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So last night I decided to step out with my wife, hence there was no light at home to keep us company. She was clad in bum shots and a big polo. While strolling, she told me she wanted eating Akara . Hence I had some money on me, we headed for the woman selling Akara at the bus stop. My wife stood at the distance, while I joined the queue to buy Akara . While standing, the elderly woman frying Akara pointed behind me. "No be your wife be that? Another man the chyk her for you o." I turned and discovered the man was actually trying to get my wife's attention. I returned my gaze to the Akara without uttering a word. I wasn't looking worried about it. The Akara woman couldn't understand why another man would be trying to toast my woman and I wouldn't even react; I didn't even move a muscle. "Him go steal your wife from you o." She exclaimed as the guy kept making advances at my wife. I turned and my wife waved me and threw a kiss at me. I smiled a...

Many years ago while I was working on my project topic "THE WARMNESS OF THE AFRICAN PEOPLE" I discovered it required me to travel to African countries so as to interview them, and also take live pictures of them too. I told my parents about it and they were ready to sponsor me to four African countries. Out of this four African countries, I visited one tribe that shocked me to my bones. I arrived in Namibia; northern Namibia to be precised, where I met with the people of Ovahimba and Ovazimba tribes in the Kunene and Omusati regions. I was a stranger who didn't know my left from right. I didn't even know how I wandered until I got into this rural area where I discovered women who didn't wear brazier. My first encounter was when I had stopped at a well, to ask for a drink. The woman who was drawing water out of the well, had red dreadlocks on her head. When she lifted her head to look at me, the first thing I sighted was her exposed breast. I immediately covered my...

So last night it happened that my both parents who had come into Jos for a wedding, decided not to spend the night in a hotel room. Instead, they decided to pay me a visit at my house. It was a surprise visit. My wife was in the bathroom as at the time they arrived. I had only opened the door to welcome them in. I was very surprised to see them. "Where is your wife?" My mother whispered. "She is bathing." I replied as I led them in. I was just about calling my wife to inform her of my parents visit, when my mother stopped me and asked me not to inform her. "Don't call her. I want her to be surprised just as you were surprised. Let her come out and see us herself." My father chuckled.  While seated in the sitting room, my wife shouted from the toilet. "Honey…." "Yes baby." "Can you lick my nyash for love?" My father turned and glanced at me.  Usually in such situations, I will say something like "yes baby, ...