Sometimes in life, we cut off bridges because we think that way won’t be needed but then life is unpredictable. It takes us back to “We need us” … Read More >Letter to my Besties
Mr helper, is the worst thing that has happened to me. I call him Mr helper because that was the name I used to save his number when he first approached me. He had told me about a very lucrative job with an amazing salary, which he wanted to connect me to. … Read More >CONFESSION NIGHT; Mr Helper
Then, I felt another pair of hands slip under my dress, gradually moving north. I held my breath as a finger slid into my vagina. Slowly and steadily, the finger moved in and out of … Read More >CONFESSION NIGHT (III) A Night With Him
The kisses stopped, the hugs stopped, the cuddling stopped. I remember crying to my wrinkled reflection on the mirror, begging God to turn back the hands of time. Since he didn’t want to sleep with me again… … Read More >CONFESSION NIGHT (II)
