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Great work

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Misquote am really amazed @ ur creative ability, In rybacks voice "feed me more"

Dfrenzy:
Every update was a hit, back to back, from last year to this year. Iyalaya anybody. Mizquote ti takeover.
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Hmmmmmmmm

Is d update weekly or hw is it done.

Captivating

Amazing!Captivating,enchanting,...U are something else.Continue weaving!

gud work dere.more update pls

thanks everyone. more updates coming soon.

she was stunned.

goose pimple appeared on her skin.

she scared.

cold and shaken.

she refused the money the man paid.

what was he paying for? she thought.

was the man making up those tales?

why did he bother to come to to a brothel to confess to a common prostitute?

why did he chose her?

"hmmmm" she signed.

was nature trying to pass across a message?

she had killed someone.

noo.

not someone, she had killed a whole family in cold blood without blinking an eyelid.

she knew the man said the truth.

she ran out.
unsure of what to do next.

she just wanted to call him.

her gut hurried her to stop him, ask him to calm down, probably confess to him.

she ran out fast.

but was stopped by a thunderous slap, that strucked lightning in her face.

she felt black out.

the figure that had been watching her for the past week had accosted her.

face to face they stood.

Olololo ooooooooo

Birthdays are nature`s way of telling us to eat more cake. Birthdays are like boogers. The more you have the harder it is to breathe. Another year older, none the wiser. Birthdays are just finger posts on the road of getting old… I was born with a gift, the gift of awesomeness I`m not just a year older I`m also a year better and prettier. I know you`re jealous. I`d like to thank my mom and dad for making this miracle possible. ITS MY BIRTHDAY

her name was okuku.

small but fearless.
she wasn't the type of person to be joked with.

where ever she found herself, she sought to dominate.

and indeed she dominated.

she was fearless and yet feared.

she hate competitors, be below her, don't cross your boundary and you are good to go.

she was 26 years old, a rebellious child from birth.

her story wasn't similar or familiar with that of other se..x workers.

hers was different.

completely different.

it wasn't like the typical story of young girls who were maltreated, hungry, homeless or orphaned.

hers was a different ball game.

okuku grew up in a normal family not anything like a dysfunctional one. in fact her father was a pastor.

her mother was an envagelist.

she was the fourth child of a family of three boys and two girls.

okuku knew she was different from a very young age.

as young as the age of six.

she was manipulative and a pretender.

her father was too busy to be close with his children, he had a daily routine of church to work to bed.

he wasn't close to them.
they were strangers to him.

he believed his wife should look after the wellbeing of his kids, his was to provide the financial means.

her mother was worst.
she was naive, a gossip who left her kids in the hands of several maids and house helps.

little wonder why she was raped at the age of five.

she didn't tell anyone.
her mother was too carried away to notice, even when she complained of feeling sore in between her legs her mother waved it aside, assigned one of the maids to give her paracetamol.


so the raping continued.
unsuspected.

gradually she began to like it.
with time it became an addiction.

she craved of it.
at the age of ten, she was convinced she loved the gateman and the only expression of love was se..x.

all this happened under her parent nose.

outwardly, she was the perfect example of a good, disciplined child of a pastor, well mannered and worthy to be emulated.

she his her true self well until she couldn't hide it no more.

at sixteen years she had slept with over a hundred men, choir members, church members, teachers, fellow students, gate man, driver, kiosk owner, meat seller, her coach, she seduced all most all.


she was good at seduction.


one fateful day, seven years ago she was indoor when her father friend came visiting, he was quite older than her father an overseer in a bigger church.


she seduced him and he fell.

right in the heat of passion.

on the couch.

in the sitting room.

her father walked in, not alone but with some high members of the church.

his jaw dropped.

when he beheld the sight.

his nineteen year old daughter riding a sixty seven year old man.

the members all ran out chanting

"blood of Christ".

she knew her time was up.

she was caught.

so she packed her things and never looked back.

that was seven years ago.

she came here, met kingsoo and deceived him by an innocent face.

Osman1996:
Birthdays are nature`s way of telling us to eat more cake. Birthdays are like boogers. The more you have the harder it is to breathe. Another year older, none the wiser. Birthdays are just finger posts on the road of getting old… I was born with a gift, the gift of awesomeness I`m not just a year older I`m also a year better and prettier. I know you`re jealous. I`d like to thank my mom and dad for making this miracle possible. ITS MY BIRTHDAY

happy bday Osman. wllnp

Thanks ma
Nice update
Bt chey that update for me?

Interesting

Keep it coming.

Mizquote, you good but, this story go finish so?

her encounter with okuku in the brothel passage was one she would never forget in a hurry.
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hours passed.

days passed.

and soon it became a month.
she was carried away.

she had little time to think.

to retrospect.

she was all for the money.

awed by money.

she had learnt to confront her fears.

fight the hunted faces in her dreams.

she thought she was in charge of her life.

thought she controlled it.

little did she know that life had no brakes.

soon enough it dawned on her.

she noticed the changes.

the swollen breast.

tingling nipples.

excess appetite.

nausea.

painful se..x.

she blamed it on her job.

the men.

never did she think of what was happening until someone drew her attention to it.

the person was Maggie.

it happened one fateful morning, she woke up late, complaining of body pains- waist pains.

she complained of feeling ill.

of having nausea.

Maggie said something.

a question.

which change her life forever.

"mama, I think you re pregnant".

then it dawned on her.

she had missed her period.

she almost fainted.

her whole world came crashing.

Ghen ghen

She don forget say d rules na "no unprotected sex"??

Kasala don burst
Chai Omo see gobe

sameesyd:
She don forget say d rules na "no unprotected sex"??

Remember she was raped on several occasions

she was devastated.

her legs began to shake.

tears began to drip from her eyes.

Maggie was angry and sorry at the same time for her friend.

"mama, shey I tell you say make you no dey play without protection?"

she was confused.
she had never had se..x with any man unprotected.

she had always insisted.

no matter how much the men offered to pay she always stood her ground.

she looked at her friend and knew she was disappointed in her.

"Maggie, no be so o, I never sleep with any man without protection".

she then realized her period was approximately thirteen days late, she had never experienced delay in her cycle.

she didn't know what to do if she was truly pregnant.

she didn't believe she was pregnant.

she was a specie whose D.N.A was corrupt the worst she could do was bringing up a child of her kind of gene.

she was lost in thought.

her confusion grew as her thinking became distorted.

she heard her roommate saying.

"if you talk say you never play without rubber, then there's hope".

she stressed the last part of hope well

"it dey happen a times, your period fit delay because of too much stress, make we go buy pregnancy strip, make we use confam if Belle Don enter or not."


hearing the part she felt a bit relieved, she held onto the tiny hope of not being pregnant.

she ran to the toilet confused but she needed to do it.

to pray.

she prayed, for the first time since she was introduced into the line of business.

she prayed from her heart.

she asked God not to give life to anything in her stomach.

for she was poor and cursed.

she murdered her family.

she was a prostitute.

she had no money.

she explained to GOd the reasons why she shouldn't be pregnant.

as she talked she cried.

this wasn't her usual cry.

it was a cry of pain.

a cry of hopelessness.

a cry of frustration.

a cry of loss.

a cry of self pity.

she was crying for the person she had become.

she cried until all her tears dried.

she felt a sense of relief.

she had a feeling her prayer had been answered.

she washed her face and went back to her room feeling light


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thirty minutes later Maggie came back with the pregnancy test strip.

she didn't want to undergo the test for she knew she wasn't pregnant.

Maggie forced her.

she peed in a small cup.

Maggie collected it.

thirty seconds later.

the result came out.

two tiny bright red lines appeared.

she was indeed and undoubtedly pregnant.

Maggie shook her head.


the girl understood.

two hot drops of urine fell.

she became dizzy.

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Mizquote, I really enjoy ur write up.... u r so talented n I pray God bless those hands...... keep it up dearie.....

slimport:
Mizquote, I really enjoy ur write up.... u r so talented n I pray God bless those hands...... keep it up dearie.....

thanks Sweedy.

Wow, keep it coming baby!

Mizquote, thanx a milion. Had 2 register cos of ur excellent piece. More grease 2 ur elbow.

fransho:
Mizquote, thanx a milion. Had 2 register cos of ur excellent piece. More grease 2 ur elbow.

I'm highly honoured.

you re welcome.