My WhatsApp Visitor - S01 E01

3 years ago

My WhatsApp Visitor - S01 E01

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 1

I switched on my data and a new number sent a message: hi, I checked if she is online and then her profile picture to see if I could recognise the face, my memory failed to recall which means I never knew the person.

I used her room’s nick to know the group she sent the message from, if she is a fellow writer like me.

A group created by Feathers to bring facebook writers community together, a communalist group to aid development of new writers and also improve the skills of old writers.

She inbox me from the er*tic whatsapp group I created.

Me: small gal, you will not go to church bah, you wan my use cane chase you go church? I type and send

Number: am not a small girl oh she replied

Me: okay, big gal leave things of the world and go to church. I type and send

Number: she replied with plenty laughing emoji

Me: you will not hear now oh! Before I use my d*ck flog you go church

I type and send

Number: and you wan go church?

she replied

Me: ehem, the kingdom of God suffereth violence, na by force we dey win soul nowadays oh! I type and send

Number: I hear you, soul winner. she replied

I saved her number without a name, so her contact displayed simply number.

I checked people’s status and her’s caught my attention, she did a video of her dancing to Naira Marley soapy and caption it.

Bye bye to soapy 19, I commented on her status with ‘mad oh! Mad oh! this your nyash is mad oh!’

Number: shey you will not go to 2020 like this? she replied

Me: I will drop my amu in 2019 I type and send

Number: , stop writing all those your p*rn stories, you are spoiling us. We the virgin association.

Me: , big girls are not virgin na.

Number: Mary is still called virgin, after given birth

Me: chisos! Chisos!! Sister join me in repentance

Number: repent ke? P*ssy chaser like you.

She was not the boring Nigeria girls, that rebuff every act of fun in chatting, we flowed well till I saved her number ‘soapy19′.

My brother came out from the room and met me outside were I was sitting down on a plastic chair waiting for him.

Victory: why you dey laugh?

Me: see question, I dey laugh ’cause of say I don join NMA.

Victory: wetin be NMA?

Me: new mad men association, Daniel come put this chair inside house.

Victory: stupid boy, your wife spirit is crying beside you.

We left and my brother took the chair I sat on inside, we were just stepping out of our compound when we over heard voices.

Victory: no be miss one corner voice be that?

Me: maybe, make we wait for them

We waited a little on the road that bushes are side by side, they came close to us.

Miss one corner: enjima, na ona dey stand there?

Victory: no, our ghost.

Mirian: where ona wan go this night?

Me: we dey follow ona.

Miss one corner: we wan go church oh!

Me: na there we dey go too.

I was the one who nicknamed her ‘Miss One Corner’, she has a flat ss but with huge hips, she could twerk your dck to hardness and cumness without license.

Trust me, I did not take my hands off her whenever we are alone but I have not had a chance to f*nger her, probably it will be that day.

My brother and her sister went ahead while I held her back, I crossed my hand around her waist and the journey continues.