Emeka

A couple of years ago, when my mother wouldn’t stop with the incessant ” when are you going to marry” ish… I met Emeka, he was your typical money miss road, igbo man.Looking back now, I wonder why I was trying to put myself through that torture of unending happiness, I guess it was because …

The Ada Song (Video)

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I am Tired Slogan

Every woman/man has used the above excuse at lease twice a month in their relationship/marriage.Women have been accused of using it more and for the sake of this post, I am going to agree (not that I actually agree, I’m just trying to butress my point)HOW DO YOU AVOID THE “I’m Tired”, “I’m feeling sleepy”, …

Lips On Rubicund

Lips on rubicund… My hands cuffed in front of me…Red Ribbon taped to my ass… I looked like a gift…I had left the door slightly open. A note taped to the inside… “I’m in the room, make sure you lock the door”I could hear his foot fall on each stair, my mouth watering.. We’d not …

Real Desire

This is the Real me… The real Ada…My body tell a tale of want, list, desire, need…I am overtly needy, but i have been told overtime that I’m supposed to hide it, because laying all your cards is wrong. play a mind game of who wants who more…It drains me…I’m looking at him, he has …

Done

Have you ever made the same mistake 5 to 10 different times… Well I have… Time and time again, I repeat things that I have told myself, that I won’t do again; but I have learnt to forgive myself, to get over things quickly… Nothing is ever that serious if you look at life knowing …

Pleasure Me

Saturdays, I’d sleep for hours, waking up in the morning only to shower, brush my teeth, drink a bottle of water just to go back to sleep.Today, I woke up early in the morning after having an amazing sex dream. I could feel the warm between my legs and immediately knew what I had to …

Svelte

He’s looking at me, but he doesn’t really understand how easy it is for me… To move sveltely, to take off my clothes, letting each part drop like its bothering me, to stare into his soul, to walk into the shower and let the water rain down on me, gently and swiftly washing away dirt …

Like Fine Wine

I had already started the mental process of recollecting and chronicling the happenings and shenanigans for the β€œcrazy 24” story I originally planned on writing when I made a sudden turn and jumped on this instead. This story was occasioned by a flashback which was occasioned by a completely random conversation.…..detour……. Seriously this memoir writing …