SCAM!!! 

He felt a purge at his stomach, at same time could not help suspending his hands on his thin curved waist at the sight of her wrinkled though young facial outlook as Fidelia punctuated her story with heavy unavoidable sighs. Adding new friends to the old ones as she always does in Facebook, Nick was real,vibrant and actively active she said, their chat often times denied and disrupt her daily scheme of feeding, 'Fidelia when you feel like eating,your food is always in the pot' her mother often says. Nick became the primal chat partner above her list of chat, his well construe d grammatical syllogism and philosophical systematic logical sequence kept the chat flowing. His long sustained flowing messages and unending stories of unflinching history. The story became a daily morning routine shared with Zuby. He promised a date, she said. A creased smile running along her face as she registers her ever ready support though with the expression 'she wished it was her' so visible that Fidelia promised to sign her up in Facebook. Your exquisitely lovely and a vivacious damsel every American guy will desire to clas and sleep all through the night, those words quickly turned on her flashback to her first night with Smith. Pleasurable though tailored with pains and groans she said the following morning as they share their experiences. Those words of Nick of course laid the first foundation of trust. Fidelia, 'awo anaghi agba oso ehihie na efu' Zuby will always remind her at the tail end of her daily love story update though not innocent of jealousy. Promises followed each other, pavilion G7 lappy, galaxy smartphones, techno phantom A+ and A II, Z10 BlackBerry not out of the list. It seemed like a dream, its REAL!!! She shouted, those items have been insured and sent he deceitfully announced to Fidelia, her excitement nearly woke the mother who responds at slightest disturbance unlike the father who competes gold medalist with the deer. Her joy was so pronounced that borrowed hundred thousand naira to claim the parcel as requested by the so-called custom officer who frequently runs down her battery with his calls. I made a relentless effort to convince my colleagues never to withhold the parcel but it was an endless journey he said. Hope is not lost, money open every hard but door in Nigeria, carefully pay in two hundred thousand naira it will assist though not without incessant plea to convince my colleagues she has to check another branch of same bank due to the queue ,luckily an old friend received and debited her cash notwithstanding the stretched Line of customers. How,where are you now ? She mixed up as she asked. A number different from the presumed custom officer called, I guess you are Fidelia Okoye? You are expecting a parcel from Mr Nick of United States of America? You are not calling a wrong number she replied, how do I get the parcel and where do I get it? She simultaneously asked . In less than a week you will have your parcel reach you but the police bounded my vehicle and confiscated the parcel making a demand of token fee of hundred thousand naira with the authentic reason that the parcel was smuggled into the country, she shrugged with a high spirit requesting to their account number. A slight knock at Mr Okoye's colourful bungalow, your daughter is indebted to Mr Felix Egwu and has exceeded her limit of payment, thereforeshe is under arrest as they will always say when they apprehend a big fish... No comment lest it is used against you in the law court, will frequently come out one after the other............. Thumbs UP for Nigerian police........ 19th October, 2013