My
home, my fancy clothes, my boxes, me... all check. Then in Tunji's car, headed
for his place. As we approached the gate to his house, I felt all forms of
twitchings in my belle
The intent was clear enough to her as she aimed her father’s Smith & Wesson .38 caliber revolver at squeezed once more. Splattered on the white wall of their bedroom was the bloody brain of someone she her husband
A kiss with Tunji is what every lady should experience -well I guess that’s the reason they wouldn't let him be-. Let me take a minute to tell you about my first kiss with Tunji: