Erotica

Fatima was a gorgeous 30-something bachelorette who had moved to Lagos five years ago. She had lived in Canada in the 10 years prior to her return. She was a woman of endless curves, light-skinned with curly jet-black hair and had the face of a girl who was at least 10 years younger. Even though she had dominated the academic arena, she had always been more popular because of her looks. She was always baffled by the myriad compliments that glorified her hair or her supple skin or bodacious body and next to none about her insights into problem-solving. She had an endless stream of men vying for her attention. They lavished her with gifts and fine dining but she had never once compromised on her high standards. They had all turned out to be assholes in search of nothing but the pleasures between her thighs. She had all but given up on the prospect of finding a worthy man, someone who would cherish every part of her and push her to the heights she knew she was capable of. Then she met L