I walked up to Amaka slowly and grabbed her ass. Then I squeezed… She paused, she didn’t say anything, didn’t resist. She didn’t fling Chinaware at my face, my hand was still grabbing, so I decided to go all in. With one swift move my fingers were...
“Oga how much be your money?” I asked the elderly man as he swiped sweat from his forehead with a soiled handkerchief as we both stood under the blazing sun. He sized me up for a bit and said “Four thousand naira.” “Four thousand?!” I exclaimed...
