Obinna Strange

SUITE 303 JERRY MARRIOTT HOTELS His penis didn't agree that he would celebrate with his friends and was just 'looking ground' anyhow. Shantel naturally noticed he was anxious and ran her palm across his chest whispering 'it's not your fault' and soothingly told him 'calm down'. But the fact was He was on a runs girl in a bed in a JM suite, his G was giving another girl serious 'Lamba' (and would have casted him to the others in the sitting room of the suite) beside him on the same bed and his village people where actively working on his ability to get an erection. 1. How the hell was he supposed to calm down? 2. How the hell wasn't it his fault especially considering his low levels of physical fitness where because he was always either on a car or on a bike and the last time he had gone to the stadium was in his 3rd year? Her cool, homely voice called him back to the present and as she teased his nipple, Tope instinctively lowere...

I guess she lied to me about her school, so I lied to her about my age. Now, I don't care what they call biscuit in Ghana or if she's ever been there. Each morning, I dial her number and hope it rings. But I always get the same reply 'The subscriber you're calling, is currently not available' Why didn't I get her Facebook username? Why didn't I ask of her mail address? And how long will it take me to scroll through the list of Lindas on Facebook to get her. What if she uses a sobriquet for her user name? Watching her walk towards me that morning, I already knew something was going to happen. 'Do you guys sell cookies here?' She asked. I stared at her, not certain how to reply. Our eyes met, hers was blue, the colour of her blowse. She didn't take off her eyes and I wondered if my eyes were no longer scary like my friend's girlfriend insists. 'I want some cookies' It was then I saw the line that demarcated her boob. '...

    Have got something in my chest that I've always wanted to let off. Look, don't you find it funny that those things we promised ourselves when we were little not to ever do, we find ourselves indulging now. Am sure you remember when your mom was complaining about your neighbor's daughter sleeping around with men, doing runs girl. You told yourself that you will never disappoint your momma, that being a runs girl is disgusting. Well,  I hope you still have such mindset. Do you remember your street thugs? How they gather in one side smoking and getting high. These niggas are broke and look hungry. They come to you and then ask for #10. You give them hoping they will use it to buy food, rather they go ahead and still buy one more cigarette. And then you ask yourself what they ever gain from smoking crap. You promise yourself you will never touch it. I dunno about you but I do remember. Now, you've grown up, You're in the Uni. Life is different and more dif...