*(🔞This story Contains Adult Content (AC), Strong Graphic Language (SGL) which might be disturbing to minors and in some parts Graphic Violence (GV). Reader's discretion is advised. Suitable for persons 18 years and above.🔞)*
N🅾️TE::: Daakye Manpanyin wishes to indicate that this story is not a true story, hence any mention of events which may have happened, or are happening, is a total coincidence; this is purely fantasy and fiction writing. It is strictly for 18years and above. Thank you.🙏
BARE 🎭 TO ME
SEASON 1 SEASON 8
The heavy banging came down on my window again, this time louder and I clinged with fear as I rushed to put off the light then I heard.
Voice from Outside▶️: Mama Lee open this door now before I beat you up again.”
That was when I realised it was a drunkard knocking. His voice and tone were so harsh and gushing out with drunkenness.
Immediately my fears flew away and my heart beat reduced. I was afraid at first that armed robbers have come to raid me, I thought of my laptop, my project inside, my phone and I started laughing at myself silently.
Voice from Outside▶️: Mama Lee, I say open this door now!”
The drunken voice came streaming into my room again and I shot out angrily.
Me▶️: Massa get out of here, this is not your house”
Voice from Outside▶️: Ahhhhh mama Lee!, You are with a man, in my house, I will kill you” (***He screamed and bang the door louder.**)
Then I knew I was in for some disturbance that night. Thank God I slept during the day. I just lay down on the bed quietly while he bangles away. My phone back light came up and I saw a pop up message from Perp
Perp▶️: Baby, that was awesome.
I just looked at the message, smiled and shut my eyes trying to forget all the noise in my head so I can Sleep. The foolish drunkard seemed so active as he had left my window for my neighbour O.J.
O.J must have known who that man was and he has a short temper. This I noticed from the little misunderstanding he always has with his mistress *(A large sexy Nigerian lady).*
I heard him screaming something to the man in the hausa but the drunkard continued as I started drifting into the unconscious world gently.
I jerked back to reality as I heard a piercing scream. I listened and I heard someone beating up another while the person begs mercilessly. As I listened I realised it was O.J beating the drunkard. Soon I heard the drunkard voice from afar as his door jammed. O.J has done a great job. I smiled and drifted back to sleep.
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The next day at work was almost event less till
something very crucial happened, that event was
what inspired this story.
It was past 1pm, as usual, I was making sketches for the organisation, I am carrying files around. I just dropped some sketches at my madam’s office which she regarded with satisfaction and gave me some files to send to the office down the block. On my way I met who I never expected to meet. I was shocked and almost fainted at her sight.
I saw Perpetual walking up to me and smiling. She looked so voluptuous I couldn’t help but unclad her mentally. My ladle 🍆shoot up immediately, thank God for the my tight boxee. She smiled at me when I managed to return.
Perp▶️: Hey boy(*** She said as she walked up to me.***)
Me▶️: Heey girl,`What brought you around here?
Perp▶️: To see mum“…and to see you.” (***She added with a whisper.****)
I just giggled and continued walking up the empty walkway.
Perp▶️: Heey boy, chill. What's the hurry for? (***She called out after me.***)
Me▶️: I need to submit this file and report back to my madam ****I paused hesitantly to answer.***
Perp▶️: You mean my mum?”
Me▶️:(***Who else? screamed in my head, getting impatient.***) I mean the files are straining my hands. “Yes, your mum.” *I answered and walked away.*I hope this girl will go before I come back to her mum’s office. I knew my ladle,🍆acts on it’s own will. It doesn't mind embarrassing me in front of my madam with all those bosoms on display.
Bosom is my weak point. For that reason I decided to waste some time in the convenience that was two offices away from my madam’s.
I entered the convenience and perceived that familiar modern toilet fragrance. The sparkling tiles in the walls and floor and I wished my room was half this beautiful.
This was the reason I always rush down here to take some rest when the workload has become too much. I entered the second toilet and sat down on the seat without pulling down my trousers as I brought out my phone to press a little.
I saw some chat.
02457*****▶️: Guy wossop it been a long time.
Sextrappers group▶️: 6849 unread messages. ( Enti me bekan wae nyinaa? I scrolled down)
Perp▶️: Hey boy where are you?
Me▶️: Thought you have gone
Perp▶️:Gone? Am still in my mum's Office.
Me▶️: okay
Perp▶️: So which of the department are you taking
files to?
Me▶️: Toilet dept. 🤣
Perp▶️: irritating!
Me▶️:😂😂😂😂!
*Last seen 15:20pm*
She just went offline and I continued replying to other messages. Killing time, hoping she will leave before I go to her mum’s office. Someone knocked on the door.
“Someone is here” I replied.
The knock came again and I replied “Yes!” raising my voice in case the person was deaf.
Then I heard the door easing open, I had forgotten to bolt it. I stood up angrily and rushed towards the door to stop the intruder.
I say someone is in…” But I was too late. My speech was cut short as I saw her walk in.
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