the doctor welcomed me calmed my fears and subconsciously endeared me to him. "So what made you come to see us?" The doctor asked after I was comfortably seated. "I'm having this severe itch in my private part," I began and narrated all my symptoms to him as he carefully put them down in my folder. After that he asked me so many other questions in regard to the symptom. Then the part of the physical examination came. "I would like to see what's going on down there," the doctor said motioning me to pull off my clothes from waist down and mount the examination couch. I felt shy and reluctantly did as the doctor directed. The examination didn't last more than five minutes and I came down and wore back my clothes. "You have gonorrhoea and genital warts," he announced as soon as I sat down after wearing my clothes. "I will write some drugs for you which you are to buy from the pharmacy outside." "No problem doctor," I replied. The doctor wrote the drugs on a prescription paper and handed it to me. "Thank you doctor," I greeted and left. I bought the drugs on my way out and headed back to my lodge. "What did the doctor say?" Mirabel asked when she came to check on me later in the evening. "He said that I have infection," I replied. "What type of infection?" She asked narrowing her gaze. "Toilet infection." "Ok no problem," she said. "Did he give you any drug?" "Yes he did o, they are in those polythene over there." "Ok nice," she commented. "Make sure you take them at the right time." "I will," I promised. "Thanks for your care and concern." "You're welcome." With that she went back to her room. I took the doctor's drugs consistently as the doctor prescribed but there was no improvement. Instead the symptoms increased and the itch grew worse. I also developed foul smelling sores around my genitals as I scratched to no avail. So I decided to see the doctor again...

Ur problem is not medically but spiritual. So go n seek spiritual help by 1st confessing ur sins, accept Christ n then restitution.

Dat shuld b a scratch and win promo

Hmmmm, observing tinx still on point o.. So werin cum happen next jor.. Ride on plssssss

Lobatan, nemesis has finally caught up with U

hey girl, return d money back 2 d woman..... Nd, surrender ur life to christ..... Then u shall be free from all ur disease nd problems

Ah oh boy na wa o the only solution now is Jesus Christ the great physician. Then when your mum was shouting you ignore her you've forgotten that they see better than we the children does. Never say the mouth of an elder is smelling and dont ever ignore the advice of an elder.

Episode 48 "Your infection looks like the stubborn type," the doctor said after I complained about the inefficacy of the drugs he prescribed. "Really?" I asked looking worried. "Yes," the doctor replied. "Hope you took the drugs as prescribed?" "Yes I did but the symptoms didn't disappear," I replied. The doctor cringed his face in thought. If only I could tell him that my problem wasn't physical but supernatural. I sat back and stared on. The doctor conducted a second pelvic examination and noticed that the area had grown worse. "This is unbelievable," he muttered to himself while I wore back my clothes. This time he gave me an injection and wrote another set of drugs for me and I thanked him and left. It wasn't until I came back the third time a week later with more severe symptoms that he recommended that I go for HIV test. It must have skipped his memory the first and the second time but not the third time. Reluctantly, I collected the form for the test and headed for the lab. I didn't know initially that the form was for HIV test till I got to the lab and some nurses started counselling us. I felt like turning back and postponing the test till a later date. After the counselling, we went in one after the other to have our blood samples collected and tested. My legs trembled as I sat on the bench waiting for the result to come out. I was seated on the bench deep in thought when someone tapped me from behind and I turned and saw Stella, my former roommate, seating behind me and waiting for her own result. She had so much emaciated and her cheek and collar bones stood out. "What are you doing here?" I stupidly asked raising my brow. "The same thing you're doing here," she retorted looking away. The atmosphere was tense and we didn't know what to discuss. "Hope everything is fine?" I asked. "Yes it is," she replied. "And you?" "Fine too," I replied and faced my front afterwards. Thirty minutes later, the results came out and one of the nurses called me to come inside and collect mine. My heart thumped about recklessly within my chest as I went in to collect the result. The nurse's face had this blank expression on it that betrayed no emotion. I was visibly trembling as the nurse handed the white piece of paper to me. It took me 20minutes to gather courage and look at the result. Many things ran through my mind: my family, my mother, my academics, my unspent cash in the bank, my properties and on and on. How would I explain to my mum that I ended up HIV positive? My legs wobbled as the thought ran through my mind. At long last, I peered into the white piece of paper and behold, I was HIV negative... _____________________________________ I went back to the doctor with the result beaming with smiles and looking relieved. "It came out negative right?" The doctor asked smiling back at me. "Yes doc it did," I replied still smiling. I handed the white sheet of paper to him and he looked at it and nodded happily. The doctor then wrote a third set of drugs for me and I thanked him and went home...

Hmmmmm beta go c ur pastor coz na only god dat can help u

A stuborn fly always follow d corpse to d grave n u r turning to b d stuborn fly.

Dnt rejoice yet gal, wat ur xperiencing is far worse Dan merely having HIV.. Infact if u dnt repent, tym will cum u'll so wsh wat u have is HIV indeed.. Oya next pls

Lol

it nw u remember academic u are even still rememberin dat u av money in acc sure dat u will spend d money on sickness if u dnt go to God b4 it too late

girl... Last warnin... Return d money back to d woman

Give ur lyf 2 christ

Lol... I jez dey laugh 4 hia sha.. See as evrybdy turn preacher nw nw.. See as all of una come become pastor suddenly... Unfortunately na her story nd e don get ending already...so make una sit down dey look as e go be...

Am waiting

Hmmm poor u,its ur mum i just pity 4

Episode 49 For two weeks I took the doctor's drugs as prescribed but there wasn't any improvement in my symptoms. The itching refused to stop, the rashes refused to disappear and the genital sores refused to heal. I was greatly disturbed and uncomfortable and I didn't know what to do. I couldn't go to the babalawo because of known reasons not to talk of the spiritualist I once visited. So my next line of action was to start going for crusades and deliverance in different churches. I hadn't heard from senator clifford since that day; maybe he was busy, I didn't know. The woman who had been tormenting me hadn't appeared for sometime but I still had the fear that she could appear anytime. If only returning her money would make her leave me alone, I didn't mind returning it. No new job had come my way. The few that came I turned them down because there was no way I could go and service a client with the disease I was carrying. I hadn't heard from my mum since my last visit home and I wasn't even planning to cos I didn't want to throw her into panic. The first church I attended their deliverance service was one pentecostal church close to my school whose name I wouldn't want to mention. I had come very early about one hour before the service started and sat in the centre row waiting for the prayers to begin. The prayers soon began in ernest and everybody started to fire. The entire congregation began to bind and cast and I joined. I needed solution to my ailment and I was willing to do anything even giving up my runs girl business. All the money I made from the business was gradually being drained by hospital bills so I needed a cure and needed it fast. I had made God a promise that I would never go back to runs girl business if he cured me but I guess he was yet to answer and I was ready to continue begging till he answered. I had grown so thin like someone with HIV even though I didn't have it. I looked like bamboo stick and was now a shadow of my former self. Infact if I had happened to turn up before a client in my present condition, the client would have jumped from the window and run for dear life. I needed divine intervention and I needed it quick and was willing to seek it from anywhere including the church. So as the prayers went on, I fired on. During the altar call I went to the front and presented myself to Christ in repentance. I was willing to accept him in my life so far I got well. And so I jumped from one church to the other in search of a cure. I met the pastor of the church after the service and told him my predicament of which he asked me whether I had accepted Jesus into my life to be my lord and personal saviour to which I responded yes and he prayed for me and gave me some bible-psalms to read. All the while Mirabel continued to be of great help to me. The sickness had so much changed me to the extent that all the beauty I once radiated all faded away. Í continued to hope and pray. That God would have mercy on me and save me. And it was asif God wasn't listening. So I continued to jump from one church to another till something remarkable happened one sunday...

Ride on pls

Lolzzzz.. "Infact if I had happened to turn up before a client in my present condition, the client would have jumped from the window and run for dear life.." You go fear escape from Congo tru window naa.. Hahahahaaaa, abeg werin remarkable happen nxt jare, I cnt fit shout plenty o..

Next plssss.

Episode 50 That morning I woke up very late unlike me. I looked at the time and it was some minutes after 10. I hurriedly went to the bathroom to have my bath and prepare for church. I didn't know the particular church to attend but I decided to leave everything in the hands of the holy spirit to direct me. The other day, some group of people on evangelism had given me their pamphlet and invited me to worship with them in their church. It was from such pamphlets that I learnt about some pastors and selected the church I attended each sunday. I had attended lots of crusades and deliverance sessions hoping for a miracle but none seemed to be forthcoming. On this particular sunday I had woken up very late and went to bath. By the time I was through, the time was fifteen minutes to eleven. The sunday services of most churches began by 9 so I was already late. I hurried my preparation and hopped into my jeep and off to church. I had barely entered the door to the church when the pastor stopped abruptly in the middle of his sermon and closed his eyes. He mumbled some inaudible words and stopped again. "Stop there!" He shouted with eyes still closed. I stopped with fear as I wasn't sure whether I was the person he was talking to or not. I was the only person walking in at that time so I was most likely the one. But then the pastor's eyes were still closed so I couldn't tell for sure. All eyes turned on me and I felt very uncomfortable. In the bid to avoid the prying eyes of the congregation, I continued my walk into the church. "I said you should stop there!" The pastor repeated making it obvious that I was the person he was talking to. "You're walking in with legions of demons so stop!" I stood still in obedience even though my heart had left my chest long ago from shock. "Confess!" The pastor directed opening his eyes. He was standing on the pulpit while I stood far off at the back of the church. I stood still staring at the pastor. "Come forward," the pastor directed swinging his hand in a peculiar way. "Come forward and confess." There was intense murmuring from the congregation as everybody wanted to understand what was happening. I was too terrified to move not to talk of confessing before this huge congregation. But then something strange happened when the pastor shouted in a loud voice: "I command you in the name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth to come forward and confess!" Instantly an unseen force started pushing me from behind towards the pulpit. I was greatly terrified and tried to resist but could not. Like an obedient servant I succumbed to the push and was soon standing face to face with the pastor. "Linda," the pastor called me. I looked up with shock. I had never met the pastor before so I wondered how he knew my name. "confess and be free!" He prodded on. I opened my mouth to talk but no sound came out. I was totally blank and confused and was sweating profusely. I was like someone whose tongues were tied and try as I may, I couldn't utter any word. Then the pastor tapped my forehead with his right hand and I fell backwards to the ground. I would have hit my head on the slab if not for the timely intervention of his orderly who caught me in mid air and gently lay me on the floor. The fall untied my tongue and my confessions began. I felt like a boiling kettle erupting as I confessed. I confessed that I was a runs girl and that everything I owned was a product of runs. I confessed that I once killed a man in the process of runs. I confessed that I had dealings with one babalawo which backfired and caught up with me. I confessed to having s€x with a fellow woman even though it was just once. I confessed everything. When I was done, I felt this peculiar calmness inside and I knew at once that my miracle had happened...

Final episode I got up from the floor and dusted my clothes which were covered with dust. The pastor looked on at me with happiness and fulfilment. "Praise the lord!" He shouted at the top of his voice. "Allelluyah!!" The congregation chorused. I felt so light and free as though a very big burden had been lifted off my shoulders. My energy was back and the itch in my private part which I was contemplating how to conceal while in church had disappeared. "Praise the lord," I shouted out of excitement. "Alleluyah," the congregation echoed. A chair was brough for me in the front row and I sat. I was no longer feeling sick or sore in my private part. That was how I confirmed that the miracle was complete. The pastor directed that I dispose all the wealth and property I accumulated through runs and start a new and God-fearing life. I was so grateful to God and to the pastor and accepted to do as he directed. I emptied my bank accounts and gave the proceeds to the motherless babies home. I returned five hundred thousand to the woman who was tormenting me via the hotel that linked us up. I gave out my jeep to a company which displayed cars for hire and I didn't collect any dime from them. By the time I disposed off all the wealth I accumulated, I was back to square one if not worse than square one. But then my happiness was that I was free at last and had my life in front to live. I didn't know that one of the policemen who was involved in the investigation of the murder of Ray was in church that sunday I confessed and it wasn't until the police came two days later to my apartment to arrest me that it dawned on me that I still had a long standing case to answer... . . . THE END.

Chai, see fuck up, naija police no try for dz one o...swt. End turned sour...

Thank God u found Christ @ last.

Thank God runs gal episodic tales is finally over.. But den I got thinking why of all churches it's d one dat lindane was arrested by d holy spirit n she confessed all her atrocities dat a cop has to be in huh..? Seems to me lyk a nollywood settings fellas.. But den, it's a nyc one all d same..

Dat police man needs cane... More wisdom 2 d author...

Hmmmm,so intresting

Hahahahahahahaha #GOD# is great

ur problem is spiritual stop disturbing d doctors

hey d witch wey dey folow u no back off dey still dey play chess wth ur destiny haba y police kum interven 4 diz time na wa o

Thank God 4 ur life oo u ar very lucky u didnt die.its a lesson 2 all.tnx 2 d writter u hv done a great job

Thanks for the write up

Hmmm nawa oooo

Waiting ooooooooooooo

Diz is goin on well

Na so e dey take start,I knw blame u sha

Rili touching story wit alot of moral lessons, nice one.

Thank God u r save from runz girl to Godly girl nice story and i pray may God giv those with the same bussines a mind to confess in Jesus name amen

Wat a nice story, I dey feel u mr author, all gurlz beware of watever u do just to belong and be high-rated, not every gold u see is gold (my own version of d one wey una know). Happy Easter to y'all.

gud&nyc tor kiup

How can i get facebook girl part 2 by onihaxy

Nice one

But wetin dey worry all dis 9ja police self

lolzzzzzzzz

girls eh

Hhmmmm nice

Gbagam

nice one. So interesting

you don enter gbege

u doh jam ham

lesbian

Ajiboye???????

ela oju kan

linda ... The emmergency worshjpers

I pity u

hahaha is nw dat u ave remembered dat there is God

thank God dat u are nw saved

Waiting

Serves her good anyway

That is just an introduction into your business Cindy

You are gradually falling

You are bitting the very finger that fed you. Envying your business mentor

Atleast the spiritualist us have his cool money without sweat right inside his shrine.

Aaaaaaaah, but the spiritualist Don cleanse you nah

So interesting

This Runs Girl is in for doom but seem not to notice it.

This girl is gradually drifting from what she was brought up to be by her parents

She is enjoying the money but have thrown caution of her health and future all to the wind

Rosy is getting close to her game. The easiest way to catch a chicken is to pour enough grain for it to pick

You can't run or hide from your crime even forever

You are already there Linda

Go and give the Babalawo some tithe jare. He won't lack what to tell nor give you. Mumu

Sure as you enjoy the pleasure be prepared for the consequences

Note that nothing is offered free from the empire of satan so you should be prepared to give back to him and very soon.

That was a God_given chance for you to mend your ways for good

Runs Girl is on the run and confused

I just hope an pray you will remember to fall at Jesus feet to ask for His Mercy

The happening babe has suddenly remembered God

You are in for it

And you are still lying to that innocent Mirabel

Foolish girl. You are still holding on to the 500k

This Linda abi Rose is so mean oo. You are still holding on to the 500k the woman I'd threatening you for.

Linda is very economical with truth and realities of life

Thank God for His saving grace but that policeman no try at allllll. He wants to use you to gain promotion o

well.. Ahbeg hemme tell linda dat i need her service tonight

lol....u don enter gbege

Lolz

Lucky u D

Nice 1 u get here

Indeed interesting_

Profitable business

Our God Is a merciful God. Despite all the defilement He still forgive you. I respect Jesus for His unconditional Love

Ewooo see gbegen katsala don burst... U've entering

For ur mind abi? I just dey look u

I pity u... Ur end is coming faster than I anticipated and I will b here to read it through!

You really have gone deep into this chai!

You just dey start

Cool story

oya nw

nice one