The first time So as you know, it all started with Paa Kwesi saying Ibrahim was dying to see me. I had treated HIM to lunch at the Mall and he called his cousin. He insisted that we meet up soon, and so we did on Friday night, I think it was. Maybe it was Saturday. I can’t remember. Anyway we went to dinner at the Mall, grabbed a quick bite to eat and then saw The Hobbit. He complimented me the ENTIRE time. He seemed really surprised ...  [Read more]

To quote the email I received from African Mami: "Part II. Please forgive me but the progression of this love affair cannot be done at a go.... So there's definitely more to come. If you don't mind." Do you mind? If you haven't read Part 1 already you may do so here Part II   He: *Breathing heavily, reluctantly pulled out and quietly took a sip of his drink*.   The prior display of enthusiasm was suddenly replaced with ...  [Read more]

It was intense, painfully intense. She knew it, but didn’t speak on it. He knew it, and spoke of it subtly and in measured precision careful not to step on her puritan toes. The insides of her body belied the unspoken truths between them. A young hot twenty-something, pursuing an internship at a local bank and a regular customer seemingly worlds apart in age, but very much in synch courtesy of the sizzling chemistry between them. Theirs had ...  [Read more]