LONELY BLACK BOY

I just got back to my desk from lunch break at the office canteen. Lunch time took the better part of an hour which was spent with one of my top office crushes. Standing on the queue together, waiting to pay and actually eating the barely edible food were the activities we did together in that period. I feel fortunate every opportunity I get to spend time with him. He's a good person and apart from that, he's very good to look at too. It's never a big challenge to get a smile out of him. My dream man, more or less. His ass is flat, but that does not take anything away from his charm on me. At worst, it's just something for me to tease him about when he's feeling full of his good looks. This afternoon's lunch was the fourth mealtime we've spend together this week. The first was yesterday morning at breakfast after I ran into him in the lunch room. And I hope it continues in this way. I feel fulfilled every time he shares some experience of his with me or

Back in October 2018, I decided to take three weeks off from work. I was feeling pretty despondent about the whole responsibility and ambition and even, life thing, so I figured that time away from the regular was just what I needed to find my productivity and purpose again. Perhaps, another reason I was feeling low was my recent failing at finding love with a love interest, despite my committing quite some time and effort to it. W A N D E R L U S T Earlier in the year, I'd hoped to be able to travel out of Nigeria during my annual leave (East Africa or Europe). Alas, I never got to planning this out on time despite having the budget for it (I'm so lazy, sometimes it amazes me how I've managed to come up with the amount of content on this blog). So, I settled for doing a mini-Nigerian tour. After what was not really a lot of thought, I settled on Kano, Abuja and Uyo. Kano, because a guy I'd met on Facebook a few weeks before - and got along pretty well with -

Last Sunday, while perusing Grindr from the chair where I was using my laptop, I came across one profile that had stood out to me a couple of times before in the past couple of weeks. Using decent English, the guy shared on his profile message: "Yes, I do this for money. Come and beat me". Previously when I'd read that message, I promptly skipped over it. I had no business conversing with a cheap and undignified prostitute, or did I? Well, this Sunday, I'm sure it was more of curiosity and hunger for adventure than my hornyness that drove me to send this guy (let's call him Poise) a message. "How much", I texted, not bothering with any pleasantries. In the same vein, he replied with "10,000 Naira". "Oh, not so bad", I thought to myself. If I'm feeling happy with myself, I can spend that on feeding and entertainment just for myself in one or two days. With no financial pressure to haggle and with me in quite a charitable mo