Exposed

Exposed by Nyar Afrika short story I feel her eyes on me, staring, gauging, taking me in. I look at her through the corner of my eye, obviously trying to be subtle about it so as to get a good view of her. In as much as this club is dimly lit, I take in her feature...

Nyelethi

Nyelethi by Nyar Afrika short story   “Are you okay?” I ask as I gently kiss her neck. “Mmh.” She mumbles a barely inaudible answer, her mind seeming far away. “You are thinking about her again.” She goes unnaturally still in my...

Dark Juices

Dark Juices by Nyar Afrika short story “Jaliya Hotel. Room 10. Be there by 9 pm.” This email is straight to the point. There is no name and address yet I already know who it is. It’s my first time soliciting the services of an escort company and to...