Regina Kang, first born of Mr. and Mrs. Gabriella Kang, marital status married to a handsome every perfect dream man, good looks, good job, stable salary, and most importantly a man with the exquisite bed room skills a master of the weaponry between his legs. A product of these summed up attributes, an eventual rain of four kids, two girls two boys each inherited their father’s handsomeness and their mother’s skin color and beauty. Well educated and with even better IQ than their parents each managed to secure a good job in various prestigious company’s in and out of the country each indulged in different fields of work from machinery to farming. At 50, Regina graduated from a mother of four children to a grandmother of three handsome puffy bundles of joy courtesy of her second daughter which in turn recreated the joy and ecstasy of the family tree. Gabriella Kang from parents, to grand parents and now great grandparents. Even though Regina’s second daughter had conceived and was married off earlier than her first she felt slightly disappointed in her first daughter since it was unspoken tradition that the first daughter be first to bear the first grand child of the family but her younger sister surpassed her. So, after hard work and persistence of continuous urge and zeal to pressure her first daughter to get married and even more importantly bear her grand kids, a year and half after her younger sister had given birth she too got married to an even handsome, more successful husband than her sister’s though weaker skilled with the much lesser weaker bazooka between his legs. Before the end of that year, she had conceived and by July she gave birth to identical twins, finally…the family was complete both daughters of Regina were now mothers and she was the grandmother to not three but now five grand kids.
There was a catch to this family tree, just like Regina’s two daughters one older than the other it reflected itself in the marriage life of Gabriella, yes Regina was the first born but she had a younger sister, way more successful in both wealth and community rank, Elizabeth Kang. Unlike her less literate sister, Elizabeth was the book worm of the two sisters, she endeavored her life in limitless abundant knowledge where she was fiery to know just what she did not know yet. So, when her sister was entering the marriage life she was in deep relationship with books, libraries and anything that added her skills. In fact, by the time she was married her sister had given birth to two sons and one daughter, but fortunate for her she had literacy as her weapon so despite her more successful husband she was able to survive in the cruel world if ever he would turn his back on her, unlike her elder sister who put her whole dedication to her husband and if he ever filed a divorce her life was literally squashed and crumbled to a crisp. Following the steps of her elder sister she was as reproductive and soon enough she conceived and a year later she gave birth to her first born. But by this time Regina had now four kids while she had one, so in the family hierarchy and by tradition perspective her opinion was to be considered of least effect but according to the modern world she was more educated and more successful even more than her sister’s daughters and using her money to rebuild her parent’s home to a modern technologically advanced structure she earned her place on the family table. In turn when it came to family matters concerning finance, she was the one addressed to by both the people and community but matters tradition her sister was the one approached. Still amidst her prestigious position in her family and the community the rumors lingered in the air, flickered in the wind, whispers behind closed doors and in open markets…its her daughter… “Has her daughter bore the seed like that of her aunt’s?”, this filled the hearts of all those encaged by the tradition bonds, yes, she had money but she lacked the dignity that her sister possessed.Why the obsession? The continuous nagging on almost every encounter with her daughter? why that fiery urge to be at the same level with her sister… from conception and her first glance of the cruel world the face she recalls apart from her mother’s is her sister’s and it wasn’t plastered with the joyful smile like her mother’s but instead… a frown that still sticks on her memory an indication she may be her sister but a young inadequate inferior being no mater what she does. So, as they grew up Reginna made her superiority clear from bullying her in home duties and the serving of food she made sure Eliz got the lesser meaty part and more bones while the rest got the juicy tantalizing fats. So, Eliz fought the psychological and mental battle to gain the dignity and respect her sister so much disgraces, thus that fiery urge to outsmart her education wise a sector she was way more gifted than her sister. But still this battle and goal to prove her point that she too was a sister with her place still she nears to push her sister to the edge and make her give in and say the words she so eagerly wishes, but not yet one thing stops this dream from coming true. Her daughter, her pestering stubborn daughter, sometimes she rues her ignorance and stubbornness she too had when she was still a child because this attribute was passed down to her daughter and this time it was ten-fold what she was. Guess this attribute proves even before a DNA test that she really was her daughter.David Taa, a well know esteemed CEO of the Taa Car Assembling Limited a company renewed for assembling cars from different parts to create the million worth cars so often printed on magazines and displayed on many phone wallpapers. So, with money and communal recognition checked on her checklist, Eliz went on to learn on his background. A respected famous inventor back in the day making crazy inventions from spare motors and malleable steel bars, a talent that made him compete in the National Science Fair Contest (NSFC) where he did the impossible and invented an artificial modern-day submarine with all capabilities of a modern submarine except his had an added advantage it could move backwards like in reverse just like a car a feature no submarine has yet to discover. So, at this point her invention career was cemented and since then he worked to own a company that deals with international parts, and the only company with enough capital to re assemble and sell it to millionaires’ ad wealthy governors. Hardworking traits check! Eliz marked as he went on to analyze the other also important part all men, successful men should possess. Brown skin, well placed teeth always white, a smile that melted the hearts of all women, an average nose well placed just some mm from his upper lip, average pearl eyes with brown pupils, nice kept eye brows and sexy eyelashes, ever short well-kept hair and average ears, a masculine physique and around 7.5 feet tall, a height most romantic men are blessed with- though not scientifically proven but according to World Sexy Magazine-he was perfect. Having checked the last thing on her confirmation list she was now glad, finally she will gain the respect she so dreamt off, she saw her dream of her sister kneeling in embarrassment confessing her respect to her. If her daughter won’t get herself a husband then she will.Defining herself in her more-bossy feminist attire, one that portrayed her as the superior and more so the woman who held the whip to keep the raging bulls in line, one who upheld her dignity next to her love for God and family. Tuesday 4th, her assigned meeting with Rabrics enterprise on their contract renewal was on going and timely as well, started on schedule that was 11.45a.m and each agenda allocated its own time gap to be adhered to. Purpose being, their company just like any other similar superior and inferior alike it needed maintenance and seemingly their work of line includes the 95% interaction of man and micro-processors cleanliness was key, actually its cleanliness was prime and very crucial. If by chance dust happens to be swept in unnoticed into the system unit surfaces from the motherboard to the hard drives and network cables the Kang Enterprise was crippled. In turn it was understandable that Mary valued the Rabrics Cleaning Enterprise more than her shareholders an
“The gala is the day after tomorrow I want you to come.”, Mary requested in his man’s grasp, her thighs stable on his, her body laid on his, Ricky felt every part from her pointing nipples to her heavy behinds that tested the limits of his leg muscles. “The gala its isn’t really my kind…”, “Mmmmh!”, he breathed out deeply, within his defense to not attend the gala Mary unleased her tools of acceptance, the first kiss attack phased Ricky into a boner for some slight seconds before stabilizing. “What I meant was…”, “Please for me I really want you to meet my parents.”, she interrupted again this time she changed her position form sideways to opening her legs and trapping him between them her puppy eyes undeniably adorable. “Your parents?”, Ricky asked surprised and anxious, for him he was a garage mechanic in a relationship with a CEO he still couldn’t believe he was in this situation with, “What do you mean my parents?”, she questioned slightly harsh mimicking his accent, “Of course m
Rejection, fear, the devil’s scent and demonic aura lingered the air within the walls of the Masons house. The awkward part isn’t this negativity but what triggers or in this case who triggers it. Short, huge black pupil eyes, a shaped forehead, dark skinned, he wasn’t like the rest, not nanny, not Sam-father of the two brothers-, nor the two brothers. Turns out this difference, the standing out, even his accent wasn’t like any of them, and similar to the germinating of a seed to a natured plant with consistent fresh water, so did his unwanted presence water the hate, despise, growing day by day. His very sight made them boil in anger and worse was they had no reason to hate him they just did, well the brothers mostly. But it wasn’t always like this, was it? Before this abomination of a human being came into their life, the Masons house was ever joyful, cheerful energy cascaded the steps, and ecstasy lingered the air. They say good things are short lived, one fateful morning the night
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It was packed, chaos writhed every corner, the clanging of spanners was heard again and again, the banging of bonnets and roaring of engines ringed in many ears, it was the weekend and Big Mac garage was full of disabled vehicles that needed fixing. Chop chop Ricky, there was a lot of work for him to do, from the engine to the tires, every car that came in was weakened, and it had to come out strengthened. He was greasy, sweaty and tired, but should he stop, if he did he was unemployed and his foster siblings were the last people he could ask for help, so press on, he psyched himself. They were five mechanics, each specialized in their own venture, but Ricky had a common and wide knowledge of those ventures combined. From the axles, to pistons, to the battery, to the tires and it’s rims, Ricky knew a car inside out, so it was inevitable that many clients considered him to tend to their car’s needs. SUVs came in, Mercedes drove out, BMWs screeched in, Toyota’s drifted out, it was a
White and fashionable grey steps raised to the glass silver handled self sliding door opening to one of the two entrances, one for guests another much wider for the luggage’s, at the top white poster well written in black, accueiler (welcome), was stuck right above the doors, at the very entrance dressed in classical trousers and matching suits for the men whereas women in black skirts and matching tops, stood well groomed hair combed and with glowing faces they would say, “Welcome to Le Soleil (the sun) Hotel monsieur and Madame.” Filling all guests with the first impression punch that this was the best if not the very best. Further from the entrance some feet was the reception at the more so left of the entrance, computers well stationed at specific points of the reception desk, a ceramic cut mosaic plastered the more outer part while a more shady glass was on the inside portraying an eye catching appeal to guests. “How may I be of service?” receptionists would ask with smiley fac
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