Where To Find Breasts

Where To Find Breasts #21

Enjoy this long episode, fam. For those of you always shouting that it’s too short, I hope you don’t complain about this one o. Follow me on instagram @moskedapages. At 12 midnight today, I will drop a post there. Make sure you don’t miss it. Read previous episodes of Where To Find Breasts Eighteen hours. That was the duration of time it took him to answer her questions, and she had asked many of them. She was rather calm in her manner, not showing any form of emotion. And to him, that wasn’t a good sign. Leonel knew Kyenpia too well. He knew he was screwed. If she forgave him, it would be a miracle. He was prepared to be up a gum tree for a long time. He didn’t let the issue bother him, however. He preferred to fix his mind on the good, as Idara had taught him,…

Where To Find Breasts #20

Read previous episodes of Where To Find Breasts The house was quiet. Kyenpia sat alone in her kitchen with Eliana’s poodle, snacking on cupcakes. Upstairs, Amaka was breastfeeding her baby. In the backyard, Yenkat and Omar were in discussion. Fiyin was in Lanre’s car, receiving a scolding from him over what had transpired between her and Jaiye. It had been three hours since the slapping incident, and she hadn’t uttered a word. Not even when Lanre burst upon the scene and almost had Jaiye to the floor because he had concluded that he assaulted Fiyin. Jaiye had pushed him off and advanced at Fiyin, yelling, “You’re now hitting me? What if I hit you back?” Lanre then withdrew and positioned himself between them, just in case Jaiye went through with his threat. But Jaiye stomped out of the compound, leaving everyone stunned at Fiyin. Every attempt they made to get…

Where To Find Breasts #19

Read previous episodes of Where To Find Breasts Fate. She hated it. It had shown her how cruel it could be. How it could snatch everything she had and leave her helpless. It reminded her about the powerlessness of humans. It was a foolish thing for anyone in the world to think they had control over their existence when they didn’t even choose the beginning of their lives. Mortality was as random as the thoughts passing through a toddler’s mind. All it took was two horny people to copulate and new life was made, bringing in another helpless mortal into world who would have no power over their existence. Every morning, humans woke up, not because they could, but because they were fitting into a script; one which didn’t grant them the ability to rewind time or jump into the future. They weren’t even granted the choice to pick…

Where To Find Breasts #18

Good day, Fam! Hope you’re all good? I want to inform you that I’ll be taking a long break from here, to return in November. As usual, work has got me occupied, and I don’t want to be erratic. I’ll miss being in this space, but I’ll be back. Enjoy this episode and take care! “I’d like to talk to the parts of you that had a threesome in your suite last night.” The response to Idara’s query was a subtle smile on Leonel’s face. She knew at once whom she was communicating with. She hadn’t spoken to Spirit in a long time. It was a good thing to have him around. This meant progress. “I didn’t have a threesome. I wish I did, but I didn’t. I ended up watching the girls make out, because one of them smelled of roses. I think she dunked herself in a pool…

Where To Find Breasts #17

Read previous episodes of Where To Find Breasts Yenkat hugged herself, rubbing her upper arms, even though she wasn’t cold. The air this morning was humid. As humid as the cell she had been locked in through the night. The smells and sights from her short incarceration at the police station wouldn’t leave her head. She was traumatized from the experience, shivering now and then, especially each time the memory of what she had gone through came to her. Last night, Amaka begged her not to leave her home, telling her how much fun they were going to have if she slept over like the other ladies planned to do. But Yenkat’s night plans didn’t include the ladies. She was craving Omar’s body against hers and the comfort of his deep voice whispering soothingly into her ears. Kyenpia who understood just what she needed, sent for Clarence to come take…

Where To Find Breasts #16

Read previous episodes of Where To Find Breasts Happy Sunday! Enjoy this episode. It’s a long, juicy one! Ishi had one of those dreams in which he got a forewarning to an unpleasant incident that would befall one of his friends. He didn’t know who it was, though. He hadn’t dreamt like this since he lost his family in the explosion. He lay in bed after waking up from the dream, trying to recall the details. There had been a car going out of control and a piercing scream. That was all he remembered, but somehow, he was certain it had to do with a friend. Typically, he would pray the dream away. Was he now to talk to God whom he hadn’t spoken to in months? What was he to say to him? Ishi lay in bed until daylight approached. He had an early breakfast and entered his workroom…

Where To Find Breasts #15

Read previous episodes of Where To Find Breasts Putting the girls to sleep was an arduous task for Yenkat. She was out of practice with discipline when it came to bedtimes. Getting Polaris to bed was one thing; having to ensure that Eliana did the same was double stress. Somehow, she succeeded and got two of them in a snooze. She quietly shut the door to Eliana’s bedroom and prayed that neither of them stirred anytime soon. The twins had just returned from the villa and she could hear one of them crying. She walked into the living room to find out what troubled him. “He’s hungry,” his nanny told her as she stretched out her arms to take him. “And he doesn’t want formula.” “Reggie, what is the problem?” she asked, placing him on her chest. “Your mommy is on her way.” She began a slow, rocking movement to…

Where To Find Breasts #14

Read previous episodes of Where To Find Breasts Kyenpia’s first reaction when she found out she was trending on Twitter was laughter. “Wow. I’m sexist. Interesting times.” “Ignore.” She stared at Ishi who was seated on her dressing stool. He had that morning look. Ruffled pajama pants, a shaggy beard, Puffy eyes without his glasses, sleep-deprived face and dry lips that needed the wetness of her kisses. They hadn’t been intimate since she had the twins. The boys had been more than a handful to her, especially at night. Ishi was sleeping over a lot more, just to help her. She was on the verge of a breakdown. “I shouldn’t be bothered about this, but this sleazy ass KNN woman who is writing this shit about me doesn’t even know me. She claims she’s a reputable journalist, yet most of all she wrote are lies!” “You know she’s mentally disturbed,…

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