“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 …
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Hi guys, I have missed you all sooo much and I can’t wait to share with you all the sexciting things that have happened to me since I last blogged 🙂 Last night, I was delighted …
Do you remember this moment from last year? Many of you voted for Adventures, and we picked up 2 awards at the first ever Ghana social media awards. This year we have been nominated in 2 …
Anthony’s post on “How to Eat Pussy” really made my day when it came out because there are only two things I love more than getting eaten out. One of those two things is giving head. …
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 …
If I take a little bit of this May I have a little bit of that? If she touches me here Surely I can touch you there? And if you kiss her so Why would she …
Call for Submissions in Prose and Photography Thanks to the high interest in the new African LGBTI Anthology and the engaging poems we received in our original call for submissions in poetry, we’ve decided to expand …
“How did you find me?” Pomaa winced as Akoto dabbed her left eye with a cold, wet cloth. He whispered soothing apologies as he cleaned her wounds. “It was Freddie who actually found you,” he admitted. …
*Note: This next post has been written to the precise specifications that Abena Y set forth. I don’t like trouble! The concrete floor grated like sandpaper beneath her feet. *Shhhh, shhhh, shhhh!* Every step was …
No don’t let this title confuse you. I’m not saying that women are the weaker sex in fact that’s the last thing I’m trying to say but I just wanted to clarify before I continue. I’ve …