Category Archives: Life

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    Y Front Briefs.

    Now, it still beats me and good folk if you could, kindly help me understand. Why Y front briefs? In 2015, why? Is it good behavior really, for a young man of high grandeur and promising stature to walk around the office with old worn out Y front briefs that are so long they could touch his knees? Even when they are not old, those Y front briefs leave panty lines across the bum. But that is such abhorrence! How could say, a lawyer present a case to a jury in court with tailored wit, charisma and suit but don old saggy Y front briefs underneath?
    Do you know what heartbreak that is..

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    With Heat, It Cooks or Burns.

    Dawn comes easily this Friday morning as you have just cum too. You needed to. You’d been mad at him the previous night – or early morning – when he’d finally decided to show up. 1:30 am to be precise. You couldn’t sleep. For three weeks, this tug deep inside your heart told you something was amok. Oh and it tugged, strongly like diarrhea but flickering like a hand lamp flame. One thing though, you cannot decide whether your boyfriend of three months is already cheating or is yet to decide to cheat.

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    Kibo Safari Camp and BAKE!

    All around me, the adolescent earth birthed grass with avowed intent like a teenage boy does armpit hair.
    Kibo Safari Camp defines afro-centric. It’s so damn sexy African you can tell it’s a dark short haired lass with an ample bottom, nude. Like Chidimna of the Kedike hype. It looks like it scrubs with sand and honey and all that natural stuff ladies in Kurlly diaries use. It only dons tiny Ankara and dashiki bras and skirts.

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    Raising a Sibling, for Dummies.

    I feel like those new dads crammed in Aga Khan’s delivery waiting room, hoping for a ‘how-to-raise -a-daughter’ manual. Only now, she comes fully grown with a pair of shy breasts of her own, and I am sworn to protect them. Somebody pass me a hammer.