The Slam Book

Memoirs of A Repentant Hooker: Episode 13

It wasn’t as if I never knew Amaka had parents but she really never said much about them. It was as if they were non-existing entities. . . And now, her parents who I have never met in years and whom she had never mentioned just happened to show up at the hospital just like… Continue reading Memoirs of A Repentant Hooker: Episode 13

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The Slam Book

Memoirs of A Repentant Hooker: Episode 12

Eliza and I had taken an okada which seemed to be the fastest as my mind seemingly dictated. I never even had the time to debate with my mind which is faster between the okada and the taxi but who cares right now ‘cos I seem to be on it already. Eliza who sat at… Continue reading Memoirs of A Repentant Hooker: Episode 12

The Slam Book

Memoirs of A Repentant Hooker: Episode 11

Sometimes, unnecessary stress makes someone add unnecessary weight. . . such was the dilemma I found myself in. Everything about me had changed. It was like I have lost the two most important persons to me. . . No sex in three weeks; so very unusual. I seem to have already lost interest in life;… Continue reading Memoirs of A Repentant Hooker: Episode 11

The Slam Book

Memoirs of A Repentant Hooker: Episode 10

The taxi I boarded home was exactly the kind I needed. The driver had dropped off all other passengers and I was the only one left at the back seat of the car. My knees were too weak to walk that I had no option but to opt for a taxi. I would have ‘flied’… Continue reading Memoirs of A Repentant Hooker: Episode 10

The Slam Book

Memoirs of A Repentant Hooker: Episode 9

Amaka Coker was one out of the few great things that happened to my life. I remembered the first time we met; it was like we had known each other for ages. She has and always had an alluring and magnetic personality; she’s more real than life, ‘couthly’-blunt and highly hyper-active. She has this laughter… Continue reading Memoirs of A Repentant Hooker: Episode 9

The Slam Book

Memoirs of A Repentant Hooker: Episode 8

It rang 6.00a.m. sharp. . . Nothing’s constant like the precision of my alarm clock waking me up when it needed to. Rising from the bed isn’t one of my favourite to do list events but staying too long on the bed could make me sick. . . Right! But staying on the bed all… Continue reading Memoirs of A Repentant Hooker: Episode 8

The Slam Book

Memoirs of A Repentant Hooker: Episode 7

Going out with Jide was exactly my getaway. I needed the cool aura, the solemn oldies and the delicious sauced fried snails of the restaurant. . . Jide is indeed a man of class and I enjoyed every meal from the dessert to the main course and to every music played that I couldn’t but… Continue reading Memoirs of A Repentant Hooker: Episode 7