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Where To Find Breasts #30

David could tell how mad Peggy was at him by the way she slept. If she lay on her side, her back to him, she was only a little pissed off. But if she lay on her tummy, it meant war. Last night, they had a minor fight. This morning, he awoke to find her lying face down. From experience, he knew that the best thing to do was to let her be. He brushed his teeth, slipped into casual clothes and left the house to the airport. Four days had gone by since Leonel got the news from Captain about Emem’s other life. A lot had happened in the meantime, especially with Leonel confronting Emem over what Captain had told him. He had hoped that it would turn out to be a lie, but she confirmed that the assertions were true. However, when Leonel probed deeper for more information,…

Where To Find Breasts #25

Today’s episode has almost all your favorites Relish it.Tomorrow’s episode would be equally juicy He let her into the suite and invited her to sit on a couch. He stood quite a distance to watch her cry. There was a strong disconnect between them. He wondered if she could feel it. He just wasn’t with her anymore. She didn’t cry for long, though. When he was sure that she was through, he asked if she wanted anything to eat. “No,” Anna replied. “Alright. I need to call my wife.” He retreated to his bedroom and returned Kyenpia’s call. “Hey,” he spoke, “I missed your call.” “I miss you. Please, come back, let’s talk.” He loved the absolute need in her voice. She hadn’t spoken to him like this in over a year. “I’ll be home in a bit.” “Butters, I’m very sorry.” Leonel smiled. She called him Butters only when…

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,…

Conquered #2

Read the first part of Obynofranc’s Conquered here Nkechi became seventeen and a final year secondary school leaver. She was in senior secondary school three, and attended a prestigious private school in the neighbourhood with her mother as the sole provider. She had it more than most children with both parents. She had come to the terms of accepting her mother’s choice to remain single. It was disheartening watching her mother narrate her sordid tales. She was raped at twenty six for beinh a young lady that worked hard and kept late most of the times. Being a banker who was highly ranked, she always came home late, till a fateful day. It was some minutes past ten, and she halted her car in the compound and got down. She walked towards the door and stopped to ransack her bag. She took out the key as she opened the door.…

Conquered #1

Amongst differing opinions about gender stereotyping, Nkechi had to deal with what society thinks about different issues. Putting up with her mother and getting some experiences by people in her school. Obynofranc, brings you Conquered. Please, drop a comment. He appreciates your feedback. Growing up with her mother has been a good tale for Nkechi, but she had to endure the sordid narratives projected on single mothers raising their children. She always wondered what bad single mothers had done to the society to deserve all the shaming. Growing up, she had been a good girl to her mother and their neighbors could testify on how well-behaved she was. She grew up in a neighborhood with children that were raised by both parents, and still behaved poorly and wondered why society had decided to stigmatised only single mothers. What about children their father died and their mother never cared to remarry.…

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…

Say You Will Stay #9

*** *** *** Biba had gone out by the time they woke up. When they heard voices downstairs, Isio and Kanyin piled at the top. The first-floor balcony’s thick railings made it easy to stay up there unnoticed. Another grand feature of the house, it opened into metallic spiral stairs. Spiral stairs that were curved like stacked up rings. Damian and Biba were hugging in the living room whilst their son chased his toy car about. The car veered underneath the bottom of the stairs. Pete looked up, saw Isio and squealed. She met him at the bottom of the stairs, picked him up and embraced him. “Peaches.” “Issy! I miss you.” “I have missed you too.” Pete kissed her cheek. His cheeks were flushed red from running around. He looked more like his South African, Dutch descended father this morning. His affectionate, lively personality, he inherited from his…

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