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<div class="text-justify">No matter how close we are to people, there would be a time of conflict. I've been opportune to serve as a mediator in a conflict that would have torn a family apart. And you know what, I was a teenager at that time. I believe I just happened to be the marriage saviour and I did all I did without knowing the outcome would be surprising</div>
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<div class="text-justify">Daddy okiki and his wife live close to our house and I was like a friend to the man. You know when a grown-up man has a young lad as a friend. It's never a big deal. The man would tell me almost all his secrets because he knew I don't have loose lips. He would explain why he detests his wife and how a young girl he was having affair with treats her sexually. His marriage was torn apart. He beats his wife often. Sometimes, he won't come home for days because the fight was becoming something else</div>
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<div class="text-justify">He took solace outside his marriage and gave his all to the girl outside. His wife cries always and complained about how her husband was treating her. As a young boy of 17 years, I didn't know what to do but to console her and talk to her husband to turn a new leaf but all my words turns to his deaf ears</div>
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<div class="text-justify">Then I remembered everything her husband told me about her. How poor her cooking is and how poor she is in bed compared to the young girl. I then decided to pull a nasty stunt</div>

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<div class="text-justify">For days, I taught her how to prepare stew and make his husband delicacy "Amala" without lumps which she became perfect at. I also told her to give him a blow job when they are having a nice time and also scream and to let her husband know she's enjoying him. Sorry I'm getting nasty but that was what I did for real having heard the complaints from her husband about why he prefers staying out</div>
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<div class="text-justify">The day her husband came home, she performed the magic and behold, the man explained everything to me not knowing I was the one that taught her the tricks. He was happy. He constructed some sentences in my language that made me laugh endlessly. He enjoyed the food and the sex</div>
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Before she would sleep like a log of wood
but only God knows what changed her. She cooks well too now. As he talked, I was amused. I never believed it could work. I just tried that based on what I heard and the family became balanced again</div>
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<div class="text-justify">Each time I remember this story, I smile. I don't know the  whereabout of the family today. Maybe they are talking about me as I'm writing this, who knows?

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