My name is Neola and I am getting married to the man who r@p3d my mother and sister. And countless other women I may not even know about. Because I love him.
Bassey is one man God created to make women happy. Trust me on this as an experienced woman.
There is no woman on this earth who would undergo a round of sx* with Bassey and not want more. He is a master at pleasing a woman and I am blessed to be that woman he has chosen to spend the rest of his life with.
Even though he r@p3d my mother and sister.
I am prepared to disown my entire family and friends for Bassey.
Who wouldn’t do the same for a man like Bassey?
Is it his well chiseled body; his well partitioned bearded face, his six-packed stomach, the sweet hairs on his chest and his lovely eyes and red l!p$?
Or is it his booming, s3yx voice and fine legs?
No! I am marrying Bassey no matter what anybody says. And as we speak, my family and friends who are against me, are my worst enemies!
So what if Bassey r@p3 my mother and sister?
They had it coming with the way they were both throwing themselves at him because he is a fine guy. Yes, I said it.
My mother is still with my father and I am very sure she and Ozioma, my younger, 17 year old sister, both lied he r@ped them after they had thrown themselves shamelessly at him and he gave them what they both wanted.
My useless mother and sister even had my baby, Bassey, arrested and sent to prison! They connived with several other women who came out to say my Bassey r@p3d them!
They are all liars!
Yes, it is true Bassey likes sex rough. We have been together as lovers for three years now but every single time we want to have sex, he cannot help but hit and slap and punch me while at it.
So what?
There are people like that everywhere in this world and my Bassey happens to be one of such men. And I am ready to adjust myself to what he likes because I want him with me forever.
So Bassey used to be our neighbor.
My father rented the boysquarters at the back of the house to him. I was in school when I was informed by my kid sister, Ozioma, that dad had rented our boysquarters to a very handsome guy.
I had shut her up. She was just 17 at the time and shouldn’t be talking about boys.
But I was not happy with dad renting out the apartment at the back of the house. I used that apartment to hide boys in whenever I wanted to have sx*. It was my secret sxe house and I was not happy dad had rented the place out.
So I had already started hating whoever rented the apartment even before I returned home for the holidays.
But I was shocked when I got home for the holidays and met Bassey for the first time. It was like being in a movie where there had been auditions for the finest actor and Bassey had appeared.
I didn’t waste any time latching onto him and making him realize I was game and easy for him. Even though we had to hide and keep everything on the low so my father wouldn’t get to know.
I didn’t want anything to make me lose Bassey because within a few days of being with him and having sx* with him, I knew I wanted to be with him forever.
And it was worth it. Yes, everything was worth it.
Do you know how many times I would walk into a place with Bassey and all the ladies eyes would light up with greed! They all wanted to chop my guy! But he was for me alone and I enjoyed eyeing those bitches who wanted my Bassey.
The only thing that bothered me at the start of our relationship was that Bassey would only have sx* with me while hitting and beating me up!
