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Where Not To Find Breasts

Hi fam! I want to talk a little about Where To Find Breasts. I started the series as a sequel to the Fish Brain Series. And just like similar sequels in the past, my intention of running WTFB is not to make it into a book or even finish it. If you recall, It’s Another Novocaine Saturday and Dear High Mistress didn’t have endings. The reason I put these stories up is to pace myself. Whenever I have them running, just know that I’m working on a book or I’m occupied with work. None of the stories has definitive a plot or a structured storyline that you typically find in books. The only thing is that I already know where the characters are going. But the time to sit and really structure a plot is not there. Having said this, I want to sadly announce that I’m taking a bow…

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,…

Where To Find Breasts #13

Read previous episodes of Where To Find Breasts Another morning. Another twist in the road. Leonel woke up with a sharp pain on the side of his head and the leg of a strange woman on his thighs. He lifted his arm, which was resting on the nude body of the woman to have a better view of her. She was fast asleep, nestled beside him. Her body was curved like Kyenpia’s, the skin tone was almost like hers. He felt instant revulsion. He pushed her leg away and sat up. His head swooned for a moment and he stayed still to steady himself. There was no single recollection of what had happened the night before, although he had scenes flashing in his head. It wasn’t new to go through this every morning. Same bullshit he had been putting up with for three months. It was exhausting. He got off…

Where To Find Breasts #12

Read previous episodes of Where To Find Breasts The first time she flew in a private jet was the morning after she met Leonel. She remembered feeling out of her element, fighting everything in her that was inclining towards him so fast. He seemed too good to be true. It was as though someone had taken her teenage fantasy of the perfect man and inserted him into her adult life. She blamed the romance books she had read when she was younger; and she had read so many of them. Fiyin had been her source then. She was the rich one in their little friendship triangle. She spent her holidays outside the country where she bought the latest Mills & Boon and Harlequin romance novels. Upon return, she would sneak some to Amaka who wasn’t permitted to read such literature, and then visit Kyenpia at her foster home and spend…

Where To Find Breasts #11

Click to read the previous episodes of Where To Find Breasts Wednesday. Yenkat was finally allowed to go home. Doctor Eunice came into her room, dancing to the beat of some song she was listening to on her earphones. She sang aloud in a jarring tone. Yenkat didn’t find her entertaining. With crossed arms, she sat and watched her. Doctor Eunice danced her way to the bed and stopped, panting heavily. “I’m so out of shape. Phew! You look good today, Yenkat,” she complimented as she took off her earphones. “Good morning.” “Morning.” She began to read Yenkat’s pulse. “Feel better?” “A lot.” “Good, because I’m sending you home right now.” “Really?” “I am. But you’ll be back here on Friday to have your wound dressed. And on Monday, so that we can take the stitches out.” “Okay.” “Don’t worry about your bills. It’s on the house. And don’t thank…

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