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Boys With Toys #18

Good evening my brothers and sisters in the Lord. It is with a chill heart I bring you this episode. Please enjoy. I had terrible network during the weekend, even before the long ass rain. IANS is on it’s way. But not today or tomorrow or next tomorrow. 😀 I’m posting this tonight because the only free time I may have this week is to feature other bloggers. Anyways, I’ll be on Inspiration FM and Classic FM this weekend on Friday and Saturday respectively. I won’t be talking about cheating wives, though. It’s all about The Fourth Finger, sponsored by Etisalat and powered by Okadabooks. Please, keep a date. Have a lovely night! *kisses! . . . . . . . Eyes followed him from the entrance door, all the way to the elevator and right up to his floor. They didn’t leave him when he stopped briefly to speak to one…

Boys With Toys #16

“Hi,” Beatrice greeted. “Hi,” Bankole replied. Uncomfortable silence supervened as they gawked at each other. “I’m here to take Hope out for ice-cream and snacks. Is she in?” Bankole presented a confused face. “Ice-cream?” “Yes. We spoke over the phone. I promised to take her out. I hope it’s okay with you?” “One minute.” Bankole shut the door and went to Hope who had suddenly become engrossed with watching television. “Hope?” “Yes Uncle Banky.” She turned. “Can you explain to me why Aunty Beatrice is here?” “She’s here?” Hope lit up. The act was poorly performed. “Hope?” Bankole demanded an answer. “I just wanted to see her.” “That puppy face will not fly with me, baby girl. What you did was wrong. You could have told me Aunty Beatrice was coming.” “I’m sorry. It’s just that…I miss her.” Bankole knew he couldn’t win against the child’s emotions. He left a warning finger…

Boys With Toys #11

This is one of those long posts, so enjoy. Don’t forget to drop a line at the end! Have a great weekend! Previous Episodes “What did you do?!” Urena barged into Madu’s office without permission. He was on the phone, looking out his window while he spoke. He gave Urena a glance and promptly ended the call. “You don’t know your superiors again, abi?” “What did he do to you that you had to do that to him?!” Madu left the window, smiling. “I should ask you that same question.” “Me? You boxed me into a corner! You forced my hand!” “Blah-blah-blah.” Madu took his chair after straightening out the top of his kaftan. “You’re so wicked, so evil! Everything they say about you is true!” “Thank you.” “God will punish you for this!” Madu gave a bored expression. “Are you done?” “And I’m going to tell Guru! I don’t…

Boys With Toys #10

Previous Episodes So many things were happening to Bankole all at once that he hardly had time to catch his breath. In a short amount of time, he had accomplished a lot and had also drifted away from Beatrice. He was scarcely home or even in the country. First, he had traveled for the Mercedes Benz Fashion Week in New York with Guru and Mr. Duro. Then they moved to the UK for the Vodafone London Fashion Weekend where Guru made his first appearance on the runway as G&M’s new head designer. Upon their return, Bankole stayed long hours working in his studio at the office, preparing for the line’s first fashion show in Nigeria. He would return home only to shower, have breakfast and change, and then head back to unending hours of work. He made promises to Beatrice he couldn’t keep, cancelled dates she planned for them and…

Boys With Toys #9

Happy Valentine’s Day, people! And happy birthday, KKN. Have fun reading this Valentine episode. Unfortunately, I would be absent for a while. Guest posts will continue. So enjoy and please, share this across social media. It’s just once click and it’s done. and yes, talk to me about it in the comment section. Make love and not war! Thanks. Read Previous Episodes and Episode Eight Bankole was beginning to hate his boss, Mr. Duro. The man was a taskmaster and particularly had it in for him. He often loaded him with work that wasn’t under his area of specification and didn’t understand the use of an email to pass messages. He would either call him or ask to see him to get information or results over projects in person. This particular afternoon, he wanted to see photo concepts for their March magazine issue which he ordered Bankole to work…

Boys With Toys #8

Previous Episodes “Erm…I don’t know if I should invite you for my party or not.” Madu stood before Guru’s desk, waving a black party invitation card before his face. “Considering what you did to me…” he continued, “you don’t deserve to be invited. It’s a party for hotshots and unfortunately, you aren’t one.” He struck Guru’s nose with the card. “You’re just Guru…” He dropped the card on the desk. “But that’s cool.” Guru stared at the card and looked up to find Madu’s fist extended genially to him. He let out his own fist and bumped it. “Yeah, that’s how we roll. Bros over hoes.” Guru looked confused. “What hoes?” “Just saying…” He walked to the door and turned. “Keep your head above water.” He made a gun with his fingers and pointed it at Guru before leaving the office. When the door shut, Guru’s eyes settled on the…

Boys With Toys #7

Anticipate a Valentine’s special next weekend. I won’t tell you what it is but just anticipate. This post is dedicated to @Coolrosebelle from her beau. Previous Episodes It was love at first sight for Khalid when she came into the kitchen. She was a gorgeous little girl with a contagious smile that touched something profound in him. She looked every bit like Monet except for a Nubian nose he was sure was from her father. Brown, curious eyes searched Khalid’s before they looked up at Mrs. Tunji for some form of introduction. “Hope, darling, this is another friend of your mommy’s. Could you say hi to him?” Hope gave a wave and a smile. “He’s Uncle Khalid,” Mrs. Tunji introduced. “Khalid, meet Hope.” At first Khalid was unable to say a word. He was not so good with kids and this one in particular, was making him feel all sorts…

Boys With Toys #6

Sorry, this is coming late. The email notifications will be delayed as well. Hope you enjoy reading it. For those of you who have contacted Audrey Timms and the email bounced back, try dianaokhah@yahoo.com The boardroom was alive with voices raised in intense argument. The topic was over the type of models to use for G&M’s first fashion show in Nigeria and Bankole noticed that the person who ignited the debate was not participating in it. Guru was busy with two junior designers in a corner, their chairs surrounding a small coffee table. Banky wasn’t contributing to the noise as well. He watched in indifference. His colleagues were an interesting lot, comprising of all types of people—the fashionable, the very fashionable, the gay, the straight, the superficial, the talented, the business-minded, the troublemakers, the troubleshooters and the lazy. When he was tired of trying to read each person, he faced…

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