Letter To Upcoming Mothers, Episode 5.

Letter to upcoming Mothers 5

To all my readers, I sincerely apologise for the break in between the story. I'm fully back, stay tuned and enjoy the story.

My so called "good samaritan", took an advantage of me. Yes, he apologized for his act but then I had to accept, so he could fulfil all he has promised me.

Dear reader, do not allow anything overshadow you. Ignorance is a deadly disease, that can ruin a life. it's a destiny destroyer!

I accepted his apology and gradually, I was becoming a slave to him thinking I was doing the right thing. I visit his apartment nearly everyday after leaving my work place and any day I'm off at work, I will wake up as early as possible, to be at his place just to please him.

The pathetic part of my story is that, I became his sex slave. Dear reader, sex outside marriage is deadly killer especially in a case where you are being forced, there is no two way about it, your self esteem will reduce drastically, to point zero and your emotions and phycologically life will be unbalanced.

I became totally imbalanced mentally, there was no one to talk to, no confider,  no family neither do I have any friend. It became so hard that I could no longer take the pain, sorrow and anguish than to speak out to my so called "good samaritan", to ask him about when he is going to fulfill his promises.  

I  eventually asked him, but do you know his response? His response was " I am still processing it" as he has always said and he kept on having sexual intercourse with me, daily.

Do you know that guys do not value whatever they do not work hard, to get? Dear single lady, always remember that no guy values whatever they do not work had to get, so get enough sense! 

Why did I say this? Anytime I ask my "good samaritan" for anything, he would insult myself and my generation, saying  we are nobody. 

Over six months of meeting my so called "good samaritan", I saw nothing, I became useless and disgusting to him. 

My Boss called me one day to ask about how I was faring and if my so called "good samaritan" has fullfilled his promises. I bursted into an  uncontrollably tears, remembering all my ordeal, with the man because, there was nothing to write home about.

I explained everything to my Boss, and after my explanation, and what happened next?

To be continued.....

©️ Joy, Adebimpe Bepo.

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