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The Dark Place

Dark Place

Tonight’s the night we lose control!

Her naked body wriggled feebly as he tucked in his flaccid penis in his boxers. The room was lit just enough to appreciate her areolas once again.
‘Wow! Is this how make-up sex feels like? We need to quarrel more’, he thought with a smirk.
John Legend’s Tonight had been on repeat primarily to drown her loud moans. Quite a moaner, that one! While fondling with the papers on the bedside cabinet to pick his wedding ring, his hand hit the little metal and it rolled under the bed.
‘Oh fuck!’, he cursed.
He crouched and his stretched hand meandered around the dark place the way his tongue did on her moments earlier. The flashlight on his Samsung phone came to the rescue. However, instead of the ring, what the light shone on was a recently used HIV test kit.
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Dashed

‘My courage will not be squashed; I’ll tell her my feelings today’, I soliloquised, as I passed by an electoral poster of her father. I always look forward to seeing her alighting from the chauffeur-driven SUV but oddly, she wasn’t in school today.

A crowd lurked around her house. People conversed in hushed tones, gathered in twos and threes. The usual euphoria was absent. I moved towards Rotimi as I sighted his customized Arsenal jersey in the crowd.

‘Guy, wetin dey happen?’, I asked, tapping his shoulder.

Baba, you never hear ni? Otunba & his family were assassinated last night’

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