Aaron Ovye Anduwa
Nabila has yet to build an immunity against the irritability of her mother, so unlike her kid sister who would outlandishly forge excuses for her dearly beloved mummy, Nabila makes no effort whatsoever to suppress her disgust with her old lady this time. When Nabila’s mother staggers past her, Nabila’s senses are bludgeoned by a violent stench of waywardness and its frills.
Their first meeting was earlier that morning when he was moving in. He was reluctant to say hi so as not to come off as thirsty, but he did either way. There was a momentous pause and a stare before she smiled
My biggest problem was that she laid there as if it was solely a transaction. I know there was an exchange of money, but i expected a bit more theatrics. At some point, she seemed to have noticed i was bored and tried to fake moaning but I was done trying too hard.