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Omoge Campus #4

Omoge Campus 1 – 4 NKAY I carefully inched towards the back of the room we were in as the cultists ordered everyone to be quiet and kneel down in an orderly fashion. These cult boys were from LASU and their don was one of my boyfriends. Now, I hadn’t expected them to show up for the party because they weren’t invited. Of course they knew I worked at the club but I hadn’t informed my boyfriend that I had organized a party. To create hype for the party and make sure that every big boy and girl in UNILAG, UI, Babcock, Leadcity and Covenant attended, I let it be rumoured that I was dating the most sought after boy in Lagos. K Money was a popular Yahoo boy who also had connections with cultists and drug barons. From Lagos to Benin, girls threw themselves at his feet and guys…

It’s Another Novocaine Saturday #10

As promised…although it’s coming very late. Goodnight, ye nightcrawlers Evening falls and I am chill. I have turned off the air conditioners and parted the curtains to let the air in. I have switched off the lights too. Jiney is asleep and I have the house all to myself. A glass of wine, a bowl of chicken, a collection of my favorite songs and I’m fighting depression like a pro. Okay, not really like a pro. I feel far from ace but I will pretend that everything is fine. My doctor won’t write me a prescription for the sake of Jiney, although he admits that the pills wouldn’t have any effects on her. “Talk it out with your husband, Honey,” he advises me. “If you settle your fight with him, I’m certain you’ll feel better. If you don’t, then come back to me.” So, here I am, listening to I…

Boys With Toys #19

Eid Mubarak, guys! My Muslim brethren, where my ram at? I’m here patiently waiting o! No dull. I want to thank everyone that participated in the Fourth Finger Giveaway. There were so many to choose from but I had to pick only five. I’m still in the process of giving out the books. If you missed out, tough luck. This simply means you should just go and buy the book. I felt kind of sad that there were so many people who hadn’t gotten it yet. My reason for the giveaway was primarily to get numbers on how many people hadn’t gotten it. I found out that there are quite a lot. And I wonder why it’s so. Is it too expensive? Are the payment options too stiff? Talk to me, let me know what your difficulties are in an attempt to finding a solution. Otherwise, stop waiting for awoof…

It’s Another Saturday…#7

Because this is Another Saturday, I’m posting this. I don’t want it to come tomorrow. Please comment and share, and help me wish my baby Kayla a happy birthday. It’s her birthday tomorrow, the 5th. I want to save your messages for her. Have a blissful night and wonderful weekend ahead! The One He Kissed When Honey told me she could handle my friends, I had laughed in my head because I underestimated her. But now, sitting here and watching her, I can see that she is doing just what she said she would – effortlessly. Using that powerful mechanism called attraction. The men literally are cross-eyed as she engages them in conversation. Watching her touch on every topic of discussion without acting all-conversant, and at the same time, showing she is knowledgeable enough, leaves me in awe. It is a skill she has mastered fine, the way she makes…

It’s Another Saturday…#6

Hi guys, If you missed episode #5, read it HERE I’m trying out a new comment plugin. Please use it and tell me how well it works for you. Basically, I’m saying drop a line.:) Thanks! Guess Who’s Coming To Dinner “Honey!” My mom flashes a loving smile when Honey and I walk into the kitchen. Under bright, white lights, Honey’s skin glows. I look for flaws on her face and find black dots like minuscule moles beneath her eyes and a scar on her lower lip. Weirdly, they add to her beauty. “How are you, darling?” “I’m good, mommy. How are you?” “Good. Thank God.” The old woman pulls back a bit when she sees the flowers in Honey’s hands. “She wanted them,” I explain. “So I let her have some.” My mom approves. “Daffodils. They have meaning, you know.” Here we go with the creepy part. “They symbolize chivalry.”…

Unfulfilled Promises #5 By Audrey Timms

He waited outside while she did that. He kept thinking of how good she looked. When she came out and locked the door, he took her hand, kissed it and they walked to the car outside the gate where the driver was waiting for them. The gate man bade them goodbye. Eric’s parents were equally not at home. They had traveled to Lagos the previous day for a relative’s wedding. Eric had informed them about the party and had taken permission for their driver to take them to the venue even though it was in an exclusive hotel at the end of the estate since they had refused him driving until he was eighteen. His mother had refused at first. She didn’t want her son to be exposed to alcohol, hard drugs and sex which was the order of the day at such parties. It had been his dad…

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