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I was young and madly in love with him, so that afternoon when he asked me to pose, I didn’t think twice. I posed with m...
15/07/2025

I was young and madly in love with him, so that afternoon when he asked me to pose, I didn’t think twice. I posed with my tongue out while lying naked on his chest, kraw! I stood up, turned my back. Kraw! I turned my front while my melons were doing a standing ovation. Kraw! While in action and sweaty, kraw! He took a lot of them. That wasn’t the only day he did that. There were days when I was sleeping, and he would take such photos of me unaware.

We broke up along the way. I was the one who left because I wasn’t getting enough. I had grown to know what I wanted in a man, but he wasn’t serving what I wanted, so I left the relationship. He was pained. He came crying. He wanted just one more chance, but I didn’t offer that. The whole relationship lasted for over four years—from 2006 to 2010.

As the years went by, we talked. He still wanted me. One day, I was so lonely I entertained the idea of going back to him. It had been three years since we broke up. He said he missed me. I said I missed him too. He sent some of the pictures he took of me and said, “Do you remember this day?”

I was like, “You still have them? Wow.” He responded, “How can I lose them when they are the only thing I have left of you?”

I didn’t think much of it. Now I’m married and raising kids. He has traveled outside the country but comes home every now and then. This guy still talks about wanting me back. He would send some of the pictures and still ask me, “Do you remember when we were this way?” I see it, and I’m embarrassed by how stupid I was as a child. I’ve asked him to delete them.

He tells me it’s all he has of me, and he is not ready to let go. I said, “What if someone finds them? All these years, why?” He responded, “That should tell you how deep the love goes. I’ve been protecting them with my life. If it comes out, I will die with it.”

I’m not comfortable knowing that I have such explicit content in the hands of someone I don’t have control over. I want him to delete them. I’ve begged him to. I’ve even offered money if that’s what he wanted. He laughed it off and said, “Do you think I need money more than I need you?”

I’m here desperately asking, is there a way I can have him delete them? I don’t want to do anything that would invite my husband into the conversation, so I want a low-key way to get the photos off his system. Is there a way?

BREAKING NEWS.Former President Muhammadu Buhari is dead. Died at 82.
13/07/2025

BREAKING NEWS.

Former President Muhammadu Buhari is dead. Died at 82.



I ran into my ex and his family. Very beautiful family. The woman didn't know me but once her husband smiled and shook h...
12/07/2025

I ran into my ex and his family. Very beautiful family. The woman didn't know me but once her husband smiled and shook hands with me, she also smiled and courteously lowered her head. We talked for a few seconds and I left them there. I was out waiting for Uber when my ex rushed to me asking me to give him my number.

We dated eleven years ago. When we broke up, I cut contact with him in every way. I traveled outside the country and stayed for four years and came back to use a new number. I didn't want to give him the number but he was in a rush and my Uber was also around so I mentioned it as quickly as I could. I thought I left some digits out but I was wrong.

He called and we talked. For one week straight, he called. He wanted to know where I lived and when he could come and visit. Even when I hadn't given him the green light, he was busy talking about favorite food and how we would cook it.

We met in town and he said, "Life hasn't been the same without you." I answered, "Of course, isn't that obvious? You are happily married to a beautiful woman. Look at your kids. How can life be the same?"

He said I was getting him wrong and he has been in bad situations since I left. And that he wants a new relationship with me like we used to. I said I couldn't do that because he was married. He said, "If marriage was good, then why am I chasing after you?"

He sent me money for no reason. I returned it to him. I warned I was going to block him but he keeps coming. The only reason I haven't blocked him is because I want to see how far he could go with this.

His wife has two kids but is still more beautiful than me. I saw her that day and I was even jealous that he got a better woman after he let me go. But see, he's back chasing shadows when he has light in the house. So I want to ask, what do men want from outside that they don't get from their wives on the inside?

Guys, please tell us. We want answers. If it's the faults of the wives, they're here, they'll learn so they can give you the kind of fragrance you seek from your side piece.

happy birthday to me, may the lines fall in pleasant places for you always…may God open up doors for you. Your light shi...
10/07/2025

happy birthday to me, may the lines fall in pleasant places for you always…may God open up doors for you. Your light shines always and you have good success in all you do… amen

I learnt that mothers are buying calculators for their children from primary 3. They are not helping their kids, they sh...
04/07/2025

I learnt that mothers are buying calculators for their children from primary 3. They are not helping their kids, they should allow their kids brains to stay active always. None of my children will use calculator till they get to SS1

Nigerian comedian Real Warri Pikin proudly shares photos of her growing baby bump, addressing doubts from some fans abou...
18/06/2025

Nigerian comedian Real Warri Pikin proudly shares photos of her growing baby bump, addressing doubts from some fans about the authenticity of her recently announced pregnancy.

I completed high school in 2023 and found a job as a primary school teacher. The salary wasn’t much, but I was so excite...
17/06/2025

I completed high school in 2023 and found a job as a primary school teacher. The salary wasn’t much, but I was so excited when I received my first paycheck. I gave it to my mother as a gift. To show her my appreciation for the ways she was there for me.

A few months down the line, my mother mistakenly transferred all her savings to a wrong number. I couldn’t bear to see her cry. So, I promised to pay back half of what she lost. The plan was to work and save money for school but I gave what I had saved to my mother and started my savings all over again.

Just around that time, my father’s work started suffering. He had to borrow money to pay my siblings’ school fees. I felt bad about the situation so I stepped in to cushion him from time to time. I didn’t mind supporting him at first, but soon he started demanding money from me as if it was my responsibility to help him take care of my siblings.

Today, he needs this. Tomorrow, he needs that. It was always one thing or another. “I will pay you back,” he always said. But the money never came back.

One day I had a conversation with my mother about my concerns. I hoped she would talk to him to repay my money. Instead, she told me, “He will definitely pay. And even if he doesn’t, he’ll be the one to take care of you when you go to the university.”

Maybe he would. But life doesn’t always go the way we expect. Anything can happen—either in our favour or against us.

One evening, when he returned home from work, he gave me GH¢1,000. It wasn’t even half of what he owed me but I accepted it all the same. That very day, my mother asked me to lend her the money. I knew there and then that if I allowed myself, they would completely drain me financially.

Still, I gave her the money. She paid it back months later, but not in full.

By then, the year was almost over, and I had saved nothing for school. The university admission forms came out. My mates went off to school but I couldn’t bring myself to buy the forms. I remained in the classroom teaching. All I could do was start from scratch.

At first, I thought it was the most wasted year of my life. But with time, I realised it was a year of lessons. Lessons I am determined not to learn twice.

When I opened up to a colleague at work, she told me she once faced a similar situation with her family. According to her, “After pouring all myself into them, my father didn’t help me to further my education. He told me to use the money I earned throughout the year to pay my fees. Sis, that was when I learned to choose myself.”

I never thought my family would do the same to me, but they did.

The last time my father asked me for money, I told him I didn’t have it. It was true. I didn’t. He got angry and stopped talking to me. Knowing I’d never get my money back, I told him he could keep the GH¢2,500 he owed me.

Now, I’ve started over again. But this time, I’ve set boundaries. I help when I can. But when the request is too much for me, I say no.

Now they call me stingy and selfish.

My mother once said, “I’m not sure any of us will get to enjoy your money when you make it someday.”

Those words hurt me to this day. It doesn’t change anything though. I am still prioritising myself no matter what.

She came to the spa once, and I worked on her. A woman in her late forties. She said I was good and asked how long I’d w...
16/06/2025

She came to the spa once, and I worked on her. A woman in her late forties. She said I was good and asked how long I’d worked as a masseur. I told her I had just graduated and had started the job not long ago. She said, “You’re good, and I need your service very often. Can you come to my home?”

So I got her number, and she also took mine. I didn’t hear from her again until a month later. She texted, “Are you still that guy who gives the perfect massage?”

We arranged to meet on a weekend. I thought I was going to her home, but I ended up in a hotel. She asked how old I was, and I told her twenty-five. She answered, “Perfect. You’re quite a man.”

She lay on the bed as I started working on her. Every touch, every stroke, every knead of her skin drew a response. I didn’t know how to ignore it and work, so I asked if I was doing something wrong. She said, “Yeaaa, you’re doing a lot wrong. This is where you strike while the iron is hot.”

I wasn’t sure. I was reluctant. She grabbed me and pulled me into her. It happened. Twice that day before the massage ended. She didn’t ask how much. She handed me hundred-cedi notes in a bundle. She said, “Good work. I hope we do it again very soon.”

I counted the money. GHC5,000. I gasped in bliss. I hurriedly left the premises and started making plans for when I would become rich.

It became once every weekend. I knew what was going to happen, so I prepared to give a very good show. Some days, she would send me Momo. Other times, she would give me physical cash. She never gave me less than GHC2,000. She asked me, “Don’t you think you should start your own spa?”

When I responded that I could, she said, “Let me know what you need. I will travel soon and get them for you.”

Our arrangement lasted for three months until she traveled. I gave her the list of all I needed to start a spa, and she said, “When my husband allows it, I will be back in two weeks. Otherwise, look forward to my coming in a month’s time.”

I didn’t know she was married until that day. Well, I was shocked and deflated somehow, but it didn’t shake me enough to regret what had happened. She traveled a few days later, and I didn’t hear from her again. When it became obvious that I might not see her again, I bought the university forms and enrolled. It had always been my dream to go to the university, and she made it possible.

I worked and schooled at the same time, and today, I’m in a good place in life. I’m no longer doing massage but working in the extraction industry as an administrator. I kept wondering when she was going to come or when she was going to call. Even a few weeks before my wedding, I asked myself, “What if she appears out of nowhere? Would I cheat on my wife because of her?”

I got married and now have two kids. I still wonder about her sometimes—where she is, how life is treating her, why she didn’t come back, and if everything is alright with her marriage. I don’t get the answers, but I hope she’s happy wherever she is.

15/06/2025

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15/06/2025

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It started as a son-mother relationship until it derailed into a full-blown affair. She’s older than my mother, but that...
15/06/2025

It started as a son-mother relationship until it derailed into a full-blown affair. She’s older than my mother, but that accounted for nothing. She wanted it, and I said yes to her because she promised a lot of things I couldn’t give to myself.

She would call me when she had a program outside Accra, and I would follow her. Those trips used to be fun because she gave a lot and paid a lot so I could dress like a man fit for her purpose.

When it came to intimacy, she called the tunes because, of course, she paid the piper. She was like a teenager, judging from the things she wanted done to her. Sometimes we would watch P-movies together, and she would pick what she wanted done to her, and I would deliver just that. When I got her overly satisfied, she gave to me bountifully.

I’m a young man and couldn’t do this as a job forever, so I strived and got a job, which she vehemently opposed. I promised her the job wouldn’t take anything away from us and that I would be available whenever she needed me. Because of this promise I made her, she started making crazy demands.

She knew very well I would go to work in the morning, but this woman would call me at dawn and ask me to come home because she had cravings. She made the whole thing look like a job that had lost its excitement, but I’d grown to like her, so I stayed at her beck and call while working at my new job.

I was late for work, asked for permission from work often, and faked sickness to stay home just to be with this woman. I did all that because, regardless of everything, I’d come to love her as a person. I mean, I’d become emotionally attached to her. She stopped giving me money like she used to, but I didn’t complain. Even when she didn’t give me anything at the end of the month, I still kept quiet and delivered her wishes.

Out of nowhere, this woman got herself a driver—a young, well-built guy who shouldn’t have anything to do with being a driver to an old woman. A lot of things changed, even to the extent that this woman didn’t call me for a whole week. When I confronted her, she told me she had been busy. I said, “Is it because of that guy you call a driver?” She asked, “Are you jealous?”

She denied the affair until she eventually came out. The guy was there. I was there. She said, “You already know what’s going on, so I won’t pretend. This guy (pointing at the driver) doesn’t have a problem, but I don’t know about you. I want the two of you together. He’s your age mate, so it should be easy for the two of you to form a team both outside and inside the bedroom with me.”

Every bit of respect I had for her jumped out of the window. I told her no, and the fact that the guy was present when she made the request made me even angrier. I left, deleted her number, and she hasn’t called me since that encounter.

Thinking about it makes me feel used and discarded. A girl should have done this to me, but an old woman? But on the other hand, I’m happy I’ve been able to walk out of her snares.

These few weeks I’ve lived life without her, I’ve seen a lot of improvement. I go to work early, I give my best, and I’ve never had a reason to lie to my employers. Again, I’m happy I’m not going to be doing those crazy styles she requested from me. I don’t think I will even give that to my girlfriend. I’ve given myself closure from everything so I can forgive myself and work toward a sacred goal, like every sane man my age would work toward.

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