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Omoge Campus #4

Omoge Campus 1 – 4 NKAY I carefully inched towards the back of the room we were in as the cultists ordered everyone to be quiet and kneel down in an orderly fashion. These cult boys were from LASU and their don was one of my boyfriends. Now, I hadn’t expected them to show up for the party because they weren’t invited. Of course they knew I worked at the club but I hadn’t informed my boyfriend that I had organized a party. To create hype for the party and make sure that every big boy and girl in UNILAG, UI, Babcock, Leadcity and Covenant attended, I let it be rumoured that I was dating the most sought after boy in Lagos. K Money was a popular Yahoo boy who also had connections with cultists and drug barons. From Lagos to Benin, girls threw themselves at his feet and guys…

Girls #9

Happy New Year Moskedapages readers. May this year bring you all the best and some more.       Sorry about the long wait for this episode. It couldn’t be avoided, I’m so sorry. Anyway, here it is, episode 9. Have a great day.      Catch up on Girls here *** “I don’t want to.” “I need you, Kenny.” “I don’t want to.” Kenny shrieked this time.                     She had meant to be gentler. Tried to be. But her refusal came out forceful and disappointment gripped her like a fever as he collapsed on top of her. The annoyance she expected from him did not come. It manifested as weariness. He stayed on her without speaking or zipping up his jeans. His head on her chest. Stiff and content at the same time. “Can I stay like this at least?” His lips were pressed to her skin.                  “If you…

Omoge Campus #3

Thanks so much for reading and thanks for the positive feedback. I noticed everyone complains that the episodes are short so here’s a special and lengthy episode. I hope you enjoy it Catch up on Omoge Campus CLUB FREEZE, LAGOS REBECCA I squint at the mass of sweaty bodies through the haze of cigarette and marijuana smoke, trying to locate my friend/course mate who had gone off to dance with some guy. No luck. I take another sip of my insanely expensive can of coke which has now gone warm. I don’t care if it goes hot, for the price I bought it, I am going to be sipping it all night. I subconsciously tug at the hem of my short dress which had ridden up as I sat. My mother would have a stroke if she saw me dressed like this; wig on, big earrings, loud makeup…

Memoirs Of Repentant Escort #17

Read: All Episodes Of Memoirs Of A Repentant Escort Mending fences with Amaka was something I was determined to restore like it used to be but not with force. I was going to make it a one step at a time thing as Jide advised. My day at the Legal Firm had gone well. Not only did I got the job, I had an official car to go with it and a very handsome pay. Who gets an official car in a legal firm in Naija these days? Amaka wasn’t picking up but I had sent her text stating how it all went at my side and trying to find out how it went on her side too. I was so happy to start practicing after so many years of being called to bar. Yes, I had managed at a little firm immediately after Law School but it didn’t last…

Omoge Campus #2

Read Episode #1 of Omoge Campus here I opened my mouth to let out a scream but he covered my mouth with his palm. “If you dare scream, the other boys on this block will just come here to take their turns,” he growled in my ear. “We might even record it. Imagine how much your daddy would pay to bury the video,” he added with a snigger. At the mention of my dad, hot tears burned my eyes and ran down to scald my cheeks. I never would have thought that this was how I’d have my first sexual experience. I resigned myself to fate as he fumbled with his trousers with one hand and held my wrists with the other like an amateur judo player trying to wrestle his opponent. All of a sudden a lightbulb went off in my head and…

Best Man Duty #16

Read Episodes 1 – 15 of Best Man Duty “Dot, we’re at the stage of decision making.  It used to be another set of people, now its a different set entirely” I sighed “Even Farouk, the useless fat headed Farouk, is almost getting married. All we do is get a crush on someone, or have feelings for someone who’s taken, or love someone who is not ready” I sighed again, and turned to my left side to pick my phone from the bed post. “We should do and choose one of these babes. Now Cleo has brought you back in, Lara is staying in touch but Cynthia isn’t never gon’ be our own permanently” I smiled. “You’re crazy man. So she can hold a temporary slot abi? Okay nah, what about Queen o?” “That’s the chief mumu of your harem mister. Has you at her fingertips yet she’s doing like…

Memoirs Of A Repentant Escort #16

The stay at the Jones’ was shortened at the emergence of the real Jide Jones. . . While Chief Jide Jones (Snr.) walked into the living room in his full regalia, everyone greeted him except for Jide who was obviously being eaten up by something inside him and me who had a supposedly weird relationship with my to-be father-in-law. Ever since the first day at the Jones’ house, with Chief Jide Jones making it vehemently clear that he wouldn’t have me as a daughter-in-law, I had decided to step backwards as regards him but I could’t help but be worried for Jide. I didn’t even have enough time to say goodbye to Jide’s mother properly neither did I have a good shot at sighting Sade before I left all thanks to Jide who had become so uncomfortable at the arrival of his dad. “Looks like you guys have forgotten me…

Best Man Duty #15

Previously on Best Man Duty Driving on the ever busy, pothole riddled Lagos Ibadan expressway, my mind wandered in different directions.  I swore under my breath with each pothole I successfully ‘overcome’.  I donated a curse for each leader who refused to do what they should. Maybe I was cranky, maybe I was angry, maybe I was pissed, maybe I was frustrated, maybe… I had not felt that vexed with everything in a while. The universe was not working in my favour as touching my emotional issues. Why else would Cynthia tell me unequivocally that she was in love with someone else after all of our flirting and ‘encounters’? Why would Queen refuse to see reason and let us come together as a unit? I admit that I have been wrong at one time or the other. I admit that I did not concentrate fully. I admit that I…

Omoge Campus #1

Omoge Campus is brought to you by Fatimah. She’s a friend and a lovey writer. Show some love 🙂 My father sent me to UNILAG as punishment. I’m Temilade Ade-Doherty, the first child of multimillionaire, Adetokunbo Ade-Doherty. My offence, I was proving to be a rebellious child and sending me to America would give me freedom to go out of hand. Also, daddy dearest feared that I would be laying a bad example for my younger ones. So, while my friends with whom I attended one of the most elite secondary schools in Nigeria moved to America and the UK for their university education, I went to UNILAG. The hostels were an eyesore and I could not live there even if someone held a gun to my head. One lecturer that my dad knew gave me his BQ to use, rent free. His colleagues charge very high rates for…

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