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Dugo Is Now Available On Okadabooks!

Hey guys! You can now download and read the full version of Dugo on Okadabooks. Simply click HERE to get your copy. It costs only N1000 only! But it isn’t going to remain that way for long. So, make sure to get yours now. Please, not that this book is not available on PDF, so please, read it on Okadabooks. It would soon be uploaded to Amazon soon, so you can get it there, if you prefer. Please, share the word!

Where To Find Breasts #34

Read previous episodes of Where To Find Breasts This episode of Where To Find Breasts is dedicated to Oluwakemi Obilade. Happy birthday in arrears! Kyenpia was up before Leonel. He would usually stir at exactly 4:30 a.m. each morning, and she, an hour later. But she hadn’t had a good sleep in three days. Somewhere in Boston, Ishi lay on a hospital bed in an intensive care unit. It didn’t feel right to her that he was there; he had been through so much already. His surgery had gone well but recovery was slow. This drove Kyenpia crazy, and it showed. Her body was terrible at keeping secrets. First, it was the rapid weight loss, then the anxiety attacks that she tried to hide, and now the sleeplessness. Leonel was beginning to ask questions. This was in addition to the passive-aggressiveness he had displayed for five days. “Do we need…

From Home To Rendezvous #10

The next meeting between Martha and Mrs Ajasin was for mourning and celebration. Martha had travelled back to Abeokuta after the whole investigation was completed, carrying the fear of being accused like a heavy burden over her chest, but as soon as Mrs Ajasin saw her she didn’t pick up pebbles and throw it at Martha, she didn’t move back and scream and ran into the house, she didn’t frown and moved past her. She did something different than the cruel things Martha had imagined. She extended her hands and came for a hug, celebrating their reunion properly. It was a reunion and it was mourning a family that was now incomplete, a family of just the females. For Martha, she was crying to say she was sorry for what Mrs Ajasin was facing and would face as a woman who was the only head of the family after losing…

From Home To Rendezvous #8

They found a place to sit in a restaurant nearby and Ayo’s first statement sent a cold shiver over Martha. ‘Mum would be happy to see you?’ It was like waking up to see a ghost and Martha’s smile faded. She wasn’t going back home soon, she thought, not now. They sat and after some minutes of staring and smiling, he asked, ‘why did you leave in the first place?’ Your dad was a nuisance. He forced me to have sex with him and he would have used me for as long as he wished. She didn’t say that. She had planned her answer to this kind of questions. She had planned where she would tell the truth. Where? Not in a restaurant and with only Ayo as the audience. And now wasn’t the appropriate time. She was still entangled with a job she wasn’t proud about. ‘I don’t need…

Where To Find Breasts #31

Fiyin’s front door was open, which wasn’t an unusual thing. She had never seen reason to take security seriously. Kyenpia had scolded her many times in the past over being halfhearted about her safety. She always reminded her of her financial status and how it made her a soft target for kidnappers. Leonel had also talked to her about hiring a bodyguard, but Fiyin laughed it off and told him that it was ridiculous. He had still gone ahead to send a security guard to man her gate and secure her house. He told Kyenpia that he was disappointed in Fiyin’s parents for taking their daughter’s safety so lightly. His conclusion was that they didn’t care about her. Kyenpia agreed with him to a certain degree, remembering how much Fiyin’s parents had left her to be all on her own through her formative years. It was ridiculous how they popped…

From Home To Rendezvous #6

Martha’s wish about the relationship diddled on like a snail. Officer Uchenna was contented to take her out usually to a bar where he asked of sumptuous drinks or to a posh restaurant and never to a clubhouse and there, they would talk about everything – her favourite colour, his love for Fela’s song, his childhood, her love for dancing, some experiences in university to which Martha would bite her lips and wish he could move fast to another topic. Sometimes they drove to the cinema, watch movies and arrange for the next date before she was brought home. They would plan the next meeting and what she would like as a gift and he would bring the gift when she least expected. ‘Can you marry someone that is younger than your sister?’ she had asked out of the blue one night, surprising herself with the way the words rolled…

Getting Laid

By Martins Toritseju You know how it is as a young guy trying to explore his sexuality, especially while on campus. You put yourself out there trying to get some attention from the ladies. You use all the showmanship in you to get girls to like you. But it’s not easy for a lot of guys; especially the ones who have no clue what to do to win a girl over. For those guys, it’s rocket science to get a girl to even notice you, howbeit be interested in you. And sadly, I was one of those guys. So you should see how excited I was when during the course of our WhatsApp chat, Amaka agreed to come over to my place to visit me that coming Sunday. Amaka was a course mate but I was one year ahead of her in the University, and in my third year. Ever…

From Home To Rendezvous #5

Sophia and Rugged came to the police station in the morning. The officer had asked her to call someone and she had only thought of Sophia and no one else. She was happy that she showed up but she kept quiet when she was called out of the cell and didn’t acknowledge her. She was told to say her side of the story and before she could finish she was soaked in tears. Rugged listened carefully without fretting; Sophia moved closer and hugged Martha. When she finished, Rugged said they should excuse him, so they left and stood outside of the new officer’s office, awkward silence falling between them. They stood apart and Sophia folded her hands over her chest. She was quiet and watching. Martha expected she would say another word – that she would advise her like she used to do, that she would correct her where she…

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