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Sep 23

Once Bitten

Fiction

See, my roomie and I had a ‘bag’ where we pooled our rubbers. It was strategically placed, for easy access so as not to stop the flow of the ‘action’, and it was always well stocked. Or it usually was. So I didn’t bother to check it when I was doing my mental rundown

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Sep 23

The Accused Has Been…

Short Stories

When you are in love you never!  You never dare to ask important questions. He gave me directives on how to get to his mansion. He treated me like gold. I couldn’t help but helplessly fall in love with him.

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Sep 22

Dear Ify

Fiction

The fear that you’d make an immature single parent pricks you and you regret maintaining your stance on abortion. You’re confused, even now unconvinced of the decision to keep the baby. The questions surround you like a man drowning in a river. So what about murder?

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