_JAMB 2018: 5 Steps For a Successful UTME/DE Registration_*📚🔥📚


The 2018 JAMB UTME/DE Registration has commenced. We would like to guide you through the necessary steps that will ensure a successful registration.

It is important you take note of these steps to avoid making the usual mistakes many candidates often make during UTME Registration.

The step by step process for a successful registration is outlined below;

1. Profile Creation
You need to create a profile before starting the registration process. To create profile;

-Send your name [Surname First-Name Middle-Name (if any)] (This should be maximum of 38 characters + 2 spaces between names = 40 characters in all) by text (SMS) to 55019 e.g Tinubu Adamu Odumegwu (Surname and first name are mandatory)

-A Profile Code of 10 characters is received by the candidate on the same telephone number

*Note:* One Cell (mobile) number can be used by one candidate The Cell phone number used for the text message is automatically tied to the Candidate’s name and will be used in all communications related to his/her 2018 Application/Examination

2. Obtain the JAMB Registration PIN
There are six different method of making payment and procuring the JAMB Registration ePIN.

PAYMENT THROUGH BANKS (Access, ECOBANK, First Bank, FCMB, Fidelity, Jaiz, Skye, Sterling, Union, Unity and Zenith) INCLUDING MICRO FINANCE BANKS (FUD MFB (Dutse) and Regent MFB (Abuja)
-Present Profile Code and pay by cash or card
-ePIN is then delivered to the candidate’s unique telephone number

This is available at State Offices of JAMB + CBT Centres, other POS outlets and any CBT Centre that demands it

-Present Profile Code and pay by card
-ePIN is then delivered to the candidate’s unique telephone number

This is available at CBT Centres and Other Outlets

-Present Profile Code and pay by cash
-ePIN is then delivered to the candidate’s unique telephone number

This is available on all ATM outlets of Participating Banks listed in 5C(I) (InterSwitch Channel)

-Select Bill Payment and then pick JAMB
-Enter Profile Code and pay
-ePIN is then delivered to the candidate’s unique telephone number

-Visit JAMB website: jamb.gov.ng
-Click Purchase of 2018 Application Document
-Enter your Profile Code
-Select payment method (InterSwitch or Remita)
-Make payment
-ePIN is then delivered to the candidate’s unique telephone number

-Dial * 565 * 6* 55019#
-Enter Profile Code
-Select bank and follow the prompts to complete payment
-ePIN is then delivered to the candidate’s unique telephone number

3. JAMB 2018 Registration Template
After you have obtained your registration PIN, do not be in a hurry to proceed to an Accredited CBT Centre for registration.

Please ensure you first download, print and fill the JAMB 2018 Registration Template, click here to do so. It is important to get this template before going to the CBT Centre for registration to avoid mistakes. Also ensure you check the JAMB Brochure to know the exact subject combination and the institutions that offer your intended course of study.

4. Registration at Accredited CBT Centres
After you have correctly filled the 2018 UTME Registration Form template, you are to proceed to the closest JAMB Accredited CBT centre with your ePIN for registration.

5. After Registration
Registration is done online and you will be personally attended to at the CBT centre. Each Candidate is to collect his or her e-slip or Registration Print-out. This serves as evidence that you have successfully completed the registration process


STORY* =Dangerous Addiction [Episode 2]


I had wanted to be alone with Ifueko’s boss Chief Ogochukwu Muoka for the longest time, he was always a mystery to me and Ifueko refused to talk about him when I asked.
I always thought he was in some kind of cult the way she kept mute anytime his name was mentioned. I knew even if Ifueko did not mention it that she was fucking him, sometimes she would come to mine with marks on her body looking like a new day and I knew where she would be coming from.
You see, my name is Ifechukwudelu Obiadi and I am a virgin but this is by choice mind you, I have had series of boyfriends but they were never really patient enough to wait with me so they always ended up cheating. I didn’t feel too bad, I have never been in love with any of them so it was good riddance to bad rubbish.
Ifueko and I were not exclusive we were however known by all as very close friends – sisters even, no one except my brother and sister knew what really went on between Ifueko and I and they know because we are friends. The kind of friends that tell each other everything.
Fast forward to my meeting with Ifueko’s boss – he is an Oil magnate, owner of one of the most successful oil companies in Africa and a very powerful man at just 38 years old. He is also the sexiest man alive and I have had a crush on him for years now, but from intimate research he is also a controlling asshole and not the type of man my parents would want me to bring home.
As I walked in to the plush waiting room where he received guests I could already perceive his scent which indicated that he had just come in, my tummy was clenching and I had no idea why, the minute I walked in, his happy-go-lucky secretary buzzed me in.

He was staring at me intently as I sat down across him and began to make small talk, I blocked him out because I was more interested in the way his lips moved and how he licked his bottom lip at intervals. Did he know he did that?
“Ifechi” I heard him calling me in his firm business tone, I must have blanked out.
“Yes” I replied, I had never used Sir when responding to him and I would not start now.
“What are you doing with yourself these days”? he must have asked before because he looked slightly annoyed at having to repeat himself.
“Oh, I work at an IT company, I am a specialist at Optimum Teknologies” I saw the faint recognition flit across his face. he stood up then and headed to his decanter where he housed drinks and spirits of all kinds. I saw him pour two glasses,
“Care to join me?” he said in a voice that was sweet like honey.
“No thanks” I murmured, he smiled and raised an eyebrow challenging my response, I stood up slowly and took my time to join him, I sat down on the chaise lounge absent mindedly and took the drink he offered, downing it in one gulp. He was still nursing his and looking at me by the time the spirit started to take effect.
Slowly he walked up to me and bent over me, pushing my gently against the chaise, he placed his hands on my bare thighs and ran them up, pushing my silk wrap dress up at the same time.
When he got to my hips, he let his hands move over the material of my dress to caress my body, my temperature soared at his touch. How did I even get here and why was I letting him do this?
“You look so beautiful in Jade silk, Ifechukwu”, his hands circled my breasts, his thumb brushing over my nipples. I laid there dazed, hearing his words but not quite up to moving yet. I had to find my voice still,
“Why do you want me all of a sudden Ogochukwu, I have sought your attention for almost 3 years” He laid back down on me and put a kiss to my chest above my heart. He placed another kiss at my collarbone, then my neck just over my jugular. He was ignoring my question and I didn’t like it.
“Answer me” I said boldly, I knew for a fact that NO ONE talked to him like this and for a moment I shook with fear. He smiled at me and went back to licking my neck. I hated that my body was responding to him so, my pulse was quickening, he kissed his way up to my face, turned my head towards his, looked into my eyes and then lowered his head to kiss me.
I kissed him right back as he moved to unfasten the side zip of my dress, he moved the dress aside to expose my bra, pulling down the black lace, he swallowed my taut nipple, opening his eyes momentarily to look at mine. He beguiled my nipple, making things tight and moist below.
I started to come back to my senses but Ogochukwu had amplified the onslaught of pleasure. His right hand moved the lace of my briefs aside, his thumb teasing my pearl as his middle fingers slid inside me so that he was caressing me at all levels of pleasure.
“God Ifechi you are so wet” My body’s want overriding my brain which was screaming NO! his mouth returned to mine, his left hand taking over my right breast, one hand was on his head, the other resting on his shoulder blade, pulling him towards me.
I realized my hand was on skin, that at some point he’d removed his suit jacket and shirt – I hadn’t even seen it! my hands came to his chest to try to push him away, my body was finally starting to respond to my brain but I dint think he even noticed.
His fingers increased their pressure and speed, my back betraying me by arching from the building sensation. His mouth hot on mine, moved to my neck making me moan even more. Then he brought his mouth back to my breast, my hands were on his head again not resisting.
His right hand kept up its tempo while his left unzipped his pants and pulled his erection free. I could feel it against my thigh now, skin to skin. I’m not sure if it was how large it was, or the sound of lace ripping as he tore my underwear which brought me back to my senses. I pushed as hard as I could as he positioned himself to penetrate my opening.
“Please stop!” he looked perplexed
“I thought you wanted this, your reaction to me tells me you do”
“Not like this” I replied trying to adjust what was left of my clothing. He seized my wrists then pinned them up and from nowhere handcuffed them to the railing above us.
“What?!” I spluttered.
“Quiet down” he growled. I was in shock, he then took his pocket square from his suit pocket and tied it firmly around my head to cover my mouth. After he had reclaimed my mouth hard and fast, he got up from the chaise and stared at me with deep desire and a frown on his face, I struggled to no avail.
He breathed deeply but it failed to expand his muscled torso, it wasn’t your usual gym-created bulging, v-pack, no, Ogochukwu’s was the natural definition and musculature caused by heavy physical labour and activity. He was a glorious sight to behold even half – naked. Despite it all, I still felt a flash of the usual desire for him pass through me.
Just then Ifueko burst in with a stack of files and then her smile dropped along with the files she carried.
“What the hell Ogo! What the bloody hell do you think you are doing?” she shrieked. He was before her in a flash.
“Ifueko, tsk tsk” he said, his tone bellying slight disappointment as he adopted a relaxed soldier’s stance. I’d seen Ogochukwu calm, his hands in his pockets, his shoulders relaxed. This was not Ogochukwu at ease, Ifueko raised her eyes in defiance
“You promised not to touch her yet” what? What were they talking about?
“You have no right” she added insolently. I didn’t see Ogochukwu move but I heard Ifueko shriek, his right hand whipped out and grabbed her hair lifting her off her knees from the ground a centimeter.
“Right? I don’t have a right?!! You presume to tell me who I can take to my bed now? You have no claim over her either, she isn’t yours, no matter how much the both of you roll around in every bed available to you” he growled at the last. I was mortified, Ogochukwu knew about Ifueko and I? I was going to kill her! as she tried to reply, Ogochukwu thrust his left hand around to grip her throat, Ifueko’s eyes popped with fear, her hands gripping his left wrist trying to push him away.
I could hear her gasping for air, Ogochukwu held her there for no more than a minute, he stood still, gaining gratification at her discomfort. When he released her, she fell to the ground in a heap, gasping, her eyes glazed over, almost white, with want.
He seized his tie from where he threw it near where I laid and grabbed Ifueko fiercely. When he spoke, his voice was like the most beautiful song you have ever heard.
“Do you know until this day, I have never been refused” He was now glaring into my eyes,
“It annoyed me, it must be years since I have felt this way” Ifueko looked at me with despair, I did not understand what was going on. He turned her face to hold her stare,
“You know me Ifueko, darling, when I want something, I won’t take no for an answer, she was enjoying herself despite my past treatments of her” he smiled and it reached his brilliant eyes,
“She doesn’t want this” Ifueko had found her voice
“You’re losing control” She accused. Again, what didn’t I want? Why were they deciding my fate as though I weren’t even there?
He ignored her and instead tied her wrists together, tilting his head to where I laid tied and gagged he said
“I have been fighting to take her for years, you know that but I don’t know why I am so drawn to her” my pussy throbbed hard and fast at this revelation. Ifueko looked over at me again and I narrowed my eyes back at her. I would NOT be accepting her apology!
She seemed to know what I was thinking
“How long will you leave her like this”?
“Long enough” was his strained reply. With no time for Ifueko to protest, Ogochukwu swung his arm and slapped her ass hard enough to leave a hand print. He did this again and again, eliciting moans and cries from Ifueko.
Next thing I know, I find myself on a bed, Ifueko kissing me rapturously, her soft full lips, warm and gentle against mine.
My arms came up her back, her skin so velvety beneath my soft hands, her hands moved from my shoulders down the centre of my body, caressing my breasts. She then straddled my waist pressing herself against me. Her tongue probed my lips till they parted and let it dart into my mouth and then the kiss became more.

*STORY* =Dangerous Addiction [Episode 1]


Ifechi and Ifueko are friends who enjoy each other’s company. It’s been a while Ifueko has touched Ifueko because of her boyfriend but today is looking good.
I crawled back into bed and knelt between her legs as she lay on her stomach.
I heard the change in her breathing that indicated that she was waking, I bent and laid a kiss in the base of her spine, then one in every vertebrae all the way up her back to her neck. I kissed the birthmark on her neck and flicked my tongue over it then waited to watch her mouth lift with a smile lighting up her cat-like eyes and beautiful face.
“I’ve missed you Ifechi” Ifueko whispered seductively
“Stanley doesn’t let any of us see you anymore”
“Is that so?” I purred as I nibbled on her earlobe, I returned to her back, blanketing her with kisses as my hand slid between her legs rubbing gently all over her soft lips till she grew wet enough that they separated for my fingers of their own accord.
I slipped two fingers into her applying pressure to that spot on the back wall which built a deeper, heavier orgasm with the pad of my middle finger, while the knuckle of my index finger applied pressure to her g-spots. I started a slow massage while I continued kissing her back.
I felt her muscles tighten over my fingers and I placed my ring finger on her pearl so I could massage her in all three places at once.
“Ohhh Ifechi, you truly know how to wake me up with a smile” Ifueko moaned louder and buried her face into the pillow. I bit at her shoulder blade just below the two butterflies she had tattooed there in memory of her parents, and she bit into the pillow as she came.
When she relaxed again, I withdrew my hand and rolled her onto her back, kissing up her body all the way to her mouth, where we kissed very slowly and deeply, my long hair hanging loosely around us like a curtain.
When my throat began burning for oxygen, I pulled away making my way back down her body, her ample bosom pushed against mine, while I kissed and bit at her neck, our thighs rubbing against each other.
“Oh gosh Ifechi that feels so good!!!” she gasped as I took her nipple in my mouth, my hands began to wander her body, caressing every inch of her I could reach, teasing her, enjoying the shivers and shudders. I ran my hand ever so softly up the inside of her thigh without letting it pass the crease where her leg joined her torso.
My mouth and hands explored her body entirely but avoided the hot wet lips between her legs.
Every time I went near that area, Ifueko would manoeuvre her body so that my mouth or fingers would touch her there and she would groan with frustration at having to wait. Eventually I put her out of her misery, biting her inner thigh made her spread her legs at the sensation.
My tongue tickled her with the slightest touch over her moist lips and then licked through the middle, doing little scribbles with my tongue over her clit.
She moaned and pushed herself against me as I literally drew out the alphabet, ending it with concentric circles receiving a cat-like “purr” for my efforts.
My tongue delved into her, lapping the taste of her climax. Ifueko always smelled like the forest after rain and tasted like wild berries, but when she came it tasted like wild honey, so sweet, so intoxicating. I lapped it up, using my tongue to clean her till she tasted of nothing but berries again.
I sucked each one of her lips into my mouth, first together then separately and then I assaulted her pearl with my tongue and mouth, circling, kissing, sucking till her hands tangled in my hair pushing my head into her as her back arched and she went over the edge with pleasure.
I loved hearing Ifueko moan with want, to hold out on her and make her want more. My fingers found those places in her that drove her to ecstasy, and while my mouth ravaged her breasts another wave of pleasure took over her body.
I nibbled my way to her neck, using my free hand at her throat to turn her head, placing light kisses over her pulse and jugular. I picked up the pace with my hand again and when I felt her tightening, and getting ready to climax, I bit down at her throat, ringing her to the edge again, this time wordlessly, with my hand tight around her jugular so she could barely get oxygen.
I kissed her mouth immediately, our tongues wrestling with each other then she started to climax again, so I bit her lower lip harder than I intended to, drawing blood but that just made it more intense, we continued to devour each other.
Ifueko rolled us so I was on my back then she pinned my wrists while she kissed me hard and fast, dragging her nails down my arms and the side of my body. her mouth followed her hands down till she knelt between my legs, using her mouth to open me up for her. she plunged her tongue into me and fed at my opening, making me grow hotter.
She looked up at me with mad lust and love in her eyes,
“The boss would like to see you Ifechi” she said with a sly grin then she resumed tongue-fucking my clit.
Chief Ogochukwu Muoka wanted to see me? Whatever for – just then a chill settled into my spine.



I hadn’t had time to take the drugs I bought when I lost my footing and fell with a thud just before the glass doors held a jar by the janitor. I heard distant voices in the background and someone shutting the door, followed by silence. My eyes opened and squinted again from the bright lights that hit my retina and gave me a tough time recognising that I was in a hospital ward. I tried to sit up but my head refused to follow my will. It felt like lead against my skull. I groaned from pain and bit my lower lip as the thoughts of my last few conscious hours flashed back. Tears trickled down the sides of my eyes on to the bed as I sobbed. Thankfully the door opened and a young nurse walked in with a broad smile that felt like home. The name tag on her uniform read Sabatnelly. “How are you feeling?” She asked while placing a hand on my forehead. “Where am I?” I ignored her question. “You don’t have to worry about anything madam.” She grinned and felt my pulse. “You’re at Dr. Fly’s hospital. We have been waiting for you to resuscitate since a gentleman brought you here some few hours ago. He said you slumped at a pharmacy nearby. You know…. NGFM’s Place.” Her voice was soothing, I thought. “I need to leave here at once.” She had gone to use the intercom to inform the doctor I had regained consciousness. I made to stand up and felt the pound on my head intensify. That was when I also realised I was on drip, hence had my right wrist fastened to the edge of the bed. “Don’t do this to yourself madam, at least not until the doctor has certified you are okay. We need to identify you please.” She spoke with such calmness that defied my thoughts of a typical trained Zambian nurse. She didn’t appeal to me like those that would spank and yell at someone for not pushing so hard in the delivery room. “Look, I just need to leave as soon as possible.” I winced. “Lemme just leave here please.” “Please madam, the gentleman who brought you here said he’s under instructions…” “Instructions from who?” I defied my pounding head to rant. “…From the manager at NGFM Place, where you lost consciousness.” I sighed with relief and relaxed. Sabatnelly seemed relaxed as well. “Can I have my phone please?” “Yeah sure. We would have reached out to someone but we’ve not been able to identify you, besides your mobile phone has been locked or we would have reached your…husband or anyone else.” She said as she handed me the phone. I wanted to wonder how she knew I was married when I remembered I had my rings on. I didn’t know who to talk to. My family was out of it as I didn’t want to cause any form of panic. I didn’t care about my status anymore, I needed help and was going to ask for it, even if it meant putting it up on social media. I wasn’t the first after all. When I unlocked the phone, I realised I’d had twenty nine missed calls, Vincent alone called me twenty times. I was sure the others were from his friends. “Thank God.” Sabatnelly looked at me inquisitively as I was glad they hadn’t taken any of the calls to inform Vincent about my location. “I’m sorry we missed the calls that came to your phone. That’s why I was asked to come and get the phone. “There’s no problem at all.” If only she knew what was on my mind. I called the only person that could understand what plight I was suffering at the time, the only person I should never have called. What face did I have. What guts? But that was the Hobson’s choice. The shock in Nelly’s voice was almost palpable but the love and wanting was perspicuous. “Hello love,” her soft voice emanated benignly as the line clicked open. I lost my vocal cord and my senses turned off. Eishhhh! something happened… WATCH OUT FOR EPISODE 31


EPISODE 8 “Wouldn’t you have your seat, Mr. Coker?” Patricia asked with a smile as she waited in vain for Michael to speak. “What do you want Miss Williams?” Michael asked in return, still not moving his position; he could almost be mistaken for a mannequin. “Ooohhh, eager right? Why don’t we sit calmly like two adult so we can talk properly?” Pat threw back, matching his calm perfectly. “If the vague rumors and news are correct, nothing about your visits are calm, so why don’t we get in the mood right from the beginning?” Patricia raised her brow and smiled. “I love a man who doesn’t beat around the bush.” She murmured and still got no facial expression from Michael. She wondered how Alexander managed to fall for such a cold man. Well, what a shame! “It is good that rumor is a familiar subject to you because I am here to get out the facts from you. The news taking over the entire country and beyond is the fact that you are gay; what do you have to say about this?” For the first time ever, Michael moved away from the massive glass which was facing her because of its position behind Michael’s large table. Michael moved to the small portable fridge and extracted a pack of juice and a glass. For a second, Patricia actually thought he did not hear her question and when he took out the juice, she also thought he was finally making an effort at being hospitable but when he filled a glass and raised it to his own lips; she swallowed her fury and disgust and kept a straight face. “Is that why you flew to Nigeria from Canada? To meddle in my affairs and find out if I am gay?” Michael finally said, sitting. “Oh, you are not big enough to bring me from Canada” she said factually, looking disgusted. “But meddling in your affairs is my business just as stocking people’s phones with irrelevant and annoying offer messages is your business” she dropped. “At least I don’t read my customers’ messages, listen to their telephone conversations or ask them to tell me about their private lives” Michael said as he dropped into his seat. “Well, meddling is my business. But I am not here to discuss what I do; it is pretty obvious to everyone who knows me. I am here to talk about who you are… or rather, what you are” she grinned. “You know what? My being here is not only professional, it is also personal. Tell me, why did you go out with my cousin when you knew you were obviously interested in an asshole?” Michael raised his eyes to hers sharply. “You should have known what you were getting yourself into; I protect my own, I always do” “Well then what are you doing here then?” “To confirm if the rumors are real, there are facts; on net. I must say that you have a…” she ran her eyes from his chest to his eyes. “… nice physique.” She said with disgust. “It does not look like you need a confirmation, it is obvious that you have drawn your conclusions, why waste time here? You can write your reports on all the rumors you have.” “Oh no Mr. Coker, I don’t work that way. I have never come up with a broadcast that was later judged false and the same goes for ‘Tellers’. We speak the truth” she boasted proudly. “Yeah right, well, you are just wasting your time because I won’t feed you with any ridiculous story” “Oh, you will Michael Coker, you can count on that. You know me right? Truth cannot be hidden from me, especially, not one that is very open.” She stood up and made for the door. “I wonder; did you dress so enticingly to seduce the answers out of me?” Patricia turned speedily and pinned Michael with a glare but he raised his glass of juice to her in salute and she had to bring down her anger before it skyrocketed, she opened the door and went out, closing the door as gently as her temper could allow her. ********** ********** Alexander tapped her foot restlessly on the floor as she waited for Teresa at Regs Restaurant. She knew it was just a few minutes past twelve and she should not be so testy but she couldn’t help it. She checked her wrist watch again and picked up her phone to call Teresa again. She glanced through the large restaurant and saw few people. The restaurant was a good environment which also gave a certain level of privacy. The call went unanswered and she almost jumped for joy when she looked up and saw Teresa coming into the restaurant. She waved at her and Teresa quickly saw her and made her way to the seat. “Hey babes, how are you? Sorry I am late” she said, dropping her bag and lowering herself to the chair without the usual hugs and kisses that the two ladies often shared. Alexa was grateful for this too, she was in no mood for pointless pleasantries. “Better late than never” Alexa said. “I’ll second that. Now spill it, I almost could not breathe since you called me, what is happening?” Teresa said hastily. Teresa had thought a million times of how to tell her closest friend her predicament but now that it was actually happening, she was at a loss. “How do I tell you this?” “Alexander, you better open your mouth and spill it” Teresa warned, already tired of the long suspense. “I am scared Teresa, I am doomed.” Alexa ran her hands through her hair and bent her eyes. Teresa groaned and raised her eyes heavenwards. “I am pregnant” “What?” Teresa yelled suddenly and heads turned in the restaurant to look at them. “Alexa, how can you say such rubbish?” she said, trying to reduce her voice. Alexander swallowed heavily. “Control yourself idiot, people would hear you” Alexa took a deep breath as she tried to calm herself. “What do I do Teresa?” “You are not being serious, are you?” “I found out about two nights ago and almost died Teresa; my parents, how would they hear this? Our family name… oh God, this is worse than a shipwreck?” “Have you told Michael?” “No! Never! And I won’t tell that bastard anything” Alexa said with her voice rising. “You never told me you both had problems, what did he do this time?” Teresa asked, not happy that a lot had happened and she was just hearing about it. Teresa choked. “What?” this was the second time she would exclaim. People turned to them again and she swallowed. “What else are you hiding from me Alexa uhn? Too many things are hidden from me” she said bitterly. “Does this look like fun news to you? Is it good news that I am pregnant for a gay?” Alexa took a deep breath. “It is all over the net Teresa, it is not hidden” “Wow… what do we do now?” Alexa exhaled and put her head in her palms. A waiter approached the two ladies with a smile. “Good afternoon madam” he greeted Alexa and proceeded to do the same to Teresa before turning to face Alexander again. “Ma, I was asked to give you this” he said and stretched a picture. Alexander’s mouth dropped open as she stared at the picture in the waiter’s hand. Teresa peeked and gasped. The waiter, seeing the commotion, dropped the picture and started retreating. “Come back here, who gave you this?” Teresa asked, taking the picture in her hand. “A lady did but did not tell me her name. Please excuse me” The guy hurried off, leaving the two ladies to stare at the picture of a wedding which not only had Michael as an attendant but as the groom. ********** ********** Felicia had been about to enter Reg’s Restaurant when she sighted Alexander from afar and stopped. It had come as a surprise that Alexander was there but she did not want to meet the woman yet, it might ruin her plans, but she could not let the opportunity slide. A brilliant idea had struck her and she had opened her purse and removed the picture she always kept in it. She had called the waiter, tipped him and watched as he walked to Alexa’s table with the picture in his hands. When the picture was successfully delivered and she saw the reactions, she smiled and turned. She instantly called Sophia. “Hey babes… I know but Alexa is in the restaurant… yes, meet me at Tantalizers instead, there is a new development” ********** ********** Belina waited for Felix and her anxiety rose with each passing minute. She had a feeling that something very defaming was going on. The thought of the report that Felix would give almost drove her mad with anxiety. Her intercom rang and she instantly picked up. Her secretary told her that Felix was waiting and she heaved a sigh, telling her to show him in. When Felix entered, he greeted Belina but would not meet her eyes. “How did it go? Did you get what I asked?” Felix swallowed. “I don’t know if I should tell you this ma’am” “Of course you would tell me what you found out, that is why I sent you” “You would not like what I have to say ma” Belina sighed. “I know that already, now spill it” ********** ********** Alexander got home about two hours later with a terrible headache. She did not think she could handle anything anymore, all she wanted to do was cry herself to sleep. She hadn’t noticed her mum’s car outside but as she entered, she saw her mum pacing the sitting room. “Good afternoon mum” she greeted with a frown. “Is everything ok?” Belina’s eyes shot her a thousand bullets as she stopped midstride to stare at a daughter she could not identify. She was glad that the maid was not home because she did not need to worry about being heard. Belina marched towards Alexander and watched as fear creaped to the eyes of her daughter but she couldn’t care less. Alexander shrank as her mum approached with a thousand thoughts floating through her head. Belina hadn’t reached Alexander when her hand swung out and connected forcefully with Alexa’s cheek. Alexa whimpered and even Belina’s hand vibrated from the force of the slap. “How dare you?” Belina yelled. “How dare you do this to us Alexa? After all I taught you, after all the values I instilled on you, after all the love and care that your dad and I gave you; is this how you pay us? By dragging the family name in the mud? Tell me” Belina yelled. “Mum, I am sorry” Alexander cried. There was no use pretending again, it was obvious that there was nothing to hide again. “You are sorry?” Belina cried out. “Oh, so now you are sorry. When you found out, why did you not tell me? You lied to me, telling me that Teresa was traveling out while you went out to meet her and unburden yourself. What happened to the time you always came to me with your troubles?” “I am sorry mum, how could I tell you such a thing” Alexa cried as she crumbled to her knees. “I was scared of what you would do if I told you that I was pregnant” Alexa sobbed. Belina gasped and froze. What is going on? She wondered. For several seconds, only Alexander’s sobs filled the silence until Belina got her speech back. “You are what?” “I am so sorry mum, I never meant for this to happen” “You are pregnant?” Alexander raised her eyes to meet her mum’s shocked and stricken gaze. “Didn’t you know?” Alexa was more alarmed now. The door opened and Richard entered. He stood stupefied at the scene before him. “What is going on here?” he asked but no one could answer, they were all dealing with various levels of shock.


EPISODE 7 Belina arrived home later than she had envisaged. Prisca had successfully dragged her out of the house to help her interview the new salesgirls that applied to her boutique. Belina had been uncomfortable throughout, thinking of what to make of Alexander’s strange attitudes. Belina entered the sitting room and dropped her keys on the chair. Tolani came to welcome her but all Belina needed was her daughter. “Where is Alexa?” she asked. “In her room ma” the girl responded. Curiosity took over. “Has she left the house after I left?” “No ma, she never left her room once” the girl said, also awed by that odd fact. Belina frowned and waved the girl away as she went up to Alexander’s room. A million things went through Belina’s head but what she felt was more logical was that Alexander might be having problems with Michael. Belina knew Alexa to be very emotional because she always loved deeply so she knew that problems with Michael would affect Alexander a lot. She got to the door and paused when she heard Alexa’s voice. Eavesdropping was something that Belina detested but she found herself carrying out the mundane act. Moving close to the door, she silenced even her breathing to hear the muffled words. “I am finished Teresa” she heard Alexa say. “…I need to see you… Yes, tomorrow is fine… no, no, I would come to you… Lunch? Can’t it be in the morning… ok, fine… I would tell you when I get there…” Belina opened the door and Alexa suddenly hung up and spun like a top. Her face was pale. Like the writer that she was, she tried to cover it up. She placed her hand on her chest dramatically. “Oh, mum, you scared. Is the house on fire? I never knew you were back” she threw all at once. “What is going on Alexa?” Belina asked. Alexa frowned. “I don’t understand mum” “Don’t you dare play the innocent card Alexa, what is the matter with you? You are behaving strangely” Belina’s voice rose a notch. “I heard you talking now, who were you talking to?” Alexa started stammering. “Sit” Belina commanded and Alexa instantly dropped onto the bed. Belina stood with folded arms. “Now spill it before I draw it out of you” “Mum, there is nothing wrong, believe me” Alexa said with a stamp. “I see… and that is why you are pale” Belina raised her brow. “is everything Ok with Michael?” Alexa gasped then quickly comported herself. “Of course mum, why would you think otherwise.” Alexa quipped silently. “Where were you off to this morning?” Belina continued to interrogate. “I told you mum, I saw a friend off to the airport” Alexa said, looking exasperated. “Oh, I remember now” Belina said vaguely. “Which friend is that?” “Teresa” Alexander said without thinking and Belina raised her brow. “Alright dear, I trust you. You know you can come to me when you have problems right?” Alexa nodded. “Ok baby, I would go and freshen up now, go and eat, you look as white as sheet” Belina smiled and walked out. Immediately the door closed, Alexa collapsed on the bed with her hands on her head. Water came to her eyes and floated down her cheeks. “I am finished” she murmured. Her life was in shambles. ********** ********** Patricia parked her car at the car park in front of the massive ‘TEL’ building. She had turned a deaf ear to everything her parents had said about how much she needed to rest for some days before going back to work. Pat did not need to be alone, she needed work just as she needed fresh air. Solitude was a medicine that Patricia discovered could slowly lead to a painless and boring death. Working took Patricia off her own personal problems and gave her something to think about. Pat hadn’t reported to the office and she is not due to return to work for the next two weeks. Pat had decided to use the two weeks to work on her first assignment so that she would resume powerfully. Patricia’s pencil heels clicked away as she walked confidently into the massive building. She was clad in black fitted pencil jeans which clung to her body from hips to feet. She had red heels on, followed by a red and black shirt which was neatly tucked into her trousers. Her hair was neatly packed on her head and plaited into a single braid which hung down. Patricia arrived at the receptionist’s desk on the ground floor and the lady smiled at her, clearly not knowing her. “You are welcome ma’am, I am Clara; how may I help you?” The receptionist asked sweetly. “Oh, I am Patricia Williams from ‘Tellers’ newspaper, I am here to see Mr. Coker” The name of the newspaper seemed to sink in and the lady straightened. She nodded several times. “Do you have an appointment?” Patricia smiled internally. Who in his right mind books appointments with Pat Williams? “Something like that” she murmured. The receptionist led her to the elevator which she entered and went up to the last floor. On getting there, she went to the lady who was apparently Michael’s secretary. The lady recognized her instantly and Patricia smiled at the job made easy. “Hi” Pat said. “Hello ma’am” the secretary said, standing. “I guess you already know who I am, I am here to see Mr. Coker” Pat said instantly. “Oh, does he know you are coming? I mean erm…” “I don’t think so” Pat murmured. “Oh, ok, let me inform him” Pat smiled. “Since you know me, you should know that I don’t get invited, I invite myself” Patricia turned instantly and walked to the door. The secretary immediately picked her desktop intercom and called her boss. Patricia opened the door without any formality and Michael, who had been facing the massive transparent glass, suddenly turned at the rude intrusion. Immediately Michael turned, Pat raised the camera in her hand and snapped instantly. After that shot, she dropped the camera in her bag and raised her eyes to look at Michael. Cool indifference and something that looked like fury flared in Michael who looked as unmovable as a rock. Patricia had to admit that Michael looked far better that he looked in pictures. She had thought him handsome before, just by looking at the pictures but now, he looked striking and overpowering. “Hi” she murmured, finally closing the door. “Miss Williams” he called back in a voice what was both quiet and loud, she did not know which. His voice was as strong as he looked and a lesser woman would have quivered but Patricia was not that kind of woman. She greeted his stony and expressionless face with a smile and walked to the office chair facing his table. She dropped into it and crossed her legs in front of her then met Michael’s gaze again with her smile firmly in place. Michael hadn’t moved a muscle. “Nice to finally meet you Mr. Coker” she murmured. ********** ********** Alexander sat at the table as she forced food down her throat. She hadn’t been able to sleep throughout the night and when she had dozed off, the maid had come to call her for her breakfast. The meal was prepared already and Belina had scolded Alexa for sleeping for such a long time. Alexa had to keep up the pretence that everything was alright as she ate. Silence reigned at the dining as she ate without real enthusiasm. She felt the gaze of her mum on her as she ate but she did not dare to meet her eyes. She thanked God for the umpteenth time that her dad was in the hospital, seeing to a critical patient, it would have been extremely hard, if not impossible to hide the truth from both dad and mum. Belina’s phone rang and she got up instantly, scrambling for her bag. She allowed the call to ring out without picking it until the phone stopped ringing. “Alexa, I am off to ‘Bells’, take care of yourself and sleep, you look like you were up all night. Are you sick?” Alexa swallowed. “No mum, I was writing all night” “Oh” Belina said then nodded. “Ok, take care”. After a mother to daughter kiss, Belina was off. Alexa packed her food instantly and went to dump it in the kitchen before retreating to her room. She took her phone and called Teresa. “Hello babe, let’s meet at ‘Regs Restaurant’… yes, twelve… thanks” she hung up and wrapped a blanket around her body. ********** ********** Belina got down from her car and met the guy that was already waiting for her outside her complex. “Morning Felix” “Good morning ma” he responded with slight bow. “I hope you have not been waiting for a long time” “Oh, no ma” “Ok, here is what I want you to do. I need you to follow my daughter, find out who she is meets today and get their conversation.” The guy frowned and Belina explained. “She wants to meet a friend today, I think it should be a girl, but I am particularly interested in their conversation. She is still at home now; can you do this for me without being seen?” The guy smiled. “It is very easy ma, I can do it” “Good, come with me” ********** ********** Felicia dropped her tab which she was using to watch an assassin movie she had downloaded. She paused the movie and took out her small blackberry phone which was ringing. “Hey Sophia” she said immediately she picked up. “How is everything over there… I trust you… why don’t we meet so that we can reconcile our plans… yes… Ok, since your lunch break is twelve thirty, why don’t we meet one o’clock… perfect… ok, meet me at ‘Regs restaurant’… ok, bye”. Felicia smiled and dropped the phone, picked up her tab and continued the movie.


EPISODE 6 Michael paced his office with every nerve in his body screaming for release. He had never been this confused in his life. He caught sight of the pictures which were on full display on his laptop and he froze again, staring at the pictures in stupefied horror. About two days back, Michael had noticed that the company had changed. He hadn’t been able to pinpoint what the matter is, but he had received numerous stares from people, even his staff. The reason for the long stares was foreign to him but he had shrugged it off. But now, how could he bear the thought that everyone saw him as a gay? The Intercom rang and he grabbed it instantly. “What?” he barked. “Sir, erm, your friend, Mr. Eric is here. Should …” “Send him in” Michael barked again and slammed the phone back in its cradle. He paced the length of the office until the door finally opened and Eric walked inside in his usual calm composure. “Alright, what is it man? Is the world ending today?” he asked as he sat on the chair. “There is no situation you don’t make light of right? Well, let’s see you make light of this” Michael roared angrily as he turned the laptop to face Eric. Eric frowned and stood up from the couch he was sitting on. He bent the screen of the laptop till it was facing his. “You never told me you were a model Michael” he murmured and Michael groaned, wanting to hit Eric. “This is more than enough invitation for sex-seeking women” he said. “I regret inviting you here” Michael hissed. “Oh shut up” Eric shot back. “Now, tell daddy; what has you so worried?” Michael hissed. “That nonsense is making me nuts you moron” Michael yelled. “I can’t even understand this shit. I have never taken these pictures” Eric frowned. “Then, how come you posted them on your Facebook account” “Don’t you still understand this shit? I did not post them” “Wow, let me get this straight. Someone hacked into your Facebook account and posted pictures of you on your wall” Eric thought out loud. “Yeah! Only, those are pictures that I never knew existed, I mean; how would I take these pictures. I don’t do nude, I am surely not the one in that picture.” “Oh, Michael, one thing is certain – you are the one in this picture. If you never took this pictures, then I guess whoever did this did some computer editing to get this” “I have thought of that but these pictures look too real, I can’t imagine any computer doing these” Michael put in, totally frustrated. “You would be surprised. Who is behind you Michael?” “Damned if I know” Michael swore then laughed bitterly. “It would have been better if it all stopped here” “There is more?” Eric now looked worried. Michael ran his hands through his hair. “They have me labeled as a gay” “What?” It was Eric’s turn to raise his voice in stunned surprise. Michael laughed strangely. “It is good to know that someone else is as stunned as I am” Eric stared for some seconds at a loss. “Wait, I don’t get this” he finally said. “What made people call you gay? Is it because of these pictures? We have numerous made models who showcase their muscles like this but that does not make them gay. Who called you that anyways?” Michael swallowed and bent over the laptop, launched a site he hadn’t been able to keep looking at. There was silence for a very long time and Michael took a second to marvel at the speechless state of Eric. Eric was never caught unawares; he was always very vocal, no matter the situation. After a very long silence, Eric finally spoke. “It would have been better if the picture did not look a whole lot like you” he murmured. Michael sighed and went to the massive glass which oversaw the large city. Cars and human beings went about looking like ants from his vantage point. He had always felt in control here, in this office. Nothing shook him, even his office made him look larger than life but someone somewhere had totally gone round all his defenses and brought him to his toes. Who had he offended which was capable of this? “This is bad Michael, really bad. This alone can ruin your life and reputation. My God! Being gay is now against the law” Michael sighed again, finally going to sit down. “Alexander was here” Eric winced. Michael’s gaze looked haunted. Eric did not like this. “I can imagine what it must have been like” Michael smiled painfully. “No, you can’t. It was all like a movie man, I have never seen Alexa that way, she looked so hurt; so shattered” Michael swallowed. “Give her time, she would get over it” Michael laughed. “She can get over a cheating man, a dishonest man or any other trait, but a gay? I don’t think so. She didn’t even believe a word I said in my defense; what is there to believe anyways, there is evidence which says the exact opposite.” ********** ********** Escaping into her room had been very easy for Alexa, with Patricia’s help. After the two ladies had jumped on each other like two years old kids, Alexa had hurriedly greeted everyone, and then faced Patricia who dragged her towards her room. As Alexa went, she caught the frown on her mum’s face and knew she was not out of trouble yet. Patricia slammed the door and turned to Alexa. “Oh my, look at this yesterday’s infant” “Cut it out now before I tickle you” Alexa threatened, grinning. Of all the things that Alexa thought possible this fateful day, she had never imagined grinning happily while her sentencing tool lay in her bag. She dropped the bag inside her wardrobe hurriedly and closed the wardrobe before Pat decided to do what she did best, investigate. Alexa jumped on the bed, trying desperately to look as happy as she should. Patricia was almost like a best friend to Alexa, apart from being a cousin. Alexa felt that it was due to the closeness of their mothers. “So, how was yanki?” “Hmmm, it was good and stressful” Alexa raised her brow. “That is what you all say, does that explain why you are looking so fresh? I could not stop boasting whenever I saw you on air; you have made waves even in a foreign land” Patricia laughed. “Oh, come on. What of you? I have watched too many movies which were written by you. You are looking much more stunning also; I almost did not recognize you” Alexa smiled. She was sure that her face alone was enough to stun people because she had just received exceedingly stunning news. Alexa loved writing, it was the only thing that she knew she did flawlessly. Leaving the house had been good for her because she had been able to write without disturbance. Patricia also wrote but her only niche was writing reports and articles after thorough investigation, Alexa wrote stories and novels. Patricia turned serious. “Yes, I could not wait to get here. Are you still with Michael Coker, the guy you always told me about?” Alexa swallowed and wondered how to answer the question. If she said yes, she knew that it would only take few seconds for Patricia to know that it was a lie; if she said no, it was certain that Pat would ask why. “Why do you ask?” Alexa said instead. “I want to know, why else would I ask?” Patricia pushed. “Why do I have the feeling that you came back from Canada to interrogate me?” Alexa asked. “Maybe because you feel I am so concerned about you, which is correct, so, answer me. Are you with him?” “Well, erm…” “Yes or no?” Pat pushed. “No” Alexa yelled. “You are such a pest, you have not been back for ten minutes and you are already under my skin” “Oh, great. Then my first assignment in Nigeria has been made easy” Patricia sighed. “What does that mean?” Alexa didn’t like this. “I have been seeking for a transfer back to Nigeria for over six months but ‘Tellers’ had been postponing my request. All of a sudden I was granted the transfer over a week ago, I knew they needed me.” she paused and frowned. “When did you both break up?” Alexa swallowed. “Today” “Wow. Oh my God!” she wrapped her arms around Alexa who shrugged off, refusing to be pitied. “So, you were saying?” “Do you know about the ‘gay’ stuff?” Alexa winced. This bizarre news had spread throughout the globe and it would just be a matter of hours before her parents heard of it.. She closed her eyes and managed a nod. “I am sorry I asked; it must hurt badly. Although, as I was saying, a day before I got on the plane, I received my first assignment. Michael Coker is my first assignment; I have to get the facts from the man himself.” ********** ********** Alexander got her breakthrough some hours later. Just like a miracle, everyone seemed to vanish. Her mum was dragged along by Aunt Prisca, reasons unknown, both her dad and Uncle Tony had to rush off to their various hospitals to attend to emergencies. Aunt Prisca had talked ceaselessly with Patricia until Pat agreed to go home and rest. When Belina had tried to get off Prisca’s claws, Alexa had combined forces with her Aunt in order to make sure her mum left the house. Alexa saw the curious and suspicious look on her mum’s face but she didn’t care, she would find a perfect excuse for her mum later when the time came. It was such a relief to finally be alone. After seeing everyone off to their cars, Alexa quickly retreated to her room. After closing the door, she dashed to the wardrobe and pulled out her bag clumsily. After removing the test sticks, she ran into the toilet. She took out a bowl, forced out urine from her bladder and threw the two sticks into the urine. She saw on the pack that the sticks needed to stay in the urine for five minutes. She swallowed as her hands shook uncontrollably. She left the toilet and went to the kitchen, filled a cup with water and drank everything at a go. She felt dizzy as she went back into the room some minutes later. Alexa stared at the toilet door for what seemed like hours until she finally mustered the strength to open it. She walked to the bowl with her heart in her mouth and shakily took out the sticks. The two sticks had the same sign. Her eyes blurred until it finally settled on the (+) sign on the sticks.