Oxford.
~Ninny~
"You think Professor Wealene has a test for us tomorrow?"
Haya looked away from the novel she was reading. She was outstretched in a couch vertically adjacent to mine. But she held the position where she could hold me in her gaze with just one look away from the book.
"I don't really care whether or not he does. It doesn't really matter. It's definitely his problem."
Haya scoffed and concentrated back on the novel. She was reading Danielle Steel's "The House On Hope Street." I knew too well that twas just a matter of time before she picked up the barely addressed.
And I wasn't disappointed,
"But I really wonder why he would want to give out a test when everyone is busy with their final year project."
I took a glance at her, for a moment, sparing my fingers a breathing space on the keyboard. I was seated in a one-seater, my PC on my lap, a swan stool next to the chair, on whi
Cleaver's Ave.~Dare Ofegu~"Now we are at home, eh?"I stepped out of the Maybach and walked to the VAS, Theo beside me. I had locked him away at Samantha's place, from all the recent situation but had made sure that he was fed enough."We had the discussion you know. I'm here to drop you and say hi to Maria. I know she'd be very mad at me."He didn't make a sound. He only had his tongue suspended in the flexing jaws. He hadn't even looked up at me. I'm sure that he's pretty mad at me.I pushed the button of the alert system and awaited a reply. It didn't take forever for the familiar face to pop up on the screen."Dare?"Even though we were over screens, I could see her eyebrows twitched in shock or say, surprise."Yes, Ma'am. It's me."I nodded, letting in a sassy smile even though I knew too well that I wasn't in the position to do that."Oh, goodness. C
Samantha's Hood.~Dare Ofegu~"Thank you..."She sat up in bed, taking the position I had. Her long hair brushing the side of my face. We were leaning on the bed, our back to head of the bed. We were both naked. Samantha and I. Twas just after the third round."I don't know what to say."I thought out loud, as she turned a bit to hold my gaze. She put two of her right fingers on my cheek and traced them gently."You don't have to say anything. Having you around is enough. I don't think you have an idea what it means to ignore all your dreams to live with a middle aged woman.""Not really."I tried to be reasonable, clueless about the right words to use.She put that hand now on my chest, tracing the curve of my chest with her fingers. I was half-tucked into the duvet as well as she. But she had the duvet, cupping her erected titties. I didn't need to be told that she had work done on
Kafula. ~Dare Ofegu~ "How long more?" I asked the Spanish guy with a grim face, thick brown beards, reaching from his temple to cloud his chin. He had a black tux on and a fine pair of black leather shoes. He was 6"2, brown eyes and straight large nose. The only odd, maybe. "From now, just thirty minutes." His thick voice complemented the qualities. He seemed to had lived in the UK. If he hadn't, his accent wouldn't had been that polished, swift, and skipping on the letter 't'. I was impressed by him, but got a little bit distracted, when Samantha walked into the enclosed area of the large office. Large but scanty. Just an office chair, table and a couch to a corner. She got to and hugged me. A kiss in the lips right in front of the guy. I was taken aback a little bit. Of course I should be. "Why don't we hangout a bit. You don't really have to work you know." Sh
Samantha's Hood."Did you enjoy yourself today. I believe you do too?"She walked straight to the bed as I jammed the door behind me. She sat on the tip of the bed directly facing the door."Yes I did. Did you?"Twas a kind gesture. I edged towards her wardrobe and walked off course to the large open wardrobe-like compartment where all her bags were thoughtfully arranged."Just a little bit. The enjoyment could be greased."She complained. As I turned to her, she had removed both her suit, top and trouser. She was only having a lingerie on.The lingerie pushed up the swell of her titties, and exposed almost all the mounds, but the nipples."But you could do something about it."She moved back a bit into the bed, leaning back, a position which enabled her to spread both her thighs on the bed.She pushed the tiny part of the lingerie, in between her thighs to r
Oxford University. On campus. ~Ninny~ "According to the sociologist, Sylvia Walby, Patriarchy is a system of social structures and practices in which men dominate, oppress, and exploit women. Social stratification along gender lines, in which power is predominantly held by men, has been observed in most societies." I grunted as Siri finished reading over the PC. I exhaled deeply and shook my waist a bit. I had been seated under the tree on a brick bench since over 15 minutes. I wasn't comfortable and I didn't want to go home yet. I'd rather stay on campus that go to meet that tacky Haya who wouldn't quit humming the hymns of Dare's praises. "It's not as if she's getting any positive response." I thought out loud, forgetting that my project was the priority at the moment and not some bestie affairs. I minimized chrome and opened Office Suite. It opened to the numerous rows of files. The first of them all
San Jose. ~Dare Ofegu~ "You don't have to panic or say anything. There will be a lot of reasons for you to do when we walk in. Just stay put and be yourself." She looked up at me from her tablet as Theo pulled the limo over. I only pushed my head down softly like I got the whole idea of what she really meant. "Come." Theo had pushed a button and the door of the limo opened itself. We both stepped out. "Let me." I offered, reaching my hand out to take her wine bag. She smiled and gave it to me. We walked off the limo to stand before a duplex. There was a small lawn before it and an open fence from electric wire. "One of your houses?" I considered the degree of makeup she was wearing and provided an answer to my question before she could. NO. "You'll see for yourself." She dismissed and reached out her right hand next to my left. I swi
Kafula. Three days Later. ~Dare Ofegu~ "Superintelligence: Paths, Dangers, Strategies. Nick Bostrom. Which should I start with?" Twas more of a remonstration as I picked a book to drop it. I have several books which explored the concept of 'Artificial Intelligence' on my work table. And now I don't know which to start with. The books ranged from Life 3.0 by Max Tegmark, Artificial Intelligence: A Modern Approach (AIMA) by Stuart J. Russell and Peter Norvig, The Singularity is Near by Ray Kurzweil, AI Superpowers: China, Silicon Valley, And The New World Order by Kai-Fu Lee, The Master Algorithm: How the Quest for the Ultimate Learning by Pedro Domingos to Human Plus Machine: Reimagining Work in the Age of AI by Paul R Daugherty and H. James Wilson. To be sincere, I have no idea which to start with. Earning my own personal office wasn't enough. I had told Samantha to spare me an office well stocked with files and necess
A Beach Resort.~Dare Ofegu~"Hi, ma'am."A man, 6"2, blue eyes, thick brown beards, well-chizeled lips and straight nose walked towards Samantha and I, bowing slightly. The guy would be like the 100th person who had exchanged their pleasantries with us, Samantha precisely."Hey."Like she had said to all the rest, and kept on walking towards the lapping waves of the sea up ahead of us.At first, Theo had pulled over at the front of a typically small restaurant with an extrinsically furnished outside. I had thought we were going on another date. Because she tend to take a leave as much as she wanted. After all, twas her own company.And we'd walked through the door into an enclosed restaurant just like the type you see everywhere. But instead of settling down, a lady had approached us and led us through the back door out of the restaurant into another open restaurant with a Seaview."