Written by AB Basil Araba grabbed her Valentino purse from the seat and stepped into the cool evening air of The Cocoa Royal. ‘So 7pm tomorrow, madam?’ ‘Yes, as usual,’ she said breezily. She walked towards the doorman, who speedily swung open the establishment for the beautiful woman with beautiful ankles. Inside the lavish lobby, she went up to the hotel desk and smiled a brilliant smile. Her hair was parted to the left side and lay soft and even …
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Written by Nyambura Nothing is as elusive as time and in days like these, I want it to stop so that I can savour the moment, take a mental picture of this wonderful view of the …
You sit across from me, eyes closed, face tilted upwards. My eyes are supposed to be closed too, but your face is a work of art that is rarely still, and I want to look at …
Remember when I said Bo was slow poison which I didn’t mind dying from? You’ll see why. We met once again in his office as scheduled. This time I decided to go along with one of …
/things i didn’t tell my mother that there was a boy in my neighbourhood and that i liked him and that i went to church most evenings because of him and he and some other boys …
It’s a little corny and predictable. The thought of crushing on the most enigmatic man at work. But I can’t help it. It’s been a month now of intense one-sided chemistry – butterflies around him, and …
His lips lightly brushed mine and I felt the chemistry that had been brewing between us simmer and yet with forced hesitation I pulled away. That was the first time he had ever tried to kiss …
Having a good sex life isn’t something that just happens. Like any good skill, practice is needed before you reach the top of your game. But not just practicing in the physical form. Yes being sexual …
Sally’s relationship with her husband deteriorated by the day. The spark was gone. At thirty-three years, she is still desirable. She is average in height, her breasts are still firm even after giving birth to two kids. She still notice …
Sitting across from him now in our conference room, I couldn’t believe that just a year ago this specimen only existed in my mind. This tall, hot glass of dark, frothy chocolate milk topped with sweet …
“…that’s why I can’t date a girl who doesn’t blow.” I looked up from my phone, I had zoned out as soon as we had said ‘hullo’ and gotten lost on my twitter. This was the …