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*Elumelu's mom 96 years*
*Otedola's mom 102 years*
*Jonathan's mom 87 years*
*Saraki's mom 88 years*
*Yaradua's mom 98 years*
*Dangote's mom 89 years...*

Where are their Fathers? Long Gone in Most Cases...

FOOD for thought... My Friends

Treat yourself Well ,they Will Survive WithOut you
Change Or Upgrade your Wardrobe Every 2 years

FEEL Good and LOOK Good Always

Reconcile with the reconcilable

Call your friends On Phones Everyday during Work and After Work Hours

Listen to GOOD Music

LIVE a Day at a TIME...

Call me if you don't Have a friend, I Will Bridge the Gap...

My husband allowed me to sleep with my boss so as to extract money from him.
The plan was to drain my boss and relocate abroad.

My boss, who owned a soap factory was a very rich man. He was already married and we all knew his wife to be hot tempered.

My boss had done a lot for me in the past few years that I was with him, it took a while for me to notice but I pretended to know nothing.

When he finally spoke with me about having an affair with me behind his wife's back, I pretended to be shocked and I refused bluntly.
Then he said if I did not dance to his tunes, I would lose my job.

He gave me 48 hours to think about it but I gave him the answer before 24 hours because my husband successful convinced me to accept to be his mistress.

My husband was so desperate, but aside that, losing my job would affect a lot of people.

His daily income at his tattoo parlor could do little.
My own salary was what we depended on. Him, his aged parents, my younger sister who lives with us and on us, and I.

I extracted a lot of money from him between a year and six months but my husband said it wasn't enough. He said I should keep on getting the money for another six months.
He was the one keeping the money in his personal account.

I was doomed one day, I came back from work to see the whole house empty and a letter from my husband which I could not read because someone knocked at that time.

It was my boss's wife. She came in with two other men and the only word I could remember was "so I'm sharing my husband with this thing"

And I opened my eyes in the hospital...
My face was rotten by the time I was getting better
She had poured acid on my face.

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