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Hello people. My name is Kunle Omope, let me tell you a story.

He lay in bed with his back turned to her.
He vowed never to let her take advantage of him again. Never! She had cost him his sleep and peace of mind.

She was so demanding…so selfish. Always wanting him to turn her on…to touch her…to give her all of his time…to take him away from his family. He promised himself that it was going to stop!

His mind was made up. He must ignore her if he was going to keep his life from being ruined.

The room was dark and although he had his back turned to her, the temptation was strong and overwhelming.

But she was quiet, which made him somewhat glad that his plan was working out. His freedom was near.

Again he wondered aloud,

“How could I have let her trap me in the first place?”

“Was it her ever beautiful makeup?”

“Could it be the sexy way she sang?”

“Or was it because it felt good to have her in my grip?”

“Nothing should trap a man”, he whispered to himself.

Then his eyes gradually closed. Finally, he was feeling sleepy. Joy filled his heart.
The mere thought that he could sleep off beside her without touching her assured him that he was finally free from her wiles and seduction.

Soon, he heard himself snore. He was winning…or was he really?

She beeped once, then twice…then thrice.
He rolled over, picked her up and ran his hungry fingers all over her body and face.

For the hundredth time, he broke his resolve, and fell in love with his phone, his lover, all over again.

The end.