‘You should come meet my man please…’ Nancy urged Gail who obliged without much hesitation. She felt amused at how she easily referred to her new found love as her man. She wondered if she made a haste decision accepting his relationship offer. Ordinarily, Charles fell short of the standards she wanted in a guy. He was slightly taller than her, light in complexion and equally a soldier. Nancy had a thing for dark skinned men. They were a symbol of strength. She imagined her man to have multiple layers of muscles on his belly which glowed when she smeared Vaseline on it. She wanted him to have a well trimmed afro, an arrogant look and a tall figure. Her man should be able to lift her with ease and pamper her like a rose. She imagined him working for a prestigious company or owning one. But here she was, drooling for a man that was completely different from her fantasy. She questioned her sanity given that she disliked soldiers so much and indeed anyone working for law enforcement agencies. Nancy knew she had a notorious record for insulting soldiers on social media of which she was proud of. She declined friendship from people she knew had siblings working for law enforcement agencies. ‘Perhaps Charles is God’s punishment to me’ She stared at Gail inquisitively ‘Nancy please stop it or else I’ll go back. Why would you even think of such?’. ‘You of all people know how mean I have been to these men. A soldier for crying out loud. Plus he is so not what I would go for’…

Much love, have a wonderful day! πŸ’•πŸŒΉβ€


3 Comments Add yours

  1. You left me curious.πŸ™ˆπŸ™ˆ

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  2. Hmm…So what happens next??

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Misggrace says:

      Hahaha, I love leaving the stories hanging πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚


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