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| The Jolly Ride To Hell - By Benedict Chidiele |
"L
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eave
me alone! Let me go!" Nkechi shouted at the top of her voice. Her fear
caused her to perspire beyond control; she was almost drenched in her own sweat.
She could sense the gloom of the Grim Reaper about to snatch the life away from
her. "Please, go away! Leave me alone, Bode, please!"
But Bode was resolute. I must have my way, he thought. It's about time.
Without
wasting time he had begun to rip her clothes off her body. He was savage about
it. There was to be no mercy. His sharp claws cut deep into her supple skin in
the process of laying her body bare and naked for his schemes and lascivious
desires.
