Hot! 10 Reasons Why Curvy Girls are Absolutely Great in Bed

Curvy girls are usually the most admired by men. These tips are reasons why they are also the greatest in bed.

1. It’s a scientific fact 

Try and fight it, you won’t be able to. Because scientific research proves that men are genetically wired to be s*xually attracted to a woman with curves.

Men rate the sexiest women as those who have a waist which is 60% of their hip size. Guys love our hourglass figure  – not least of all in the bedroom.

2. Confidence

Having boobs and a backside, a bit of cellulite or something to grab hold of is not exclusively what makes a curvy woman sexy – it’s knowing how to rock it that matters.

Beauty has nothing to do with size and everything to do with confidence. And confidence has everything to do with amazing sex.

3. A healthy appetite

Nothing is sexier than a woman who knows how to indulge – she wants the cake she eats it, she wants the wine she drinks it, she wants the orgasm, prepare yourself, no one’s leaving this room until…

And trust me, a girl who knows how to eat – knows how to *eat*

4. Life’s too short to go gluten-free

Or you could date the girl who refuses to swallow (extra calories), won’t eat dessert and spends the post-sex cuddle trying to convert you to the Paleo diet.

5. Boobs

OK, not all curvy girls are blessed with big boobs, but the chances do sway slightly more in their favour.

Tits aren’t everything, but man, a decent pair rocking an Agent Provocateur underwear set is not going to hurt in the ‘turning up the heat’ department.

6. Bums

According to a study by Oxford University, big butts result in healthy children because of the high amount of Omega 3 fatty acids they store – so if you thought it was the PVC dress stretched over Kim Kardashian’s booty getting you hot, think again.

It’s your subconscious evolutionary way of ensuring healthy kids.

7. Let’s focus on the important things…

We don’t care about fitting into a pair of size 6 jeans and instead spend our time on fun things like the reverse cow girl and multiple orgasms.

8. Fewer bruises

Our soft womanly curves are the perfect place to rest your weary, post-shagging head.

9. Curvy girls were the original supermodels

Take a walk through an art gallery and you’ll see that curvy girls have long been associated with beauty and sex appeal.

Thousands of years of history can’t be wrong.

Source: Metro UK

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MY STORY OF ADDICTION EPISODE 47 & 48

I walked over to the Adeboye’s with a forced smile. I could see that Bidemi was looking away from us. I guessed she never expected to see a girl with me so soon. We exchanged greetings.
Me: hi girls
Kikelomo: hello Femi…. we dint know that you would be having a visitor today.
Me: Yes… I dint know either. this is the young girl I told you about.
Kikelomo: (confused) What girl are you talking about?
Me: she’s my home teacher…. it was because of her I left your house earlier that day.
Kikelomo: Okay…. (facing her) my name is Kikelomo and this is my kid sister Bidemi. it’s nice to meet you.
Chidinma: I’m Chidinma; it’s nice meeting you guys too.
We all entered the house and we started chatting. It never took long before Kikelomo and Chidinma develop a strong bond between them. Maybe it’s because of the university exposure that they both have. They kept talking until I drag Bidemi away with me to have a private discussion. We are now alone from Kikelomo and Bidemi.
Me: how are you doing now?
Bidemi: I’m fine… I thought you don’t want to have anything to do with me again.
Me: I wish I could but I just can’t..
Bidemi: why can’t you?
Me: (changing the topic) my mum employed Chidinma as my home teacher. I can’t imagine to be tutored by a girl.
Bidemi: (Smiling) there’s nothing strange about it.
Me: I just hope it won’t affect my reputation among my friends.
Bidemi: it’s nothing really… so where were you guys coming from when we saw you?
Me: we went to eat.
Bidemi: Okay…. I’m sorry about what happened the other day; I hope you have forgiven me?
Me: sure… why won’t I? you are my sweetheart… I can’t but live with your mistakes
Bidemi: thank you (leans over for a kiss)
She kissed me and we continued chatting. Kikelomo and Chidinma joined us.
It’s now 3pm. Chidinma wants to take her leave. I excused the Adeboye’s to see her off. I told her to please come around 8:30am tomorrow. She assured me of coming early. I collected her number and she leaves.
It’s now me and the Adeboye’s. We talked about the event of the other day and Bidemi apologise to me and Kikelomo. I was very happy that the two sisters were back together. We were chatting and laughing when my phone rang. It was Adedoyin. I excused myself to pick the call. I picked it while walking away.
Me: hello Adedoyin
Adedoyin: hi Femi… I’m just bored… I just want to hear your voice.
Me: really…. I’m feeling the same way too but I just don’t want to disturb you because we already concluded to see tomorrow.
Adedoyin: no oooo…. you are free to call anytime you want to…. at least it would make both of us happy.
We continued chatting with my heart in my mouth knowing fully well that the Adeboye’s would be waiting for me. I looked for a way to discharge her.
Me: I have to go now. I have to go pick my kid sister. I will call you as soon as I get back
Adedoyin: Okay dear… I will be expecting your call
Me: Okay… bye.
I terminated the call only to see the Adeboye’s staring at me.

48

I moved over to them and Bidemi asked me “who were you on the phone with since morning?” I looked at Kikelomo and I replied “a friend”.
I was about to explain (lie) when another call rang on my phone. It was David’s (Motunrayo). I showed them that he’s the one that just called now. I pressed the red button to end the call. They were not really convinced. We went back to the living room and we chitchat for a while before they went to their house.
it’s now 5pm. I’m now left alone to decide how tomorrow will look like.
I dialled David’s (Motunrayo) number and she picked with the first beep.
Motunrayo: hello ife mi
Me: hello… how are you doing?
Motunrayo: I’m fine… and you?
Me: I’m fine… thank you for asking
Motunrayo: you welcome
Me: are we still seeing tomorrow?
Motunrayo: yes… I can’t wait to see you.
Me: (See me ke) Me too but there is something I want to tell you
Motunrayo: Okay… I’m all ears
Me: my mum just employ home teacher for me … I don’t want to give her an impression that I’m not serious.
Motunrayo: (voice low) so what are you saying?
Me: I think we should make it Thursday or Friday.
Motunrayo: (not happy) ooh… I had cancelled all my appointment to be with you tomorrow…
Me: I’m sorry.. let’s make it Thursday.
Motunrayo: Okay .. no problem.
We chatted for 5mins and we ended the call. She seems not happy with her not coming over tomorrow but who cares. I have got my hands full right now. I will make it up to her another time.
One down; two to go… but who would that be … Adedoyin or Ruka. I just have to make something works out tomorrow. I dialled Ruka’s number and she picked.
Ruka: hello dear
Me: hi love…. you seems so excited today. what’s the secret?
Ruka: Nothing much… I just ended a call from one of my friends now. She is also coming for the audition. I’m so excited.
Me: hmnnnnn…. it’s great that your friends are coming …
Ruka: yes…. but I’m expecting only two people. you and her. I told her about you.
Me: really… what did you tell her? hope you dint tell her that tomorrow is my graduation day?
Ruka: what graduation are you talking about?
Me: I mean…. the day I moved from being casual friend to your boyfriend.
Ruka: what if I did? Hope you won’t rescind on your decision of coming again?
Me: (opportunity) no ooo… I will surely come but….
Ruka: but what?
Me: definitely late… I’m sorry…. my mum sent me to her friends place at Iyana-iba area. I would have left early for the place but she insisted on me coming around 2pm.
Ruka: (sad) Okay…. no problem.
Me: Okay… but anything that happens, I hope you would tell me my result tomorrow.
Ruka: (voice low) okay… just try as much as you can to be there. even if it’s late.
Me: I will….. I just want you to know about it.
We chatted for awhile and we ended the call.
I can’t afford not to go to Ruka’s audition. She seems to be looking forward seeing me there. Not even now that I know how she feels about me not coming. I just have to look for a way to go there.
Motunrayo is out of the way now… let me call Adedoyin; maybe she would understand my plight. I dialled Adedoyin’s number and she picked.
Adedoyin: hello Femi… I thought you would not call again.
Me: I’m sorry… got my hands full after we ended our last call but I’m free now
Adedoyin: Okay… hope you are fine?
Me: I’m okay and you?
Adedoyin: very happy…. I just can’t wait to see you
Me: me too. At least I can know what you look like…
Adedoyin: (giggles) I hope you won’t be disappointed when you eventually see me
Me: no oooo… I don’t think so… Sarah has said so much about you that makes me know that I won’t be
Adedoyin: Okay oooo… if you say so
Me: Adedoyin…. I think I’m scared…
Adedoyin: what are you scared about?
Me: I have a bad feeling that you might not forgive me for what I’m about to tell you
Adedoyin: we are not even that close not to forgive one another. So tell me what the feeling is all about.
Me: when are we going to be through tomorrow?
Adedoyin: why do you want to know when we would be through? Tomorrow would Decide that. But definitely before your 8pm deadline.
Me: Okay….. it’s just that my only sister is doing her modelling audition tomorrow. I’m supposed to be her only family there. Our parents are not attending. This audition means a lot to her. I will be glad if I can leave around 3pm tomorrow to attend my sisters audition.
Adedoyin: that’s no problem… at least we supposed to have known ourselves more better before then. You can leave 3pm.
Me: thank you… thank you…
Adedoyin: it’s nothing… I just hope you will make use of the time with me very well.
Me: sure…. I’m dying to see you.
We chatted for what seems like ages and we ended the call.
Thank God that things are working fine now. I’m very sure that Bidemi won’t come around tomorrow because she will be aware of my unavailability due to my tutorial.
I was happy in a confused way. Thinking and hoping things would get complicated tomorrow. What if my nightmare eventually comes true? Bidemi’s dad has a short gun quite alright. I just hope it won’t come to pass.
I kept being pessimistic about the event of tomorrow. That I slept off.
It’s now Tuesday. The day that would decide my faith in my relationships. It’s 10minutes to seven. I dashed to the bathroom and took my bath. I put on something casual because I expected my mum to still be around. I went to her room to greet her.
Me: ekaro ma (good morning ma)
Mummy: morning my son… how was your night?
Me: it’s okay… just that I’m not used to waking up early now.
Mummy: don’t worry, you will get over it… it’s just a matter of time.
Me: I hope so mum
Mummy: Chidinma told me that you ved agreed with her teaching you
Me: it’s a tough decision but I think we will get along.
Mummy: it’s good to hear that… I’m off to work. just make sure you get along.
She left for work and I’m the only one left in the house.

To Be Continued…
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The Truth About Dbanj’s Marriage Revealed…See Interesting Details

Following the widespread reports that Nigerian pop sensation, Dbanj, is married, a revelation of what really happened has been made.

Dbanj

Is popular pop singer, Dbanj married or not? Ever since social media went agog with the news that Dbanj had finally quit bachelorhood, this question has become the most asked among fans of the Kokomaster as he is fondly called.

Penultimate week, bloggers went to town with news that the pop singer got married to Lineo Kilgrow, who is reportedly an undergraduate of the University of Abuja.

To some, the news is a big deal while to others, it is an attempt by Dbanj to attract more attention to himself and ultimately, his music.

Even though fans are eager for Dbanj to divulge the true details, Sunday Scoop can authoritatively reveal that contrary to what is being reported in the entertainment circles, Dbanj did not have a court wedding.  What took place was a formal introduction ceremony as it is customary between a groom’s family and that of his bride-to-be.

It was learnt that Dbanj pleaded with his bride’s parents for the introduction to be hosted at his father’s house in Lagos because he did not want it to be an all-comers affair. Luckily, they were in support of his suggestion, a source told Sunday Scoop.

The introduction was witnessed by only close family members of the couple. The Kokomaster was unhappy the news leaked but was again comforted by the knowledge that bloggers got many of the facts wrong. According to his camp, he did not get married at Onigbongbo Registry, Ikeja, neither did the couple have a traditional introduction in Jos, Plateau State.

A source close to Dbanj told Sunday Scoop that Dbanj chose not to react to the news making the rounds.

“Dbanj has given so much information about himself to the public and he deserves to keep some things private and this is one of those things. He is not worried about losing female fans, he just wants his marriage and the impending white wedding off public radar,” the source said.

Source: The Punch

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Lost Mum at 4, Violated at 7, R*ped at 17 & Impregnated at 22 – Meet the Owerri Lady Who Has Seen It All

A woman has told her life story featuring heartbreaking tragedies that have beset her since she was a mere child.

 

Ruth

For Ruth, life is not a song worth singing; it’s a dirge, at best. A victim of ruthless circumstances, she had spent much of her 26 years on earth in pains, sorrows and tears. Today, her life is in turmoil even as she lives with the scars of the unkind blow life had dealt her.

“I have cried so much,” she told the reporter. “I cry but all these years I have learnt that tears won’t take me any further. Tears are for the weak. I have been wounded and I know that getting up will not be easy but I have to give it a try. I tried drink­ing, smoking, doing hemp. It doesn’t get me high as they said it does. So, I stopped. It only gave me momentary happiness and then disappears before you know it.”

Back of the book

Indeed, life has been ruth­less to Ruth. She had witnessed disincentives to living. As an innocent girl, she was sexually molested at seven while living with people she regarded as fam­ily. She would speak out timidly though rather than looking into what she said, she was accused of trying to tear the family apart and was beaten and ill treated with greater intensity. At 17, when she was about taking the school certificate examinations, she was brutally raped. She learnt to keep all scary thoughts to herself since nobody would believe her. At 22, she had a child and was thrown out of the house. And, later the child was taken from her. Ever since, she has come to hate the dark, her­self and, above all, developed phobia for living with people.

No longer innocent, she had grown wild, sleeping with all manner of men, with no feelings attached to them. And because it’s been hell with men, she sees men as beasts. According to her, the only reason she mingled with the man who got her pregnant was that she wanted a kind of escape. She thought he was real, thinking that she could be happy for the time at least but he too proved that he was not any dif­ferent from the rest.

Inside the book

Telling the story of her life was not an easy task for Ruth. For her, talking about it reminds her of the ugly past which she could not forget. Her voice shook with emo­tion as she told her heart rending story:

“I was born on January 10, 1991. I left our house in Owerri at four years for Calabar and it was supposed to be a holiday. But the woman I went to live with wanted my stay to be permanent. That was how I started living with them. The woman in question is my fa­ther’s younger sister. Her husband was a medical doctor and he had his own clinic. I wasn’t sent to school and at that little age, I was the one taking her child to school. She told my people that I was go­ing to school but there was no way to communicate with them. She seized all the clothes I came with, leaving just one for me. I was sent to the boys’ quarter to stay.

 

“I can’t say what I did to her but she was beating me all the time. My duties ranged from cleaning the house, fetching water from the well which was far from where we were living. I was expected to fill a big drum with water every day. I used to go and fetch the wa­ter with a – five litre can. Worst still, I won’t be given food. I was only served beans or cornmeal every day. I don’t know why she hated me so much; she beats me with that specie of flower that has thorns on it. Anytime she wants to enjoy herself, she would ask me to go and bring the flower and she will flog me until I start bleed­ing all over. You would ask me to undress before flogging me. And whenever the husband was about to return home, she would order me to go wash my face with wa­ter, threatening that if the husband found out that I was crying or if I ever complained to him I would regret the day I was born.”

False hope

“After sometime, the husband noticed. He would bring me into the room when I was seven and in the guise of comforting me, he started fiddling and inserting his fingers into my private part. At that age I could talk, so when I went out I complained to one woman. I fell into his trap because I saw him as the only person who cared about me. Sometimes, he would buy things for me, like abacha, a local delicacy. I didn’t under­stand until I started having pains around my waist and private part. So, I told her friend who comes to the house. The woman asked her about it and that doubled my pun­ishment. She said that I came to destroy her marriage. I never left the house, I was like a prisoner. It was when another girl, Nnenna, came that we used to go to a rock that water runs from. That was the only place of solace; it used to have a comforting effect on me.

 

“But after I complained, the man stopped violating me. There was nothing my aunt didn’t do to me. While pregnant, she would put saliva into tissue paper and order me to pick it with my bare hands. At about 13, I came to my father and I said that I was not going back but at end of the day I was compelled to go back. When I entered secondary school, I still went back during holiday period to continue my slavery.”

Worse nightmare

If the doctor did it with his fingers, the brother did it with his dick. Con­sider this: “When I was 17, my aunt’s husband’s brother raped me and he told that since there was nothing I could do about the situation I should just relax and enjoy it. Only two of us were in the house and he had his way. When I went back to school, I told my matron. She called my father and sat him but he said that nothing like that happened. He said that I was looking for a way to get away from the training they were giving me. Even when they relocated to Abuja, I also went with them. I don’t know if they bought me or something like that.

 

“When I was 18, I said that I wouldn’t continue living with them because I was getting fed up with the whole thing. The doctor came back to me again, saying he was sorry for what happened and he felt guilty about lying against me. He said he wanted to make up for what he did and those things that men will al­ways tell you if they want to sleep with you. He wanted to make me a sex toy, squeezing my buttocks and fondling my breasts at will. He said that if I gave him the chance again, he would be giving me loads of money.”

From frying pan to fire

One day, her aunt sent her to buy something and she ran away. But it was like running into an embrace of a mas­querade. “I left their house and came back but my father said he had nothing to do with me again if I did not return to Abuja. Since my father rejected me, I stayed with a friend. I did not tell any­body anything because nobody believed me. Everybody said it was my fault, so I stopped talking.

 

“When my friend gained admission into Imo State University, I went to my grandmother whom I never saw in years. I told her my story and she want­ed to make it a big issue but I told her to stop. I’m talking about my maternal grandmother; I have nothing to do with my paternal grandmother. Along the line, I went to Oko Polytechnic and fin­ished my ND programme. A maternal aunt paid my fees in school.

 

“There was a time I travelled to an uncle’s place in Lagos, something hap­pened and my father stopped talking with me. While going back to the east, we boarded the same bus but there was no way anyone would know that we had anything to do with each other. When we got to a place passengers were sup­posed to eat, he sent me a short message service (sms), saying that he wanted to eat. I also replied by sms, telling him that I didn’t want to eat. No one in the bus could have believed that he was my father except for the striking resem­blance.

 

“My only happiness is that after hav­ing children and training them, the fam­ily is not at peace. I know it is not good to be happy when something is going wrong but if I say that I am not happy, I am a big liar.”

Mother unknown

Asked about her mother and what she did while all these things were happen­ing, Ruth replied: “She is around. She tried her possible best. The woman I call my mother is my mother because she trained me from infancy but she is not my biological mother. She speaks for me; you will never know the difference. It’s just that her husband’s sisters don’t allow her to talk. I don’t know my bio­logical mother but I learnt she is dead.”

Impregnated and abandoned

“No one was taking care of me when I met the young man in question. He is a businessman. I thought he actually loved me, one thing led to another. At first, he was very keen about the preg­nancy till about the sixth month. At a point, he suddenly changed from what he used to be. I don’t know what hap­pened to him; one day he told me he was no longer interested. Initially, I thought he was joking but I knew something was terribly wrong with him. When I was crossing the road after that encoun­ter, a truck nearly overran me. Perhaps, it would have been better if the vehicle had killed me, who knows?

 

“Although I was not living with him, but he was always coming to see me until he changed his mind after I was six months gone. My parents knew him. He was so real at the time; I don’t know what got into him. I don’t know what happened to him. Mind you, after my ND, I got direct entry admission to UNIZIK, Awka to study micro-biolo­gy. He was taking care of the bills. That was in 2013, I dropped out of school when he walked out on me.

Baby disappears

“When the guy left me, my father sent back me back to the village. I gave birth to a baby girl in November 2013 and I stayed with the matron of the hospital. She said she won’t let me go because I was the only person in the house. She reasoned that someone should be taking care of me until I be­came stronger. When I was pregnant in the village, it was the same woman that was feeding me. After sometime, I be­came too sick and she sent somebody to call my father. So, my father came and took me away for treatment. The next thing I heard was that the baby died which I knew was not true. When I was brought to the hospital I was very sick. But when I became stronger, I started asking for my baby and I was told that she died. She was bouncing up to the time I became sick six days after delivery.

 

“I never wanted to believe it be­cause my father can do anything at any time. And with the kind of sisters he has, anything can happen. I informed the matron as well as a confidant and after much talking, my father insisted that that was what happened. There was nothing else I could do. I tend not to believe it because she was healthy while I was sick.

 

“Another thing was that I took pic­tures of her and I in the village but when I became better, the memory card in which the pictures were suddenly disappeared from my phone. All these kept me thinking. It was when I was disturbing about the whereabouts of my baby that I was told that the woman I had called mother for over 20 years was not my biological mother. They said that the thing that happened to me almost happened to her; that was why she died. That’s my story.”

 

S*x, booze and more

Ruth said that with the way her baby was taken away and other things that happened to her, life became meaning­less. So, she started sleeping with all manner of men, with no feelings at­tached to them. In fact, she sees men as beasts. She also took to drinking and smoking marijuana for the expected Dutch courage but she has stopped. She has equally done a few things with fellow girls.

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Honour Killing: Kim Kardashian and Social Media Celebrity, Hacked to Death by Brother (Photos)

Islamic Extremism Taken Too Far? Pakistan’s first social media celebrity has been killed by her brother in an apparent ‘honour killing,’ for posting controversial pictures of herself on social media.

26-year-old Pakistani social media celebrity, Qandeel Baloch has been killed by her brother in an apparent‘honour killing’ in the province of Punjab.

According to BBC, the police say Qandeel who was strangled to death by her own brother on Friday night following an argument, recently caused controversy by posting controversial pictures of herself on social media, including one alongside a Muslim cleric.

Cases of women being killed for ‘dishonouring’ their family are common in Pakistan. Qandeel, described as Pakistan’s Kim Kardashian, became a household name for posting bold, sometimes raunchy, photographs, video and comments.

The body of the victim whose brothers had reportedly asked her to quit modelling, was not discovered until Saturday morning, as her parents have been taken into custody.

According to sources who disclosed to the publication, her murderer, Wasim – who is still on the run – was upset about her uploading controversial pictures online and had threatened her about it. “[Her] brothers had asked her to quit modelling,” family sources quoted by the Tribune said.

Qandeel Baloch used social media to find fame and the reactions showed the feelings she inspired, from admiration to disgust. Some called her death “good news” and even praised her suspected killer. Others said it was wrong to condone her murder, even if she was flawed. Some showed outright support.

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See more photos of Catholic church destroyed by Muslim youth for worshiping on Friday

About 200 Muslim youths yesterday attacked St. Philip’s Catholic Parish, Baki Iku,which is very close to Zuma Rock in Niger State, for worshiping on Friday. This is happening few days after a female pastor in the Redeemed Christian Church of God, Mrs. Eunice Olawale, was brutally killed by suspected Muslim extremists.

Photos from the attacked church have now emerged.

According to eyewitnesses, some Catholics had gone to the church to pray and were attacked by the Muslims who claimed that Friday is their day of prayer and that the Church only has right to worship on Sundays. Pics continue below.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Photo credit: Martins Edoka Amana

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Billionaire Folorunso Alakija Celebrates Her 65th Birthday In Grand Style, See Lovely Photos

Billionaire Folorunso Alakija is celebrating her 65th birthday today. See first photos from the business woman’s birthday party venue.

Life size photos of her are all on display along with lovely flowers. Photos were shared online by Victoria F Events. More after the cut.

 

 

 

 

 

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Muslim Youths Destroy Catholic Church for Holding Service on Friday Instead of Sunday

A few days after a female pastor in the Redeem Christian Church of God, Mrs. Eunice Olawale, was brutally killed by suspected Muslim extremists, a group of another Muslim youths yesterday attacked St. Philip’s Catholic Parish, Baki Iku, close to Zuma Rock in Niger State, destroying properties worth thousands of naira.

The Vicar-General of Parish, Revered-Father Gobep Luka Sylvester, who confirmed the news to THISDAY last night said about 200 Muslim youths stormed the Church premises yesterday and destroyed properties of the church.

ThisDay was told some Catholics had gone to the church to pray and were attacked by the Muslims who claimed that Friday was their day of prayer and that the Church only had right to worship on Sundays.

Revered Father Sylvester told THISDAY last night that although he was not around when the
incident happened, he was told that some Muslim youths numbering about 200 came to the Church and started destroying the church’s properties, saying the security men in the church premises were seriously injured.

According to him:

‘’Sometime around 2pm, some Muslim youths in numbering 200 left their Mosque after their Friday Jumat prayer and rushed to the Church premises, climbed the wall and destroyed everything in the Church: the windows, the alter, musical instruments, the chapel.

’The security man in the church premises was beaten to pulp. Some women who were holding a prayer meeting were chased away. The seminarian who is resident in the premises was also beaten up and chased away.”

He said the incident had been reported to the police and they claimed to have made some arrest and promised to investigate the matter.

In 2012, Alhaji Kabiru Sokoto — suspected member of terrorist group, Boko Haram, on Christmas day, detonated bomb that killed several Catholics and passers-by at St Theresa Catholic Church, Madalla, close to St. Philips that was destroyed yesterday.

The Revered Father added,

 “Just last week, Mrs. Eunice Olawale, a mobile preacher of the Redeemed Christian Church of God was killed by some fanatical Muslims in Kubwa, FCT. How long are we going to continue like this?

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2face and Annie Idibia’s Daughter, Isabella Bags 4 Awards at School (photo)

2face and Annie Idibia’s daughter, Isabella, made her parents proud as she bagged 4 awards at her school’s just concluded graduation ceremony.

Congrats to her, beauty and brains!

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Photos : Dino Melaye poses with D’banj on arrival to Lagos, Dares Haters to Come Out & Do Their Worst

Dino is looking forward to a nice weekend in Lagos. He is pictured with D’banj on arrival.

 

Following his altercation with Senator Remi Tinubu – wife of APC chieftain and former Lagos state Governor Bola Tinubu, Dino Melaye has dared haters to come out and do their worst as he is currently in Lagos state.

The APC senator representing Kogi West, was threatened and warned by different groups who condemned him for using harsh words against the female senator not to enter Lagos.

Photos he shared continue below.

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Check Out Adorable Photo of Actress Uche Elendu and Her Baby Girl

The actress who turned a year older two days ago shared this cute photo with her daughter as she celebrated her birthday.

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News Flash! Turkey Coup Attempt Claims 90 Lives, 1,154 Wounded

The number of dead from a coup attempt in Turkey has risen to 90, the state-run news agency Anadolu reported on Saturday, adding that 1,154 people were wounded.

Nearly 200 unarmed soldiers at the Turkish military headquarters have meanwhile surrendered, an official said, adding that special troops were currently securing the complex.

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Photos : Two Nigerian Muslim Women Under Serious Fire For “Dabbing” In Mecca

This picture which is currently trending socila media..It shows two Nigerian ladies showcasing their dabbing skills while on pilgrimage to Mecca, Saudi Arabia.

Many online users who did not find the popular dance entertaining -blasted the ladies for doing what they labelled “devilish” most especially on the Holy ground.

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See How Wife Discovers Her Husband is a WOMAN After he Refused to Have Cex With her After Marriage

Suwarti, an Indonesian woman who allegedly posed as a man in order to get married, was arrested on Thursday after the shocked wife, Heniyati, discovered the deception, several months after the pair tied the knot in a ceremony on Java island, DailyMail reports.
Heniyati, 25, became suspicious when her ‘husband’ refused to consummate the marriage. “She falsified all the documents for the marriage… My family and I were deceived. We feel so embarrassed,” Heniyati said. When they met, Suwarti, 40, gave herself the male name, Muhamad Efendi Saputra, and said she was a police officer.

Police said they were still investigating the reason for Suwarti’s deception. All Suwarti would say is that she had been disappointed by a previous marriage, from which she had a 17-year-old child.

After a whirlwind romance lasting a couple of months, the pair married late last year in their home district of Boyolali, with Suwarti reportedly even hiring people to pretend to be her male alter ego’s relatives at their wedding.

After several months of married life, Heniyati finally discovered an identity card in Suwarti’s wallet showing who she really was, said Kariri. Suwarti could face up to 7 years in prison for falsifying her identity…. Heniyati says she regrets nt testing it b4 buying it….

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Breaking: A military coup is underway in Turkey

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See Photos Of The Two drunk prostitutes engage in a dirty public fight in Imo State

Lancelot Obiaku wrote: “It was a big show of shame as two ladies believed to be “commercial sex workers” residing and plying their trade at the rural community of Amaraku, Imo State, horribly fought each other, on Friday evening.
According to an eyewitness account, the two were at a bar near Orie Amaraku market where they drank to stupor before deciding to negotiate their way home. It further stated that they stopped over at another joint, where the ugly incident occurred, to enjoy some cigarettes, and it was there they started quarreling.

Although it was not ascertained what the quarrel was for, it was gathered that the altercation turned into a fight when they started exchanging blows. It got even dangerous along the line as one of the prostitutes, drew the first blood by breaking a bottle of beer and used it on her challenger.

And in reply the other lady broke another bottle, held her colleague on the ground and stabbed her once in the face. It was then that the two were forcefully separated, but one of them had already sustained serious injury to her face that heavily affected one of her eyes.

The two were later rushed to a hospital in Amaigbo; and according to the motorcyclist who took them to the hospital, the less injured one later overpowered the security man at the hospital gate and ran away, while her colleague received medical attention.”…. anyone around d area can visit her to offer her help….

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MY STORY OF ADDICTION EPISODE 44

We watched him leave without uttering a word until we couldn’t see his shadow again.

Ruka: Omo your daddy na real hard man ooo
Me: you can say that again… but he’s cool if you get closer to him
Ruka: that’s if he even allows you get close.. he almost gave me a heart attack.
Me: I’m sorry… so what are we discussing before he came….
Ruka: (serious) discussing ke… Me I’m going home. I don’t want him to come out and still meet me with you. I don’t want any trouble with your dad.

I was just pulling her legs… I can’t even dare spend more than 5mins with her.

Me: Okay then… just do me two favours then we will call it a day..
Ruka: oooh… okay
Me: that you peck me on the cheek while you say goodbye.
Ruka: (still eager to leave)… okay the second favour….
Me: that you catwalks when going?

She looks around to see if nobody is looking. She gave me a peck and said goodnight… she catwalks as she enters her house.

Yes… I feel like a fulfilled man now as I rushed into the house. I entered the living room and nobody was there. I silently walked to my room and laid on my bed.
I think I like Ruka and I think she likes me too… it actually supposed to be a bet but I hope I will be able to pull it through.
I was still thinking about Ruka when my phone rang. It’s Sarah. I picked it.

Me: hello dear
Sarah: hello…. I’m going to the airport to pick my friend. Her plane supposed to touch the ground 10pm. I just think I should let you know.
Me: that’s very thoughtful of you. Thanks love
Sarah: please and please… don’t forget your promise. I love you more than anything in this world right now.
Me: (then why are you pushing me out) I won’t…
Sarah: thanks dear! We might call you around 10pm to 11pm. Please don’t pick. I will tell her that maybe you are sleeping.
Me: Okay….. no wahala
Sarah: bye dear.
Me: bye

She ended the call. I started having a big movement in between my thighs. I knew that it’s because of the thought that Sarah’s friend is around now.
Still lying on my bed; I fantasies how Sarah’s friend would look like. The thought that Sarah said that she’s more beautiful… makes me happy and looks forward to seeing her.

I switched my thoughts from Sarah and her friend to the Adeboye’s when my phone rang. It’s Bidemi (this girl na witch)… I don’t want to talk with her. She kept on calling while I refused to pick.

It’s now 10minutes to 10 when Ruka now called. We chatted and she confessed that it has been long she had a nice time with someone. In between her call was Bidemi’s call waiting beeps. I ignored it.

When it was 10minutes after 10. I excused her (Ruka) to get some sleep. I blew her a kiss from the phone and she replied “thank you”. I ended the call.

It was not up to 5mins that I ended the call that Sarah’s calls started ringing on my phone. I allowed it to ring then later put it on silent.

I slept off without calling Bidemi back.

Next week is already on my mind.

To Be Continued…

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Wizkid’s Son, Boluwatife Balogun Graduates From First Grade (Photos)

Wizkid’s son, Boluwatife Balogun has graduated from first grade. His excited mom shared the photos online.

Another photo below..

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