Eclipse of a Virgin Five by prince Joe.

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ECLIPSE OF A VIRGIN
CHAPTER FIVE


Immediately florence moved closer to chika, she grabbed his penis and kissed him on his cheek. Chika got frozed, even the air was frozed. Florence couldn't hold it still, as sh was about pulling his trouser; chika pushed her unknowingly to the wall. Florence felt the effectiveness of the push, she wasn't injured though, but to put chika on a phobia, she pretend like she was dead. Immediately, chika rushed her to a nearby hospital;there she was given proper attention.The nurses gave her a lot of drugs, injection and drips. Though she was not what people thought she was, just a pretence.

After few hours, chika was allowed to see her, just for few minutes. The cloud was cold and Changing, all went dark at once. The power had went off ,everyone became fearful, noises from each corners, matter became worse when florence used the opportunity to tempt chika for sex. At the room, they both went deep in romance, kissing, going deep to pulling off chika's button, down to his trouser. Suddenly, chika gain consciousness.

"Stop! I can't do this".Chika said weakly.

"No, just once now, I promise not to ask again".florence said with tempting voice.

After some hours  struggling to have sex:a nurse entered.

"Jésú! What's this you're doing?".Nurse shade asked confidently.

Immediately, they splitted, chika was breathing heavily, looking at florence  awfully. Thinking of hurting her hard, but he calm. Florence stood up and walked inside the toilet, just to make an excuse :to leave the scene.

"You no get shame, oga. Why you dey squeeze a whole woman inside this hospital?".Nurse shade said. Scrolling around with her eyes.

"It wasn't my fault, I wasn't trying to do anything funny".Chika declared.

Nurse shade left with an ignorance hiss, while chika mind tightened up. He had vowed not to have sex with any other ladies except amaka. But now, she's no where to be found. It seems all hope are lost. After few minutes, chika heard a loud voice screaming inside the toilet florence entered.

"What's is that, are you alright?".Chika said suspiciously.

As he moved closer to open the toilet. She met florence bleeding, she actually fell from the bathe, she seems fragile, even a first class bleacher. Chika felt if this girl isn't playing on his intelligent again; As she had done before, Pretending like a dead being.

"Please, help me, don't let me die". Florence said. Breathing heavily.

She seems not close to tears, but close to death. Chika immediately, carried her and dropped her on bed. Then he left with no look of care at all. He was now desperate than before, when he was forming meekness. He didn't even greet anyone, he was just walking like his leg never touch the ground.


To be continued...

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