True Life Horror: Read Spine Chilling Story Of Chinwe, Who Was Abused And Mutilated By Twitter Follwer

The story you're about to read is lengthy, but a huge eye opener. Psychos exist amongt us. People beware!

Hi all,
This is a little story I want to share, it’s a true life tale, and as always I will appeal that you read it and make sense of it, and share it.
The names, dates and events have been altered, so any similarities are entirely coincidental.
I stood in line behind her trying to get a doughnut at an eatery, been a while I had a doughnut, so I was willing to endure the chatter of a young lady in front of us, she seemed engrossed with her mobile phone, typing away, receiving calls and describing what she had on, and looking around as if expecting to see someone, it was getting quite annoying and I soon realized I was not the only one feeling that way, the lady in front of me shared the same notion and hissed loudly between intervals, I would later learn why she was so open in showing her distaste.

Chinwe, as I would later learn her name was, eventually made it to the head of the line, placed her order and was waiting to be serviced, she reached into her bag to pick up her wallet (I guess), and that was when I noticed the scar, it was a huge scar, one that ran from her eye, and disappeared into the side of her face, close to her ear, well I couldn’t see farther than that because she had a hood veil covering her face, I guess she must have sensed my eyes, because she immediately turned and caught me staring at her with wide eyes and an open mouth, I immediately composed myself and turned the other way.

The chattering lady from earlier on, was eventually joined by an older looking fellow, well not older as in old enough to be her dad, but for their assumed ages, it was safe to say he was older, and actually had more experience in his eyes, from their discussion, which they didn’t try to make private, I was able to deduce this was their first meeting, but they had actually been communicating via the internet, I overheard her commenting on his looks, and he in turn complemented her on hers, even going further to chastise her as at to why she hid her real beauty from him all this while.

Anyway, chinwe the lady with the scar, apparently had the need to trouble people she meets at eateries, but I would soon learn why, she immediately turned to the young girl and took off her hood, it revealed a very hideous deformation on her face, the scar actually ran from inside her right eye, all the way down her cheek, making a curve back across her ear and disappearing into the back of her head, her right eye was’nt.., well she didn’t have a right eye, it was hollow, chinwe leaned towards the girl and said :

I advise you to run away, run as fast as your feet will carry you, no man knowing your age, and knowing his would consider having a meaningful relationship with you, this man does not have good intentions towards you, she turned to the man, smiled at him and said, oga leave children alone, what has she done to you. 

The man obviously got upset, I mean who wouldn’t right? I noticed he was about to say something nasty, when I stepped in, somehow I felt there was something more to this, because what would give a human being so much courage as to confront a total stranger, if he/she wasn’t privy to certain information, anyway I stepped in and acted as a pacifier and was able to calm the gentleman down, and when I turned round, chinwe was gone.

I picked up my doughnuts and walked out toward my car, yes I do have a car, and this part is not coincidental *wink*, anyway back to the story, I got into my car, and suddenly there was a tap on the passenger side window, to be honest this startled me, especially when I discovered it was chinwe, she motioned for me to wind down a bit, but I was too freaked out by her look, and honestly I didn’t know if she was mad at me for butting in earlier, so I came out of the car, and walked around it to the other side, careful enough to give her enough room. She went on to introduce herself to me, and thanked me for stepping in when I did, no problem, just trying to help, and I went further to assure her it wasn’t a gimmick to toast her, am married with two lovely kids I said, she smiled and said: 'trust me you wouldn’t be interested in me even if you were single, I caught you staring at my face earlier on.'
At this point I felt very ashamed for staring and I also felt pity for her, she was a really sad lady, you could tell immediately that she just put up a tough exterior to keep people at bay.

I remained silent for a few seconds, and she was about to leave, when my curiosity got the better of me, and without thinking I blurted out: 'what happened to you?' I quickly realized my error and tried to apologize, 'am so sorry I don’t know what got into me, usually am not this forward.'
She stared at me with her good eye for a brief moment, and smiled a bit, don’t worry about it she said, I would have been offended if you didn’t ask, but it’s a long story, now at the point the writer in me took over, and having a nose for a good story, I tried my luck once more. I said: 'well am not in a hurry, and I have a feeling it would be a worthwhile story.' She stared at me and asked in curiosity,  'are you a journalist?' she said. I quickly realized I had not introduced myself to her. I did so quickly and led her back into the eatery, while quickly checking my phone to see if I had enough battery life in case I needed to tape our conversation.
At this point I’ll jump straight to her story, in her own words, (graphic content, reader discretion is advised).
My name is chinwe, I am 26 years old, I never graduated for the university, simply because I was stupid and careless, on my 24th birthday, I received a nice gift, it was a blackberry phone, I always wanted one, it was like a right of passage, my ex-boyfriend got it for me, he was a student like me, didn’t have a job, and I really never cared to ask as he could afford it, my concern at that point was, yes I had finally arrived, other girls in my hostel had blackberries and I would always get pissed when I heard sounds of pings and messages coming into their phones at all hours and I would stare at my nokia phone and wish I could throw it away, but half bread they say is better than none, so I hoped and even fasted to get a blackberry phone, looking back now, if I had the opportunity, I’d have a landline with no internet activity what so ever, anyway I got the blackberry phone and even got free BIS subscription, at that moment my life was complete, no more going to the cyber cafes to check my emails, my face-book or twitter, I had it all at my finger tips, life indeed was complete, or so I thought.


At this point I’ll jump straight to her story, in her own words, (graphic content, reader discretion is advised).

My name is chinwe, I am 26 years old, I never graduated for the university, simply because I was stupid and careless.  On my 24th birthday, I received a nice gift, it was a blackberry phone, I always wanted one, it was like a right of passage, my ex-boyfriend got it for me, he was a student like me, didn’t have a job, and I really never cared to ask as he could afford it, my concern at that point was, yes I had finally arrived, other girls in my hostel had blackberries and I would always get pissed when I heard sounds of pings and messages coming into their phones at all hours and I would stare at my nokia phone and wish I could throw it away. But half bread they say is better than none, so I hoped and even fasted to get a blackberry phone. Looking back now, if I had the opportunity, I’d have a landline with no internet activity what so ever.  Anyway I got the blackberry phone and even got free BIS subscription.  A that moment my life was complete, no more going to the cyber cafes to check my emails, my face-book or twitter, I had it all at my finger tips, life indeed was complete, or so I thought.


Anyway, I became addicted to my blackberry and also my social media applications, and since I had constant access, I quickly gained enough followers, and especially guys, mostly because I had a lot of erotic pictures on my timeline, I was popular.  Finally I felt I was the main girl, everyone wanted to follow me, I didn’t care if it was virtual, it felt good, checking out my profile and having well over 8,000 followers, more than half of which were guys, but one particular guy caught my attention, till this day I don’t know what made him stand out, but we got chatty, he sent me direct messages and I replied, he was quiet a gentleman , and I can’t remember him ever asking for a nude picture unlike the rest of them, so this made me comfortable with him, his name was tobi, he said he was a doctor , I didn’t have any cause to doubt him, he had extensive knowledge and even gave me some medical advice from time to time, we eventually moved from twitter to blackberry chat, we chatted all the time, I got so comfortable with him, I gave him my number, and that would come to be the biggest mistake I ever made.

Tobi called me every day, some days he called more than once, at night he would call and I would lay on my bed and have phone sex with him, his voice was so soothing, he made me do things I never thought possible, he had gained so much access into my head, I realized later I had done some very sick and twisted things just to please him, I would take nude pictures of myself, I would send him videos of me touching myself in private, and send him voice notes of me making moaning sounds and simulating orgasms, and all this while we had not met, not face to face at least, eventually I played into his hands, I began pestering to meet him in person, at this point I had lost my mind, I assumed I was in-love with him, and when my boyfriend at the time broke up with me, I really welcomed it, for me it meant no more sneaking around.

Tobi eventually agreed to come to lagos to meet me, all this while he had made me to believe he was in calabar, and would take time off work to spend a weekend with me in lagos, when I heard this I was excited, he told me to book a reservation for him, stating he would pay me back as soon as he arrived and also he said it would make him more committed to the visit and would convince him of my seriousness, I bought it all, he was smart, he was cunning, and I was stupid, oh how stupid I was. The funny thing was I had sent him tons of pictures, and all I had was just one picture of him, and whenever I asked he would claim he wanted to be sure I loved him for him, and not for his looks, and sheepishly

I would try to convince him of my undying love, and would try to appease him with nude pictures of my body.
He eventually made it to lagos, I met him at the hotel, he was tall, handsome and had a wonderful smile, he made love to me over and over, and convinced me to spend the night with him, I told him I couldn’t, because I had a test the next morning, now at this point I don’t know what triggered his anger, don’t know if it was because I couldn’t spend the night, or maybe I said something else I can’t remember saying, but whatever it was, brought out a very ugly side of him, he called me foul names, and kept going on and on about how he always knew I was cheap, and he knew I was sleeping with other men, the same man whom had swept me away, slammed me on the floor, he told me of how he had shown his friends all my nude pictures and how they had watched the videos and listened to the voice notes, he told me he had made a bet with his friends, that I would actually pay for him to have sex with me, just to prove how stupid I was, well you can imagine how I felt, I was confused and shocked, but I attempted to regain any little dignity I had left, and so I tried to mouth off at him, suddenly he punched me in the face, and I tripped over, and hit my head on a stool.

The next thing I remember was waking up on the bed, I was tied up, and he was staring at me, his eyes were dark and he had a sinister smile on his lips, he stood up and walked towards me ,I tried to scream and realized my mouth was tapped, my head was racing, the unfortunate part was that no one knew where I was, he turned me over, and told me he was going to teach me a lesson, at this point I was naked, he rapped me from behind, and I mean my anus, the pain was mind blowing, I struggled, and he hit me, when he was done he brought out a small blade, and he looked at me for a minute and said: this scare is going to always serve as a reminder, for girls like you always trying to be more than you are, for stupid fools like you. He put the blade to my nipple and cut it off, and anytime I think of it, I still feel the pain, it was like nothing I had ever felt before, he was calm, like he had done it a million times, I could feel the warm blood dripping down my mutilated breast, tears of fear and pain running down my face, and suddenly he turned around again, this time all I saw was a flash.

I don’t know how I survived it, but I woke up in a hospital days after, well I was awake, but my eyes were swollen shut, It took a couple of days for me to open my one good eye, and realize the damage he had done, he had plucked out my eye, and cut my face, he had cut my breasts up real bad, they had to it out, like I had cancer or something, there was no record of who I was, because he had taken everything, he had taken my bag, containing everything I had.

I was able to tell the nurses about what I could remember, and also give them my mum’s phone number, the hospital felt so much pity, they actually treated me for free, hard to believe right?
Anyway I was taken home after weeks at the hospital to recuperate, it was tough, I was blind in one eye, I had one breast and a hideous scar of my face, talk about your sinage, he did a number on me, how dumb was I, sometimes I wish he had killed me, but there are fates worse than death, and I guess this is one of them, he was gone without a trace, the receipt from the hotel was in my name, so yes he had played me from the start.

I didn’t dare go back to school, I was sure everyone would have heard, and I was not going to become a statistic, so I decided to stay home, and mind my business, besides what do I need an education for, I’d rather stay home, because there is no rising from this. there is no happy ending to this story, this is the simple ending, I was a victim if a sexual predator, and I let him into my life period, and I take full responsibility for that, I was driven by greed and lack of morals, I allowed myself fall into an abyss, but well saying all this doesn’t change anything, it’s a memory I will have to live with for the rest of my life, well not a memory, because I look at myself in the mirror everyday, who would want to see a nude picture of a woman with one breast, one eye, and a stub.

Well now you know why I spoke up, I hope she realizes and leaves him as quickly as she can, and if this ever gets published, these things happen, I am a victim, I won’t take gruesome pictures to prove anything, you can choose to believe me or not, it’s your choice, and I hope you make the right one.

I left chinwe that day, with cold hands, if I hadn’t seen her face to face, I wouldn’t have believed it myself. Personally I have been torn either to publish this or not, but I have decided to publish it, because with the rise of social media atrocities being committed, every story can go a long way in saving a life, so while you read, share and help someone back to the right path, these internet predators are real.

By- Arome Ameh (The Priest)

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          I quickly signed on some of the documents I have on my table, commented on some and made correction on those that needed to be re-typed by the secretary. I stood up and took everything with me as I headed for the secretary’s office, which was, adjacent to my boss’ office. ‘Dupe dear, how are you today?’ I greeted her ‘I’m very fine ma and how are you too? I like your blouse, it is beautiful’ she replied ‘oh thanks honey, oga dey office?’ I inquired. ‘Yes, he just got in self’ ‘ok, please retype these documents and give it to Ada to cross check and sign, thank you’ I gave her the documents and I knocked on my boss’s door ‘yes come in’ he answered from within and I walked in. ‘Good morning sir’ I greeted my boss, he looked up from his table and answered my greetings, ‘good morning Sandra, have you gone through the advert for the new product’ ‘yes sir, I have commented on it and these are the documents sir’. He held out his hands and I gave them to him, he opened it one by one and skipped through it. ‘Ok, these are good, you can go’ he said dismissing me.‘Actually sir, I have an appointment with my doctor for twelve o’clock and I was wondering if I could take the rest of the day off sir? I asked meekly. ‘Are you ok, is everything alright?’ he asked concern written all over his face and I felt guilty for a second that I was just lying to go out to lunch with my friend Ademola. ‘Everything is fine, it’s just normal check up but I also have body pain’ I lied. ‘Ok you can go just make sure you clear your desk before going, take care’, he said. ‘Thank you sir’.

          I left his office and went to my colleague’s office Ada who happens to be my close friend.  ‘How far babes, I’ve a date with your boyfriend and I’ve told Dupe to bring some documents for you to sign on my behalf, I will see you tomorrow ok?’ I told her, ‘not ok oo, where you tell oga say you dey go and I don tell you say make you no dey call Demola my boyfriend again’. She complained ‘I told him I was going to the hospital and why don’t you want to date Demola? He’s a good guy and he really likes you, would I lie to you and don’t forget he’s my best friend and I know how he feels about you, my dear he’s for real’ I told her ‘see you wey no believe in love wey dey advocate for love! Nawa’ she said eyeing me. ‘It’s true, I may not believe in love but I never said all guys are bad and demo is a good guy, please think about it’ I explained to her. ‘Ok, I’ll think about it but no go tell am anything oo’ she said, ‘my lips are sealed’ I said as I walked out of her office. I worked for a while on my laptop and when it was eleven thirty I closed my laptop, took my jacket and left the office and drove to Ademola’s office. Demola is a PR agent and he owns his own company, he knows all the right people in the country and he can get you into any event you want to even if it’s strictly in by invitation. I walked into my friend’s office area saying hello to his secretary, ‘welcome sister Sandra, you can go in, he’s expecting you’.

          ‘Hi darling, how are you’ I said as I walked into his office going behind his desk to give him a hug. ‘I’m fine this one that you acting all sweet on me I know it’s because of what you want oo! He said. I released him from my hug and sat on his desk, ‘are you saying I don’t show you love except when I want or need something from you’ I said with mock anger. ‘Chill madam, I no fight you, I’m ready, let’s go’. We left his office for the restaurant; we made our order and settled for lunch. ‘So did you get the information I sent you this morning’ I asked. ‘Yes I did and I already have a list for you to consider, but can I eat first please? God knows I haven’t had any decent time to myself since you gave me this crazy assignment but why I am doing it for you is what I don’t know’ he said. ‘Well, I know why, you love me and you can’t say “no” to me’ I said smiling. ‘Yea right, anyway, giving the statistic, profile and qualities you gave me, I’ve done my research and I’ve seven men for you.’ He said and signaled to the waitress, ‘may I clear your table sir?’ she said smiling at Demola I smiled to myself, this chick is flirting with my friend and ignoring me totally, it’s time to show her who the queen bitch is.

          ‘Hmmw, I cleared my throat. ‘Excuse me, can you bring me a bottle of white wine’ she looked at me smiling politely and said ‘yes ma’am’ and walked away. Demola looked at me smiling, ‘don’t tell me your about to put that girl through what I’m thinking because she ignored you?’ ‘’sshhhh’ I put a finger to my lips to silenced him as the girl approached. ‘May I open it’ she asked, ‘what is this? I said red wine and you brought white wine?’ I said angrily, ‘no ma, you said white wine…’ she said confused. ‘Are you telling me I’m daft and I don’t know what I ordered for? I want to talk to your manager right now’ I said acting very angry, the poor girl looked to Demola for some help ‘sir, but I thought she ordered…..’ she was explaining but he cut her off ‘the lady said she ordered for red wine, apologize to her and go bring what she wanted’ Demola told her feigning anger himself.

          ‘I I I’m sorry ma’ she stammered, I waved my hand dismissing her. ‘Why did you let her off so quick’ I asked Demola, ‘common the girl was about to cry besides I don’t know why you are jealous’. ‘I’m not jealous but it’s not right to flirt with a male customer who has a female partner with him and it’s very rude’ I explained as the girl approached again. ‘She here is your wine ma and I’m sorry again about the misunderstanding may I open it?’ she asked politely now giving me her full attention, why do they have to make me annoyed before they do the right thing?She wouldn’t be in this situation if she had given us equal attention, I thought. ‘Yes’ I replied ‘can I have the bill? Demola asked. ‘Yes sir’ she said without even looking at him. ‘See what you have done, you have scared the sweet thing away’ he said pretending to be hurt. The waitress returned with our bill and Demola paid even though the date was suppose to be on me.

          We retired to the lounging area to continue the discussion; I sat beside him on the love seat. Demola opened his IPad and passed it to me, ‘this is Lekan, he’s a banker but he’s rich and as you can see for yourself he’s handsome and I think Amanda will like him, he has all the qualities she likes. He is a very busy person, not the jealous type, he’s a cheerful spender and he’s a friend. ‘Good, he’s perfect for Ama,’ I said. I scrolled on and stopped at the photo of this beautiful man ‘wow’ I said and looked at my friend, ‘please tell me he’s for me’ I asked eyeing him. ‘asewo buruku, anyway, because I know you very well I went out of my way to find you your perfect match and yes he’s for you’ he replied grinning as much as I was grinning myself, ‘tell me about him’ I implored. ‘Ok, his name his Habib, he works for Ex-oil, he’s the boss and also the boss’s son, he’s naughty and frank, he doesn’t like playing games, he likes to spend and here’s the good part, he likes you!’

          ‘Demo! How can he like me when I’ve never met him?’ I asked. ‘Remember when I told you some guys were interested in you the last time I used your picture as my D.P, and you said you weren’t interested? Well he’s one of them’he told me. ‘I’m so so interested in his fine ass and pocket, is he available this weekend?’ I asked, ‘for you, I’m sure he will be, let me call him’. He made the call putting his phone on speaker and I listened in as I held my breath, ‘how far guy, how hustle,’ Demola asked, ‘I’m fine oo brother, anything for your brother’ he replied.‘Yes I’ve something for you, you remember that chick you saw on my D.P sometimes ago, the big hip girl?’ he tried to describe me, I eyed him for calling me ‘big hip girl’ ‘how can I forget her when I masturbate with her picture, what’s up with her?’, he asked, I’m sure he will be so embarrassed if he knew I was hearing what he was saying. ‘Well she is bored and she needs a guy that can show her a good time this weekend, are you game? ‘ wow, I’m totally game oo, are you sure she won’t change her mind?’ he asked, I mouthed ‘I’m game’ to Demola, he told Habib ‘no she won’t change her mind, I’ll send you her bb pin so you guys can talk’, ‘ok, I’ll be expecting it, you said she’s your best friend, give me inside info now, how do I please her’ he asked and Demola replied, ‘just be yourself and spoil her rotten, I’ll ping you lerra if I think of anything you need to know, bye’ he cut of the line and I released my held breathe.

          ‘Are you happy now?’ Demola asked, ‘yes I am, remind me to leave you a list of how I’ll like to be spoilt’. ‘You are not serious at all, can we move on now?’ he asked ‘yes boss we can’ I checked the next picture, he’s cute, I could see he was not tall and I knew instantly he was for Koyin and asked him, ‘who’s this?’ ‘That is Opeyemi, he’s a lawyer, a calm and collected guy, he’s just been jilted by his girlfriend but he’s ready to have fun again, I think Koyin and him will match, I think so too, ‘is the guy game?’ I asked ‘yes he’s game, I chatted with him this morning but I’ll have to call him back and tell him we are game too’ he replied.‘Tell me about this one’ I asked pointing at the next photo. ‘That is Tony, he’s with the Naval force and he’s on three weeks leave from work, he has a love boat and he’s very adventurous, he called me himself and asked me to hook him up with a girl for the weekend, so he’s game’. He concluded. ‘Wow, you have done a great job, how much will this cost me?’ I asked. ‘Can you pay my bill? Go jor’ he said,‘thank you sweetheart and I know of a way to pay you back but you still have to do one more thing for me first’ I told him, he rolled his eyes at me, took a sip from his wine and asked. ‘What is that?’

          ‘I need to get these guys together and explain what I want for my girls’ I replied. ‘I don’t know about Habib, he’s busy during the week but I think I can get the rest together, when will you like to meet them’. ‘Today preferable, you know I can’t get any day off this week again’ I told him. ‘Sandra! Why does everything you do or want have to be impromptu?’ he eyed me. ‘No vex now, please work your magic’ I psyched him. ‘So where will you like them to meet you and what time?’ I asked ‘let’s meet at Troy bar in Ogba, 4 or 5p:m will be ok and you are coming with me, drinks is on me’ I concluded. ‘Funny, you actually think a table of four males will allow a lady to pay for their drinks? You’re a fraud I swear’ I said and he put the calls through on his phone, I’m happy to tell you that all males are available. We didn’t envision the traffic on the road but we still got to troy bar 4:10pm, luckily for us none of our guest was around yet. We ordered for a bottle of McDowell’s and two bottles of cook. ‘Demo, for all your troubles today, how about I pay you back with something you can’t reject’ I asked my friends, ‘hmm, I’m all ears oo’ he said.

          ‘I talked to Ada today about you and I’m sure she’s into to you too, she’s just a little bit scared and playing hard to get, before when we talk about you, she usually says “NO”, but today she said “I’ll think about it”, and when a lady says that most time it means she’s into you already, by the time I finish with her on Friday, you can come pick her off to lunch’ I concluded. ‘You are serious, aren’t you?’ he asked giving me a big grin ‘yes I’m very serious’ I said returning his grin ‘yes you are right, the pay back is truly worth it, thanks sweetie’, he was going to hug me when his phone rang, he picked it up ‘sup, ok come right in to the inner bar’ he said into his phone and said to me, ‘that’s Tony, and Opeyemi just pinged me  that he’s almost here too, I told him where to find us’. Tony entered the room and Demola stood up to greet him and he turned to me, ‘wow, Demola, you didn’t mention you will have a damsel with you’ he took my hand and kissed it, hmmm, what a gentleman, Koyin will surely like him. ‘Thank you, you are charming yourself’ I said, he sat down. ‘Wetin make them give you brother’ Demola asked Tony ‘make them bring cup make I join you jor,’ Tony replied and Opeyemi walked in through the door.

          ‘How far guy, sorry I’m late, Lagos traffic na die’ he exchanged handshakes with the guys and said hi to me, ‘Ope, Tony this is Sandra and..’ his phone rang again and I guess it was Lekan, I was right ‘yea, inner bar, ok’ he said into the phone and said to us ‘sorry about that, I’ll continue the introduction when Lekan gets here’. Lekan walked in looking like the banker he is, I wonder how he got off from work though.‘Sup guys hope I’m not too late’ he said taking a look at his watch. ‘No, you are right on time’ Demola answered him, the waitress came in and the Lekan ordered for Heinekens beer while Ope ordered for Star beer. ‘Ok guys, let me introduce you to each other, Tony, Ope, Lekan meet Sandra she’s the reason why we are all here, I’ll let her explain the situation herself to you’ Demola told them. So I explained my girls to the guy and told them why we’re doing this, I told each guy who his girls is and showed him her picture. I gave them a low down of what each girl likes and how to make them happy. ‘So are you game guys?’ I asked looking at them one after the other, each of them nodded their agreements.

          ‘Good, you guys can pick us up by 8pm on Friday and thank you for doing this for us, you won’t regret it’ I thanked them. ‘So where is your own guy or are you not coming with us?’ Tony asked. ‘Oh, I dare not miss the fun, I’m coming along, Demola will link you guys with my guy, Habib is his name by the way’ I told them. ‘Guys, I’ve to go now, I’ll see you guys on Friday’ I stood up and they all stood up and I hugged them one after the other, I left the room and Demola followed me out. ‘Please hook Habib up with these guys and bring him to date, no fuck me up ooo’ I said drawing my earlobe in warning. ‘Yes ma, trust me, he will be there’ I entered my car and drove off. The second scene of my plot is concluded, let’s move to the third and if you don’t know by now, let me tell you I’m Sandra and I am “THE QUEEN BITCH”.

Written By Olatorera - @sexitee03 

Edited by @tonyobj 

In part 2 of Love, Lust and Money: 4 Girls, 4 Guys, 1 weekend. We’ve learnt we've still got a culture shock with the way people address issues and live their lives.

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Watch out for Part 3 of Love, Lust and Money: 4 Girls, 4 Guys, 1 weekend, but here a bit of what to expect:

‘Sea foods are aphrodisiacs by nature and what aphrodisiac does to your system is that they make you wanna have sex, they improve your sex drive and makes you perform better, oyster is the best aphrodisiac but that’s not easy to find in Naija so we will make do with shrimps’ I enlightened my friends. ‘Wow, how come you are just telling us this, you are selfish oo, so what’s with the ginger? Koyin asked. ‘Well, you all know ginger is good for so many things but the one wey concern us right now is how to use it on your honey pot. What it does to your pussy is that it cleans your pussy, soften it and make it tighter’ I told them winking. ‘nawa oo, and you said your mum told you this? Why didn’t mine tell me anything about this? Amanda said and we all laughed. ‘So how do we use the shrimps and ginger?’ Bimpe asked. ‘well, you peel the ginger’ I said demonstrating‘make sure you don’t use a big one, just as big as a your little finger, then you insert it into your pussy for like four hours but I like to do it over night, when you remove it in the morning, clean up with mild soap and warm water, sefini!’ I explained and each girl took turn peeling her own ginger.

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Goodluck Ebele Jonathan RESIGNS

Abuja: The President of Nigeria, Goodluck Jonathan few minutes ago resigned his position as the commander in chief.

A statement from the secretary to the federation Chief Pius Anyim made available to our reporter states that the resignation of Mr. President came as a result of the overwhelming tasks of the presidential position. He further said that the president's resignation is not in anyway connected to the unending terrorist attacks but rather a conviction between the president and his family.

The Vice President Nnamadi Sambo will by 10:00pm today be sworn in as the new president in accordance with the constitution.

Every attempt to get across to the president’s media chief Dr. Reuben Abati proved abortive as he didn’t pick the calls made to his phone nor respond to our messages.

It could be recalled that the governors under the PDP have openly shown their move to support only a northern candidate for the 2015 election. A source in the Villa who doesn’t want his name in print confided in our reporter that the president's resignation was not unconnected with the recent tongue lashing criticism from Nigerians and the inability of the president to provide solution to the now choking problems.

If you believe this, that means you believe Nigeria will be better soon. For now our president is still seated tight and in charge.

God bless President Jonathan. God bless all Nigerians. God bless Nigeria.

Happy April Fools Day Nigeria!