LARA McKING: EPISODE 4:- MY RAINBOW

With the strength of Superman breaking through the walls to rescue Louise Lane, I broke the silence. I looked at Sid with a straight face.

‘Mr. Sid, could you excuse us? I have a meeting with Mr. Jack’

‘I just wanted you to look at these papers’, he said.

‘I will do that as soon as I’m through with Mr. Jack’.

‘Ok. Please do excuse me’. He said and worked to the door. Then he turns around and looks at Jack. Then slowly, he walks out.

‘He hates me. I don't even know the guy and he already hates me’, Jack said, making a funny face.

‘How can you tell?’

He made that ‘Oh please don’t be naïve’ face. I just smiled.

‘Please do have a seat’

‘Thanks. I like umm. . . this one’, he said. Pointing to a sofa.

For a moment there I was lost. He went over to the sofa and tried lifting it.

‘What are you doing?’ Surprise and confusion took hold of my face.

‘You said ‘have a seat’ so I like this one. It would really look nice in my one room apartment’.

Then I got it. I laughed like I was controlled remotely.

‘I like your sense of humor. Are you always this funny?’

‘Not really. I’m off on Mondays, sometimes though. Unless I have an emergency. The seriousness on peoples' faces on Mondays scares me’.

‘You make it sound like it’s a job’.

‘It is a job! I’m always at work to make people smile. And I always know what to say. Except when I’m with someone as beautiful as you’.

I laughed out loud. What is this guy?

‘Are you flattering me?’, I asked as I sat on my chair. He sat opposite me.

‘I guess. Is it working? ’

‘You need to try harder. The sweet talks don't move me’. Shut up Lara, this one does. I told myself the truth. 

‘I knew it! I should have listened to her’

‘What?! What are you talking about? Who didn’t you listen to?’

‘Adora’

I swear I would have called me Miss Jealous, because I was. Who is Adora?

‘You see, a wise lady told me in the morning when I was having breakfast that I was going to meet a beautiful lady today. And that if I wanted to make her smile, I should tell her I like her hair first. Then go ahead to flatter her’.

‘She must be a wise lady. But you didn’t listen to her, did you’.

‘Yea! I mean, no I didn’t. That’s why I feel so terrible about it. But not to worry. I’m going to fix it’.

‘Fix it? How do you plan on doing that?’

‘By telling you I love your hair’.

‘Is that the wise lady I hear?’

‘No. That’s just me. And I mean it. It smells good too'.

'How can you even tell? You're yards away from me now'.

'I don't need to be near you to know your hair smells good. I know sweetness when I come close to one'.

'Define sweetness'.

'Sweetness is when you meet a beautiful lady wearing a Clive Christian. That bracelet must be more than five years old. I'm guessing it was your mother's, judging from the looks of it. I also know your purse and suit are Italian. I love those things you did with your nails. Those dots are not easily spotted but they're beautiful. And your heels? Definitely Gucci.

My jaw actually dropped. I was shocked, surprised and impressed all at once. He practically gave me a detailed description of everything I had on. One hundred percent.

'What are you? How come you know all that? Are you a psych?'

'Not really. But I see everything. That's my curse'.

'You sure do. But hey! That's not a curse. It's a gift. You should use it well'.

'Yes your highness. I'll definitely do that.

I just met the guy and he's already registered me in his mind. I wonder what happens when he starts working here. 

'I also came to give you this’.

He handed me a piece of diamond.

‘This looks familiar. Wait a minute! This is my earing. How did you…?

‘You dropped it this morning’.

‘And you brought it back?!

'Yes ma'am I did'

'But how did you know you were going to see me again?’

‘Adora told me’.

Stop already! Mention that name one more time and I swear I’m going to throw my Gucci heels at you. I wish I could say that out loud. 

‘And what else did she tell you?’

‘She said I was going to help a damsel in distress and fall for her’

I liked the sound of that.

‘Oh she did?!’

‘Yea’.

‘What else did she say?’

‘That I was going to succeed in the interview and that I was going to feel helpless before the damsel in distress.’

Wow! Music to my ears. Is this guy trying to flirt with me? I may not know but I was really enjoying it. Apart from the part where he keeps calling Adora.

‘Is your ‘Adora’ psychic?’ I made sure I showed my disapproval of the name leaving my lips as I stressed it.

‘Not really. But she’s gifted. Very gifted. Sometimes I think she can even see the future. And I must say she’s very beautiful’.

‘I’m going to pretend I didn’t hear that’.

‘But I did’.

‘Holy cow! Did I say that out loud?!’

‘Yes you did'.

'I'm so sorry. I didn't mean it like that'

'That's ok. Many people get jealous of her when I talk about her. But you’ll come to love her when you meet her’

‘You think?!’

‘No. I know.

'Don't be so sure mister'.

'Do you want to bet on that?’

I thought for a while, considering the fact I would never like her, I agreed to it.

‘So what’s the catch?’ I asked. 

‘If I win, I take you out for dinner’.

‘And if I win?’

‘I’ll give up my appointment. But I know I’m going to win’

‘Don’t be so sure of yourself Mr. Jack. And don’t let me fool you. I don’t loose’.

‘Well, this is going to be a first for you’.

He said that with so much assurance and sealed it with a smile. This guy had no idea who he was dealing with.

‘Defeat is not so bad when you get to know her sometimes Miss Lara.

‘Really?’ I said smiling.

‘Most definitely’,

‘And please call me Laly’.

‘Can I?’

‘If I recall correctly, the guy that helped me fix my tire this morning called me that’.

Smiling he said ‘That was before he knew who you are’

‘But that doesn’t change anything’.

‘Seriously? Are you kidding me right now? Lara McKing? 'The' Lara McKing? My dear it changes everything’.

‘No it doesn’t. Ok, let’s just say you never knew me. Let’s pretend I’m not Lara McKing. Let’s play pretend’.

He made the face Pinky would make in ‘Pinky and the Brain’. That cartoon made me laugh.

‘Hmmm. I can do that. But didn’t your mom ever tell you never to talk to strangers and play pretend at the same time?’

‘She did. But she’s not here. Is she?’

‘Ssshhh. Keep your voice down. The walls have ears’, He said, putting a finger over his lips.

‘Ok,’ I whispered. ‘So who are you stranger?’ Still whispering.

‘The guy that wished he had met you long before now’. As he said that, he looked straight into my eyes. Whatever he was doing, it was working on me.

I smiled. ‘Where was he?’

‘You don’t want to know. Trust me’

‘Don’t be so sure. I would love to’

‘Well, that would be birthed another day’. As he said that, he stood up. I hated what he was about doing. Leaving!

‘Very well. I actually wanted to say congratulations for the job. I hope you’ll like it here with us’.

‘I will. Believe me’. As he said this, he winked at me.

‘And how do you know? Oh wait! Don’t tell me. Let me guess. Adora right?’

‘Yea. Adora’. He smiled again.

‘Do have a lovely day Lara McKing’.

'You too Mr. Jack', I said, stretching out my hand for a shake. But he took it gently and kissed it twice. 

As he walked to the door, he looked back, smiled and exhaled. I smiled back. Then he said 'My Rainbow'. Those words! I know those words. Brain, don't fail me now. Think!

When he left, I felt this warmth inside. It felt good and I loved it. Few seconds later, Debby came in.

‘Lara McKing, start talking!’

 

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WHAT HAPPENS WHEN I'M GONE?

Susan and I have been going out for close to a year now and I really love her. And she loves me too. Last month I got my dream job in a multinational company and the training is in Europe. The training will be for six months and after which I may relocate there.

I've heard about long distant relationships and how it mostly end up badly. There are two things in front of me now: My dream job (which I've already taken) and a girl I love and would want to spend the rest of my life with. We've grown so close to each other that I really don't know what would become of her when I'm gone.

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WHY WON'T HE LET ME?

My name is Ebiere and I own a beaty spar. I've been going out with this guy for months now.  We love each other very much and from what I see, he's serious and wants to marry me. There's no doubt about that. 

But the thing is each time I talk about us handling the wedding bills together, he becomes uneasy. I actually make more money than him but I don't let that get into my head. My family is very wealthy and I've actually been seeing money right from when I was a kid so it doesn't move me.

He keeps telling me he will come and see my people when he's ready. He works like hell and I hate to see him work like that just to please me. He keeps telling me he's going to take care of it himself. My guess is that he wants to have enough money before he makes the move. I want to help but he won't let me.

I really don't know how to convince him because his 'getting ready' might take longer than expected. And I'm a woman. If you know what I mean. 

WHY DO PEOPLE CHEAT 2

Lately we asked you guys why people cheat in relationships and we had a lot of outstanding responses. It was a war zone in our inbox and the most dominant of them are these:

WHY WOMEN CHEAT

Women cheat because they are easily swept off by words. So when a guy says or does something a little bit extra for them, they tend to look in that direction, not minding the fact that they are already in a relationship. And before you know it, they cheat.

WHY MEN CHEAT

It's the belief of most women that guys cheat because it comes naturally to them. That a man doesn't feel fulfilled without cheating. No matter how many women are at their beck and call.

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Lara McKing: THIRD EPISODE - THE GOOD, THE BAD, AND THE UGLY

He just stood there. Handsome, well-built and he had the cutest smile.

‘Get your head in the game Lara’. A voice in my head shouted at me. I didn’t know what to do. My knees merged again. My palms became sweaty. I had so many ‘whys’. And if I traded them for money, I would be a million dollar richer. So much that they wanted to blow me up.

Jack knew me but the way he was calm about it made me even more uneasy. I asked Debby to give me a pen and I absolutely didn’t know why.

‘But you’re holding one in your hand’, she said, pointing at my hand.

‘Oh!’. I said smiling. ‘Really?! That was stupid Lara’. The voice in my head pointed out again.

‘Take a seat Mr. Jack’, Mr. Ifiok said to him. And he went on to say stuff companies say to interviewees.

‘That’s the guy at the elevator’, Deb whispered. ‘He’s even hotter than I saw him a few moments ago’

‘What? Really?’, I said without even looking at Deb. She suddenly noticed and poked me.

‘Young lady, what’s going on? I know that look’.

‘Deb, that’s the reason I was late’.

‘What? No way!’ That’s so unfair. I saw him first’. She gave me that ‘I’m going to cry’ face and I just smiled. ‘Wait a sec. How come I’m just hearing about this now?

‘Because I just knew about it myself this morning’

‘Are you kidding me?’

‘I wish I was Deb. I wish I was’.

‘Are you going to tell me now or should I send you to the electric chair?'

‘After the interview my daughter. After the interview'.

‘And if you leave any detail out, I will deal with you Lara McKing’.

‘Lol. Don’t worry ma’am. I won’t’

‘That’s my Laly. You go girl!’

All the while Debby and I were lost in our little gossip, the board was having a good time with Jack. Some were even laughing. What’s going on here? I handpicked the members of this board myself. Walking on mars was easier than cracking them.

But not Jack. He flowed along with them. I was even enjoying the conversation. Or maybe I thought I was. Although I didn’t quite get everything. Everyone seemed to love him. This was not ordinary. Even Mrs. Idara, ‘The Machine’, was doing something usual. Smiling. This was so wrong. I can’t remember ever seeing this woman smile. Was it some kind of spell? Well, it was really working on them and I was glad about that fact.

I wanted to join the conversation but I had absolutely no idea what they were saying. And I didn’t want to cross the line. Knowing what had earlier transpired that morning between us. And moreover, I was the boss. I should act like one. But with him around, I felt I was not boss enough.

When the second and third person came in, majority of the board were not so pleased and I knew there and then the job was Jack’s. I was so happy that I nearly screamed when the board made a decision and asked for my approval. When I asked why he was chosen, Mr. Ifiok told me he was not just intelligent, he was a people’s person. He not only knew his onions, he knew how to make people around him come alive.

Like a volcano about to explode, I endorsed him. He was asked to start the following week. I wondered if I could survive that long.

After the interview, I told Debby everything.

‘Don’t want you dancing on my grave just yet’.

‘Lol. Don’t worry. I can wait till you’re a hundred’

‘I need to see him Debby’,

‘Put a call through to him then’.

‘I can’t’

‘And why is that?’

‘I don’t know. I feel my whole being yearning for him but yet I can’t just bring myself to accept that fact and do something about it’

‘Yea I know the feeling. Anyway, let me call him up. He’s still in the building’.

'What?! How in the world did you know that?'

'Hello! Nothing goes on in this company without my knowledge girlfriend'

'And you have his number too? How?'

'Believe me you don't wanna know. Now, let me go get him'.

‘You’re such a darling’.

‘Yea yea. I know right!’.

‘What would I do without you?’

‘Don’t flatter me young lady. You owe me. Still haven’t forgotten that purse you brought back from UK. I need it’

‘Come on Debby, not the purse’.

‘It’s the purse or no deal. He’s about leaving. It’s now or never sunshine’

‘Alright! Alright!! You’re an alien from Mars. I hate you’. Debby always knew how to get what she wanted.

‘We come in short supply. And that’s why you can’t get rid of me. And yea, I love you too’. She giggled as she went out the door.

What was I going to say? I’ve always known what to say in every situation. That was how I was trained. But this relationship thing was a new one for me. On a whole new level. I felt empty. I quickly googled ‘What to say to a guy you like’. That was crazy right? What choice did I have?

I received a message on my BBM. It was Debby, ‘Target acquired. Moving to your location’,

‘Roger that’, I replied. My office could be likened to an eskimo’s habitat but my whole body said otherwise.

Message: ‘Out of the elevator. Moving towards your office’

‘May Day! May Day!! Abort! Abort!!’

‘Negative Major. Switch to defensive mood’.

Few seconds later, Debby’s face peeped through the slightly opened door.

‘Should I send him in?’

‘You’re dead Debby’.

‘Yea I know. I’ll do anything for that purse’. She winked and left.

I quickly went to the mirror, checked myself out and added a little make-up. I was acting like a teenager about to have her first date. This wasn’t even a date. I barely even know the guy and he hadn’t even asked me out.

Then suddenly I was in a world I only unlock on special occasions. Can’t remember the last time I came in here but it’s been like forever. I remember once, when I was still a girl. A boy had asked to take me to a birthday party. I can’t remember the boy’s name now but I still remember that I really liked him. I also remember he said something the moment he saw me come out of the house. I can’t really recall what it was but it made no sense to everybody but me.

Few seconds later, a knock on the door. And gently it opened. ‘Debby, you’re responsible’ I muttered.

And he stood there. And all we could do was stare at each other. My smiled felt sheepish. It was like our hearts knew what we were thinking and they were busy communicating.

‘My rainbow!’. He muttered.

My rainbow? Those words sounded familiar. I’ve heard those words before. But where?

Then a knock on the door and Sid walked in. The surprise on his face was something I will never forget. He bore a hole in my head, like he wanted to know why Jack was there. Thank God the ability to read minds wasn't his to command. The scene reminded me of the movie, The Good, The Bad and the Ugly. The atmosphere was tensed. You could hear a pin fall to the ground. I waited, silently. I looked at Sid. Sid looked at Jack. Jack looked at me and back at Sid again. Hands on trigger. You could practically touch the uneasiness. Who draws his weapon first? Who pulls the trigger?

 

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WHY DO PEOPLE CHEAT???

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IF I EVER CATCH DAVID RED HANDED

I'm Emem. I have reasons to believe that my guy is cheating on me. How do I know? I'll tell you.

He comes up to me one day and says his cousin is coming to live with him. I didn't have any problems with that but when he says it's a 'she' and that she's not just a direct cousin, that she's a distant cousin, I became uncomfortable with the whole arrangement.

I don't live with him of course but I visit often. But lately he keeps telling me how busy he has suddenly become. His frequent 'out of town' stories are becoming too much, even for the deaf. He doesn't call me the way he use to and when I call him, he'll tell me he's been so busy. 

He now spends more time with this 'cousin' of his than he spends with me. They way they even act in public and in the house tells me that this 'cousin' is doing things behind my back with my man. The thing is that I can't prove it but I know deep down that she's sleeping with him.

I've confronted him twice and he denied it. I'm not a baby and I know infidelity when I see one. I'm so pissed right now that I want to end this relationship. But first, I need proof. And if I catch them red handed, David will see the other side of me. If not for anything, for taking me for a fool.

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THE GIVER AND THE PLANNER

I'm Doris and I have two serious guys that want to date me.

The first one has his own business and is doing well. He has a good heart and doesn't like seeing me in need. He provides for me even when I don't ask him. He's not so wealthy and sometimes I think I make more money than him in a month. 

The second guy is a banker and is one of the highest paid staff in his branch. He's ok too but he's always setting goals and planning. Not that it's not good but he would always want to know what I want to use any money I ask him for. I have my own business and I'm not doing bad at all but sometimes I just ask him to see what he does. He would give me the money but first he has to know what I'm using it for.

I'm not so good at this date thing. It's too complicated. Any ideas of who I'm to choose? And please give me reasons too. I have my reasons but I don't mind having more to help me decide. Thanks guys. 

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LARA McKING: EPISODE TWO - THE SURPRISE

‘Holy cow!’. Damn it. Those words escaped my lips before I could stop them.

‘What was that?’ he asked with much concern.

‘Nothing’, I took in a deep breath to recover.

‘Hope I didn’t startle you?’

‘Hell yea you did. Can’t you see how fine you are? I could just hug and squeeze you and never let go. Do you go around making ladies feel like this?’ I busted out in my mind. ‘Not really’. I said to him. Controlling the thought this time.

‘My name is Jack’, he stretch out an arm.

‘Why are guys this fine always named Jack? Who's responsible for this name game anyway?' My mind seem to be hyperactive ever since Hercules showed up. 'Laly’, I took the arm. When we touched, I felt a current fire through me. That kind you have when you touch a naked boiler when plugged to the power source. That was a connection you only experience once in a life time. And honestly I thought you could only see that in movies. I’ve actually heard of it but I thought it was a myth. You can’t know it until you feel it. It’s better experienced than expressed. Yet it felt so warm that I wanted to hold him longer.

‘Please do excuse me’, he said and walked up to the cab driver that was waiting for him some meters away from my car, paid him off and came back. ‘If it won’t be a bother, I would love to do ‘my’ work’. He pointed to the jack I had in my hand and smiled.

‘I would be grateful’.

‘Ok then’.

‘Hope you wouldn’t mind if I took them off’, he gestured to his suit as he said that.

‘Take everything off son of Zeus!’ My mind again! ‘Please feel free’.

When he took off his suit, the white shirt said something to me. It said ‘I’m covering a great body’. Then he went to work, I don’t know how long I stared at him while he worked but I really stared. I couldn’t just resist it. Who would? Smiles.

Just a few minutes he started working on the tire, the clouds screamed at us. The weather report never said anything about this on my app. They lied. The rain poured down like they were provoked. By the time he was done fixing the spare, he was drenched.

‘Please come in let me get you a new set of clothes’, I said from inside.

‘Don’t bother. I’ll simply go home and change. I still have time’

‘That would be so ungrateful of me. Please come in. I insist’.

‘But I’m drenched’

‘Don’t worry. Allow me to do that for you’.

All through the time we drove, we were chatting away like we had known each other way back. He was a very interesting person with a very good sense of humor. He made me laugh so hard that for a moment I forgot I just met him a while ago.

He was a system analyst, a programmer, a writer, a content manger and a blogger. He even told me he’s a good chef. ‘Until certified by mua, you can’t be as good as they say you are’, I had told him.

But one question kept ringing in my head ‘Is he married?’ But if he was, he would have been wearing a ring. That thought haunted me. But consciously I ignored it. I was really enjoying the moment.

He was still wet by the time we got to one of my boutiques. I really didn’t want him to know I own the place. So I went in first and told the sales girls to pretend they didn’t know who I was. I went to the door and gestured on him to come in.

Waiting patiently on the couch, my curiosity nearly got the better part of me to go up and ‘accidentally’ bump into him in the dressing room. That was crazy and I do crazy. But I won with a thread line margin.

When he came out, I couldn’t believe my eyes.

‘My God! You look good’. I couldn’t just hold them anymore. My mind won this time.

‘Thanks to you’. He smiled back at me.

‘Naaa. I should be the one thanking you’. That smile! It was like the sun on a rainy day.

I offered to drop him off but he refused. I persuaded and even begged but he would not let me.

‘You’ve done more than enough Miss Lally. It would be ungentlemanly of me to still want more’. He insisted. So I let him win.

As he said his final thank you and started walking towards the door, I knew I would regret it if I never saw him again. But just as I was about calling out to him, he stopped by the door, turned around and walked back to me.

‘Hope it’s not out of place if I asked for your number? I know we just met and it would not speak well of me but I’m willing to take that chance.’

‘It would have been out of place if you didn’t’. My mind again. ‘Of course not. It would be my pleasure’. I wrote my numbers on a piece of paper and gave it to him. ‘Those are my personal numbers’. Please do call and let me know you’ve arrived safely’. But want I actually meant was “I love your voice Jack. It is romantic. Please call me”

‘No problem Miss Laly.  And that’s mine. ’ He handed me his card.

‘Enough with the Miss. Please call me Laly’

‘Ok Miss Laly. Sorry, Laly. See you around and do have a lovely day’. He said and walked out.

THE OFFICE

I got to the office and Debby had that ‘I’m going to kill you and dance on your grave’ look.

‘The whole board has been waiting. What happened?’

‘I’ll tell you everything Miss Inquisitive. Let’s finish the interview first.’

‘And I’ll kill you if you don’t’, she said and gave me that ‘You had better not leave any juicy detail out’ look.

‘Don’t worry I will’.

I was about conducting an important interview for the company. A branch was about to be open in Canada and we needed more staff. And as the MD, I needed people who would be able to take the company to another level. People who would pay attention to details and value human lives. My parents always said that the foundation of the company is based on compassion, love and respect for human lives. They believe that everyone has the right to live their dreams. So I needed people who had the same mindset as my parents.

The interview was schedule to hold on the fifth floor and we were already late. So it wasn't a surprise the way we rushed at the elevator as if that was its last trip up. Just as the doors were about to close, someone said ‘Please hold . . .’ But it was already shut and sincerely the patience I had wasn’t well fed. But something happened when I heard the voice, my heart skipped and my palm felt sweaty. I suddenly felt a presence. I had never experienced this before. It felt strange but I loved the feeling.

‘Who was that?’ I had asked Debby.

‘Some guy. And he is hot. Like steaming hot. I would marry him straight away if he asked me’.

‘Deb!’

‘You know me’, she said and we bursted out with laughter.

Almost at the door of the hall the interview was to take place, Sid caught up to me.

‘Laly, why have you refused to take my calls or return my messages? What’s going on?’

‘Can we not do this now? As you can see I have an interview to conduct. Let's talk later’.

‘Come on Laly, you always give me an excuse each time we see’.

‘Sid, let’s talk later. Please’. Then I walked away.

For as long as I can remember, Sid has always been on my neck. He wanted us to go out but there was just something I didn’t like about him. He was a ‘me’ person. He had a good physique, cool accent and an 'ok' personality. But I still wouldn’t go out with someone that puts himself first before others. I don’t do selfish.

‘Good morning Miss Lara’, the board chorused like it was rehearsed.

‘Morning. Are all the interviewees ready?’

‘Yes Miss Lara’, Mr. Ifiok confirmed.

‘Ok, let’s have them. Remind me again. How many candidates do we have?’

‘Three ma'am. It was really hard selecting them but we had no choice than to reject others. But finally we came up with these three’.

‘How many positions do we have available?’

‘Two ma'am’.

‘So we need two, not three’.

‘Yes ma'am’

‘Glad we’re on the same page here. So, let’s do this’.

When the first candidate came in, I nearly jumped out of my skin. 'Holy cow!' It was Jack.

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IDARA: EPISODE ONE

Idara (not real name) sent us a very pathetic story and as usual she needs your help, not to take a decision but to be emotionally stable. This story is literally out of the norm. So we decided to visit and interview her ourselves. Since we started the Kiss Diary online magazine, we've not had one story told by three people before and in this manner. We're still getting more details on the issue. We want you guys to be the judge and advisers. A crew member even cried as we listened to Idara. When we're through with Idara's side of the story, we'll bring you the other sides. 

IDARA'S SIDE OF THE STORY

My name is Idara and I'm 23. I've been dating a guy for close to two years now. I've been happy in this relationship until recently. 

My sister's wedding will be coming up soon. I've been so so happy for her. We've been doing everything together to make sure this wedding stands out. As the chief bridesmaid, I've been working my butt off to make sure she didn't stress herself. And as my sister, I've gone the extra mile.

My sister is very close to my boyfriend and I saw nothing absolutely wrong with that. In fact I was even happy because we were planning for him to be a member of the family. So it wasn't out of place  that we visited my sister and her fiancé sometimes. But something happened one night.

My boyfriend and I decided to have a party in his place. And we invited our close friends. The compound was big enough so we decided to make it an outdoor thing. That night we were having a good time and I wished for nothing less. The party was going great and I was really pressed. I needed to use the restroom. I couldn't just leave that scene. But at last I had to. As his girlfriend I had a key to his apartment and so I decided to use the toilet in his bedroom.

After a few minutes, I heard voices in the bedroom. I wanted to rush out to confront whosoever that was because every visitor was suppose to use the toilet in the other rooms.  But somehow I couldn't for reasons I didn't know. As I heard the voices clearly, I froze. 

'I don't know when we'll have this opportunity again'. A male voice said.

'I know. But that won't stop us. I can't forget you. I can't just stop myself from being with you. I need you so much'. She replied. 

'Me too'. 

As they spoke, I couldn't feel my legs. My heart beat faster and I couldn't breath well. I wanted so much to open that toilet door but at the same time I couldn't find the courage to do so. At last I gathered the strength and opened the door. Lo and behold, there they were. My boyfriend and my sister. It took sometime for them to notice me and when they did, they scattered like they saw a ghost.

I couldn't say a word because words weren't just enough. The only thing I felt were the tears that flowed down my cheek. With the last strength in me, I worked out of the room, went to my car and drove off. It was around 1a.m and I had no idea whatsoever where I was going. My sister who was suppose to be getting married very soon was having sex with my boyfriend. I was suppose to marry this guy and be my sister's chief bridesmaid. I was in shock.

The scene kept playing in my mind and I cried all the way. I don't know how but I found myself in an hotel in town and stayed the night. All through the time I was driving, my phone kept ringing like hell. And I knew who it was because I had a special tone for that number. I refused picking the calls. I even switched off my phone. 

My sister and my boyfriend in a secret affair? Why? (She starts crying) 

----- TO BE CONTINUED -----

Believe me if you were there and you didn't have tears in your eyes, you certainly would not be human.

This story is certainly not over yet. Each day opens up a shocking experience. We'll bring you more on this as it unfolds. Idara's sister and boyfriend have been contacted. At first we weren't allowed access but Idara made it clear that if they don't tell her everything, she was going to go out public with their real names and pictures.

Ladies and gentlemen, we have ourselves a rare opportunity here and we're going to make sure we utilize it. Not forgetting our ultimate goal, which is mending broken relationships and helping people that are suffering emotionally. 

More will be made available as they unfold. Stay with us on this.

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INLOVE WITH MY FRIEND'S GIRLFRIEND

Hi Kiss Diary, I'm victor and I'm completely and utterly inlove with my friend's girlfriend. They've been going out for two years and are on rocky grounds. The other day it looked like they were going to split up but they're still going out, only it seems more casual. She doesn't appear to be happy with the relationship as he shows very little affection, and I have reason to believe he only wants her so he isn't alone. 

The other day, me and the girl seemed to just sorta.. click. I've always been there for her when she was having relationship troubles with my friend, but we started texting a lot about other stuff. 

I eventually let it out that I fancied her like mad, and she admitted she had similar feelings for me. 

Since then, it's been a nightmare. We've both resisted the urge to go beyond the platonic boundaries for over a week now and I'm getting very worried it's going to affect my exams, or worse, our health. 

We've been talking about it and, despite spending so long beforehand telling her she should stay with her boyfriend, I'm beginning to creep into the unwanted territory of having a secret relationship. I really, really don't want this, but then again, I want to be with her more. 

To avoid being shunned by him, and our peers, we've ruled out telling anyone else about it, but the only choices we have left are her breaking up with him and, after a few weeks, I ask him if it's okay for me to start dating her... or we stop these feelings. Being responsible for the splitting up of my friends is a position I would never have imagined i'd be in, and I hate myself for thinking about it. But the again I don't know what i'm going to do if I have to resort to the latter decision. 

Please I need to know how to go about this. Your honest advice will be grateful appreciated. Thanks 

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PREGNANCY BEFORE MARRIAGE

I'm Nene. I'm suppose to be getting married by next month. But I feel so confused.

My fiancé says I should get pregnant for him first before we get married? I thought he was joking because he's a Christian. But when he persisted, I knew it wasn't a joke. We've not had sex since we started dating. We both agreed to save it until after the wedding. But this his new decision is really confusing. I believe someone somewhere is advising him wrongly.

Should I consent to his decision and get pregnant for him before we get married? Please advice me on what to do

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WHO SHOULD I DATE?

As a lady, have you ever asked yourself this? 'Who should I date and why?' If you've not, then you should. Dating someone is like a rehearsal for the real thing, which is marriage. You can't expect to date a bad guy and automatically have a saint when you marry him. No dear.  It doesn't work that way. Same for the guys. Whatever you can't handle now, you won't be able to handle when you're married. Why? It's simple. At this moment, it's easy to break promises and make mistakes that will cause you little or nothing. And ultimately there is little commitment to consider.

A person's spirituality is the most important aspect when it comes to choosing a partner in a relationship that could possibly lead to marriage. Yes! A lot of people will try to deny the fact that a true christian brother is way better than one who doesn't personally know God. But it's true. I'm not just talking about the ones who pretend to be christians but are even worse than those who are not. I'm talking about a christian brother who is not only knowledgable about the things of the spirit but also knows how to treat a woman with enough care and respect.

A non christian may have all the money, be sexually active, very romantic, very handsome and a 'big boy'. But after all these, what's next? Is that what being in a relationship all about? Is that the core foundation? Listen to this. No matter how good you think he is, without the spirit of God in him, he's absolutely nothing.

Sometimes I hear ladies say 'He's too spiritual'. Ofcourse he should be. A man who is not spiritual is like a dead man walking. He is so limited to the now. He can't see beyond his nose. He's spiritually dead. But as important as being spiritual should be, it's also imperative to be aware of the physical things going on around you. Don't be too heavenly conscious that you become earthly useless. There is time for everything.

A girl might ask 'Why should I date a christian brother?'. I'll tell you why. Firstly, he knows that hitting a woman offends God and he won't do it. Any man that has no regard for a woman he claims to love has no regard for God. Again, a true christian brother is truthful and faithful. Bad habits like drinking and smoking won't be a problem because he knows these things offend God and he won't do them. Arguments and misunderstanding will be dealt with maturedly and biblically.

Most importantly, a true christian brother will have the spirit of God in him. And anybody with the spirit of God in him is a million times better than ten million people without the spirit of God in them. So ladies, before you look out for his physique and looks, ask yourself one question. Does he have the spirit of God in him? Or is he just a normal guy? 

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HOW DO I GET RID OF THIS?

My name is Vera (not real name). I've seen how you guys have been helping others on this page and I'm in need of your help too.

My boyfriend told me I needed to start using deodorant. That I have body odor. I was really offended but when I got home and asked my sister, she told me it’s true. Please what can I do to get rid of this? It's really embarrassing. Please I need your help urgently.

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Lara McKing: Episode One - The Encounter

As I ran out of Jack’s office, I could see my whole life crumble like a pack of cards. I knew this 'Great Wall of Lara McKing' would not be the same again. Rebuild it? It still wouldn’t be the same.

“Why didn’t he ever notice me? Why?” I said amidst tears. I could hear Debby’s voice but it lacked the power to bring me back to reality. I knew she was trying hard to console me but I was lost in pain. Lost in the darkness of loneliness that fate left me. A dungeon of abandonment. A desert of solitude. I felt so cold. So unwanted. So unloved.

‘If he wanted to cheat on me, not with Delilah’.

‘Cheat on you? Girlfriend he wasn’t even yours in the first place’.

Debby’s blunt nature was what I loved and respected about her. But it also got me mad at times. Times like now!

‘Deb, please don’t!’

‘But you know I’m being honest here. You’ve been eyeing that guy ever since he started working here. No! Before he even started working here. You had him transferred to Nigeria and still couldn’t sum up the courage to go up and tell him how you feel.’

‘But Debby you know I can’t’.

‘And you prefer to die in silence?

‘No but . . .’

‘Don’t but me. Follow your heart. Don’t worry you’ll be fine.’ With a smile she cleaned the tears off my face and gave me a hug. But hold on a sec. You know my problem and you don't even know me. That's not good Lara. Not good. 

My name's Lara McKing. A twin and the only daughter to Dr. and Dr. (Mrs.) McKing. My parents are multimillionaires. They are so wealthy that they can buy a whole city in any part of the world if they wanted to. But it wasn't always like that. My parents were so poor to the extent that the poor called us poor. They just got married and all they had was each other. It took time before they were blessed with us. And when we came, doors opened up so quickly that most people still couldn't believe the speed. Sometimes my parents headed that crusade. They were very committed christians and so it didn't come as a surprise because God can not forget his own. There's always a time for reward.

My father hates politics but he's a man of the people. So to be able to serve the people, he got into it just for that single purpose. He became famous for keeping to his vows to protect the innocent and make sure equal right and justice belongs to everybody. His enemies feared him but his people respected him. My parents were very exceptional. We grew and established the family company in almost every country in the world. My brother, Joseph, was handling the company in London. My mother had chains of businesses, both in and out of the country. She was the best wife and mother. And as for me, I was the baby of the house. I didn't get all I wanted but what I needed. Everything was provided on time.

THE ENCOUNTER

This wasn’t how I had pictured the end. And I hadn’t even started yet. Is there an end without a beginning? Like the fresh dew of the morning, that day will forever remain fresh in my mind. The very first day I met him. The day I met Jack.

Lonely and stranded, I couldn’t believe that of all tires, that particular nail found a way into mine. Looking down angrily I said to it ‘you have tried eh, clap for yourself’.

I wanted to slap the living daylight out of that tire. ‘You chose today of all days to make sure I don’t get to the office early right? But I have an appointment. This is wickedness. You're Hitler incarnate.’ I felt so frustrated I wanted to cry.

I was stranded in the middle of the road with no one willing to help. What happened to saving a Damsel in Distress? Don’t people care anymore? I had to call the office. I’m going to be spending a lot of time here.

‘Late?! That’s a first’. Debby couldn’t help sounding surprised. I knew she was.

‘Just tell the board the meeting should be shifted. I’ll be there as soon as possible’.

‘I got your back Laly’. I felt relieved. A little, though.

My mechanic was unreachable. And just then I remembered what daddy said to me before I left the house. ‘Laly I don’t feel comfortable with you in that. Use another car’. He tried all he could to make sure I didn’t use that car but as usual I won. And now I wish I had just lost this once.

‘BJ, I’m stranded. My car just got a flat tire. I don’t’ know what to do’. Joseph was my twin brother. I called him Big Joe, BJ for short. He would do anything to make sure I smiled. He was my hero. He was always there for me. Defended me and fought for me back then in school. We had a nickname back then, The JLK. Meaning, Joe and Lara McKing. Right from childhood, Joe hated seeing my friends or I maltreated. I remember they gave him a name, ‘Woman Defender’. He surpassed what I ever needed in a brother.

‘But he isn’t here’. I told myself. He’s far away in London, handling the company business. But I decided to stay here with daddy. I loved it here. It’s peaceful.

‘Laly I can’t do much from here. Call the mechanic’.

‘His number is switched off’.

‘Ok stay put. Let me see what I can do’.

‘Don’t worry, I’ll be fine. I’m not a baby anymore you know’

‘I know. But let me still send someone to pick you up’.

‘Hakuna Matata’, I said. That simply meant ‘Don’t worry. I got this.’ We say it when we don’t want the other party to be worried. Learnt it from Simba, The Lion King.

‘Ok. If you say so. But I’ll call you back in ten. Ok?’

‘Ok BJ. Later’

Out of anger and frustration, I took out the jack from the boot and walked up to the punctured tire and wondered what I should do to it. I knew what to do but for crying out load I was a lady.

‘There’s a list called “things ladies should never do” and this is definitely top on that list.’ A voice came from behind. It sounded so manly and strong but yet safe. Curiosity got the better part of me and I turned.

Dark and almost 6 feet tall. From the look on his face I would have sworn he just had a haircut. It was neatly done. He had the cutest smile. Mine felt sheepish. All I could do was stare. My eyes felt bigger because they kept popping out. I felt stupid. And did I mention he was handsome? OMG he was so handsome I felt like melting. My knees must have heard me because I suddenly felt them disappear. ‘knees, don’t fail me now. I need you’. I only wish they heard me.

Believe me I know so many expensive perfumes but his wasn’t just any type. It felt so strong but yet so soft. It activated something in my brain. I was tempted to ask him the name. But I had to hold back that thought.

The suit he wore was perfection in every sense. Just one look at it I would have sworn it was carved from his body by the gods on mount Olympus. It fitted so perfectly. He had this label on his collar, ‘Adora’. Is that his girlfriend or maybe his wife? I felt jealous that instant. I looked at his fingers and there was no ring. 'Thank heavens!' My mind again. Even his wrist watch had that same ‘Adora’ inscription on it.

This is awkward. I was already feeling jealous of someone I wasn’t even sure existed. I didn’t even know this Hercules standing before me. ‘Lara, keep it together!’ my conscience had to tame that part of me. Then something stupid but crazy happened.

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MY 'BLIND DATE'

We got a mail from a lady named Juliet and this is her story.

October 1 is suppose to be our Independence Day (proudly Nigerian) but it tuned out to be an April Fool's Day for me. Or should I say Prank Day.

My name is Juliet and I seriously I don't go much. I broke up with a guy I've been dating for 3 years. I have a crazy friend who told me point blank that if I don't go out with someone soon, she was going to do something crazy. I believed her but I wanted to see what she would do. So when October 1st came, she had me go on a blind date. She said the guy was her fiancé's friend and that I would really like him.

I wouldn't mind doing it but when I actually met the guy, behold he was actually blind. I just wanted to strangle my friend but I manage to keep my cool. But something happened. As we interacted (the blind guy and I), I discovered he wasn't born blind. He became blind due to an accident he had some months back. And judging from the way he spoke, he was really intelligent and smart. The manner at which he played with words was something that really held me spell bound.

I've gone out with him a couple number of times after that day. When my friend got to know about it, she was surprised and confused. But she advised me to follow my heart. She said she actually meant to play a prank on me but it turned out the way she didn't expect. But I don't know what I'm doing anymore.

Is this right? Should I go ahead with him? I'm just confused. Please Kiss Diary, what do I do. I'm at a cross road here.

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MY 'QUESTIONNAIRE' GIRLFRIEND

I'm Dan. My girl is always asking questions. 'Darling why is this thing like this? Darling when was the last time you called your mother? Why did the referee blow the whistle? Why didn't you hold my hands when we were crossing the road? Who is that girl in red on your phone? Why didn't you send me a text this morning? Questions upon questions. 

The most annoying one is that my answers bring up another question. And when I keep quiet, she'll say I'm ignoring her. Sometimes I just feel I should just go deaf.

Is any of my brother out there in the same boat or am I the only one suffering from this? Please how do I cope with this? I need answers fast before I loose it.


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