Robert, Sharon and Erick
Robert – an Administration Police (now in memorial Hospital)
Sharon – A Lady Caught Between Two Lovers
Erick – A Mental Health and Psychiatry Doctor
She started walking on the corridor towards Dr. Erick’s office as she peeped on the patient’s rooms through the observation window. Just before she approached Dr. Erick’s office, she saw someone who seemed familiar inside one of the cubicles. She moved closer towards the window.
[1100hrs: TOWN MEMORIAL HOSPITAL]
She got closer and closer raising her eyebrows as she pushed her floral long black hair behind her head. Before she could reach the observation window to get a facial clarity of the person before her, the last patient who was at the doctor’s room got outside closing the door behind her. She quickly, hunched her purse on her shoulders, straightened her clothes and quickly ran her body a survey using her eyes then started walking towards the doctor’s room. Just before she got inside the room, she ran her lips through a thorough cleaning using her exploring tongue. The inscriptions on the blue hospital door read: DR. ERICK – MD, M.MED, and PHD (PSYCHIATRY). At last, she got inside the room and locked the door behind her.
He was busy at the behind desk scenes looking at some of the files. He at once raised his head and pushed his reclining executive seat towards his desk. He looked at her.
‘Aha, you again.’ He said.
‘Yeah, you dropped your keys at the car park.’ Sharon said as she lifted his keys at her shoulder length smiling.
‘Ooh, thank you very much Sharon.’ he said, as he seemed very grateful shocked by the fact that he could actually lose his keys.
Sharon lifted her bum from the black rotating seat and walked towards the doctor’s space. She extended her arm and handed over the keys to him. She looked at him for some time as if admiring him and later turned her back on him. She opened the door and before she could get outside, Erick halted her.
JONTE AND CATE JENNER
Jonte and Cate Jenner had completed their degrees at a widely recognized University. Completing the degrees was the happiest thing in life that really made them match. After two years of experience, they met again at the same university. Coincidentally, they all wanted to pursue a master’s course. They met across an isolated path as Jonte was going to the lecture hall.
At first, he could not seem to get a clear view. He sent glances towards her for a number of times until they approached each other.
‘Jenner!’ he called out as if he did not know her real name.
‘Jonte’ she called back his name and they hugged.
‘What are you doing here in campus?’ Jonte asked as he inspected her by scrolling his eyes down her books.
‘I have just come back to pursue my master’s degree. ‘What about you?’ she said asked him, ‘what are you doing in campus?’
‘That’s a coincidence! I have also come to pursue my master’s degree’ he said as he glanced around to view whether someone was peeping at them.
They did not have any relationship before. They were just mates back in the undergraduate halls.
‘Where were you heading to? It’s already 2pm.’ He asked Jenner.
Cain and Abby
They arrived at the homestead. She loved the compound at first sight. Cain walked ahead of her and opened the door for her letting her get inside. He later locked the door from behind. He directed her to the couch and made her comfortable by giving her some pieces of newspapers to read as he hurriedly walked into the kitchen. He quickly started preparing some tea while he checked other things to ensure they were ready e.g. Bread and blueband. In an African setting, like that of Cain, a visitor was welcomed with tea and bread no matter the hour of the day as he/she awaited the meal. This is what Cain was currently doing.
Within 20 minutes, the tea was ready and since it was getting late, he quickly served her breakfast as he removed the newspapers she was engrossed in at the couch’s end.
“Thank you, very much. This is so kind of you”. She said
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25yr old Female ♀ Teacher in a Boy’s School
31st Dec 2016.
This was to be the last day of 2016. I was happy and I didn’t know why. I just felt happy inside my heart. Maybe it was because of Josh. I knew I would meet him today. “Damn! It was long since I hugged someone like him. A light skin built kind of a man” I told myself as I glared my self at the mirror. I still had my white bathroom gown on. I sat in front of the mirror and did my hair and make up. I was definitely awesome. I smiled and did some unique calculated grimaces on the mirror to ascertain that my look was perfect. I was dayum. I did my nails and also my eye brows too. My hair was the curly type. It went well with the shape of my head. I wasn’t that awful. I tried my best to always stand out. I walked to my bed side and dropped my bathroom gown on the mat next to the bed. I walked in my newborn suit to the cabinet And chose my best and colorful undergarments. I knew something weird would happen and I needed to be colorful everywhere. I guess you understand what I mean. I needed to be that perfect. I took my date dress and put it on. That dress wasn’t the everyday wear. It was secured for awesome days. A day like this one. So sometimes, I would go up to one month without it having my scent.
– PART ONE PHANTOM 1
– PART TWO PHANTOM 2
| PART ONE: KAREN: THE UNDISPUTED KIDNAP |
| PART TWO: KAREN: THE UNDISPUTED KIDNAP 2|
| PART THREE: KAREN: THE UNDISPUTED KIDNAP 3 |
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Costa lifted her up and started walking towards one of the private rooms. The club’s wall was lined with silver plated rims together with the rare shiny sapphires, which made the aisle to the insides extremely gorgeous. The blue red dim lights along the aisle were just ‘on point’ was they anchored them towards their final destination. Costa held her up above his torso as he walked. Their hungry lips would say high to each other as they continued walking. Little did he know Kate’s plan. Deep inside her, she also had that negative feeling that anything would happen to her. The fact that she had seen the weapon for mass destruction inside his coat, she felt threatened. Nevertheless, she kept herself strong.
They arrived at a certain dark corridor with minimal romantic lights leading to a gold-plated door. He walked until he halted at the doorstep. At the top of the door, was a plate written ‘COSTA’. It was his private room. He slowly put her down and placed his right palm on the sensor at the door, which recognized him. The door opened after a number of clicks. He lifted her up once again and walked inside locking the door using his leg. He dropped her on the massive bed. She glowed in beauty. Using her investigative eyes, she started observing the room’s contents and design. She explored the interiors seductively as she exhumed every part of herself that she wanted Costa to view. She knew how to keep him interested. She kept turning and twisting on top of the bed as she glared at the room’s beauty.
In front of her, was a huge screen that showed the ongoing inside the club. She would see her friends Sharon and Clare taking strange men for a ride as they danced electrically. She was positive about the plan.
PART ONE OF THIS STORY HERE
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I became conscious after sometime. I was on a cold floor. I actually could not predict the duration since the time I was hit. I was in a dark place. My head was stiff and heavy, I could not raise it. I tried to move but all I could do was swim on the tiled floor. I extended by hands sideways to at least get hold of my friend- Baron. He was neither on my left nor right. I trembled. I felt something drop on my face. Lifting my hand slowly, I touched my right check. It was a drop of blood. I was shocked.
Tardily, I sat up with difficulty. I touched my heavy head to ascertain where I was bleeding. A sharp striking pain made me retract my hand abruptly. My hand had already become bloody. I now realized I had been hit by a white-gum booted man using a spade. I flashbacked how we had walked together with Baron and realized that someone might have kidnapped us.
He did not want to care about the conspicuous place that we were strategically placed. To be specific, we were inside a club and this guy was all over me. I mean, he was almost igniting the charisma in me. He had drunk alcohol to his occiput. His eyes were drooping while his mouth was drooling and his thirst to devour the inner me was raising. I sensed it. I was aware of what that would happen in a short time in case I would not control myself to counter his drunken prowess.
I was a young lady, barely 21 and my name was, and is still Bella. This guy was my best friend since primary school and we had never had anything sensual just a mild chemistry. He was cute and was those types of guys you would just admire because of their well-built muscles. He was neither tall nor short. Just the right size. His striking appearance had kept freezing me ever since though I had not made any advances towards him. Today would be different! I told myself. I had to open up to him.
He lay on my right deltoid muscle as the drink consumed him. To keep him stable, I circumscribed him in my arms and held him close to me. I was just in the right world! He was just a newbie in the world of booze; I understood his behavior at the moment. I felt great and just kept looking at his sleepy eyes as he closed them unopposed. My temperature was rising slowly as my heart beat rapidly. My cleavage was slowly starting to augment under my tight blouse. I could feel it.
[THE RESCUE MISSION]
PART ONE: KAREN: THE UNDISPUTED KIDNAP
PART TWO: KAREN: THE UNDISPUTED KIDNAP
Karen had been kidnapped. Her three friends Clare, Kate and Sharon have vowed to rescue her from the hands of the cruel bastards who took advantage of her lucrative body. The tri-squad could not even try to adjust their senses to imagine what could be happening to her. All they hoped for was for her to be alive and kicking. They had to plan for the rescue mission.
That night, they did not report to their respective homes. Clare, Kate and Sharon had a plan to engage in some dirty duties done by the call girls hoping they would bore fruits in rescuing their friend Karen. A friend of Clare by name Jake had agreed to harbor them in his vicinity as they made plans on how they would execute their plan. They drove to Jake’s house and after they had chitchat in this and that, they sat on the circular lighted-gazebo, which was built architecturally to suit the midnight meat wolfers’. Jake offered to help them in their plans but they turned down his offer at first.
‘We will do it our way’, Clare Responded. ‘This is our mission remember?’ she squinted her left eye as she gave him a soundly peck. Jake gazed at her for some time before he went ahead to prepare a balefire that would keep the warm for the night. The time was at 8pm. Darkness had enveloped the entire of the horizon. The sky was full of stars; both the dimming and the shinning ones. The crickets and frogs could be heard on the outside as they made their noises. The cool breeze would sweep the air around them occasionally making the whole humidity optimum for human survival. It was beautiful. They slowly converged at the balefire and commenced the plan.
After about 15 minutes, they all rose from the wooden seats and each of them rushed in different routes around the homestead. Each got back with some weird looking club attire. The ladies were all glam. You would confuse them with those brothel ladies who wear to impress anyone who got the cash to squander on them as they roughly devour them. Their current look would liquefy the heart that those shy men hold deep in their inner spirit. Sharon, though looking like she was in her birth-suit, did not like it. She felt naked. she kept looking at herself plastering that woebegone impression on her face. Her thighs had never been exposed like that publicly before.
By: [Ken and Speranza]
Robert, Sharon and Erick
Robert – an Administration Police (now in Prison)
Sharon – A Lady Caught Between Two Lovers
Erick – A Mental Health and Psychiatry Doctor
[At the Town Memorial Hospital]
The time was 6am in the morning. This is the time the hospital professionals, who were working on night shift, review their patient status and wellbeing. The silence that had previously enveloped the hospital environment had being tampered with as nurses and doctors reviewed the patients.
Robert opened his eyes. The first thing that caught his eyes was a rotating fan overhead attached to a clean-white ceiling. He turned his head to the right and noticed a hospital table-like cabinet. This surprised him. He tried to get up only to realize he was in a hospital. His clothes were different. They were apron like and he did not have anything on the inside leave alone underwear! He slowly turned inside the warm white sheets.
As he went to turn on the left side, he saw two men looking at him keenly as they wrote some notes on certain white papers. Mental Health Nurse Specialists were studying his behavior to monitor for effective management rather than the normal management using pharmacotherapy.
He abruptly sat on the bed pushing his blankets towards his legs. He got out of the bed and started knocking at the observation window. The observation window was a window that had been placed to view or observe the patient inside the room. As he was busy knocking the door, one of the nurses got inside the room and faced him.
‘How are you feeling Mr. Robert?’ he asked cautiously.
Robert looked at him from head to toe and then back to the observation window.
‘Where are my clothes?’ Robert asked. ‘I need them. There was a picture inside those clothes that I really need.’
‘I will have your clothes brought to you soon. But why do you really need the picture more than the clothes?’ he asked as he tried to look straight on his face.
Minutes after being asked why he needed the picture, Robert’s facial expression changed. The midline vein between the sinciput became more pronounced. He started sweating as the veins in his hands became much more visible. He gazed at the nurse who had already started stepping backwards. He had sensed the fury in Robert’s face.
His eyes turned red and at this moment, he became uncontrollable. He rushed towards the nurse as he shouted, ‘Give Me Back My Picture!’