the hub of entertainment….
“This can’t be real” She said to herself. It was her Dad. She quickly remembered that she hadn’t yet told her dad that she was in the country. She had gone to elaborate lengths to make it look like she was still in the UK; she didn’t want him to find this
Brenda and Dave were both lost in each other’s arm kissing passionately with reckless abandon. …and in no time they were making love…. It was an enjoyable night for them both; a moment not to be forgotten in a hurry, they were consumed both with lust, love and a need for each other after
“Hello, i’m mrs Edwards , i’m here to see my husband, she is expecting me,”she said to the receptionist. Mrs Edwards had spent much time with the cab man who refused to accept any money short of what he had earlier agreed with her. Fortunately for her, he accepted for a transfer which she
Just before they entered the room, Mrs. Edwards arrived at the hotel with the cab. Driving into the car park, she saw her husband’s car parked neatly to one corner. She intended to run out of the car to go into the reception “I will catch this useless man today” she said to
“Sorry Sir, we were just……” Dave tried explaining. “Would you shut up there! Are you aware this is an institution?! I will personally see to it that you suffer for your actions.” “Sir please” Brenda pleaded Mr Edward turned on her “And as for you, you amaze me” then he continued, “Both of you
Brenda went home after she got back to the lecture hall to find Dave gone. Indeed the night was long… she stayed up all night remembering her encounter with this new acquaintance. She didn’t even know his name. She kept replaying the entire scenario; so much so, she forgot to call Mr. Edwards. Brenda
Wealth, Class, Beauty, Fame… Name it, Brenda had it all. She was from a wealthy and highly respected family. Her father happened to be one of the most successful entrepreneurs in the country, with multiple business interests around the world. Brenda never lacked anything, except friends. All the people around her were either
I got home feeling even more weak and pallid. I hadn’t had anything to eat since morning nor even have time for Shina. Devil definitely must have rented a 3 bedroom apartment in my head to manipulate and torment me…. I felt so depressed and disillusioned… “Sister Mercy,” where have you been? Elder
I received a call from Deji very early in the morning. He was sobbing over the phone as he kept apologising to me. He asked i met up with him at Isaac John’s street at exactly 10am. First, i was shocked to have received such call from Deji. Why would Deji be begging
Elder Omojola obviously had made up his mind to help considering how swift he was to bringing up suggestions on how to get the whole truth . After Wednesday’s midweek service, He had sought the permission of the church leadership to conduct another DNA test to confirm the first test result. To the dismay