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A DAY IN AN AFRICAN LESBIAN’S LIFE 21

A DAY IN AN AFRICAN LESBIAN’S LIFE 21

Eve’s sister, Aya, invited her for dinner Friday night, hinting on the fact that she had a few friends over for her to meet. Eve knew from past experience that when Aya used that tone of voice, she in most cases was trying to hook 

A DAY IN AN AFRICAN LESBIAN’S LIFE 20

A DAY IN AN AFRICAN LESBIAN’S LIFE 20

They met at the Open Closet party in Melville. Danai looked stunning, Eve checked her out again from the corner of her eye, taking in her shabby afro, long legs in tights and cleavage all in one swift look. ‘She looks good,’ she thought to 

A DAY IN AN AFRICAN LESBIAN’S LIFE 19

A DAY IN AN AFRICAN LESBIAN’S LIFE 19

Eve was surprised to find Azania breaking up with her didn’t leave her as sad as she initially thought it would, perhaps she had sub-consciously known it wasn’t going to last. She found herself somewhat glad that it was over. On reaching home, she had 

A DAY IN AN AFRICAN LESBIAN’S LIFE 18

A DAY IN AN AFRICAN LESBIAN’S LIFE 18

Eve knocked tentatively on Azania’s door and stepped away. She had come straight from work without calling first and hoped Azania was home. She impatiently tapped a pump on the tile and looked into the distance after another knock. Far off in the distance, a 

A DAY IN AN AFRICAN LESBIAN’S LIFE 17

A DAY IN AN AFRICAN LESBIAN’S LIFE 17

Eve couldn’t concentrate on work today, no matter how hard she tried. She fought the urge to pick up the phone and call Azania, literally pulling her hand back. She had left yesterday in anger, as soon as they had walked through the door, neither 

A DAY IN AN AFRICAN LESBIAN’S LIFE 16

A DAY IN AN AFRICAN LESBIAN’S LIFE 16

‘This tastes almost as good as you look,’ Danai said, giving Eve a long slow look as she licked the bar one chocolate milkshake off her lips. They were seated in a booth at a Panarottis. ‘You are too sweet,’ Eve smiled shyly. ‘I’m just 

A DAY IN AN AFRICAN LESBIAN’S LIFE 15

A DAY IN AN AFRICAN LESBIAN’S LIFE 15

Eve watched the outline of Azania’s face framed by the moonlight, she wanted so much to reach out and cup her cheek in her palm but stopped herself because she didn’t want to disturb what looked like a very beautiful sleep. How so lovely she 

A DAY IN AN AFRICAN LESBIAN’S LIFE 14

A DAY IN AN AFRICAN LESBIAN’S LIFE 14

This day wasn’t going very well for Eve, not at all. Talk about waking up on the wrong side of the bed, whoever first said that must have had one exactly like this. She’d woken up with the mother of colds coming on, her throat 

A DAY IN AN AFRICAN LESBIAN’S LIFE 13

A DAY IN AN AFRICAN LESBIAN’S LIFE 13

‘Hey,’ Fez wrote and sent a rose. ‘Hey stranger, where did you go?’ Eve sent a kiss. ‘Been around, it’s you with the busy life. I’m married, it gets dull,’ Fez wrote, with the rolling eyes emoticon. ‘Lol, you know you love being married, how’s 

A DAY IN AN AFRICAN LESBIAN’S LIFE 12

A DAY IN AN AFRICAN LESBIAN’S LIFE 12

An hour was all she had before she had to rush back to work. She had dressed carefully for the day: a bright red long sleeved sweater, brown leather shin length boots and navy blue skinny jeans. She had to admit, she looked hot. Her