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Abena's passion story 1


*Abena's passion story*

Chapter 1

Charley it was my first time in the university. I was so excited to be in the University of Ghana, Legon. And I was in Pentagon hostel, one in a room, block A room number ****

After all my useless sweat spent on studying for Wassce at St. Cecilia, I finally got my course, Psychology and theatre art combined.

Okay, so that's the boring stuff.

Let's start getting on with my fun life.

Yeah, my looks, you want to know erh. Yhh..the boobs and ass. I had it. The hips charley no size. I wasn't that fat. I was tall for a girl. So..yh, definitely, I'm thick tall. And I'm fair, people thought that I was some halfco dbee, but the truth is that, I was an orphan๐Ÿ˜†. I lived with my aunt.

How did I get all my money? You should know. With killer looks like that, I had the men worshiping at my feet.

Caution‼‼, I don't do boys, but if you got the cash and a huge, I'm down with that.

Guess my favourite class..

Partying.

Okay I think you know me now.

Yeah, so I got to school so excited to be away from that witch of an aunt.

Charley, she dey spoil movements waaaa...and I was tired of the guest houses It's stress Oo...selecting a hotel. I don't like repeating hotels, didn't want anyone to keep track of me.

I drove into the car park in my white Camry with my best friend Kwasi.

I love that guy cos he gives me my space and knows when to dey his zone.

Kwasi helped me with my stuffs to my room.

As we walked in, the guys gave me those lustful looks and the girls did what they did best. Glaring at me like I was Rihanna.

Let's skip all the boring part of being a newbie in school.

*Two weeks gone by*


So, lectures had started. Guess what, I wasn't skipping lectures. You thought I was going to huh?? No way. I want to make my first class and shove it in the faces of all those who judged me and saw no good in me.

Thank God it's Friday (TGIF) .

I couldn't wait for the sun to set. So I took my phone and texted my favourite man. He loves partying a lot, and I was in the mood to party, so I called my girls. The idiots that loved following me around.

Did I tell you that the man was the husband to my annoying house mistress back in school?

She was a pain in the ass. So I decided to give her more pain.

So yeah, I got dressed up in my red dress which was right under my ass, with a black zipper in front which exposed more cleavage. I paired it will black stilettos.
Applied massive make up and left my long black braids down my body.

When it was time, he came for me in his black Navara truck and we took off and went to pick other girls in their halls.

*At the party*


He hosted the party at Golden Tulip.

I've been there before. But since it's a party, I decided to take it cool.

I partied my ass off. I twerked, grinded and took the contacts of men who spoke in money.

I don't get drunk at parties. I always want to be conscious of myself.

My eyes landed on a certain guy. He was halfco. I can tell. He sat alone at his corner.

He wasn't a man though. He looked like a student, but I'm sure he's older than me.

I don't know, but something about him pulled me to him.

So I went to him. And sat on him and rocked him.
Gosh it felt huge.

I could tell, he was enjoying this. Cos he held my waist and started making his own movements.

I could feel his bulge already. Then I whispered in his ear..

“Our friend is already saying hi huh?”

“Can we take this somewhere else”, he said whispering back.

I got up and he pulled me to his car. I was really horny, so I didn't really have a good look at the car, but it was a four wheel drive.

We got in and........

*NB: God is alive.. Keep on reading this and see how Abena's life changes*๐Ÿป๐Ÿป
*Written by Dion.C.E*
{Ekwe Dionetta Chinaza.J.)

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