Sunday 28 April 2013

5 Signs You’re Her Backup Guy

We define the “backup guy” as a guy who is more than a friend, but less than a boyfriend. He’s the safe, terrifically nice guy who’s always surrounded by women that complain to him about the cold-hearted losers they’re dating. He’s the boyfriend substitute women call upon when all other options vanish. He’s always surrounded by women who want to date someone just like him– except they won’t date him, for whatever reason.

The following 5 signs are all giveaways that you’ve fallen into the “backup guy” trap. With a quick perusal of the list below, you should be in a good position to decipher when to continue your pursuit and when to walk away with your dignity intact.

1. She rarely return your calls

If a girl is attracted to you, she should be calling you at least once for every three times you call her. However, if you don’t hear from her for weeks or months at a time, and all of a sudden she wants to hang out, take it as she’s just bored or is between boyfriends and there’s no one else to call.

2. She regularly cancels at the last minute

It is certainly fair to cancel plans occasionally for a legitimate reason, but if she flakes on you consistently and doesn’t try to be flexible with her schedule to free up time for you, it shows that she holds little respect for you at and that she doesn’t want to commit in case something better comes up.

3. She teases you along with the simple intention of keeping you around

She romantically teases you along with things like “accidental” kisses with the simple intention of keeping you around so you’ll always be there to rescue her. She even allows you to sleep in her bed so she can talk to you all night long about her feelings.

4. She tells you what a great boyfriend you’d be… for some lucky girl

This is basically like saying “you have all the qualities I’m supposed to want in a guy, but for some reason I find you sexually repulsive.”

5. She talks about other guys while you are with her

She asks you for advice about different men she’s attracted to and constantly tells you about all her problems with them. When a woman you’re interested in becomes comfortable enough to openly talk to you about all her problems with other men and asks you for advice about the guys she’s attracted to, she doesn’t see you as a potential lover–You’re in the FRIEND ZONE.

The Hands-Free Orgasm

Orgasms can be mysterious, mind-blowing, lengthy,elusive or—as we just learned—hands-free.
From Em & Lo comes the tale of a college freshman who attends a "How To Have A Genderless Orgasm" workshop in lieu of his art history class. Led by Barbara Carrellas, author of Urban Tantra: Sacred Sex for the Twenty-first Century, the students go through breathing, muscle-contracting and chakra-balancing exercises to reach climax.
"When the instructor gives the command, we’re to breathe 30 quick breaths in unison — it’s an individual exercise, yet we’re working as a group to achieve "orgasm." Heavy breathing, chests heaving, students moaning. Even the normally taciturn ones are sighing audibly. A tingling sensation starts in my lower belly and seems to travel up into my head (like, the head head, where my brain is). The music becomes a loud and powerful tribal chant. People begin to curl over into the fetal position. Climax is achieved!"
Orgasm without sex or masturbation? The mind is a powerful beast, indeed. As the blogger describes, the sensation wasn't exactly like the orgasms he's experienced before: "If this is an orgasm, it’s the strangest one I have ever had. (I’m not entirely convinced)." But, the post-climax serenity he experiences is unlike anything he's ever felt. True to Tantra, the goal of the "genderless orgasm" (for men) is not ejaculation but harnessing and getting pleasure from the body-connecting-with-Earth energy.
Extending or enhancing orgasm seems to be on many a short list; and using the power of the mind and breathing exercises, a G-spot shot or—gulp—Orajel and two condoms, are just some of the ways people are doing it.

Men!!! ....What Your Woman Secretly Wants In Bed

Sexual satisfaction is constantly addressed by magazines and sex columns in an attempt to answer the elusive question, "What do women want in bed?" So what doesyour woman really want in bed? Besides deep intimacy,romance, and maybe an exciting new position to try, what she truly desires is a connection with you — her man.

Step 1: Be Confident

When a woman is quiet or seems dissatisfied, a man often looks to himself, wondering if he's lacking technique or not doing enough to please his partner. A man may expect to hear those moans of passion and see his woman lose herself. If this level of intensity is missing, he may wonder, what's wrong?
The truth about what women want in bed lies less in technique and more in attitude. She craves your confidence. A woman doesn't expect a man to be a mind reader, but rather to be curious bout every detail of her body and eager to explore it. She wants a take-charge kind of guy who's neither shy nor timid about his need to completely ravage every bit of her.
As sex educators, we teach women the very same thing. We encourage women to take charge of their sex lives by communicating their wants and needs to their partners. Through communication, we remind them, they're much more likely to get their needs met. If a woman is more confident, the theory holds, he's likely to feed off of her confidence.
Part 2: Don't Rush Things — Enjoy The Ride
In reality, many men are often focused on the end goal:orgasm. Rushing to get to the climax like they're in a race, they often forget to be present and in the moment. Most women will grow bored of this. I'm not saying women don't like a quickie every now and then, but this approach will eventually kill the enjoyment of sex. And often, this betrays a lack of confidence in the man. A woman's intuition kicks in.
A woman wants to feel that she's in the hands of a stable, secure, present and focused man — not a guy who's racing to the finish line. This kind of juveline behavior leaves her feeling like less than a woman. There's also a lot of truth to all the hype about foreplay. Foreplay has less to do with specific sex acts, like kissing or oral sex, and much more to do with romance. The key to good foreplay is to relish every second of the experience, to be a little selfish (yes, selfish) but also present in the moment — and not rushing through it.
True foreplay includes inhaling her scent and touching every part of her body with your hands and mouth. True foreplay includes kissing lips, necks, ears and more. It involves undressing her, slowly enough, but not too slow, with just the right amount of force. Foreplay includes touching parts of her body you don't normally touch, inner thighs, lower stomach — and excluding the vagina until the very last moment. Touching close — but not right away — adds an element of tease to the act too. Massaging the feet while kissing her, touching her legs and thighs with passionate squeezes — all the while being focused and present.
In the end, confidence is key, not just in the way a man carries himself, but also in the way he makes her feel — like she's in the hands of someone who knows what he wants, knows what he's doing and gives her the security she needs to completely surrender. Bringing this to the bedroom can unleash her inner vixen. If she feels safe and secure, she is more likely to let her wild side come out too.

Mashonda Responds to Alicia Keys over Husband Snatching Saga

Mashonda, the ex-wife of music producer Swizz Beatz, has responded to statements made by Alicia Keys who insists Swizz was a single man before she offered up her body to him.

Normally I don’t waste my time with drama between messy divas, but I take care to remember that my readers might be interested in this ongoing drama.

Mashonda recently sat down with Global Grind to give her response to Keys’ statement:

What was your initial reaction when you caught wind of Alicia’s JET Magazine interview?
“Not much surprises me anymore when it comes to this situation. I truly thought that everyone’s priority was the well being of the children involved. I don’t see the sense in throwing oil on a fire, it just takes us back to point A. The Jet interview just added insult to injury. I can’t figure out how this makes us better. How is it a positive, humanitarian gesture? But artists must protect their reputation and I get that.”
In the interview Alicia Keys says “…[They] were apart for some time before we ever got together…that doesn’t matter to those who take pleasure in trying to knock others down…there’s no need to fight what’s not true…”

Did you feel like this was a indirect stab at your open letter?
“There have been many stabs and shots taken, thankfully they don’t bother me the way they used to. I’ve never lied about one thing involving the demise of my marriage. No, we were not “apart” or separated, and that’s just a fact that can be proven in many ways. Blessings have a way of disguising themselves. This situation has helped me to understand life and what really matters.”

Stella Damasus writes an open letter to Haters and Bloggers

Stella Damasus celebrates her birthday in NewYork
I have been trending for the past two days now. Day one was about people wishing me well and praying for me on my birthday. Day two is now filled with gossip, scandals and all sorts, but that is as far as the so called journalists and bloggers are concerned. As far as I am concerned I had a blast on my birthday and I will not allow other human beings steal my joy regardless.

I choose to enjoy my life because I know I deserve it. Nobody went through my own trying times with me and I did not go through any with others.

When God decides to bless me, turn my mourning to dancing, turn my tears to laughter and turn my anger to happiness, no man on earth can change it or spoil it.

Truth is, I laughed when I saw some of the blogs and websites quoting and saying things they know absolutely nothing about. Writing things they have heard without concrete evidence, ghosts that cannot show their faces and ask direct questions. But they believe and think that they can wake up one day and decide people’s fate and destiny. Unfortunately they are made to feel important because people hate to read positive things and achievements, but give them juicy gossip and all of a sudden you become the most popular writer who has gist on everybody.

I realized that when I write blogs and articles about important information, encouragement, education and positive things, only twenty percent out of a hundred actually read it and leave comments. The other eighty percent jump at the gossip and scandals and then start to ask me stupid questions. These are people who have not communicated with me in ages but all of a sudden they feel the need to profess undying friendship and a listening ear. The fact that they believe I have the time or energy to respond to the most trivial issues baffles me.

Let me repeat myself in case some of these people missed it. “I really do not care what you say or write, the truth is who God has blessed no man can curse” , and if you believe that trying to turn a wonderful birthday into a global gossip game will make me feel bad then I am so sorry this Stella is not as stupid as you think”

5 Best Morning Sex Positions

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I had amazing sex with lover in the rain but he has a wife

I'm so in love I had sex in the rain and it felt like the world was on fire but I’m crushed when my lover has to go back to his wife.
I’m 17 and I’m doing travel and tourism at college. I love my course and I’ve made some good friends but I met this guy at a party two months ago. I knew him by sight as he’s kind of a family friend. He’s 31, married and drinks with my brother sometimes.

Our eyes met as he walked in the room. He came over and flirted like mad. I could tell he didn’t recognise me. He’d had a few drinks and said I was sexy and gorgeous. “Shame you’re married!” I said.
I told him my name and he looked pretty awkward at first. Then he smiled and said, “Can you keep secrets?” He said things were ‘tricky’ at home and he wanted to see me again.
We swapped numbers and started this crazy affair. At first it was just sexy phone calls and texts but then it began to get real. He sends me a text when he’s free and parks down the road from my house. We go for a drive and find somewhere quiet to have sex.
If it’s wet we have sex in his car but last time it started off sunny so we were lying on some grass, then it started to rain really hard. It felt so amazing I just laughed when we got to the end and I found myself drenched to the skin.
He’s the best thing that’s happened to me and he says that he’ll work something out – but I’m scared that I’m going to get hurt.

Unemployed-Graduate Stabs Self To Death In Lagos

Late Chidike

Residents of Wole Madariola Street, Aguda, Surulere, Lagos have been asking questions about what pushed Chidike Oyeka, a graduate of Madonna University, Anambra, to stab himself repeatedly thereby taking his own life.

PUNCH Metro learnt that the Chidike on April 19, 2013, took a kitchen knife and stabbed himself repeatedly until his intestines were disembowelled.

Our correspondent, who visited his parents’ home where the incident occurred, learnt that the victim recently concluded his National Youth Service Corps programme.

A relative, who wished to remain anonymous, said the 25-year-old had been depressed for some time.

She said, “He did his NYSC in Delta State and only returned in February. Upon returning, he started to act strangely and we noticed that he was no longer sociable. Most times he would sit at a corner by himself and when we asked him what was wrong, he would say he was not happy.

“When the symptom became persistent, his parents took him to a hospital but nothing was discovered to be wrong with him, so we took him back home and continued to monitor him.”

Narrating what transpired on the day the victim died, the relative said it happened after everyone had gone to sleep.

She said he went into the kitchen, took a kitchen knife and stabbed himself three times.

She said, “I do not know the time it happened exactly but everyone had gone to bed while he stayed in the parlour. Around midnight, he was found lying in a pool of blood and the knife soaked in blood.

“His intestines were on the floor as well. From what we deduced, he stabbed himself three times without screaming because no one heard any noise. At daybreak, we went to Aguda Police Station to report the matter.”

A neighbour, who craved anonymity, said the deceased had once complained that one of the reasons why he was unhappy wasthat he was unemployed.

He said people advised him to be patient since he had only just completed his NYSC.

Our correspondent, who visited the parents’ home on Sunday, saw residents coming in droves to console the family particularly the victim’s mother.

Another resident, while consoling the deceased’s parents, said the family should have taken him to see a psychologist instead of a general medical practitioner when he complained of depression.

Mrs. Oyeka however said the circumstance surrounding her son’s death was metaphysical. She said she had left the matter to God but was pained that all her struggles to bring up her son were in vain.

“He was my first born and we did all to make him happy but sadly he took his own life. We counseled him on numerous occasions but this did not prevent him from committing suicide.

“I do not think someone can stab himself to death except he is under spell. I leave everything to God because He knows best.”

Meanwhile, it was learnt that the deceased would be buried on Thursday.

When contacted on the telephone, the acting spokesperson for the state police command, Damascus Ozoani, said the matter could not yet be classified as suicide until autopsy was concluded.

“Although the family claimed he killed himself, the police will have to do their own independent investigation to ascertain what really happened. We will wait for the outcome of the autopsy and this will determine our next line of action,” he said

Sex Or Housework: Which Is Worse?

If sex with your significant other feels like a chore, buck up; help is on the way.
Even the best couples experience bumps in the road. Sex becomes routine, and sometimes, it even feels like a chore. This phenomenon is completely normal in a long-term relationship, and shouldn't be cause for major concern. Rather, if this happens to you, take the opportunity to introduce some excitement and novelty into the bedroom. Here's how:
1. Commit a random act of romance. Better sex starts with the little things. Intimacy outside the bedroom — like holding hands and a quick kiss — are key to a loving, intimate sex life inside the bedroom. Never assume your partner knows how much you love him. Leave him a note or send "just because" flowers.
2. Play "hot" hookie. Go on a date day. Call in sick, drop the kids off at school and have lunch with a glass of wine or two. Or, go to a romantic afternoon movie and act like teenagers again. Later, make sure to take your midday "foreplay" straight to the bedroom.
3. Fantasize. Tell you partner you had a sexy dream last night with him in it. It's flattering, and sure to rev up your partner's romantic engine and make your dreams a reality. 
4. Switch it up. Try a new position, new location or experiment with a sex toy like the We-Vibe 3. Unlike other vibrators, the We-Vibe 3's unique C-shape has been designed for wear during intercourse maximize pleasure for both partners. Think your guy might be intimidated by a vibrator? Think again! According to an Indiana University study, 41 percent of women have used a vibrator with their partners.

Rihanna burning it gradually .....!

Rihana burning it gradually
Rihanna posted a pic of herself getting 'lean' while smoking what appears to be a joint to celebrate International Marijuana day.

Do You See Anything Wrong With This Pic

Gwyneth Paltrow
Gwyneth Paltrow justified why she was voted 'The most beautiful woman in the world' recently with her Antonio Berardi optical illusion dress at the Iron Man 3 premiere in LA yesterday.She must be a brave woman to go knickerless on the red carpet

Four Female Prisoners Impregnates By Fellow Guards

Gangster Tavon White
Federal authorities have indicted multiple corrections officers and gang members at the Baltimore City Detention Center, alleging that the Black Guerilla Family gang had control of the facility. "This is my jail," suspected gang leader Tavon "Bulldog" White said on an intercepted phone call. "I'm dead serious... I make every final call in this jail... and nothing go past me, everything come to me."

Many details have started to emerge about White's reign over the jail, fellow inmates and (disturbingly) the guards. According to reports, White was sexually involved with a number of Baltimore's guards, but that's not all, four were allegedly pregnant by him, and two had his name tattooed on their bodies.

A cabal of corrupt corrections officers and members of the Black Guerrilla Family gang enjoyed nearly free rein inside the Baltimore City Detention Center, federal authorities allege, smuggling drugs and cellphones into the jail and having intimate relationships that left four guards pregnant.

An indictment unsealed Tuesday names 25 people — including 13 women working as corrections officers — who face racketeering and drug charges. Twenty of the accused also face money-laundering charges.

It alleges that Tavon White, an inmate known as "Bulldog," took control of the prison gang soon after his arrival in 2009 on an attempted-murder charge.

White appeared in Baltimore City Circuit Court Wednesday on that charge, hustled into a court room under heavy guard by state and federal officers. His case was postponed until this summer.

Creston P. Smith, White's attorney in the state case, said he knew nothing about the federal allegations.

But in the documents unsealed Tuesday, White is accused of building a network of corruption inside of the jail that both enabled a smuggling operation and allowed White to manage gang activity on the city streets.

Man Slashes Women's Tyres so he can hit on them

A 25 year-old Japanese man confessed this week to slashing as many as 1,000 tires in a bizarre, yet apparently successful scheme to pick up female drivers.

Yoshihito Harada was asked in court about the allegations that he would regularly poke holes in the tires of parked cars so he would have a reason to approach their female owners and hit on them.

“It’s true, I did it,” Harada reportedly responded.

When the women returned to their cars from the supermarket, Harada would approach, calling out, “Looks like you’ve got a flat. Let me fix it for you.” While changing the tire he would strike up a conversation with the women and exchange phone numbers with them. One woman who fell victim to Harada’s scheme told a female friend of hers, “I recently got a flat and a man offered to change it for me.” Upon hearing the story the friend exclaimed, “The same thing happened to me!” Suspecting a scam, the women reported the matter to police who launched an investigation.

Though Harada’s charges only pertain to a series of five incidents which took place outside various supermarkets between April 2011 and December 2012, Harada’s lawyer appeared to claim that his client may have slashed over 1,000 tires before being caught.

How many times did he get to smash? We need more data before we can determine if he was a creepy perv or a genius.

Photo Of The Day

What Is She Doing ooooo!

Friday 26 April 2013

How BlackBerry Ruined My Life

I hear this is a true life story. It's very touching. Read and learn from it:
I became addicted to my blackberry and also my social media applications, and since I had constant access, I quickly gained enough followers, and especially guys, mostly because I had a lot of erotic pictures on my timeline, I was popular. Finally I felt I was the main girl, everyone wanted to follow me...
My name is Chinwe, I am 26 years old, I never graduated from the university, simply bcos I was stupid and careless, on my 24th birthday, I received a nice gift, it was a blackberry phone, I always wanted one, it was like a right of passage, my ex-boyfriend got it for me, he was a student like me, didn’t have a job, and I really never cared to ask as he could afford it, my concern at that point was, yes I had finally arrived.

Other girls in my hostel had blackberries and I would always get pissed when I heard sounds of pings and messages coming into their phones at all hours and I would stare at my Nokia phone and wish I could throw it away, but half bread they say is better than none. I hoped and even fasted to get a blackberry phone, but looking back now, if I had the opportunity, I’d have a landline with no internet activity what so ever.

Anyway I got the blackberry phone and even got free BIS subscription, at that moment my life was complete, no more going to the cyber cafes to check my emails, my face-book or twitter, I had it all at my finger tips, life indeed was complete, or so I thought.

I didn’t care if it was virtual, it felt good, checking out my profile and having well over 8,000 followers, more than half of which were guys, but one particular guy caught my attention, till this day I don’t know what made him stand out, but we got chatty, he sent me direct messages and I replied, he was quiet a gentleman , and I can’t remember him ever asking for a nudè picture unlike the rest of them, so this made me comfortable with him, his name was Tobi, he said he was a doctor , I didn’t have any cause to doubt him, he had extensive knowledge and even gave me some medical advice from time to time, we eventually moved from twitter to blackberry chat, we chatted all the time, I got so comfortable with him, I gave him my number, and that would come to be the biggest mistake I ever made.

Tobi called me every day, some days he called more than once, at night he would call and I would lay on my bed and have phone sèx with him, his voice was so soothing, he made me do things I never thought possible, he had gained so much access into my head, I realized later I had done some very sick and twisted things just to please him, I would take nudè pictures of myself, I would send him videos of me touching myself in private, and send him voice notes of me making moaning sounds and simulating orgàsms, and all this while we had not met, not face to face at least, eventually I played into his hands, I began pestering to meet him in person, at this point I had lost my mind, I assumed I was in-love with him, and when my boyfriend at the time broke up with me, I really welcomed it, for me it meant no more sneaking around.

Tobi eventually agreed to come to Lagos to meet me, all this while he had made me to believe he was in Calabar, and would take time off work to spend a weekend with me in Lagos, when I heard this I was excited, he told me to book a reservation for him, stating he would pay me back as soon as he arrived and also he said it would make him more committed to the visit and would convince him of my seriousness, I bought it all, he was smart, he was cunning, and I was stupid, oh how stupid I was. The funny thing was I had sent him tons of pictures, and all I had was just one picture of him, and whenever I asked he would claim he wanted to be sure I loved him for him, and not for his looks, and sheepishly I would try to convince him of my undying love, and would try to appease him with nudè pictures of my body.

He eventually made it to Lagos, I met him at the hotel, he was tall, handsome and had a wonderful smile, he made love to me over and over, and convinced me to spend the night with him, I told him I couldn’t, because I had a test the next morning, now at this point I don’t know what triggered his anger, don’t know if it was because I couldn’t spend the night, or maybe I said something else I can’t remember saying, but whatever it was, brought out a very ugly side of him. He called me foul names, and kept going on and on about how he always knew I was cheap, and he knew I was sleeping with other men, the same man whom had swept me away, slammed me on the floor, he told me of how he had shown his friends all my nudè pictures and how they had watched the videos and listened to the voice notes, he told me he had made a bet with his friends, that I would actually pay for him to have sèx with me, just to prove how stupid I was.

Well you can imagine how I felt, I was confused and shocked, but I attempted to regain any little dignity I had left, and so I tried to mouth off at him, suddenly he punched me in the face, and I tripped over, and hit my head on a stool.

The next thing I remember was waking up on the bed, I was tied up, and he was staring at me, his eyes were dark and he had a sinister smile on his lips, he stood up and walked towards me ,I tried to scream and realized my mouth was tapped, my head was racing, the unfortunate part was that no one knew where I was, he turned me over, and told me he was going to teach me a lesson, at this point I was unclad, he rapped me from behind, and I mean my anus, the pain was mind blowing, I struggled, and he hit me, when he was done he brought out a small blade, and he looked at me for a minute and said, this scar is going to always serve as a reminder, for girls like you always trying to be more than you are, for stupid fools like you.

He put the blade to my bosom and cut it off, and anytime I think of it, I still feel the pain, it was like nothing I had ever felt before, he was calm, like he had done it a million times, I could feel the warm blood dripping down my mutilated chest, tears of fear and pain running down my face, and suddenly he turned around again, this time all I saw was a flash.

I don’t know how I survived it, but I woke up in a hospital days after, well I was awake, but my eyes were swollen shut, It took a couple of days for me to open my one good eye, and realize d damage he had done, he had plucked out my eye, and cut my face,
he had cut my breasts up real bad, they had to it out, like I had cancer or something, there was no record of who I was, coz he had taken everything, he had taken my bag, containing everything I had. I was able to tell the nurses about what I could remember, and also give them my mum’s phone number, the hospital felt so much pity, they actually treated me for free, hard to believe right?

Anyway I was taken home after weeks at the hospital to recuperate, it was tough, I was blind in one eye, I had one chest and a hideous scar of my face, talk about your sinage, he did a number on me, how dumb was I, sometimes I wish he had killed me, but there are fates worse than death, and I guess this is one of them, he was gone without a trace, the receipt
from the hotel was in my name, so yes he had played me from the start.

I didn’t dare go back to school, I was sure everyone would have heard, and I was not going to become a statistic, so I decided to stay home, and mind my business, besides what do I need an education for, I’d rather stay home, because there is no rising from this, there is no happy ending to this story, this is the simple ending, I was a victim if a sèxual predator, and I let him into my life period.

I take full responsibility for that, I was driven by greed and lack of morals, I allowed myself fall into an abyss, but well saying all this doesn’t change anything, it’s a memory I will have to live with for the rest of my life, well not a memory, because I look at myself in the mirror everyday, who would want to see a nudè picture of a woman with one chest, one eye, and a stub.

I have decided to publish my story, because with the rise of social media atrocities being committed, every story can go a long way in saving a life, so while you read, SHARE and help someone back to the right path, these internet predators are real.

May Almighty God Help us all. “Amen”

Dakore Akande And Annie Idibia's Outfit At Jim Iyke Unscripted Premiere

Hot or not?

Ladies, can you wear this outfit?

Guys, do you find this sexy?  Sexy or not?
Fashion on the increase and a lot of madness goes with it. for me Maurice i don't find this funny.....

Ladies are going crazy

This lady was spotted at Yvonne Nelson's House of Gold movie premiere in Ghana. Guys you need to speak up. These ladies wear all these to get your attention. Speak up lets know if you find this exposure sexy and if you can take such a lady home to mama.

Beautiful Ghanaian Actress, Nadia Buari, In Shorts

Highest Paid Nollywood Actresses & Their Fees Per Movie

A recent research conducted shows what Nollywood actresses earn per movie. This is a list of the top 15 highest paid actresses per script: 

15. Uche Jumbo N450,000
14. Fathia Balogun N500,000
13. Mercy Johnson N600,000
12. Funke Akindele N600-700,000
11. Oge Okoye. N600.000
10. Chioma Chukwuka N700,000
9. Rita Dominic. N1m
8. Ngozi Ezeonu. N1m
7. Joke Silver N1m
6. Stella Damasus. N1m>
5. Kate Henshaw Nuptal N1m
4. Omotola Jolade. N1.5m>
3. Patience Ozonkwo N1.6m
2. Ini Edo N1.8m
1. Genevieve Nnanji N2m

Wow...Genevieve Nnaji always on top, do you think she is over- rated?

I got so drunk I slept with my brother-in-law by mistake

I had séx with my brother-in-law by mistake. In the dark I thought he was my husband. I’m 29, my husband’s 31. His parents held a family party for his niece’s 18th birthday last weekend. 

Everyone was there, including my husband’s brother who was home from working away in Saudi. He’s 36.
We all get on well and there was plenty of alcohol and food. It was a nice party and we carried on drinking and dancing into the small hours. 

My husband went up to bed before me and said he’d be waiting for me. I followed him up 20 minutes later. I got into bed feeling frisky and we ended up having séx.
I woke up a couple of hours later and sat up to get a drink of water. I pulled back the curtain to let some light in through the window from the street lamp right outside the bedroom. 

I looked round and got the shock of my life when I realised I was in bed with the wrong man. The man beside me was my husband’s brother. I’d gone into the wrong bedroom and I guess my brother-in-law thought it was his lucky day. We had all had a lot to drink.
I ran to the right bedroom and crawled into bed with my husband who was fast asleep. Then I realised I’d left my underwear in the other room, so I sneaked back. 

My brother-in-law was stirring so I hissed that we must keep quiet about what had happened. He just said, “Whatever.”
He’s flown back to Saudi now but I don’t know whether to admit everything to my husband. If this comes out I’ll lose a man I love more than anything and cause family ructions.

What should she do?