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Bisi and Scott have been married for two years now, they have not fallen out of love but rather their love has grown beyond just physical needs. Bisi had also lent his voice to the LGBT community in Nigeria, he had used his own story especially how he had overcome the hate and fear to live his life and love whom he wanted to love.
BISI'S POV It took only a split second for my whole life to flash before me, my past came to mock me in the cruelest way ever, while my future was miles away unaware of the judgment my kinsmen had passed on me.
Esther and I didn't spend the rest of the day alone and I avoided eye contact as much as possible.It was almost eight years now since my parents warned me never to talk about it or even think about it.
Esther had moved on from me, from us. She now dates the president of our school student union. The most popular and handsome boy in school.Sometimes I wonder why she felt he was a better option. I agree I never could give her the sexual pleasure she desired. But that other boy was Casanova and a bully.
After the incident with Jude, I tried to avoid him as much as possible, what if he realizes what I feel? what if he tells others about me.?I decided to visit home for two weeks, maybe I would forget it happened and it was just a figment of my imagination.
Jude's departure to a foreign land for fear of being killed hit me thinking about my own situation.I wasn't ready to die yet or become a source of grief to my friends and family.
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I was able to detangle my legs from his, and as I was about getting up from the bed so I could run to my room he stopped me."We had way too much alcohol last night, didn't we?" Ebuka said smiling at me
As I nestled my head on Ebuka's laps he bent his head low saying endearing things to me which made me blush.It felt as if we were in a world of our own and nothing could go wrong.
*******************Bisi and Scott have been married for two years now, they have not fallen out of love but rather their love has grown beyond just physical needs. Bisi had also lent his voice to the LGBT community in Nigeria, he had used his own story especially how he had overcome the hate and fear to live his life and love whom he wanted to love.
Bisi's PovDating Scott was a thrilling experience, and it was quite different from what I was used to. He didn't have to say he loved me but showed he did.
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Bisi's PovBeing single was not all I thought it would be, I feel so lonely and miserable. No wife, no friend, no companion, worst of all no love. I used to have them all but now nothing, my life feels vacant and void, engulfed by the darkness that is almost touchable.
Bisi was at the bathroom taking a shower when someone knocked on their hotel room door, Jude who was lying down rose from the bed and used the robe to cover his nakedness before opening the door.He didn't bother asking who it was because they had always ordered room service for some drinks and food each time they met at the hotel, so he presumed they had come to delive
Bisi's PovI'm really pissed off right now, things are not going according to plan, everything about my life has gone haywire. My marriage is hanging on a thin thread, my job is boring and the one thing supposed to make me feel alive is on the run. Jude has been playing hide and seek with me lately, apparently, the fear of his wife is stronger than ou
BISI'S POV***********************************It was a rainy Saturday morning, the s
Jude's PovMy wife was surprised as I helped her pack her luggage and even assisted in dressing the kids. You see today is the day that Bisi would be coming over as planned and I was more than excited to see them leave. Don't get me wrong I love my family, in fact, I usually feel so lonely whenever my wife embarks on such trips. I have even begged her
****************I am so excited, I almost feel like breakdancing. It's been well since I went out for a drink with a friend, especially someone that tickles my fancy.