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                                                     Adwoa had no business being here.. It was late and she was walking a drunk man she hardly knew to his residence... Apart from the the fact that he was heavy and he smelled of fried fish and beer, her high heels had become almost unbearable to walk in.. Just my luck, she thought.. I'll kill Babs for this. That's why she never did hook ups. The pretence was heavy and silly.. Never mind that she had been sexless for three years .  It is my choice ! Her own thoughts screamed at her.. Even if it wasn't, it was much better than being saddled with a heavy set drunk who could barely string two words together.. And was he..? "Hey.. Hey! Are you- oh shit! For the love of God!, she yelled as the man that hung over keeled over with vomit on the side walk. There was no version of life a date could go...

Photo Credits:Danny O'Connor "Next! Neext!, Hey my friend! will you move it, you think we have all day eh? Hurry up and look for your seat!" The big WOMAN standing in front of the examination hall had made it her business to ensure that the whole ID screening process was as tense as possible. She was burly, austere in the face and she was using it to her advantage. The girls were scared. Kay was fifth in line. To say, she was nervous would not begin to describe it. She was afraid that her nausea would take over;she was struggling to walk straight. "I have to make it through this paper" She kept reminding herself. She knew she would ace it, if only she could keep her head from swimming. Unconsciously her hand went to the small bump  on her belly that was steadily growing. The thought of  new life developing inside her made warmed her. "Hey! are you alright"? the burly WOMAN asked. Suddenly Kay was before the giant WOMAN. Clothes damp with sweat, she...

"What? No No no no no, no, you said that the last time, Kwame, no, NO you are not going to do this to me.!  I have already made reservations, this is very last minute! She what? So cancel i dont care, you will not leave me hanging tonight, not again! God! why do I put up with your shit? Argh!. If Kwame was the giant glass door way at the office entrance right now, she knew her yelling would have him cracked in a million non-recognizable pieces.  She banged the phone in its set several times  until it broke her well-manicured nail. She only managed to topple it over the office glass table and onto the floor.  She screamed some more... until her screams become hardly audible sobs. She didn't care if there was anybody in office that could hear her. She just didn't care. In any case it was well past  working hours, there couldn't be anyone significant around.  She felt strength seep out of her very soul, with every strangled cry "I can't.. I just can't......