PhantaceeRandy: ‘Hi Diana. Is she coping well?’ Diana: ‘Uncle. Yes. She’s a quick learner.’ The Math tutor adjusted her sitting position when the father of her student came out of the bedroom, topless but wearing a thin cotton shorts. For the morning class, she had worn a basic t-shirt and a pair of skorts, purple…Continue readingOn Diana’s Account
Walking to the staircase near her block, Jolie was full of fear when a compromising photo was sent to her phone. Responding to the request of the blackmail, she wore a sundress with a black unpadded cross-rib bra, along with its matching panties. Apparently, whoever scaring her knew some of her clothes and did not…Continue readingLittle Jolie
Girl (whispering): ‘Hey. Can we get your number?’ Me: ‘Huh?’ Girl (whispering): ‘Just type in here. Tell them I’m connecting to the WiFi if they asked.’ The girl with sharp facial features handed her phone to me and I fiddled with it for a moment, getting my number in with my name. She took it…Continue readingA Foreign Blend
Just like the first time people reacted to the world’s most prolific scent, I couldn’t resist turning my head to catch a glimpse of the lady (or guy) who wore the famed perfume. It drifted gently into my nose, and the strength of it told me her exact distance from me. The only ‘new’ guest…Continue readingDinner for Ones
Unknown Number (Whatsapp): ‘Hey J. I’m Rick here. Just want to ask if you know Mel, the blogger.’ Me (Whatsapp): ‘Mel? Yeah I know her. How did you get my number?’ Rick (Whatsapp): ‘Ah. Don’t bother about how I got your number. You free tonight?’ Me (Whatsapp): ‘I’m working. On most nights.’ Rick (Whatsapp): ‘Oh!…Continue readingFor Mel C