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Girls #12

Thanks to everyone reading and especially those who have been commenting. I’m so sorry that I haven’t been able to respond. Getting time to respond or write these days has been something else. January and February have been so hectic. I will get to the comments, I promise. Thanks for reading and for your patience. Have a fabulous day.        *** “You are Uncle Kola?” John asked. Kenny stayed behind John. Between John and the half-opened door. The firm courage the person at the door was supposed to bring in, missing. She didn’t want John in her home. She didn’t want John looking at Uncle Kola with eyes that told her they knew each other.   “What do you want?” John’s voice was harsh. Unusually harsh. “What do you want here?” Uncle Kola opened his mouth briefly then sat back down. He glared at John. A menacing glare that…

Memoirs Of A Repentant Escort #19

Read Episodes 1-18 of Memoirs of Repentant Escort I couldn’t bring myself to imagine just for a little bit what Mrs. Coker was probably talking about. For a second, my mind wondered into the possibilities of sexual abuse and molestation but I really didn’t wanna believe it. I thought that was me allowing all the craziness going on in the world right now about sexual abuse to seep through my thoughts. Still, it was still difficult erasing the 75% chance that Amaka could be a victim of sexual violence. I held Mrs. Folake Coker by the arm; I could see tears trying to take formation in her pupils. She didn’t wanna talk no more but I needed more than Amaka’s dad was doing bad things to her. “Was Amaka sexually violated by her father?” I eventually found the courage to ask. She looked away. Her face spoke guilt, shame and…

Girls #3

Read Previous Episodes Of Girls Tony spent all day with Kenny and Jackie on Saturday. Visit to the London Eye. Walking the grounds around Big Ben, the Palace of Westminster and shelling out for extra size of whatever snack Kenny pointed at for Jackie. When he saw them come out together on Sunday after the church service, he sighed.       “Calm down, lover boy.” His mum was reapplying her lipstick. Sat beside him in tight fitting pants, big earrings and short hair, this was one of those days where she looked around the same age as him. One of his students had asked him one day if she was his sister when she brought him his gym back to the school.   The age gap had not always worked for them. At secondary school he was often embarrassed walking with her. She was in her twenties, wore shorts during summer and…

Girls #2

Read episode one of Olajumoke Omisore’s Girls “Did Tony hurt you?” Her uncle asked. His voice faltered as he said hurt.    Tony was waiting outside. Her uncle had asked him to wait outside after those incriminating words came out of her mouth.       “Pastor… Daddy.” Tony’s eyes were on her uncle but after she said what she said, he had glared at her as if she was someone else. Someone dangerous. “Get out,” her uncle had growled. “Right now, Anthony.” At that moment, she knew he would throw Tony out if he had to. If Tony didn’t run out. His tone, bearing and clenched fists took her to the evening when her eloquent uncle gabbled on like someone who didn’t know how to form sentences. Like someone whose brain had suddenly decided to stop working. Several years ago, it happened. He stammered. Swore to kill Uncle Kola with the wood…

Best Man Duty #3

Read older episodes of Best Man Duty  The sons of bottle just started their yeye after party when I walked into the hotel hall. There is no way I would not recognize the voice of a tipsy Femi, dude always believed he could replace the blood in his veins with alcohol but a few drops always got him on the wrong side. It was that shriek of his that welcomed me. “All hail today’s best man. The idiot who Dorothy gave the gift of a very pretty girl yet could not convince her to attend this august night out with the clan” The rest burst into fits of laughter. Farouk was the worst, with his wickedly irritating laughter. His was a different laugh for a different situation. The moment he laughed, I knew it was his most yab-laced one. I just did not look at any of them. I had…

Hunter’s Game #3 By @Oge_writes

Read episode 1 and 2 of Hunter’s Game When Uzo woke up the following morning, he couldn’t immediately figure out where he was or what had happened. He sat up straight in bed almost going into a panic attack until he noticed Leela seated on the floor next to the door, a gun lying beside her. Then it all came back to him. The dead body, the drive down to some obscure location in Mushin and then the stab of the needle on his arm. He bolted out of bed immediately and Leela stood up. She looked tired. Her eyes were red, like she had barely gotten any sleep. “Don’t make me drug you again Uzo. I’m too tired.” “Who are you?” Leela sighed. “My name is Yemi. I work with a special security agency and I was hired by your biological mother to protect you.” Uzo began to pace…

The Fourth Finger #18

Read Previous Episodes… Meanwhile, this is 18+. All kids, go outside and play. It was the day before her trip to London with Tayo. Dapo had not been able to get a visa so fast. He was to join them the minute the British embassy approved of his trip. Lade was out of the house with Tayo to get her things. Leticia was helping Toni pack a bag while Toni spread out on the floor, going through Andre’s Twitter timeline. She had just discovered it under a different name. He had quite a following but he followed only a few people and she was one of them. It was through his cryptic tweets she realized what he felt for her was deep and he was only looking out for her safety. He spoke about his feelings in an obscure way only she could understand. He talked about the love they made…

It’s Another Saturday…#13

A colleague asked me the other day if I get upset when readers tell me my episodes are short. I told her that I don’t. I feel flattered, rather. So, here’s a huge thank you for flattering me, guys.*kisses!* But if I hear pim! about this episode ehn, I’ll be waiting with cane on the other side. Enjoy episode 13 of It’s Another Saturday. If you want to catch up, read HERE But Jide, Why? “This is a very stupid move, Hon.” Saratu is mad at me for quitting my job. This has been her state of mind since I broke the news to her two days ago. Earlier, she took me shopping and now we’re at a spa where she’s spoiling me silly, just to manipulate my mind into staying back. “He is so going to dump your sorry ass.” “No, he’s not.” I smile at her when what I really…

It’s Another Saturday…#10

Afternoon! Just a quick notice. I realized some of you keep visiting my old blog moskeda.wordpdess.com. Well it doesn’t exist anymore. To search for me on Google, add moskedapages to lead you here or you might end up in 360nobs where I also write. Also the lounge has been open for a while. The private posts can’t be viewed by anyone except me, so don’t think I’m giving special people access.          Just make this place your one stop for all moskedapages stories.  Thanks!  And now here’s a fresh episode of It’s Another Saturday    The Bride Wrecker Dele’s wife can be a pain in my ass sometimes. How can one be on the phone for three hours talking about nothing but asoebi, gele and designer clothes? And I dare not tell her I’m sleepy or she’ll give me the silent treatment for a whole week. I…

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