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Aug 14, 2018, 33 tweets

I've always thought my choices were wrong but this time it felt too good not to be right. She was against my choice of being a Masseur but I was hell bent on doing that which brings me joy & income.

As I entered, she shut the door behind me & said...

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Randa and I have been dating for 2years & everyone around us have been expecting us to consolidate things in marriage. She was ready, her family was ready, my family was ready, I was ready but my account balance didn't seem ready.

As a graduate teaching in a private secondary school with a 25k monthly salary, marriage was way out of my budget. Randa is the first daughter of her family from Akwa Ibom & her bride price isn't something you pray about (rara oh). You must have money even if you have faith.

She was OK with me & loved me the way I was (broke but determined) she believed my future is bright but when pressure started hitting her from her parents the songs she sang started having comma that were not sounding nice like the previous ones.

The pressure was so much on her that I had to take a loan from school to atleast go do "knocking" so that her parents would leave her be for a while. But the events that followed revealed I made one of the most preposterous mistakes of my life.

There and then her people gave me an ultimatum of 5 months to return for the bride price. As a matter of urgency, they fixed a date & told me the date is open so if I don't come on that day someone more serious would come & do what I've refused to do

I was embarrassed to my teeth bcos my family was there with me. But the real hurt was the fact that Randa was seated there when all these were being said to me & she kept mute like it was an arranged plan to have me cornered.

I had to start making moves to ensure I could meet up with the date given by Randa's people but nothing seemed to be happening until I met my friend Mr. Pablo. He's a renowned masseur in the entire state known for his revered techniques.

Mr Pablo had come to Nigeria many years ago & bcos of how wonderful business has been, he decided to stick around. He even married a cute rich Nigerian lady & their union was blessed with a beautiful baby girl.

Mr Pablo told me that if I decide to devote myself I could be a millionaire Masseur in less than one year. Although I had a 5 month target to meet but this was the closest to realistically achieve something good (compared to all the other avenues I've tried).

I decided to give it a try by pay 75k for a two months intensive course (he was nice enough to allow me pay the money in bits & spread across the two months of my learning).

It started slow & I felt awkward from the outset but with time I understood the nature of the job.

It was both interesting & exhilarating. I always looked forward to every new day until two weeks to when I should end it all Mr Pablo told me I was ready & he would be sending me to my first client who's a commissioner in the state. I was very scared but kept my cool.

The commissioner was so pleased with my work that he gave me a personal 20k for myself when I was done (besides the 50k he paid for home service). I was both shook & excited bcos in one instant I've almost made my one month salary.

It went on like that for another two months & I was already worth 450k in my akant๐Ÿ˜ฑ๐Ÿ˜ฑ๐Ÿ˜ฑ I was eternally grateful to Mr Pablo bcos he was like an angel sent to me. I finally decided to go give Randa the good news that things were looking up already.

But I was broken when I opened Randa's door & found her in a compromising position with a guy like this. I wanted to just walk away but it would seem she saw me so she followed after me. We talked & she explained it wasn't what I thought was going on that was going on.

I just tried to pretend like I saw nothing & told her the news that brought me to her house. She immediately rebuked me & kicked against it insisting that I cannot become a Masseur else we won't be together again. She was so consistent with her displeasure at the news

That I decided to to walk away but she told me that if I walked away (as I stepped out) that would be the end of us. I was ready to damn the consequences bcos I've already caught her in the act so she's just looking for a way to pin her reason for leaving me on me

I walked away with a mind of freedom from all the thoughts that have held me down. The unnecessary pressure on me & this time making money was all I got going in my mind.

In 7 months I had gradually become a household name measuring with Mr Pablo who had retired.

My akant balance was also reflecting all these goodies & I was carried away. I had ladies at my call anytime I wanted any & I was revered by guys bcos they believed I could take away their gfs with the magic of my hands.

Mr Pablo had warned me earlier that I should by all means ensure I stay true to the profession by avoiding the sexual advances from the ladies. He told me they would always come but the sanity of my humanity is dependent on my ability to say NO & mean NO.

I kept it held together long enough until one day I met a Priscilla whose shape & looks were DAMN๐Ÿ˜ฑ๐Ÿ˜ฑ

I was scared but she was just too hut to ignore. That day it was a full body oil massage that moved on to a sexual therapy massage. It was meant to help her but it seemed it was helping me more & in no time, we were fvcking like wild animals deprived of sex for ages.

Mehn, it felt good๐Ÿ˜‹๐Ÿ˜‹ I thought that was it but it became a regular situation with me & Priscilla who eventually introduced me to her friends who wanted the same thing i was giving to her. I tried to resist but truly, the body wants that the body wants

I was resolute that even if I must do this & disobey Mr Pablo, I wouldn't dare it with a married woman. At least I must respect the sanctity of marriage until Barr. Mrs Yvonne came along.

She's the definition of fine wine & shuga mummy goals any day anytime

In all sincerity of heart, I kept praying for her to be the one to make advances at me bcos the beauty she radiates was too much to ignore (or I guess I had already become addicted to fvcking my clients that I couldn't control myself anymore).

That cozy evening, she called me to come around & give her a massage. It was my rest day but since she was the one calling, I packed my stuff & zoomed off to her house.

The massage session was so beautiful that we had to take it beyond the table.

We did the fvcking in almost every part Part of the house, every room & I was astounded by the strength & vigor she brought on considering her age. I was tempted to ask but so as not to spoil the flow I kept mute. She even has a mouth only a goddess should possess ๐Ÿ†๐Ÿ‘…

While we were screaming & having fun, Someone group of persons entered the palour & found us on the floor seriously banging.

By the time we raised our head to calm see who they were i was broken when I found Randa & her father at the door looking petrified. Randa fainted

While Randa was fainted & everyone was trying to revive her, her father explained that Barr. Yvonne is Randa's mom who drugged him, slept with him, got pregnant, delivered Randa & dumped her at his door steps.

Immediately, I understood why Randa insisted I mustn't be a masseur. I felt so terrible, shook, broken & foolish.

Just as Randa managed to open her eyes, my mum walked in with my dad & said that's the woman. I was confused & dumbfounded.

I mum explained that she had challenges having a child so she faked a pregnancy & collected me from Barr. Yvonne.

Barr. Yvonne further confessed that she had twins that night but gave one out to my mom mom who mom who was desperate.

In the end, I & Randalstown are unidentical twin & I've successfully slept with my sister & mother (who immediately ran into the kitchen & ended her life).

Hope you had a good read. If you did go ahead & share. Meanwhile, like my handle says, I offer private massage services professionally.

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