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“Hi,” said Brian to their laborer, the very one that resembled Ciara. 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 hustl
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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 Oliver and Ciara 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 Ciara, it was his fate. They were never meant for each other and if really they were it was short lived. He perceived Ciara 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. It would be impossible for anyone to be loyal to him as the pioneer o
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Brian was restless until he put a call to his mother to know what the problem was and it was about the stolen wrist watch and missing tape. He perceived Ciara was behind it; since she believed he raped her and to think of the police demanding for the impossible was mind blowing- inviting him over for questioning. There was no stopping him about his decisions to stay back in Miami not even the police would make him compromise. Things had taken a down turn- when he surfed his Instagram to see Ciara had displayed to the whole world his picture with the caption; Behold A Rapist And A Thief. When he dialed her line it wasn’t through also that of Oliver. He screen shot and felt like wailing but fought it back when grandma walked in.“You don’t stay idle in my house boy, get up and do something,” commanded grandma who was shocked at the sight of Brian keeping still and staring at her. She dropped the basket of wheat on the shelf and toddled to his side. “You don’t looking happy. You look lik
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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 Ciara 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 Ciara’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 Brian caught hold of Mr. Biscuit jumping around at the apple orchard. When he a
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Their eyes locked at once as their faces pulled like magnets and paused at lips-shot. They swallowed hard and exchanged their impatient warmth breath. A hush of tranquility hung over them as he dared to push his lips to hers and she did same. Like tiger descending on a prey, he attacked her moistened lips and bit out kisses so recklessly delivered that she had no option than to let go of her entire pounds on his body. Like a miracle, his hands located her fragile waist, ran down her thighs and found her netted lingerie. He squeezed her soft buttocks as dough in the hands of a baker and the force of a fruit extractor, spanking her buttocks’ cheeks and separating them each time with his fore fingers, hunting for her vulva and clitoris. Clinch! They found her clitoris. He rubbed on the nut and she yelled a moan. He lifted her, kissing her bust, and walking her to the slaughter bed. She shut her eyes yet she saw herself climbing steps of cloud. His thick lips pitched on her ni
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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 around and she was fond of getting along
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Brian had his face down in his palms when the police and Mr. Biscuit came. The police searched around for the hoodlums before Brian told them they had escaped through the tunnel. They were also told that the hoodlums made away with his cash – Brian not aware his neighborhood identity card was also stolen. The police sympathized with him and promise to run to his aid whenever he was in anguish. They advised Brian against keeping gangsters because of gross gun violence that was the order of the day.When they left the scene Brian ran to his inner mirror and beheld his swollen cheek and black eyes he got from his oppressors. Mr. Biscuit, who had been panting at the back seat, inched to the front seat and started licking Brian’s disfigured face and black eyes. Fear walked through his face as he realized some minutes ago he had his back against the wall.“You saved my life, Mister,” groaned Brian, stroking its fluffy body, “You were unnerved that I was going to die right. Mr. Biscuit f
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Brian turned up for the skating session with Meyer, his new friend. Meyer dragged a monstrous face at Brian when she saw his disfigured face. Brian had already been haunted by thought of dealing with Meyer being gloomy in their training session if she should set her eyes on him - and so it did. She was all over Brian, trying to scavenge from him the cause of his swollen horrid face. By some means he was going to give her a reply and he had been contemplating whether or not to tell her the truth. Why would he trust a girl he just met for few nights a go- why would he take her seriously – it was too early to cut the flowers, to fall for her, and keeping to himself would do the magic. She lied to her about his face and narrated the golf story to her also. All along she had placed her hands on Brian’s shoulders and inspected his face with her fingers - and that was when Brian noticed her rose perfume, and soft palms. He kept calm and remained trapped as she nursed his face. Brian’s th
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Meyer, the nanny, and the twins made it to national park with the influx of tourists.Meyer knew of a truth the park had all that was required to be a popular destination. Being led by a park guard they took a grand tour of the park and beheld the wild animals and domesticated ones. The reserve was so beautiful that they couldn’t get enough of their sight.Suddenly Meyer forgot her problems and worries as she seemed to be carried away by the herds of lions and antelopes that flooded the park.“I wish God made me an animal like them,” said Meyer waving at a monkey that busily perched from tree to tree. And she made the twins in her arms to smile at the monkey, but they never responded.“Why did you say so?” the nanny asked, nursing the twin in her arm. The twin was wincing and might begin a heart-drenching cry soon.“They are free. We are not. They don’t think of any tax to pay, mortgage on a house to settle, children to cloth and most importantly who to fall in love with. They are as
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The moment they arrived at the airport, Meyer started replaying her horrible experiences with Brian; the countless number of times she wanted him in her life; the extreme measures she took just to charm Brian to her heart;How she disguised as a simple girl without Brian knowing she was a police officer; the skirting she often did just so she could be with Brain and become his best friend and lover.When she saw an aged woman checking into the airport thought of grandma hit her in the head; the quarrel she had with grandma because of Brian. She wondered what would become of grandma now; if she was still alive or dead. If grandma was still alive she would be a perpetual enemy to the twins she thought. And grandma would never allow Brian claim fatherhood of twins he knew nothing about.But paternity test would come through for me; She thought as they drove in the taxi that led them to the hotel they would be staying all through their vacation. When she cast a caring look at the twins t
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Meyer couldn’t stop moping at the twin baby boys while they slept peacefully in their cradle. Today would make it two days she put to bed of the twins, and her joy knew no bound ever since she brought the cute twins into this life; the doctor had congratulated her for the safe delivery and told her she defeated the feat of conducting a caesarian on her, because the twins were overgrown and two big to be born freely. She was glad to experience child birth. When she was very much younger her mother would tell her that child birth was like a woman having a hard stool. But today she could say it was more than that; the joy of procreation couldn’t even let her believe and confirm what her mother had told her years ago. In a short while, a young lady of Mexico origin, who was tall, and tan in complexion walked in, looking all smiles, with opened arms. She rubbed Meyer slightly on the arm.“Oh wow, congratulations,” the lady said, advancing to the cradles where the twins were. She peered
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Two days later, when Ken went upstairs to meet with Mrs. Fanny, He never realized he would meet her packing up her belongings. First he was forced to believe that the reason she ignored him downstairs and went upstairs was because of Blueeyes whom she said had become a torn in her flesh. Staying with Ken was no longer an option; it was a decision she had made along while before now. But she never had thought she would reveal to him about given up on their love; worst still the condition of convincing Mr. Fanny to sign the divorce paper was getting her pained and bored. She had seen her purpose of coming into his life was to get laid and take care if Blueeyes.Mind made up!It was good bye!She could hear the door creak as it opened behind her and she need not be told it was ken. She molded a hard face, paused her lips and bent to the bed to pick her dress and tunics which she wrapped and packed into her travelers bag.“What are you doing?” Ken asked hastily behind her, and held he
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When Mrs. Fanny shook her body she felt the warmth of a hairy body, and for once she thought she was in her bed at home, of course with no other person than Ken, since he too was hairy. As soon as she rubbed her eyes had two fast blinks and opened her eyes fully she was staring at her G-string and dress on the floor, and she almost called out Ken to query him for making love to her in her tipsy state; knowing how much she fancied being conscious and engaged during love making. But then she perceived a strange fragrance; Ken never smelled of honey; The fragrance was typically honey; as though the person had honey comb on his body. Gradually she tilted her neck to the left only to behold a neatly shaven face smiling at her.“Hello baby,” the strange man said to her, all smiles with appreciation for nice sex hanging in his eyes.“Sexy dragon!” Mrs. Fanny exclaimed and flinched from the stranger. “Oh my goose!” she yelled, sat up and squeezed her face with disfavor. “Who are you? Oh dam
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“Hello baby I am back.” Ken said to Mrs. Fanny the moment she walked through the door.She flinched fearfully, casting a stare at Ken who was at the wine shelf. She least expected Ken’s arrival and she had lost interest phoning him either. The lonely nights had only left her at the mercy of night clubs which she frequented to wade off boredom and horny. And to a sort, having Ken back wouldn’t change who she was to him – a mistress and a sex mate. She had only realized that too late. What on earth would have inspired Ken to give condition for her to be called his legally married wife? He knew convincing her husband to sign the divorce papers would not be an easy task and he gave her such tedious condition if indeed she would become his wife. What a wicked man; she thought.“Come over here, baby,” said Ken with wide spread arms and a face that shone with smile.How long is this going to continue like this? He doesn’t care anymore about me. All he knows is fuck me and nothing more; she s
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