Hands off the Thighs.
I cannot help myself from staring at this African. The smile just gives me goosebumps; his humbleness is the icing on the cake. Forgive me my central land people but if a lady gets snatched by the lake people just let her go. In the modern society, to find a real man is a pearl amidst this walking sharks that just want to eat me. Don’t get me wrong, sometimes I need love but all the time I need money. But then again man proposes, God disposes Maybe this eagerness to find myself a man in this ungrateful depressed and broke life of mine has been steered by the way I see my older brother treating his wife. I mean in another life, if we were not related I would still be in your life as a wife. Again don’t get me long, I’m not lusting after my brother but real recognizes real. I have a fair share of my uncles mistreating their wives and I wish no one in that in their lives. My mom keeps on saying they are family, but in my case we are just related but they are not my family. I have the ...