Facebook baby episode 16

Facebook baby Episode 16
SPILL OUT FROM THE DIARY
I was tidying my mother’s room one day when I came across her old diary. Out of curiosity, I glanced through and was surprise to see my name in her diary in a year that I didn’t exist. I became more curious. Had my mother planned to name me ” Jeff” long before I was born?
I flipped the pages of the diary and saw a small autobiography.
It read ” Jeff brought so much pain into my life. He abandoned me after our sweet moment. I regretted the day I met him on Facebook.”
I put the pieces together and realise the “Jeff” in the diary must have been my father. My mum met him on Facebook. That’s why she hated Facebook so much. She named me “Jeffrey Junior” in order to keep my father’s memory. She must have loved him so much.
I realised I was a Facebook Baby the product of their brief relationsh¡p. I grew more curious. How did my father look like?
There was something about Creamy Mama’s ex-husband’s photograph that fascinated me. Everyday, I will look at his photograph and wondered how come I resembled him that much. Something else happened that reinforced my conviction about the man I kept seeing in the photograph. My phone had developed a problem and I asked my mum if I can use her phone. She was hesitant at first but eventually gave the phone to me with a strict warning not to go to Facebook.
I took the phone and did the research I wanted to do. I could have returned the phone to her but something told me to try and log into her Facebook account and checked her own Facebook history. Why did she fear Facebook that much. I did a lot of trys and errors but couldn’t get her password.
Something in me keep telling me I was related to the man in the photo. I then remembered it was the same man I saw in my dream who wanted to shot me. Something told me to use my name “Jeff” as her password.
I tried it and it worked. I logged into her Facebook account and browse through her chat history 23 years ago and BAM!
I saw the ” Jeff ” mentioned by my mother in her diary. I matched it with the photograph of Creamy Mama’s ex-husband. BINGO!!!!!
It matched. Jeff is the same as Clifford. The puzzle made sense to me now. Jeff was Clifford’s screen name on Facebook. He hide under it to deceive girls. Eventually, he married Creamy Mama, gave birth to juicy Candy and Queenzy. Yes, Creamy Mama was Nneka, Juicy Candy was Valentina and Queenzy was Kyla. Then I realized I committed a grave taboo by sleeping with my Father’s Ex-wife
and two of my half sisters because of Facebook. Despite this discovery, I pretended and asked my mum about my father once again. As if she knew I knew something about my father, she began narrating her past story with my Father to me.
{CAROLINE’S POV}
I know the time had come for me to tell Jeffery Junior, the Circ-mstan
ces surrounding his birth and the truth about his father. I told him How I met his father on Facebook 23 years ago and he deceived me then that his name was Jeffery Yeboah.
I also told him how we met at Paradise Beach resort where I got pregnant and eventually gave birth to him.
I said, ” Your father disappeared into thin air when I was pregnant with you. It was five years later that we met again in a plane when I was travelling to London. He was also traveling then to meet Melania his white girlfriend.
I took him to Social Welfare but he managed to inveigle them and escape. I don’t know where he is now, son.”
My son was moved to tears. He said, “I think I know where he is”
“How could you know?” I asked highly surprised. Then he dropped a bombshell. I met his Ex – wife!!!
“What!!?” How?
He confessed to me how he met his half sisters and his father’s ex wife a.k.a creamy mama on Facebook.
Out of shock I asked how he knew that creamy mama’s ex-husband was his father. He said he resem
bled him and showed me a picture he stoled from creamy mama’s album. When I gazed at the photograph, I was stunned. Surely the man in the picture was Jeff…Sorry….Clifford Mensah, my son’s father. He even said his father Clifford was the Chancellor of Meridian University. My son had found his father after 23 years.
MY SUGAR MUMMY
[ JJ’s POV]
On friday morning, I was Face
booking as usual when I met a woman. She will be around 40 years old. I sent her a friendly request and she accepted it. All I was interested in was to see her and have some casual fun. I heard the sugar mummies take good care of their lovers.
The young ladies were becoming boring and too demanding. Let me try the “bigger, more experienced
and mature fishes.” So it was a rare opportunity for me when I finally met My sugar mummy. She told me her real name but said she preferred to be called ” Creamy-Mama or “C- mama.”
Creamy-Mama told me to follow her into her car. In her car, she kept toying with my laps at interval whenever we discussed something funny. We had series of discussion.
Through our chat I got to know she was married for 10 years and divorced for 6 years. I didn’t asked her the cause of her divorce. On the way, she passed through the shopping mall and bought me lot of clothes and other redundancies I honestly didn’t really need.
“Chaiii, I don turn playboy abi”
We arrived at her house around 7.30 P.m. I was watching TV in her sitting room when I heard Creamy Mama’s voice telling me, “ohhh God!!!. I’m feeling hot. J-boy
I need to take my bath urgently.”
She went into the bathhouse. The sound of the water splashing kept giving me an “internal pressure.”
Few minutes later, she called me to bring her her towel.
I was amazed but said , “Ok,
C-mama, I’m coming right away.”
I got to the entrance of the wash
room and knocked. “Come in” she replied. I was shy. I had never seen
the uncladness of a fully mature lady like my mother’s size before. Gathering courage, I entered the washroom while holding her towel.
I froze there for more than five minutes.
My dear reader. Nawaooo.
When I finally woke from my confusion, C-mama was bathing me like a 4 year old boy. After that she held my hand and took me into the bedroom. She sat on her bed with a white towel around her bosom running to her th-gh and another white towel on her head.
Creamy – Mama looked s€×ier after the bath. The upper part of her bosom heavily weighed on her towel. She told me to sit beside her on the bed. I kept gazing her smooth complexion, s₱0tless th-gh and her protruding bosom.
The water drops on her skin enhanced her pulchritude. She applied some pommade on her face while I looked on.
The more I glanced at her, the more my s€×citement intensified. Each time I raised my eyes to look at her, I would noticed her staring at me also.
“Dear, don’t be shy of me. I’m not your mother.” She said, “My back is aching seriously. Come and help me with a m-ssage! She gave me a hot ointment and lied flat on her chest with her back facing the ceiling underneath her towel. I m-ssaged her back until she reached the apogee of excitement.
I offered a little s€×ual prayer ” “Lord, let me fill this s€×y vessel with the abundance of my love.”
She fed me like a baby s-cking her mother’s br-ast. I did exactly that. Her br-ast seemed to become a feeding bottle in my mouth.
At that point, I knew there was no turning back. I was lost in ecstacy and we paired like two blue – tooth devices. For the first time , I had a feel of a woman old enough to give birth to me, I woman I found on Facebook.
After that night we had other hot buzzling s€× parked nights in her chamber.
One day ,She showed me her ex-husband and her children.
I recognized her children imme
diately. Juicy Candy and Queenzy. I also realised these names were mere screen or username names. Out of curiosity, I asked her of their real names. The names she mentioned to me sent me back to the dream I had some six months ago. I realised the names of the girls in my dream were the same as the names she mentioned to me. I also realised I was sleeping with mother and daughters. Surely, that is a taboo. I decided to break my relationsh¡p with Creamy Mama. My mother warned me, “DON’T BE LIKE YOUR FATHER.” I stole a photograph of Creamy- Mama’s ex-husband from her album. Then I left. That was the end of my relationsh¡p with Creamy Mama.
Tbc