“This is not the end of me in this company, I’m coming back.” Mabel declared to all as she leaves, swaying her hips left and right a model she is. A lot of the staff said, “Good riddance to bad rubbish,” while few felt pity for her. After all, it was the manager that led her on. If he had resisted her wiles way back, she would not have the audacity to seek his arms again. She loved what he gave and wanted more of him. Now that he is engaged, he felt like dumping her but it doesn’t work that way. Surely, the lady has a point.Surely, the lady has a good point; she knows what to do to get herself back. Corrupt, depraved personality, another had spoken in contempt. Different people with different strokes.Jennifer was praying earnestly that the lady would leave her fiancée alone. She had expressed her fears to Demola who shrugged it off as if there was nothing to make of it. It was almost turning to an argument the other day when she

MABEL: I will accept on one condition.JENNIFER: Which is?MABEL: To bring in my twin sisters Monica to replace me here. She got up to go but I stopped her. “Hold on please, are you a twin? She replied with a tone of triumph. “Yes, I am” nodding her head in affirmation. In all my entire life, I have never seen such a trickster. We needed time to think this through. Mabel: I think you two will have to think through. I (pointing to herself) will be waiting. By the way, my twin sister’s name is Monica. I’ll leave you two. She left us thinking. Demola broke through the silence and said “you mean this lady is a twin? The sister may even be worse than her I’ll bet she will return to revenge on behalf of her sister. What do we do? Is there a way out?JENNIFER: I feel we are hedged here. We need to accept her offer and stop dragging things. It is left to you, my love. You need to control your appetite, you know what I mean.

Before midnight, I had gone to the toilet five times. I decided to take septrin since I had it at home. Self-medication is drug abuse; we have been educated about that. It was like an emergency. I felt something was wrong; could it be the effect of too much ice cream? I felt getting weaker and weaker. I had to make an urgent call to Demola. He calmed me down and told me to wait till morning.He came in early in the morning to take me to the hospital. I had to take a drip, Monica called and I told her I was in the hospital. She came visiting immediately; she said it must be the effect of ice cream. Sincerely, I forgot to take a ginger and lime drink to break the effect. As soon as Monica arrived at the hospital, Demola excused himself and left for work, while she stayed with me. She was all over me. I felt relieved by her presence. She rushed out later to cook and get some toiletries for me. She was kind of wonderful. I kept wondering why she was the opposite of her sister or coul

“Can you imagine what happened today? This lady called Monica also was almost choking me with her words. I was going to burst forth in turmoil when I hastily recollected myself and had to calm down my nerves, using the method of breathing in and out? She was suggestive and insinuating that I’m denying my fiancée on the bed.” “That was bold. She dared to say that to you?” Mrs. Martina said. “I never thought she could say that, but she did but I was able to manage the whole thing and I felt it ended well,” I said. “Wow, wow, that’s great news. All is well that ended well. So what’s in the offing?” Mrs. Martina spoke with a burden. “You cannot afford to destroy your relationship. I wanted to tell you to marry immediately but looking at it closely, I feel marriage is not the solution but getting a firm grip on your man. Let him see you, feel you all the day long ” Mrs. Martina exclaimed. I became confused and asked for the meaning of what she said, “ I mean, you should be at the cen

“Can we please forgive ourselves?” Demola had called. The mom had been on his neck concerning the wedding. “I need to visit her and get to know her. I had said.”Demola took a break from the office and so did I. we travelled home to see his people. I was curious to know if I would be accepted by his mom. I needed to please her. I had to change my look to look more mature, took clothes that would cover my body properly. I wouldn’t want a mother-in-law that would be looking at me disgustingly because of my style of dressing. I was conscious of my looks based on what I heard him say about her. She is a strict disciplinarian, a teacher in secondary school, a no-nonsense woman. She was a matron in her college for several years before she retired to begin a clothing business, which is her own.She takes care of girls in the boarding hostel. She never tolerates indecent dressing. She flogs disobedient students. She had zero tolerance for skimpy dress