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My Girlfriend Is A Bank Marketer, She Recently Returned Home Without Her Pants – Angry Lover Cries Out

A man who is currently dating a female bank marketer has showed his paranoia on social media due to the tag of ‘corporate pr@.st!tut!@.n’ attached to her job title by the Nigerian society.


Corporate pr@st!tut!@n in the banking sector is well pronounced and has been crippling romantic relationships. A case in hand is a recent stroy sent to Joro Olumofin by a disturbed Nigerian man.

Read his story below and draw lessons:-


"I'm here regarding my girlfriend. She's a banker. She used to work in a branch as CSO but now she's been transferred to the head  office for marketing. I wasn't happy about this coz of all the stories of using pretty ladies to attract money at all cost. She's been at the HQ for 2years now and has been promoted 3 times and has the office pool car to herself 24/7 which she even brings home.


She buys Brazilian /Peruvian hair like pure water, she has bought my ticket to SA and Dubai 3 times. I love her and I want to marry her but I'm paranoid that she's doing some dodgy stuff. One day she came back home without wearing a PA-nt but I wasn't sure she left home with one. I'm paranoid. Is she up to something with her oga or those big name clients?"

SEE ALSO: HE WAS 17YR OLD STUDENT THAT GAVE ME MY FIRST ORGASM 

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