chiomaP:
I'm still looking for the one ☺️

OK, whoring phase still dey in progress.

Torie8:

Walking away from me?.....

From you? How can I possible do that in my right sense. You probably do not understand what exactly i was trying to pass across.

Torie8:

Walking away from me?.....

I’ll walk away from any form of relationship just to be with you Vic. Trust me. I’m true to you

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HRHQueenPhil:


Am single becos am working on myself spiritually and mentally.

Financially nko?

no man is going to take up ur financial burdens oo

fuckaholic25:
nothng passes peace of mind!!!!the girl I had a thing with last was always pressuring me to tell her I love her every fucking day!!! I mean, wtf! not to talk of her dramas, arrrgh!!! I am grateful I am free

I can relate �

Fact1:
I'm single because I haven't seen a girl dat can smoke weed harder,,,,,

The last girl i saw said nah 7 weed she can smoke in a day,,but i need a girl that can smoke at least 10 peices in a day,,,,

Psych ova to u

Silentgroper:
Psych ova to u

Lol

I have more peace when I am alone .I really need to discover myself and understand who I am ..I want to be a successful business woman and travel round the world to see different people and their culture .
Presently I am at peace with myself and do not miss being in a relationship or getting married .If I fall in love ,then fine but if not, then I rather be alone and engage my life to things that matters most to my in my life

dorin27:
you should try work on your attitude then

If 4 any reason mr cork is single. U're d cause of it.

I want to make money first oooooo
Then will find a woman that have money also
I no wan date a broke lady so I gats to make money before any relationship

Also don't know if I should be my old self or flow with what's happening nowadays
I'm still confused.

pcguru1:
Single as in not married or single as in no relationship ?

Google single & stop ask question sir!!(no oofense)

I am still searching....

gideonite98:
I want to make money first oooooo
Then will find a woman that have money also
I no wan date a broke lady so I gats to make money before any relationship

Also don't know if I should be my old self or flow with what's happening nowadays
I'm still confused.

your points are 100% money must first dey, I got tired of dating broke girls eh they can demand for nonsense I've also dated well to do girls those ones want nothing but love trust me and they reject gift when I want to give.. always date a girl that has money you go enjoy the relationship small without demands here and there, she might be chipping in to help in some areas sef

Being single is sometimes lonely but you save yourself a lot of trouble.

Do you live in Lagos too?

bettyharry101:
I have more peace when I am alone .I really need to discover myself and understand who I am ..I want to be a successful business woman and travel round the world to see different people and their culture .
Presently I am at peace with myself and do not miss being in a relationship or getting married .If I fall in love ,then fine but if not, then I rather be alone and engage my life to things that matters most to my in my life

TheCork:



Google single & stop ask question sir!!(no oofense)

GAMERGUY7770:
your points are 100% money must first dey, I got tired of dating broke girls eh they can demand for nonsense I've also dated well to do girls those ones want nothing but love trust me and they reject gift when I want to give.. always date a girl that has money you go enjoy the relationship small without demands here and there, she might be chipping in to help in some areas sef

Thanks bro.
Never actually being in a relationship with a broke lady also though not rich ladies also.
But they did not ask me for stuffs and everything I did was just some little little stuffs like just going out to restaurant and little gifts i can afford which I also do get gifts in return also.
So girls like that .
I no have money for a slay queen
I no fit buy 80k wig

Okoroawusa:
Being single is sometimes lonely but you save yourself a lot of trouble.

I dey tell you my G
If I no get call card I no dey worry
But back then when I get girlfriend if I no get call card like this na wahala
Single life is good but somehow boring

gideonite98:
I want to make money first oooooo
Then will find a woman that have money also
I no wan date a broke lady so I gats to make money before any relationship

Also don't know if I should be my old self or flow with what's happening nowadays
I'm still confused.

It's not always about she having money or not

I've dated girls wey no get anything but them still no demand

It's about maturity character and wether she's in it for the money or for love

phazotron:


It's not always about she having money or not

I've dated girls wey no get anything but them still no demand

It's about maturity character and wether she's in it for the money or for love

Well that's also true
But nowadays na broke people wey greedy plenty pass o
So that's why I want to make good money first then date someone that can atleast take care of herself and anything I give her will be plus.
I don't want to be a source of income to anybody but myself .

am too logical, too calculative......and a low threshold for crap

Best advice ever !!!


Stay single

Save money

Flirt with anyone you like

And travel

virginprincess:
There is peace of mind being single, nobody monitors you, you do whatever you like, no idiot will disturb you for sex, you have a whole lot of freedom when you are single.

in other words, Hoo loo shoo

I love being single tho, no unnecessary dramas no much billing... But maybe soon I gat enter into the relationship life at Least let me experience small relationship life

MasterShifu010:
am too logical, too calculative......and a low threshold for crap

yeah Nd I can't even pretend About it

gideonite98:


Well that's also true
But nowadays na broke people wey greedy plenty pass o
So that's why I want to make good money first then date someone that can atleast take care of herself and anything I give her will be plus.
I don't want to be a source of income to anybody but myself .

Sure

It's just about finding someone who has something doing and is ready for an actual relationship (done with the experimenting stage)

It was after two in the morning and Vicki Larson was feeling no pain as she flew down the highway at over eighty miles an hour. She ignoredthe speed limit signs as they changed from 50 to 40 to 30 miles per hour upon entering the small town of Buford. Her foot stayed smashed on the gas pedal in total disregard for her safety or that of any unlucky passerby. Yes, she had had too much to drink and shouldn't have been driving, but she had told her husband, James, she would be home by midnight. Already two hours late. He was going to be furious.This wasn't the first time she had come home late from a company business function. She had lost count of the number of times. It had become a major bone of contention between them. She knew he was beginning to suspect that she was having an affair, and although it wasn't true, she sometimes wished it were. Her love life, or what there was of it, had become boring. If James didn't want her, she knew she could have the pickof almost any man in her office. Yet she had resisted their attempts to entice into bed, as difficult as that had been.Although she and James got along pretty well, sex had become routine and far too infrequent. From her husband's subtle body language she believed he was bored as well. Unfortunately, theyhad never discussed it. It was obvious that James didn't have the same desire for her anymore. Maybe HE was having an affair, she thought, but why? She was only thirty-two and knew she still looked very good. She kept herself in shape and always dressed sexy—-maybe a littletoo sexy for the office though—-but James didn't seem to notice. Damn him!Suddenly, Vicky was awakened from her thoughtsby the sound of a siren. She looked in the mirror and saw the flashing red and blue lights of a police car."Shit!" she screamed pounding on the steering wheel in anger. She slowed the car, pulling to the curb. She sat with her hands on the wheel as she waited for the officer to approach ... she knew theroutine. Unfortunately, it wasn't the first time she had been pulled over. She already had five ticketsin just the past year for speeding. The last thing she needed was another ... especially with her having drank a few too many at the promotional party for her boss.She was startled when a black man, wearing civilian clothes opened the door of her car. She felt a bit of fear as he leaned over and said, "Ma am, would you mind stepping out of the car." Then she saw him flash open his badge. "Jamal Washington, Constable, City of Buford," the badgeread."Officer, I'm sorry. I didn't realize I was speeding.""Ma am, please step out of the car. I clocked you doing eighty in a thirty-mile an hour speed zone. You could have killed yourself or some innocent citizen of Buford," Jamal said seriously. He had a slight Jamaica accent.Vicky had no choice but to get out of the car. As she put her feet on the ground and stood up she swayed and leaned back against the door."Ma'am, have you been drinking?""Uh — well, just one or two.""Just one or two? Then you won't mind taking a Breathalyzer.""Listen officer, maybe we can work something out." Vicky was thinking along the lines of a few extra dollars, donated to the local police fund. "I —I already have a few tickets and would really rather avoid another.""So we can add attempted bribery to your DWI and speeding charges," Jamal said. "Wait here." With that he took her license and went back to hiscar, where he keyed in her driver's license number. "Wow," he said when he saw the five tickets for speeding. When he came back to the car, he saw Vicky still leaning against the car in a slightly distorted angle. "I'm going to have to take you back to the station, Mrs. Larson. You're in no condition to drive.""Mrs. Victoria Talbot-Larson — of the Talbot family over in Talbot County," Vicky said, trying to impress him with the well-known family name."Doesn't matter who you are Mrs. Larson, you don't go eighty miles an hour in my town. Now areyou going to get into my patrol car willingly or do Ihave to put cuffs on you."Suddenly Vicky was very frightened. She was going to jail. If money to the police fund wouldn't work, maybe she would have to officer somethingmore immediate. With tears in her eyes she said,"Please Officer Washington, I'm sure we can cometo some agreement," Vicky said in her sexiest voice. She pushed her chest out toward Jamal, trying to emphasize her large breast, which were somewhat hidden by the modestly cut bodice of her dress. She suddenly wished she had worn something a little more revealing. But then she saw what she though was a bit of interest in his eyes and was encouraged. Still he led her to the police car and made her get in.As he got into the drivers side, Vicky said, "Why don't you have on a uniform?""I was off duty, coming home from a friend's party... if that is any of your business ma'am.""I was just curious," Vicky answered in a huffy tone. Nevertheless she was relieved that he had given a reasonable explanation for being dressed as a civilian. She had heard of guys driving around with fake police ID's, pulling women over and raping them.When they arrived at the small combination jail/courthouse/city hall, in downtown Buford—Buford didn't need much of a jail since there were only five hundred citizens—-Jamal helped Vicky out of the car and up the steps. He led her into the police station and asked her to step into one of only two cells in the tiny jail and closed thedoor.Vicky's heart began thumping in her chest at the metal against medal sound of the cell door closing. It was sinking in that she had been arrested. What a scandal it was going to be if this got to the Talbot county newspaper.When Jamal had locked the door he looked at Vicky. "Now, do you know how much trouble you're in, Mrs. Larson?" asked Jamal, staring through the bars at her. Before she could answer he continued, "You're record shows five tickets with ten points. Your license will be suspended attwelve points. Driving while intoxicated is four points alone and bribing an officer can get you jail time.""As a matter of fact, you just might get jail time when you go before the judge day after tomorrow." It was Saturday night and the Judge didn't hear traffic cases until Monday morning."Oh, God, Officer Washington, I'll do anything you ask if you just let me off this time," Vicky said with her voice cracking with emotions.Jamal shook his head and started to walk away, but then he paused. A sudden smile came to his dark face. He didn't normally do this, but Mrs. Larson was a very sexy lady. Who would know if he maybe accepted a little non-financial bribe? Hedidn't currently have a girlfriend and it had been a while since he had made love to a woman ... an especially long time since he had been with a gorgeous woman like this. He turned back around. "Well, what do you mean by 'anything', Mrs. Larson?"A flash of relief shot through Vicky. Maybe there was some hope to avoid a scandal. But just as quickly a flash of fear replaced it. Was she really willing to exchange sex for not going to jail? Whatwas she thinking? Yet, she couldn't go to jail; it would be so humiliating and her nasty mother-in-law would tell everybody that she had been right about her daughter-in-law all along. She wasjust not good enough for her little "Jimmy".Vicky took a deep breath. "Well, I ... uh, I could youknow, uh ... suck you," Vicky said, surprised that she was hearing the words come from her mouth."Hum, are you any good? I mean, I didn't know rich white chicks did that?""Uh ... well, I've done it before," she said, telling a little lie. She had sucked her husband off but only a few times."You don't sound that convincing," Jamal said and pretended to walk away."Wait," Vicky almost screamed in desperation. "I'll suck you and we can do other things too."Jamal smiled without Vicky seeing and turned back around. "Other things? So you'll let me Bleep you?"Uh ... yes ... but you have to use a ... a ... condom.""Sorry sweetie, don't use them. Besides, I'm too big anyway." Jamal laughed loudly. "Let me show you."Vicky watched with wide eyes as he l reached for the zipper of his jeans http://botemoda.com/2MA4

Finding the right one is so difficult now, some take you for granted, people are not what they portray themselves to be, until you go close before you see their true colour

Sundrus:
OK, whoring phase still dey in progress.

Like seriously....must you comment

Tired of dating brokers. In search of a working class lady. With beauty & brain etc. For now I'm taking my time �