Our next facilitator turned out to be a klutz who was as exciting as a flashy new doorknob. He was fat, sweaty and kept saying “I think you get me”, which left me and Tola looking at each other and…
Training day -Oshoko Bushushu
“Good morning,” I greeted the receptionist at the hotel in Ikeja, “I am here for the training.” “Which one?” the pretty faced and chubby, light-skinned lady replied, flashing a set of teeth that would make good advertisement for Close Up.…
Cynthia is back -Oshoko Bushushu
Some women own you; body, heart and soul. Yes, they flutter their lashes and you melt, they take off their clothes and you die. They don’t need to speak or make a fuss, they got you whipped. I have known…
Story for the gods (2) – Oshoko Bushushu
So, there we were inside my car at the Silverbird car park and waiting for her weed to arrive. Jessica had told her taxi man to beat it while she waited for the guy I had called to bring over…
Story for the gods –Oshoko Bushushu
So, I get this invite for a premiere of a new movie. I wear all black; shoes, trousers, shirt and jacket. Nollywood and the music industry is well represented but my eyes are not out for the stars. I am…
Unfinished Business (3) -Oshoko Bushushu
I kicked the door shut with the back of my leg as we locked lips. Celine and I kissed with hunger and an urgency that left us breathless. The bed was soft as I pushed her gently unto it…
Unfinished business (2) -Oshoko Bushushu
Yes, where did we stop last week? Yes, at the point of denied entry – just as she took off her panties and opened her Kintus wide, we heard her father’s car horning at the gate. Oh, boy the blue…
Unfinished business -Oshoko Bushushu
I was 18 and home on holiday from my first semester at Uni. She was also 18 and home from uni too. We had done SSS 2 and 3 together, studied for JAMB together and kissed one or two times.…
Getting lucky at the ATM (2) -Oshoko Bushushu
I stood there and watched her cook as we talked. First we talked about her cousin, my former colleague, Freddy and then we talked about work before our conversation moved to Lagos and the hustle, how it affects us all…
Getting lucky by the ATM -Oshoko Bushushu
I was heading for drinks with a client at Ikeja and I was already in Anthony Village when I realised that I didn’t have a dime on me, as in physical cash. I had my ATM cards all right but…