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o? She was only 15 years old. After crying profusely for an hour, I cleaned my eyes and went to prepare dinner. It wasn't long, when I heard my uncle dri

s look swollen, have you been crying?" He asked, walking up to me, with his eyes fixed on mine. "No, am fine. I was just crying earlier because of my sister", I said. "What happened to her, hope

y he held me, I was also scared that my aunty could walk in and misinterpret the situation. As if he knew what I was thinking, he moved back and said, "Nne, I

had already discussed it with his wife. After I finished talking, he laughed and said, "Haba, is that why you have been mo

ng it? Tell me you are, please" she spoke. I shook my head and replied, "no, Aunty. I am not enjoying it" I replied. She smiled, "I understand how you feel, I felt the same way too d

alling out her name from the hall way, she quickly stopped, adjusted her dress and picked up her purse and bible, "honey, we will meet you downstairs shortly, am helping Amaka to fix up somet

s much as they honoured the pastor of the church and her husband was very proud of her. She doesn't go a week without

tool to slice the vegetables, she told me to go back upstairs and remove my panties, then come back into the kit