Chapter Fourty


A lot of questions run through my mind as I sit in my office, with my iPod in my ear, Omah Lay's Bad influence sounds directly into my ears, while I keep staring at the picture of the lady that is my screen saver; Iris Adelana.

She is dressed in a white bum short and a bikini bra. Her long, full hair that is left unpacked forms an afro on her head, giving her diamond shaped face, a fullness. Her black skin glowed with the wetness of the beach water on her skin and, an added effect from the sun of that afternoon. Her long, legs ended in foots that were bare of any foot wear except the beach sand on which they stood. She exuded innocence, femininity and strength in one picture, she was no doubt a siren, and I am the victim; the one who she had trapped in her spell.

"Iris Adelana, what are you doing to me? even now." I mutter, lost in my thoughts of her. Everything with her was like an unadulterated magic, her smile was pure and even if she tried to hide

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