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. …
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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 …
Afosua called for the house-girl to bring her some new cloths to clean Naa Akweley up with. “Just set them down there please, Joyce,” she directed. Joyce lingered in the room, unsure about what she was …
Annette woke to the sounds of the gardener chopping down the hibiscus plant with his machete. She loved the vibrant color and the cheer that the plant brought to the garden, but Mr. Prah was allergic …
When Afosua woke up the next morning she was startled to find herself on the sofa of her living room. She dragged her aching body to the bathroom and prepared to brush her teeth. When she …
Annette couldn’t believe how incredibly bored she was. She really hated these types of events, especially when they separated her from the only person who gave her any sort of spark. She watched from the dinner …
Afosua couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed that her search for Tony had turned up fruitless. She also felt a little foolish for going out on the chase, when she was only accustomed to prowling. …
Two weeks had passed since Afosua had seen Tony. She was surprised at how frequently her thoughts had turned to him in the days since she had unceremoniously dropped him off at the corner and driven …
When did you hear the word “fuck” for the first time? I heard it for the first time in Sunday school when I was an innocent eight-year-old girl (yes, I will start therapy soon). An impish …
The drive from Labone to Tema was long and stressful. Annette hating driving, but if she wanted any sort of independence it was a skill she had to develop. She had depended on drivers her whole …