It all started when I was trying to pick myself up from the heartbreak of my long-distance relationship. My husband and I had married, but due to visa issues, he couldn’t join me, and over time, our communication just died down. He said we couldn’t talk every day, and that made things worse. I felt alone, especially in a foreign country where loneliness is almost unbearable. So, I decided to move on or at least try. That’s when I met Mr. Kay on Snapchat. We hit it off quickly, exchanging streaks like crazy, and soon enough, he told me he liked me. He wanted something serious, but I was honest with him that I had a boyfriend back in Nigeria, although things weren’t going well. Kay didn’t care; he kept sending streaks of his fine face and continued texting me every single day without fail. At first, the attention was a lot. We literally did video calls every time, even at work (midnight).
We even called ourselves “fine man” and “fine woman.” 😂 I got tired at some point, and soon enough, our chats evolved into flirting and calling ourselves pet names like “babe” and “love.” I wasn’t used to it, but I rolled with it. However, I was curious—I needed to see him in person before things got too deep. I didn’t want to fall for someone I hadn’t met. He told me he doesn’t care about physique, that he likes my personality, and that I got him hooked in every possible way! My friends encouraged me to meet him but warned me to keep things cool, no rushing into anything physical. So, I booked a ticket to Newport, Wales. Although I planned on staying at an Airbnb, Kay offered to host me at his place. I agreed, and when I finally saw him, he was just as fine as he looked in his pictures. We talked, kissed, and he respected the fact that I didn’t want to have s£x right away.
He said he’d wait and reassured me with all the right words. I was hooked! Now, don’t get me wrong—I was tempted. It had been over a year since I’ve been celibate, but I was determined not to rush things. Kay, on the other hand, was testing my self-control. He touched me everywhere, trying to take things further, but I held back. He’s clingy af! Kay got a little frustrated and went quiet, eventually falling asleep. 😂 I told him if he wants something serious with me, we should hold off on s£x until I know his intentions, and we should try to get to know each other. He tried to convince me with his words, but my brain had been processed with “no s£x!” 😂 The next day, he invited me to his graduation in January and even gave me a bracelet as a parting gift. But here’s where the twist came. I hadn’t even gotten home when he sent me a message saying he couldn’t date me because I had trust issues, and he tried to make me feel comfortable.
He told me to go back to my boyfriend, blocked me on Snapchat and Instagram immediately, and just like that—he was gone. The same guy who called me “babe” that morning had vanished. Omo, I was shocked. 😂 Honestly, though, I’m just relieved I didn’t sleep with him. Although he fingered me and said he wanted to suck my p*ssy—which I didn’t accept. The only thing I have left of Mr. Kay is a bracelet and a hickey on my breast as souvenirs. 😂😂 But I dodged a bullet. Funny enough, his cousin even told my friend that I should be grateful he ended things. Turns out, Kay wasn’t the prize I thought he was. Oh, and by the way, Kay’s bum? X5 bigger than mine (just like that of a woman—shape lol). Moral of the story? Snapchat love in the UK is a scam, and avoid Kayode on Snapchat! Mr. Kay, I hope life humbles you because God no go shame me. 😂
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