LIKE SHATTERED GLASS (4)

I was told to “man up” by Tom and Fred when I told them about how Bukola humiliates me. That, however, did not help resolve my issue.  They said I am weak and as a man I should not tolerate that act from a woman.  Yes, I should not. I can’t understand why I find myselfContinue reading “LIKE SHATTERED GLASS (4)”

LIKE SHATTERED GLASS (3)

By the time I got home, Bukola had already cooked my favorite meal and dressed in a lingerie! She opened the door and smiled warmly. I was stunned, but I couldn’t resist her warm smile. I tried my best to pretend by ignoring her as soon as she opened the door. As I walked awayContinue reading “LIKE SHATTERED GLASS (3)”

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