Frema picked at her plate and sighed, occasionally shooting Pomaa crestfallen glances through glassy eyes. The last time Pomaa had seen Frema this disconsolate was when Shabba Ranks had come to Ghana and Auntie Sinticlaire forbade …
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“Why does he keep sending you notes on exercise book paper? Doesn’t he have a cell phone?” “I don’t know…I’ve never asked him for his number.” Pomaa took a carefully folded piece of paper from a …
It’s difficult to explain the rush of fluids within my system every time I look at Kwame. And those fluids? All so delicious and welcome. They say you do not need to be with everyone you …
“Wooooooo!!!!!” Frema threw her hands in the air the moment she walked through the red upholstered doors at Club Aphrodisiac, shaking her hips and smiling at anyone who glanced her way. Pomaa rubbed her elbow and …
[So by popular request here is part 3, and somehow this story has shaped up to be a multi part one, so if there is interest I’ll continue writing. Read part 2 here and part 1 …
[This is a two part story. Click here to read part 1] At 6:55pm I walked into the expansive lounge of the Movenpick and turned right towards the ladies toilet. I had always loved those loos. …
Nnenna had thought of all the fine details. She had dropped off an envelope with my houseboy earlier on in the day. I felt my stomach muscles tighten when I recognised her handwriting on the cream …
Miguel clasped his palms around the mug of hot tea and cast a furtive glance towards the kitchen. Jasmine was bending over the stove, delicately pulling out a tray of sweet rolls she had kneaded and …
Eyes closed, swift shallow breaths, racing pulse. My body shuddered and I refused to move, allowing the pleasurable sensations to reverberate throughout my body – it felt good. He moved to withdraw from me then had …
Emeka adjusted the shower and stepped under the delicious pressure with a smile. He had every reason to smile, in a few minutes Nina would be here; he had left a key for her at the …