“We close 10, 10:30. You can come and help us clear up if you’re still awake,” he said. I didn’t agree or even respond; it was a date for me, and I was not going to miss it; I just walked away towards our back gate. When I looked back before pushing...
Needless to say, I failed woefully and hopelessly to the chagrin of my mother. It was at this point that she began to discuss my options on whether I would continue to find a way to pass JAMB or pick a new direction for my life. In my mind, I was...
I ran into Mr Steven, who was locking the doors to the coaching centre. We didn’t say a word to each other, I just went my way and he went on his. But little did I know that it was the start of my journey to failing JAMB for the last time. My pussy...
As I came down from my third orgasm high, I knew that he was hooked. I also knew that even if my mother showed up now, I wouldn’t be moved – I was thoroughly fucked. But when I opened my eyes, I saw Baba Londoner standing by the outer wall, watching...
Without hands or any support, I had swallowed almost his whole cock down my throat, and as I came back up for air, I locked eyes with him and smiled. I needed him to know I was here for business, so I took the plunge down his cock again. This time...
I love shawarma. It was the love of shawarma that led me to catering school. I had made up my mind that ‘I, Apunanwu James’ wasn’t going to school anymore after failing my last GCE, the third I had written. But how would I have passed, when all...
