“What?!”
“Or do you want to tell me that necklace you are wearing is not a
result of your indecent flirting with Ojo?” said a scowling Ndidi who
was looking at the gold chain around Amara’s neck. Porn vedio The
townsfolk of Umu-Okwe (this place is supposed to be fictional) were
saddened by the loss of one of the few wealthy sons of their
hometown who had the interest of his people at heart. She didn’t
even seem the least bit remorseful. “How could you do such a thing? Amara was confounded. “Excuse me?”
“You heard me!”, her sister Kamsi replied in a deceptively even voice
that belied the venom in her words. They did not pay her as much as they did to keep
their clients waiting. “Are you fucking kidding me?!!!”
… What a wasteful culture. Five years ago. What a wasteful culture. She learned to give way too little concern to her sisters
and the machinations of their little minds. A 21 year old Amara is staring at her sister in disbelief. “Why?” she asked as her tears poured down her face. Amara perused her phone catching up on her emails and messages,
her job as a computer analyst for the multi-nationals
ROOM‘8’CONCEPTS was not going to go on a break just because her
father was dead. “Ignorance is bliss”, they said, and this is
how Amara came to believe those words.
