My Complex Love Story – Episode 40 **The Big Bang** You know - TopicsExpress



          

My Complex Love Story – Episode 40 **The Big Bang** You know that feeling, when you get shocked by a naked wire so bad that you can’t just free yourself and just when you are about to give up your ghost someone miraculously appear and cut the power supply or NEPA takes the light therefore saving you, and you are like you just had a ‘near death’ experience?, well that was similar to what happened to me. The clinton guy who intended on shooting me, ended up being the one who got shot. I know you guys might be thinking it was Tayo who shot him but you are wrong. The person who shot him was the least person I expected, but I wasn’t entirely surprise because it was all part of my ‘James Bond’ plan. You know when I involved my aunt in the whole case, I knew she wouldn’t let me engage in such a risky game on my own, so she made a couple of calls and was somehow given the contact of the Uniport Secret Service Security(USSS). Most of you all might not have heard about something like this but that’s why there is a ‘secret’ in the name. The USSS is a special security body that Uniport has, actually all federal universities in Nigeria virtually has a branch too, they handle cases pertaining to the safety of staffs and they have an anti-cultism squad. So when there was a Gunshot, it was one of the USSS agents who actually shot clinton, 2scars and the rest of the cultist on seeing what just happened attempted to run but they were already surrounded. The whole thing happened so fast that within few minutes, 2scars and his gang were bundled up at the back of a van and being drove to their doom. As expected, 2scars kept on screaming empty threats at me.. ‘I’ll kill you!!, consider your self dead!! Bla bla bla’. My aunt took me to her place to spend a couple of days with her to let the heat on campus cool down but after that I went back to school a free man or maybe not, anyway that’s a story for another day. *** I eventually moved back to school after a couple of days, On getting home, no one was around so I thought I would be a great idea to invite sandra over for… You know. *winks* She literally ran to my house because barely 5minutes after I called there was a knock at my door and it was her. She looked ‘HOT!’, different and casual in a strange way. The sandra I knew was always on bump shorts, mini skirts, leggings and other similar clothing, but seeing her on just a normal dark blue jeans and a top gave her a different look, sorta like a good girl look, which is far from the case. She brought me back to reality from my ‘Body check scan’ when she spoke… ‘Hey stranger, long time no see’ I just smiled and invited her in. ‘So what have you been up to as a single lady?’ I asked after we were both sited on the couch. ‘Nothing much, just been doing what single ladies do’ ‘And what might that be?’ ‘ermm, I dunno, lets just say waiting for the right guy to show up’ ‘hmm, really? Don’t tell me that no guy is on your watch list presently’ I replied, obviously teasing her. She giggled alittle then replied.. ‘its not that there isn’t no guy, its just that there is the right guy’ she replied. ‘oh, eiyah, maybe its because you are far above the level of most guys’ I flattered ‘I don’t have any level jhur’ She was already blushing as she replied ‘oh! You do oh, am even lucky to have you…’ I strategically paused for a short moment then added ‘as a BFWLB’ ‘Oh, you still remember that? You are a case! I was just kidding when I….’ I cut her short with a light kiss. I just couldn’t help the urge to kiss her and maybe do more than that to her, so I took the risk. She froze and stared at me with the ‘I’ve missed you look’ and I wasted no time as I leaned forward and kissed her more intensely. At first I was the only one doing the kissing but with time she started feeling the urge as she responded in kissing back. With no need to waste time I slipped my arm under her top and then…
Posted on: Mon, 12 Jan 2015 19:24:10 +0000

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