“You are under arrest for sexing in a public place.” “You are my fiancée, your…
Oshoko Bushushu
Oshoko goes to jail -Oshoko Bushushu
Cynthia swept in from work in her flowing white top over black jeans and dropped…
Harmattan memories -Oshoko Bushushu
All the talk about closing the Third Mainland Bridge reminded me of one harmattan evening…
Training day (2) -Oshoko Bushushu
Our next facilitator turned out to be a klutz who was as exciting as a…
Training day -Oshoko Bushushu
“Good morning,” I greeted the receptionist at the hotel in Ikeja, “I am here for…
Cynthia is back -Oshoko Bushushu
Some women own you; body, heart and soul. Yes, they flutter their lashes and you…
Story for the gods (2) – Oshoko Bushushu
So, there we were inside my car at the Silverbird car park and waiting for…
Story for the gods –Oshoko Bushushu
So, I get this invite for a premiere of a new movie. I wear all…
Unfinished Business (3) -Oshoko Bushushu
I kicked the door shut with the back of my leg as we locked…
Unfinished business (2) -Oshoko Bushushu
Yes, where did we stop last week? Yes, at the point of denied entry –…
