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I slept with four Natives Doctors during my menstrual cycle just get charm-lady Armed Robber confess.

 

A lady identified as lyinder aka chika was arrested along side her gang members when Tryin to rob a supermarket at rivers state.

The lady who headed a 5 men robbery gang confesses she sleeps with 4 different native doctors during her menstral Circle just to get charms that will protect she and her gang members from bullet from the police.

The lady after their arrest by the police confesses that any time the want to embark on their robbery journey she must have slept with this people during her menstral Circle to get powers one in rivers, calabar and akawibom, after have slept with them the will prepare a very powerful charm in which we will hang on our body before leaving to rob.

According to the lady the have Rob many people and the have also claim alot of live during the process, luck ran out on them according to the lady she didn’t go to the native doctors before she embarked on the journey so she deceived her gang members and that’s why the were caught after exchanging series of gun shot with the police.

The robbers where arrested with guns and series of charms on them.

The police commissioner has promised that the will be made to face the full wrath of the law.

 

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I sell Pampers to Ritualist.mad man confesses

The rate at which evil is fast rising in the society is alarming. We all have to be careful as we are in perilous times and the love of many towards others have wax cold. Most people could go extra miles just to obtain powers and money nowadays.

A mad man has made a confession of how he sells pampers used up by babies to ritualists.

The said incident took place very close to a dump site, in Awo-Idemili in Orsu Local Government Area of Imo State. The mad man was observed to be in possession of lots of money which was suspicious. Lots of pampers were also found in his possession.

After much questionings and harassment by the people of the vicinity, he admitted that he isn’t mad but only devised that as a means to achieve his goals.

Pictures of the mad man can be seen below.

Prior to the time of writing this publication, the residents of the vicinity and passers – by are having a heated argument on what to do to him.

Some are of the opinion he should be taken to the police station while some angry mob feel he should be set ablaze.

This is a tough one.

Please nursing mothers, we should be very careful of how we dispose our toiletries and other personal belongings.

What do you think should be done?

Should they take him to the police station or set him on fire right away?

Drop your comments in the comment section below.

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I have been satisfying my landlady for 8years without paying Rent.

A guy took to his twitter page yesterday to make an amazing confession that he has a landlady who has not asked him for rent for 8 years now because he satisfies her on bed every time.

Many women can give up anything just to have satisfaction on bed and this guy’s landlady is not an exception, the young man confessed he is a slavery but seems to be enjoying it. The landlady seems older and for a young man to indulge in such act may not occur well for him in future.

See his tweet below, and let us hear your comment on this, do you support this and will you gladly accept such an offer to sleep with your landlady without paying rent?

Some people seem to be applauding him while some wish they had such opportunity, what are your thoughts on this? Please comment and reshare this post.

If you interrupt my parents Burial- I will hunt down your children-Nnamdi kanu Tells Abia police commissioner.

Yesterday the leader of the Indigenous People Of Biafra (IPOB) Mazi Nnamdi Kanu, threatened Ene Okon the Abia State Commissioner of police. He stated that if the burial ceremony of his parents is interrupted he would make sure to hunt down his children.

Mazi Kanu shared this warning on his Facebook page. The threat came a few days after the Commissioner warned residents and visitors to steer off the burial grounds.

Issuing a press release the commissioner stated that “there would be a war between the Police and the IPOB on the burial grounds. He also stated that he had resounded a warning to the Traditional ruler of Afaraukwu (Mazi Kanu’s community). Telling him that IPOB and its followers should not be seen close to the community.

And consequences would be attracted if they failed to comply. Furthermore he said if the community should ask for police protection they would oblige. On the condition that IPOB members, Biafra flag, IPOB insignia are not be seen on the grounds.

I slept with my husband Boss to gain him a promotion-cynthia speaks out.

About three years ago my husband Andrew and I were struggling to pay our loan after he’d been forced to change jobs and I’d taken time off work to have our first child.

His new position, in the finance division of a major company, paid a lot less than his last job and we were going to the wall financially.

It looked as if we are on the verge of losing our house to the bank.

Eventually, after six months of working himself nearly to death, a much better job came up in Andrew’s division.

The salary and bonuses he would earn from the promotion would set us up for years and not only pay for the loan but allow us a holiday and a few luxuries as well.

I can’t underestimate how much we needed Andrew to get that job.

He was good enough and had worked hard enough, but the fact that he wasn’t senior in the company might count against him.

A couple of weeks after the position was advertised and after Andrew had written an excellent application that he had submitted to his boss, I found myself dragged along to a night out with the families of his co-workers.

As the boys from the office let their hair down to celebrate the end of the financial year, we girls joined in as well.

I hadn’t had a night out since my child was born and I guess I went a little over the top with my drinking.

As the night wore on and my husband, a little worse for wear, retreated to a couch with a few of his mates to keep on drinking, I felt a hand across my back and looked up to see the head of Andrew’s division standing behind me.

He said, ‘You’re a beautiful woman’.

I didn’t know what to say. I didn’t even know if he was serious, so I giggled a little.

He leant in again and kept whispering, “Cynthia i know you and andrew are having problems. I can help.”

I asked how and he said, “They’ve chosen somebody else for the new position. But I can choose whoever I like, and I can pick him.”

I stayed silent waiting to see what deal he would make me.

His hand became a little heavier on the small of my back, and he continued, “I’ve been looking at you all night. I want to make love to you.”

I turned to tell him where to go, and he interrupted me, “Don’t say no yet. Just think about what this job means to Andrew. One night with me and you’re set. Think about it,” and he walked away.

I stood for a few seconds trying to gather my thoughts and dissect what had just happened to me.

Eventually, I dragged Andrew home, but having sobered up upon hearing Mark’s proposal I had a sleepless night lying next to him wondering if long-term financial security was enough to betray my husband for.

Was it even a betrayal? It was for him as well.

The next few days were spent discussing the state of our loan and how we needed him to get the job to pay up our debt.

How could I tell him that there was no way he was going to get it unless I gave myself for him?

I knew there was only one thing I could do.

One day when Andrew had left for work, I went through his address book and found Mark’s mobile phone number.

I called him and said that I would give him what he wanted in exchange for Andrew’s promotion.

He called me back a few minutes later and gave me the address of a motel where we would meet.

For the next hour, I let this middle-aged man use my body as he liked on the promise that he would hold up his end of the bargain.

We left the motel, and I sat in my car for another hour crying.

Had I done the right thing? Would I be double-crossed?

A few minutes after I eventually managed to start my car and drive towards home my phone rang. It was Andrew.

I couldn’t bear to speak to him, so I let it ring out and continued to drive.

It rang again, and I ignored it again.

It was only the third time that it rang when I answered it.

He breathlessly told me that he’d been chosen and would start his new job on Monday.

We’d been saved. I cried again.

They were tears of joy with a lot of bitterness and regret mixed in.

We were saved, but at what price?

Andrew has since proven to be one of the best employees that the company has.

He’s earned bonuses that he never would have in his old role and looks set to be promoted again.

But every time he proudly talks to me about his work and how successful he is I have to look away in shame because I can never reveal the terrible secret about how he came to be there in the first place.

Please should i tell my husband about it?

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