Somewhere in California.
~Dare Ofegu~
"Come to daddy."
I called at her. She was wearing a black and red lingerie which revealed every curves and her sumptuous tits. She was leaning on the closed door of the room, her back to the door, her body to me. There was a murderous smile seeped in her face.
I was kneeling in the middle of the bed, my boner poking hard against my short. I watched her push one of her knees up and pressed that sole to the door, moving the leg seductively, her thighs slightly paving. I knew I had no patience.
She suddenly traced her left palm down her body and rubbed her finger over her pussy, the strap in the way hardly foiling the mood.
She turned slowly, her back now to me, as she took two steps backwards. She leaned forward towards the door and shook her big booties heavily before my eyes.
And that was it. I was done being taunted. Done being an audience.
Samsara Island. ~Kola Adefarasin~ "The bride." I called, standing next to the groom, Dare, my very good friend. I looked past the group of seven people which were, Dare's mom, Haya's father, Anny, Maria, her son, Samantha and Mr Gasglow, Devin. We were just 12 on the island, gathered beside the crashing waves of the endlessly and alluringly blue ocean. 'Twas just one week after the scene at Samantha's office. I took a glance at Dare for the last time. The joy pacing his face was beyond measure. I'd never seen him that happy. He looked so purposed and jumpy as hell. Because I could see him occasionally take a peek at Samantha. He'd told me while we were flying there that he still didn't trust Samantha. And twas because of that, they'd decided to fasten the process of the wedding before Samantha might change her mind and ruin it all. I knocked off the distraction. After all, I was
Several months ago"SQUEAK. SQUEAK."That was the evil rat again. I don't need to be told. My eyelids shook firstly, and reluctantly before they paved way for my deep brown pupils.The squeak of the rat came again. Not from under my cupboard, nor in the midst of the sacs where I put my clothes. But close to my ears. The chattering and hissing were like a devilish hymn.Now you know why I call the rat evil. At least, some rats I've known, have some reason of responsibility, reasoning and belonging. They know their places. But this blackish brown huge rat in my single room had no fear of God, let alone a fear of me.Or isn't it obvious? If he does fear me, would it be close to my ears making such wierd noise? You know, a way to look at it is that, the rat is the natural alarm which I don't have to pay for. Because it does wake me every morning. Which had plunged me into a dilemma, whether to be grateful to it or seek its downfall. Becau
At the hospital."Are you Dare?"The chubby nurse dressed in the normal nurse gown, but blue instead of white, asked in my native tongue."Yes."I replied, trying to read her intentions through her expression. I couldn't get enough. I waited for her to speak on. She did."She's in ward five. I don't think we will be able to take care of her for now, the doctor won't work else you've --""You ain't the doctor, Tola. Let him go to the ward."The other nurse next to the one called Tola interrupted. The chubby Tola reluctantly looked away from me giving me some silly signals. I shook my head in disbelief and walked off.I hurried towards the ward, seeing several patients lining the passage or say aisle between the walls of wards. I shook my head in displeasure.I caught the sight of a man who had mucus drooping from his nose. A thick mucus which endlessly drooped. There was an eight years old girl seated next to him. I could
At home."I seriously don't know what reply to give to her. Isn't it wierd that a guy me like is a virgin, and if Iya Dare hears about it, Jesu ma sokale."I said to Kola who was seated next to me on a wooden bench at the front of my FACE ME I SLAP YOU. This type of house is typical of buildings in trafficked places in my country. It's built thus; a long lone house which has several rooms facing each other and are divided by a passage. The Landlord (owner) might build twelves rooms, six on the right and six on the left, divided by a passage.Everyone who lives in that house share the same toilet and bathroom and kitchen. And there are a whole of mess going on. Backbiting and treachery and witchery and hatred and jealousy. For the sake of fuck, how could you be jealous of someone living in such a place?But don't be surprised, even my best friend, Kola, had wronged me many times but I've forgiven me. He had snatched a lot of my opportunities but as a good
Kola Adefarasin."Let's hope she's online."I stared at the inbox for a while. I've been thinking of what to do or what to say to keep the woman. But I've finally come to a conclusion. I wouldn't be outwitted, neither would I ruin it."DO YOU HAVE A BIG COCK?! I HEARD THAT MOST OF Y'ALL AFRICANS DO."I read out the message again. I've locked the door to my house. I'm living in a room self-contain. Unlike Dare's apartment, I have my own kitchen, toilet and bathroom. I do not have to share with anyone. Yet, who wouldn't grab another opportunity of becoming great?!DO YOU WANT TO SEE PICTURES?I replied, and almost immediately, I saw the three ellipses which signifies that someone is typing."Omoo"[Damn]I muttered in my native tongue. I picked up the bottle of Pepsi and drank from it. I have a bed and its rails. I have rug spread across the floor of my room and the walls are well painted. I have a TV set and several other
Few weeks later. Dare."Stick around for a while then in two hours time, close for the day."My boss addressed, on his laps was the secretary I already told you about. At first, he had known too well to hide it from us, but now, he had brought his adultery to work. Even though he already had two kids and wife. Kids who were not doing fine financially. I have no idea why someone could be so inconsequential to give what would sustain his family to a side chick. Pleasing a sidekick at the detriment of his own family. How dumb."Do you want to join us?"He nudged me back into reality. Oops. Why was I still standing there?"Sorry. I'll go now."I turned and walked towards the door."Goodbye, Dare."I heard the secretary call. I didn't want to turn to her but twould be nothing but an insult since she was the mistress of my boss.I turned to her and nodded, but then she winked seductively at me. I turned away immediately and wa
Ojuwoye, Mushin."You've grown to be a tough man, Dare."My coconut head uncle started. He was dressed in white Agbada, costly black shoes, a traditional cap, and lots of 24 carat gold chains drooping from his neck as though he was some mannequin. You know, it's pretty annoying when you have a lot of money but are dumb enough not to know what to do with it or how to WISELY spend it.He was tall and lanky. He had this threatening aura, and his deep brown eyes enflamed his beardy face. He's 6"0, thick neck and long hands, wide palms. Enough of his annoying qualities."Hmm."I made a deep threatening sound in my throttle but then my mom sent a warning signal with her well trained eyes. Wonder! African parents, especially Nigerians are so well skilled in working magic with their eyes and stares.Just one stern stare at your child and he already would be crawling at your feet.I got the message she was trying to put across but it seemed to
At the beach ~Dare Ofegu~"I want to do a lot of crazy things, Lara."I said, looking at the endless water ahead of us. I could see the waves lapping and crashing, the hankering horizon with crazed connection with the clouds, an inexplicable natural advances. I've never heard the call of the seagulls as seen in the movies. Well, that isn't actually my headache at the moment.I took a glance at her, her eyes pacing my face. I have no idea what she was thinking. But I knew she would be wondering why I had brought her to the beach for the first time. Which she didn't know would be the last.You know, it's somewhat a juvenile knack here that when you visit the beach with a lady, you have a nasty thought. For example, when you take a lady to a hotel or brothel, what other explanation is there to make?But even I don't know my stance at that moment. There are a lot of assorted thoughts struggling to dominate