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“When your momma had you I told her to bring you to me often but she wouldn’t listen.""Now you’re grown and traced your way like a vampire,” grandma said and heaved a bowl. “Look what we got here Brian.” She smiled chic to chic, showing him the fresh spinach she was plucking in her garden before he arrived.He had not seen his grandma until now. She was purposeful and stronger than her age. His mother had narrated her business proficiency and how she became one of the richest farmers in her time. Her husband had died in her prime and nothing more was he told about her. Brian smiled back at her and from his sitting point he could see the massive canopy of vegetation in her farm, and obsessed laborers in blue overall that spelt Century Farm at the back“I am gonna prepare you spinach rice. You kids need spinach for your dicks to become penis.” She laughed alone and stole a glance at Brian who was lost in thought.Sia; her dashing looks were hauntin

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Brian dragged Sia by the dog’s chain he put on her neck and whipped her pale buttocks till it reddened. As she crawled on her fours ebulliently, she came to a pause when Brian commanded, “Stop, slave.” Next he clenched two elastic belts around her ankles which linked to a lever. Each time he pulled the lever her legs parted, and her hairless vagina opened and closed like an automatic zipper. He stroked her firm breasts and with his other hand pinned her on the throat.“Will you ever leave me for anyone?” queried Brian.“No master,” she answered uneasily, breathing hard each time. Her lustful gaze shot at her oppressor.“Will you ever submit to other authority?” he queried further but this time rubbed her clitoris with the rim of his penis.She trumpeted a lengthy moan and trembled under the belt which divided her legs like a chicken over a burning emberBrian kissed her ruggedly and spanked her buttocks, “Bitch you want to leave me for some other master. He pushed out his fore finger,

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“Hi,” said Brian to their laborer, the very one that resembled Sia. She was plucking some tomatoes and filling into a couple of baskets which were collected by other laborers and assembled into the van.She applied the most of her time and care in plucking the tomatoes because grandma had made them sign to a warning of short payment for any one that destroyed farm produce, and with three kids to cater for short payment wasn’t part of the hustle.It wasn’t that she feigned a deaf ear to Brian but for the attention the job needed and thought of her sick baby needing all the money for hospital bills. Brian had to sound his greeting louder before she was startled and dragged a smile. Brian smiled back and joined her to pluck.“Oh no, no,” she protested, holding onto his arm and staring around for grandma. “She’s gonna surcharge me for any tomato that spoils.”Brian scowled at her, processing her speech and arguing within himself if actually grandma could give out such order.“Your hustle

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“You know we should not be doing this at school,” said Sia, still struggling with her panting from the quickie , and playing with the hem of her dress as she winked at Brian lustfully, before throwing her gaze through the windscreen to observe students dispersing home.“I know it is because of the smash- and-grab thieves that invaded your house.”She shook her head in concurrence, “Yes. My home is in shambles right now. Dad wants to upturn hell for these months of losses.” Her eyes became watery at once as tears weighed on it. “Who is after my family? What could be our sin? As tap-drop, came her tears.“Oh sweet cheese!” exclaimed Brian. Why the tears?” Brian took her in his arms, pecked her forehead and nursed her, “Crying for your enemies is not a sure way to win, trust me. Your family did nothing. Every cloud has a silver lining. Everything is going to be fine. I breathe street and my nose is down for your family. As soon as I sniff these enemies, I promise to take them down and m

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Grandma leered at Brian who was having his backpack across his shoulders. She knew he wasn’t happy; the hostile looks on his face spelt it. Earlier she had pacified him by leading him to the garage to make a choice of car, which henceforth would be his car. He had seen a Chevrolet and Brian and Sia struck in his head, afterwards he had uncovered a certain car which was Ford. Grandma gave him the keys and he found his way to school. Starting school was his rebirth. He was going to plan his future in Miami- even if it wasn’t in Miami, somewhere else far from home; far from spite and accusation. Running away wasn’t his trick of avoiding Sia, it was his fate. They were never meant for each other and if really they were it was short lived. He perceived Sia would be spiting him on the streets, school and wherever his name was mentioned. The neighborhood was gullible and they would believe her hook line and sinker. Read more

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He was HIV and AIDS negative and when he got to know of my status he stuck around and loved me like a pro. He had the license to love and gave me same. I started seeing life afresh; a spring of gratitude and excellence came under my feet. Although we fell short of the grace of making children yet with him I had all the deficiencies of love. I am sorry to say we adopted your mom. We built this farm empire from scratch and on his death bed he left me a note; ‘true love; my purpose of existence.’ She brought out a torn creased piece of paper and showed Brian to behold the paper with his last words. “Recently I consulted the expertise of a diamond company. I want it in letterings of diamond which I’ll insure.” Brian snorted. “Bitter-sweet story you got there.” “Yes boy you know I was surprised to see you in my house. I knew your father protested against your coming because he’s

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When grandma picked up the phone it was the voice of a police wanting to speak with Brian. She handed the phone over to Brian and it was about him returning to California for mandatory questioning. He was going to return upon grandma’s advice and nothing short of that. Hurriedly he put himself in order for his trip back home. He wanted to take Mr. Biscuit along but on the contrary he didn’t want grandma to be alone while he was away. It was later that day that it dawned on him to inform Sia about his trip to California for police interrogation, also to show off his new pet, Mr. Biscuit. He called on Mr. Biscuit and they dashed out to Sia’s flat, which was not too far from the apple orchard. When they sprinted to her apartment, she was nowhere to be found, neither she nor her man. Brian peeped into her apartment yet saw no sign of life in there. He resolved to return home when Mr. Biscuit squealed and Br

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“You are not going to put it to me that I stole. I can only boast of a camera covering me bathing Sia and bathing with her when she threw up on me.” “Bathing Sia?” asked the police, looking confused and lost. “Or didn’t her parents tell you I washed their drunken daughter in the shower? Or they told you want you need to nail me down.” Inspector Fred sighed and shot a wary look at him, “I was never told that. They only mentioned you as a possible suspect since you were at the party and a close pal of Sia.” “Close pal- no, was I at the party- yes,” said Brian. “I want you to be frank with me. What led to her drunkenness? What did you witness that you would love to reveal, anything shady?” Brian initiated a long smile, “I don’t know if you want me to elaborate to you how th

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Brian was tensed already in the interrogation room. Prior to his arrival at the police station, he had deleted all the messages and images linked to drugs from his Mexican boss, also removed all implicating content from his room. He had a clean cut and suited up, even when Sia and her mother ran into him they barely could recognized him. He was clean to the socks. Sia beamed with smile and wowed his tactics. The door creaked open and Inspector Fred walked in to have the seat opposite Brian. He examined his specimen for a few seconds, “Brian Rightman,” he called and scribbled on his pad. Brian’s heart raced like a ticking time bomb, as he struggled to keep a long face. “You were with Sia on the night of the party,” he said and gave a responsive look. “Yes I was favored to be selected by her in the game that came through,” he responded and tried not to lock eye

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Ever since grandma gifted Brian the pet, Mr. Biscuit they had been no day they didn’t train at basketball court. As Brian busied himself with other kids at the court Mr. Biscuit sat at its spot and learnt some of the basketball tricks from top-notch players. Really it had learnt how to punch ball into the rim, using its forehead. Once Brian had thrown the ball at Mr. Biscuit and it thumped up with its head and dunged the ball into the rim- and it had missed the rim only but a few times. Days past, Mr. Biscuit had been the center of attraction; as it entertained onlookers and amassed gifts from loyalists. “I once had a smart dog as this,” said a sonorous cute voice that sounded like two waterfalls splashing on a rock. She was in her late twenties, average height with narrow hips and annoying bust that pressed on her blouse for escape, and dark short hair over dashing, please-kiss-me face. Brian had been noticing her for some days when he came ar

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