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Long Night #12

Daniel stood before the mirror, carrying out his final checks before heading out. His hair could probably use a cut, not that his girlfriend seemed to mind. His girlfriend, the thought of that thrilled him. How long had he known her and she had come to matter this much to him? His lips curved into a smirk, Morayo, his beautiful girlfriend. He picked his car keys and headed out to work, the smirk still on his lips. In the car, his thoughts went through every moment he had spent with her. It had been one long crazy ride, like a racecar speeding down a race track. He remembered the day he had teased her in the office with the toy, making her cum so hard she almost got caught by her subordinates at work. She had scolded him after that, but they had tumbled into the sheets right after. Apparently,…

The Bro Code #8

Why the hell is Uju calling me, Obi thought, even as he noticed a slight glimmer of suspicion momentarily cloud Pablo’s eyes. Fuck! Not again, he was not going to allow this woman come between he and his friends. Never again! “Guys, I swear on my life, as in, the Igbo don comot for my eye, I have no idea what this is about.” He held his phone up to the sky for the heavens to bear him witness. Ayo looked intently at Obi and then at Pablo. “We know, don’t worry.” “We know? We? You too, Pablo?” Pablo released the eba that had been clenched in his fist, back into the soup. He noticed he had been holding his breath and released it. He smiled at Obi. “That was years ago, I know you don’t have anything to do with it.” He paused. “This is all my fault guys,…

Where To Find Breasts #23

So, the wheels have been oiled and I’m writing again. I would have given you double episodes this weekend, but let me leave it for next.Stranger In Lagos is still available. Buzz me if you want a copy. Enjoy! She wasn’t a Christmas person, but Omar was. He took after his mother who always got excited toward the end of each year, just because it was Christmas. By the first week of December, her décor plans were already sorted. Every year, there was a theme, and she stuck with it obsessively, always dragging Yenkat into her plans. Last year, they were on a movie marathon, which began from the first day of December to the last. Aanu made Yenkat watch a Christmas almost movie every night, and took photos of them together. Yenkat had been glad when she left the country for a short while in December and didn’t have…

Where To Find Breasts #22

Merry Christmas!This episode is lengthy and it’s also the Christmas episode because I’m going on a trip and I’m not taking my laptop with me. So, take your time and enjoy and leave a comment. If you haven’t read Dugo before, you can follow the series on Twitter. Follow me @moskedapages and check my pinned tweet for the episodes. Read previous episodes of Where To Find Breasts This was it. This was the moment! It had to be engraved in her heart forever. Not that it was profound in the sense that it inspired deep thinking or left insightful bits that she could reflect on later. It was the shallowness of it. The indulgence. The excessiveness. The carefreeness and emotions that led up to this moment. Everything was summed up in this one crazy night, just to remind her that life was precious; to take her back to the past…

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…

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