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ABYSS: The One Night Stand That Ruined Me

Arrgh! The Only One Night Stand

We had just been meeting and those unexpected exceptional one night stands would always happen. That moment when our eyes met and I felt some heaviness inside my undergarments, I knew that it had to happen. I was not the dominating one in this since she also wanted to have some fun too. In biology, I remember we called it a symbiotic relationship. It has never been serious. We loved fun. Is that what everyone feels good about? Yeah that is it. I have to admit that the one-night-stands were soo great that i only longed for the next time i shall meet this electric beauty. I bet you understand the meaning of the term ‘electric’ as used in this context. Her name was Sally. She was the dazzling dark beauties of all time. In my village back at home, she was the only girl who at least managed to own some flesh in her gluteal tissue. To add on to that, she was the infiltrative type of lady. Meaning, she was choosy and selective to certain men. I knew she had fun with many people but I still could not get enough of her time. She had a cartel of men who I guess operated on her on my absence. She would get admitted and discharged after been worked on for hours or days. Sometimes I thought she did it for cash and that is why every time I came back to my village from college, I used to have a packet of approximately a 100 barrier contraceptives. I had that feeling deep in me about what I was getting into.

Therefore, it happened that this day, I managed to get home from school on a Friday. I was extremely tired and weary. The time was 3:30pm. The sun was still shining bitterly on my clean-shaven head. There was a bit of a shaky drizzle that was trying to drive away the sunny weather. I approached my village that was situated in somewhere deep in Ukambani. A lot of grass-thatched and mud-walled houses were the spectacular things in this region. You can imagine the tourists would come to take pictures of our houses and pay us. That shows how deep poverty had stricken our village. The only privileged man in the area was called Mr. Muthama who owned a wooden house and a bicycle.He made a lot of cash when ferrying residents to and from town and that is where he got his cash.

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the UNFINISHED HOUSE

rich girl poor man

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This was the fifth day out when she was staring at this man at the pineapple plantation. She was anxious to speak to know him and get to understand him. She had this unknown attraction to this hardworking man. She did not know anything personal about him. All she knew was that he came to the plantation on Mondays and Thursdays. She made sure she visited the place on these days to make sure she saw him do what he did. She had not had a man in her life before. She wanted to feel loved and she needed to feel what people in love felt. This inner spirit drove her crazy every day and night. She would feel her muscles twitch and her temperature rising especially when she had feelings of her ‘future-man’. Many men had made advances on her but she remained to this one guy she had never spoke to –the man at the pineapple plantation.

She had monitored this man until she had known his routine. He would weed the plantation for some hours then disappear in some bushes. After a while, he would emerge with different clothes then rush to a nearby eatery frequented by fellow farmers’ just meters from the plantation.  The man followed that routine strictly and this added some worth in him from her. She admired his set of style and timing.




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part 2: THE TEMPTING WAVE

she was emotionally and economically weak

she was emotionally and economically weak

check out before reading this : TEMPTING WAVE PART ONE

She rolled from side to side in a bid to get some sleep. She kept rotating her slender beautiful body wondering where her life was to start. Her eyes were open and her face could tell it all. She was unsettled. She could not find sleep though. The ceaseless sounds that emanated from the other houses next to her could not even make her have peace with herself. She was in sixes and sevens. When other couples were living life, when other children were being pampered by their parents, when other families were planning make over’s and good life strategy, Joy was in a dilemma. She was between a rock and a hard place. She was torn between two worlds. She had to choose between becoming the woman of the night and begging.

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ROUSED ESPOUSALS

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Heightened tender  love

Build in a bundle of bravura clouds

To unreachable heights

I feel like the wind blew my heart away

Memories making me live each day

Our unfathomable recollections

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HANNAH AND OLIVER

Hannah and Oliver were always together

Hannah and Oliver were always together

They had been seen together often strolling around the campus during the evening hours. Immediately the class ended, they would meet somewhere they had discussed either on phone or by mouth before they got into class. They shared everything even food on daily basis. They had formed this kind of union that no one would even dare to break. These were Hannah and Oliver both 4th year university students. Hannah was a beautiful African young lady who loved fashion. She pursued Biochemistry as her course of choice. Oliver on the other hand was an American hunk who always seemed to be moved by electronics and wires. He had loved this field of electronics since he was a young boy. His mum would always find it hard cleaning his room, which was a den of old, used electric wires and broken sockets. He pursued Electronic Engineering at Graduate level. Despite him being moved to this area of study, he was in love with Hannah for the past 2 years in Campus. They had grown together to be that unique great couple often admired by other people. He was the kind of guy who never sated having one girl his entire life.

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HE FOLLOWED ME TO THE INSIDES : part 4

PART ONE

PART TWO

PART THREE

SHE TREMBLED

SHE TREMBLED

Sherry trembled. She felt her palpitations. Her heart was beating live. The guy wanted to take advantage of her vulnerability.  He wanted to exploit whatever human part had remained in her. She took a step behind and rushed to the main door. She held the doorknob and tried to open the door but it was locked. She had been trapped again. She took a step behind and held her chest with both hands. The room was dark and the only thing she could see was silhouettes or figures walking. She hid behind some ramshackle cupboards leaving a sharp angle to peep through the collector. She slowly sat on the floor. Her heartbeat was evident. She could hear it with her ears. A silvery light illuminated her tear-stricken face, her skin so deathly pale and her eyes dilated with shock.

Looking around her, she spotted some blood on the floor that led to a certain room. She raised her eyebrows and moved much more inside the cupboards. She knew the collector was inside that room. She waited. She trembled the entire time like a raw recruit staggering back from terrors of her first battle. 

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part 3: HE FOLLOWED ME TO THE INSIDES

part one : HERE

part two : HERE

this is part three of the story.↓↓

‘What do you really want with me?’ she asked again. She cried painfully as she gazed at his merciless face. Every time she raised her head to look at him, frothy blood-like saliva would flow from the left side of her mouth to the dirty floor. She directed her eyes on the grimy bathroom floor as she pretended not be looking at the knife in his socks. She wore a pitiful look like a forlorn whose beloved had scorned her and departed with another. She had a feeling that this guy would be contended and satisfied after making a meal out of her. She was sure about this guy killing her. She had never come in terms with such a ruthless man before in her life.

SHE HAD BLED SUFFERED AND PERSERVERED THROUGH A LOT OF DIFFERENT TORTURE

SHE HAD BLED SUFFERED AND PERSERVERED THROUGH A LOT OF DIFFERENT TORTURE

This bandit did not show any sign of coming into a consensus with Sherry. He got close to her and held her hair pulling her towards the bathroom window. As she grabbed her hair into a knot and pulled her entire body weight, she screamed so hard that it necessitated the collector to give her a facial blow that made her lay unconscious on the tied up chair. She laid her head on the side as blood trickled ceaselessly from her mouth. Her deep cuts on the face and bleeding abrasions could not hide her damaged face anymore. Why could a man do such things to a lady?

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MIND BLOWIN’ SEDUCTION 2

IF YOU HADN’T READ PART ONE > [MIND BLOWIN’ PART ONE]

HE SERVED ABBY, WHO WAS SITTED ON THE COUCH WITH WINE

HE SERVED ABBY, WHO WAS SITTED ON THE COUCH WITH WINE

Festus opened the frosted fridge and served a glass of wine to Abby. He sat on the opposite side of the couch as far as he could from Abby. He switched on the white fan and lit fire in the chimney to make the living room a bit warm. He gave himself unnecessary duties that were intended to pass time just because he was nervous.

‘You look so nervous’ Abby pointed out as she stood and waved her hair to the left using her left arm.

‘I feel different to have allowed you in’ he said, ‘it has never happened again’

‘I know. That means am kind of special in a way to you.’ She said as she sat next to him. Her hand rolled down and smacked his lap just at the vastus medialis muscle; Festus’s adrenaline had started showing signs of great performance.

‘Today is Friday. I want to prepare you something nice,’ festus said as he got up out of the sofa.

Abby’s eyes bulged and she became shocked. ‘What’s up for supper?’

‘I don’t actually know, but we can choose from different varieties’ he opened the fridge exposing a variety of food supplies.

‘How about we have dinner at a restaurant instead of preparing? It’s late.’ Festus projected the idea towards Abby.

HIS PORSCHE WAS COOL. THEY WOULD DRIVE IN IT TO THE RESTAURANT

HIS PORSCHE WAS COOL. THEY WOULD DRIVE IN IT TO THE RESTAURANT

‘Impressive! I agree with that dear’ she walked towards him and hugged him. Seductively, Festus extended his arms around her waist and hugged her tightly. They prolonged the hug for so long as they closed their eyes in somewhat of a reflex action.

Festus took her upstairs and made her have something warm to cover her.

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CUDDLING | THE BONDING TIME

BY KEN AND SPERANZA

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sensual cuddling |melting ice towers

sensual cuddling |melting ice towers

Cuddling is a bonding time. It is the best, if not the most important, means of physical affection. It garners closeness’s, increases jovialness and shows great affection.

Cuddling helps deepen relationships

cuddling increases your relationship bond

cuddling increases your relationship bond

Most people often forget how the power of touch can be; in the long run using communication as an act of being intimate. The cuddle especially with the person you love can be so romantic.

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SLEEPLESS ROMANCE

BY KEN AND SPERANZA

THAT DAY WHEN I FOUND YOU, I HELD ON SO TIGHTLY NOT WILLING TO RELEASE YOU; I HAD FOUND HAPPINESS

THAT DAY WHEN I FOUND YOU, I HELD ON SO TIGHTLY NOT WILLING TO RELEASE YOU; I HAD FOUND HAPPINESS

When I found you I decided it’s me and you against the world

Against all we would conquer

Eat the fruit of love

Dwell in the world forever

ITS ME AND YOU. OUR LOVE AGAINST THE WORLD

ITS ME AND YOU. OUR LOVE AGAINST THE WORLD

When I looked at the sky

All I would see is the sun shine upon your radiance

Your sweet smile devour all bad memories

And all that kept me going is that all will never be lost

ENJOYING EVERY BIT OF OUR TIME TOGETHER

ENJOYING EVERY BIT OF OUR TIME TOGETHER

When all storms seemed to be on our way

I wanted to keep your heart strong for me
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