This is a story Written By Tz Iphekitan (Whatsapp >> 09034368823)…
At night I was in the room with the three guys. Lokman and bosun was
asleep and the third guys was playing soccer on his Pc.
As a typical nigerian who is accustomed to late night browsing, I kept
hustling online, switching from site to site, dating was much more fun
in malaysia, I didn’t have a reason to be changing IP, and at most
instance I was doing legit, thanks to my good looks and a perfectly
I check my yahoo mail account, and I saw a mail from a cindy.
“Hi dear, just arrived in Malaysia few minutes ago, the flight wasn’t
too stressful, hope you come over real quick, can’t wait to meet you”
Mehn that mail got me smiling.
I began thinking about my tactics, have got not to flop with this
cindy of a lady, this a foreign country, any slight mistake with her
could land me in jail.
I opened my music folder, and played the song “Malaysia” by Da
suspect. I was listening to. The song, because song like that gives me
inspiration on what to type next.
Till the particular track finished, I was unable to find the right
words to type, so I just played the next song, a song by Tecno,
talking about copy and paste, that boosted my thinking straight, I
went through my formats and saw the perfect reply and I copied and
adjust they replied Cindy back before retiring for the night.
To Be Continued…