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All five of us stopped in our tracks, wondering what just happened. This time we looked up and she flashed a toothy grin.

But that wasn’t the only thing she flashed: in the blink of an eye, she raised the blouse she was wearing and flashed us a pair of fleshy, orange-coloured breasts.

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Because I can’t split up my love, I’ve always had to do that.

One afternoon, a few friends and I jumped the school gate to go play Nintendo games at a video club across the road.

For some strange reason it was located at the junction of my secondary school – a hub of at least eight schools actually.

He asked me where I came from, and I told him I’m from COTONOU; then he smiled at his boy who brought me.

He then said to me that I’m the best person for the job; since I’m not a Nigerian. (One hundred thousand naira) and we left back to SEA-BREEZE HOTEL. Festus and his boy told me that the job is for me to claim that I am a sexual mistress to one Pastor Suleiman who was a Muslim before, but now a Pastor.

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