“I can’t thank you for what you did for my daughter, Ken. You have been wonderful ever since you offered us your services,” Mrs. Fanny said, stirring her coffee and beaming a huge smile at Ken who was busy baking a hot cake for them.Mrs. Fanny and Sia paid Ken a visit at his house to appreciate him for paying the sum of fifty thousand dollars to finalize her release, even after winning the court case that almost sent Sia to jail.“Oh common, I mean I couldn’t stay and watch a pretty, young damsel like Sia risk going to jail,” he said and turned off the oven, “Should I cut you cake?” he asked them, staring lustfully at Sia.“Oh yes, I would need much of it,” said Sia, blushing.“Cake goddess. She likes cake a lot,” said Mrs. Fanny, smiling at Sia.Ken cut them a large portion and served them at their chair. He had his portion too, as he gave a mouthful bite at his portion and munched hungrily. “I love cake too. Meanwhile we shouldn’t be taking coffee. We got to be toasting to the vict
Brian cuddled the baby who had been crying for a time too long now. Sia was busy making his food in the kitchen. Suddenly the baby quietened and started sleeping once Brian stood up and paced around the room. He had been frequenting her house since the child birth and helping her out in the parenting duties. Although he wasn’t happy grandma was lying helpless in the hospital, he fancied the fact that she wasn’t around to stop him from visiting Sia, better still she wasn’t around the day he helped Sia put to bed.When Sia came with the food she smiled at her baby who was in Brian’s arms, sleeping innocently and effortlessly. She dropped the food on the table, collected the baby from Brian and about to lay him in his bed, he shook his legs and started off with a dull cry.“Shhh,“ she tried to nurse him yet it was useless; he had increased even the more, throwing his arms and legs this way and that way. And she was forced to return the baby to Brian. In a matter of seconds the baby qu
The four hoodlums were busy at the tunnel, smoking cigar and marijuana bickering over Brian’s inability to pay up the twenty thousand dollars, and Brian being on their necks for letting it linger for so long a time and Brian still breathing upon the surfaces of Miami.“What do we now, niggers?” one of them asked, affixing a cigar to his black thick lips, “Because we can’t wait any more. It has lingered.”“Yes it has lingered and Brian has to hear from us. From all I have seen he is giving us the folly ride,” the other said.“Indeed he is giving us the folly ride,” another said, smoking heavily, “His name is on our bullet.”“No,” another suggested, “I advise we take his name off our bullets,” he drew from his cigar and blew effortlessly that some let through his nostrils, “This is what we will do, his grandma is ill at the hospital. If we murder her it will get to Brian harder seeing that he loves her so much.”“Nice idea,” one said, shaking his head, “But are you sure she is at the ho
In few minutes they were back from recess as everyone converged for the judgment. Sia stared around and noticed Brian was nowhere around. She combed around the court but to no avail. She wondered what could have made him to disappear so soon. Everyone stood as the judge walked and had his seat. He peered at the audience through his glasses and before casting a stern look at Mr. Fanny who was restless and sweating profusely on his face an d glaring at his family. The whole place suddenly became quiet as the judge set to declare the judgment“The suite number 203 which has the plaintiff in possession of 56 kg of cocaine is one that should sound as an eye-opener first to the plaintiff and second to everyone under the sound of my voice. Having listened to his plea of not being guilty despite his history of drugs peddling which could be c
Brian got a call from his parents about the conviction of Mr. Fanny over drugs peddling, and his being sentenced to twenty years imprisonment and Brian was much bitter; he was inflamed because the person involved was Sia’s father, a man he had come to respect and love so much. He, Brain still felt something for Sia- for he had asked his father with eyes full of anguish if Sia was sent to jail when his father briefed him about Sia’s trial too. Although his heart still paused for Sia he would not be returning to California soon; he wished he could return and rewrite the love he had for Sia, but he was out-and-out to create the vacuum of absence to checkmate if what they had was true love or fantasy.Grandma was discharged from the hospital and a welcome party was organized for her by Brian and Sia. With atmosphere heated with happy guests who came to pay grandma the honor of keeping strong, she had least expected the turn-up- ranging from like billionaires, to artisans on the street, f
Sia rolled her eyes at Brian and held back her moan as he pounded into her vagina, and squeezed her nipples, before he shook powerfully and emptied his sperm in her. He squeezed her nipples and pulled out his penis from her vagina. Gradually he removed the condom and tossed it to a corner. Sia watched as he stood up and walked to the visitors’ room to attend to his cronies who have been waiting for him to be done with her. She stood up and peeped as he brought out a bag full of money and shared among them before they shook hands and parted. Brian returned to her in the bed and kissed her sizeable pale buttocks, squeezed and locked eyes with her. He saw the unrest and anger hanging on her face and he asked.“Why are you looking walked up?”“You came for my father’s hearing and suddenly disappeared. Why did you do that?”“The money in that bag is the reason I did that?” he watched her raised a brow, “Yes, I got money calls. I had to answer my boss. You don’t expect me to stay back a
Ken was very much busy fixing some hot doughnut and cake in the kitchen. He had been wary all day, yet to forgive himself for falling out of grace and short of the schemes of the State’s attorney for his client, Mr. Fanny. Although he blamed Mr. Fanny for keeping his history of drugs peddling from him and expecting him to perform magic, he felt he didn’t do much for the Fanny’s. And now he wondered how Mrs. Fanny would feel, about his legal prowess and experience. After the hearing Mrs. Fanny had avoided him like leprosy and wouldn’t pick his phone calls. He had enough to explain to her; especially about her husband’s decision to go to jail. In fact Mr. Fanny saw it coming and he prepared for it; he had briefed ken that all his days in New York he had not trampled on anyone and had kept a clean slate, and never burnt bridges- offended anyone. So he saw no reason his foes would trace him down to California and plant drugs in his room.There was a ding dong at the door. “I am coming
Brian had been staring at Sia feed the baby with cereals and not breast milk, and he had come to realize her reason for denying the baby breast milk; some time earlier after the delivery of the baby Sia had cried over her flabby breasts.She was dead scared of losing her firm breasts due to breast feeding. She had told Brian about her plan to regain the beauty of her breasts after her other children milked it to dryness.But Brian took all of that for lies; she was doing all of that for the man she was seeing- the man he saw pounding into her vagina in the horse pen on the night of grandma’s party. Upon seeing them that very night the urge of keeping the baby aside and engaging the man in a fist fight was not missing – but he had recalled his encounter with Brian over Sia and also argued if actually he was in love with Sia – yes. He had looked himself severally in the mirror and locked eyes with the image to confirm he was in love with Sia. For nothing would inspire him to cover th