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<div dir="auto">I felt the text message will be the last I will hear of Mr Brad, every man tends to leave when his dire lust and savoury desire for a woman is not reciprocated. I closed my pretty eyes and Slept.</div>
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<div dir="auto">I felt something unusual about the morning, however I am not much of a curious person so I didn&#8217;t bother to bother. Lol</div>
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<div dir="auto">I felt some sense of guilt as I took money from the envelop Mr Brad gave me, a voice told me to return it to him, tufiakwa! Another voice said, it was a gift and my teachers in prep school told us not to turn down gifts. I needed to be a good student.</div>
<div dir="auto">Now I had enough money to load enough data and rape all the fashion blogs and pages on Instagram. ðð</div>
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<div dir="auto">My jaw dropped, I saw people gathering round a car that had nose dived into a gulley, my fears were confirmed when I got close and saw that it was the same fioneee Car of yesterday. Mr Brad!!! I nearly screamed.</div>
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<div dir="auto">Why did he come around here? Was he dead? Was he alive? What happened? Was it my last message that made him loose control?</div>
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<div dir="auto">I felt this rush through my spine all the way down to my ð. Deep down I knew I must have played a part, mentally or otherwise.</div>
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<div dir="auto">You maybe wondering how hot I am to make a man screech away his life. Dodeye, more than an average Up town girl, a cute face that could distract ur gaze on my endowed chest. Cryptic figure with swift long legs that could walk u out of your relationship. Yes, I had such &#8220;your dream girl&#8221; effect.</div>
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<div dir="auto">Right now, the only thing on my mind was Mr Brad, not that I cared for him or craved for him, but I just had to make sure he was alright.</div>
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<div dir="auto">15 minutes later and I was in a cab en route Mr Brad&#8217;s. His phone was switched off, the only reasonable option was to go to his house. I was nervous as I approaches his home, who will I say I am if I met his relations .</div>
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<div dir="auto">The Gateman opened the gate as I was about ringing the bell a second time, his face looked sad, people like him will hardly have salary problems and it wasn&#8217;t the end of the month. My anxiety heightened as led me to a different part of the house, and told me to enter the second door by my left.</div>
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<div dir="auto">I knocked and a faint voice beckoned on me to come in.</div>
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<div dir="auto">Mr Brad was covered with a white sheet save for his head. On seeing me, he smiled, suddenly he had a seizure, I wanted to scream, but then of what medical use will the gateman be. I immediately rushed to his side and gave him to mouth to mouth resuscitation. Suddenly he started breathing normally, and then I realised he had the softest lips I had ever kissed. I made to pull away but I was fixed, the kiss got more intimate. He quickly grabbed me and flung on the bed with skills and strength that belied his age.</div>
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<div dir="auto">This wasnt right but it didn&#8217;t feel wrong. His fingers slowly ran down my body, turning on every sensual neurone, I couldn&#8217;t hold the orgasm, barely 69 seconds and I was helpless.</div>
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<div dir="auto">The more it seemed right to pull away, the more Braddo gave my body reasons to stay, My inquisitive fingers sneaked below his chest and i found he was bare, my hand swerved to dodge what felt like a ginger Pistle.</div>
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<div dir="auto">He must have felt my apprehension as he quickly slided down to my naval. He teased it a little. Whirl passion engulfed and consumed my body.</div>
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<div dir="auto">Slowly he continued to my oval region, gently stroking her with his tongue, he quickened pace and ate me with such dedication like It had Insulin and he was Diabetic.</div>
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<div dir="auto">I was about erupting &#8230;.. When suddenly I heard my phone ringing&#8230; Then I woke up and realised it was all a dream! Shit.</div>
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<div dir="auto">A big grin filled my face. I definitely knew how the conversation was going to end!!! He wouldn&#8217;t need to fake an accident to get me in bed this time. *winks*</div>
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<div dir="auto">So Zebira read Mr Brad and decided to write Mr Brad II. Please visit his blog www.zebira.worpress.com.</div>
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