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Good evening, I am the first confessor about the dirty secrets of the Mandalay family. My name is Clara. I am the first child of my mother and father, but I had to spend a lot of time with my maternal grandmother for reasons beyond me. I was not the...
If you didn’t know her, your first impression of Omotola would be that she had descended from a long and particularly prestigious line of beautiful models. Agile, stunning, and sporty—she struck that perfect balance between fit and curvy. But...
This seemed to placate the old beggar. He took her by the hand and led her through the crowded bar and out the back door. The bush outside was cold, dark and dirty, filled with rubbish. As soon as they were outside the door, Fayemi pushed her up...
I turned nineteen a month into my first year of university. Skinny, shy, good at math; I was last pick for the football team and last pick for the opposite sex. But by Christmas, I had gone from being terrified of girls to living the cliché as the...
Abike took a deep breath, reminding herself of Fayemi’s beautiful letters. Love is blind, and his heart was beautiful. He was her one true love. She tentatively approached his table and started to sit down opposite him, her eyes wide as she...
A faint smell of dust and old concrete filled the air as the emergency staircase door shut behind us. The narrow space was dimly lit by buzzing fluorescent lights. She stood there, her short skirt barely covering her thick thighs, and a hint of her...
As I waka behind the lady I take time observe the lady from behind… Osanobua! the front na joke compared to wetin she dey drag for her back, two massive ass cheeks wey dey shake like say dem fit roll comot from the tight elastic gown wey she...
For the next few days, Mama-T continued to keep malice with my cousin and I. it felt weird especially because I knew she was keeping malice with us because Chrys had refused to fuck her. There was no way for me to pay attention to her malice...
Sweetest Abike, Very soon, I will pluck the flower of our love, and we will be together. Alas I am unable to come to you at the palace, but perhaps you could come to me. I will be waiting tonight at the Segun’s Palm Wine Joint. Find the blue rose...
It was hard to look at her, but she smiled a sweet smile, her eyes were glazed, her face flush, she spoke softly “He’s amazing baby.” All I could do was nod, slowly, sadly. Suddenly, her head arched back as Garba entered her once...
