Afosua and Naa Akweley pulled up to Hanger 3 at Kotoka International Airport at 10 am. There wasn’t a cloud in the sky, and Abdul Sayed promised that this was as good a day as any …
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What good things come out of the visa office? The smell of immigrant lust lingers above the warm plastic chairs; the sweaty shuffle between tiny meaningless bureaucratic indignities. The perfect place to find a date! Of …
Naa Akweley woke to find Afosua had already left for work and that she was all alone and idle. She hated being idle. This was not her home so she could not redecorate, and since she …
There is this guy I’m thinking of shagging, and there are a 1001 reasons why I shouldn’t shag him but I probably will anyway. We met at a party a couple of months ago…some good azonto …
When Gertrude arrived at work the next morning, there was an email from Afosua informing her that she needed her to finish up a translation for the DeutschTech project. She didn’t mind the work, it was …
Annette drove around Accra in a daze for hours. Stunned by Sophia’s unrepentant revelation that she was married and the harshness with which she delivered the news, she sought solace in food. Frankie’s Ice Cream shop …
The light in the room is dim, that kind of almost candle-light glow coming from a small lamp. We are being reckless, laughing through the corridor where our friends can hear us, running into the bedroom …
There were about 20 guests at the rehearsal dinner. All of Ahmed’s brothers had come, but his father was unable to make it. Afosua didn’t bother to ask why, and Ahmed never gave an explanation. He …
When I was in secondary school there was nothing better than having a boyfriend who was a couple of years older than you were. When I was in Form 3, my boyfriend was in Lower 6. …
It was supposed to be a lazy Sunday morning, but Afosua’s body was damp with sweat, her throat was hoarse from screaming and she was about to cum for the third time. As she dipped her …