Where To Find Breasts

Where To Find Breasts #5

Click here to read previous episodes of Where To Find Breasts Happy Father’s Day! Yenkat hated blind dates. She didn’t believe that they had anything good to offer. They were akin to rolling a die and expecting to find a number greater than 6 or hoping to draw a joker from a standard 52-card deck. The chances of either of those happening was as slim as a perfect man falling from heaven. This was Yenkat’s dilemma. She wasn’t searching for a man, but she was going on blind dates, hoping that she found a good one. A man worthy of her time, intellect and body. All in a bid to keep from going deep with Omar who was fulfilling his promise of making her fall for him. It wasn’t easy to stop herself from feeling many kinds of ways when she got his random morning phone calls. To start with,…

Where To Find Breasts #4

Click here to read previous episodes of Where To Find Breasts Yenkat had never seen so many guns at once in her life. She felt like she had walked out of her normal existence into an action flick. The scene left her with intermittent spells of goosebumps. How was Kyenpia comfortable in this type of place? The location was a house belonging to Leonel’s father. The man, popularly known as Captain, had been an ex-military officer of the highest ranking who was still highly respected in the army, and in places of power. His father, Leonel’s grandfather, had once ruled the country as the Head of State. Leonel, his brothers and cousins, grew up in military and political settings, with soldiers and guns, and a constant sense of enemy presence hovering over them. Kyenpia had known this before pledging her future and that of her unborn children to Leonel. Yenkat…

Where To Find Breasts #3

Click this to read the first two episodes of Where To Find Breasts He was there when she got home. Waiting with a hug and words of comfort. “I saw the news online,” he said. “I’m so sorry for your loss.” She told him that her world seemed grey, like everything was falling apart. It was an apocalyptic type of feeling. The end of all things good. She blubbered as she said this. The sobs came forcefully, and hiding her face with her hands couldn’t stop them. She didn’t want him to see her cry, but she couldn’t help it. She broke down completely when his body touched hers. His arms draped around her. He guided her to her bedroom. She lay on the bed. He lay beside her. When his hand touched her back, she resisted him, but gave in because he persisted, and allowed him pull her towards…

Where To Find Breasts #2

Read the first episode of Where To Find Breasts There were a few things as refreshing as a cold shower on a bad mood. Alcohol was one of them. Food as well. Maybe a deep tissue massage, followed by a long, restful night in a bed of feather-soft blankets. Yenkat wanted all of that. It was better than breaking into tears. The last thing she wanted was to cry. She had done so much of that in the past because of Dashe. He had been a brother from hell. Selfish and unrepentant. Many times, she had given him a chance, and in each occasion, he had blotched it. He wasn’t worth her tears. Yet, Yenkat felt pain so deep, it drowned her. The cold shower felt good. Yenkat stayed under it longer than she usually would. La Roux’s Trouble In Paradise album was playing in her bedroom. Dashe had introduced…

Where To Find Breasts #1

Here’s the first episode of Where to Find Breasts. The second one comes on Tuesday, next week. Enjoy! Thirty-three was no different from thirty-four. Yenkat discovered this on the morning of her birthday. She felt as old as she had felt the night before. Maybe older by a minute. Not that it mattered to her. Outside, the morning air was frosty. Dark clouds blanketed the sky. It had been raining for days. Angry, gusty, cloudbursts. And Yenkat had been locked in, allowing her mind go numb as she let the radio play nonstop. Her gateman wouldn’t let the darn generator rest. Each time the power went off, he brought life back into the house in a matter of seconds. Even if it was 3 a.m. in the morning. She had had the mind to tell him not to bother with the generator at odd times of the day, especially when…

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