With this hectic traffic with an old version of a pandomore,how do I get this and arrive to campus with any sweat.
Just dreaming, because it is not possible as the scorching sun just decided to fire up for today, and with this buzzing street traffic of Lapaz.
Parking my scooter at the car parking spot in front of Las palmas restaurant.
I dragged myself into the restaurant to grab my breakfast as I was literally starving.
Kudos to the motor drivers in Accra, after grabbing my breakfast that is a packed sandwich and mango juice, I came to the scooter only to find it damaged with a V8 vehicle taking its position.
Fury, anger and everything just went straight to my head, I marched straight to the car, tapped on the window waiting patiently to vent my anger on the said douchebag.
After knocking for about five minutes the douchebag finally decided to row down the window screen to listen to me.
Just his eyes was enough to get you engulfed, he was a typical Arab man, with a black wavy hair, a pouty lip, his nose was gorgeous.
He looked like a god from the heavens, for a moment the anger vanished but seeing the smirk on his face got me back in the mood to teach him a lesson he will never forget.
I just realized he had his hands in the dress of a well- endowed woman. What a pervert?
Calem POV
This lady who I don't even remember her name, starting getting me in the mood, when I offered to give her a lift on my way to meet my bestfriend, James who is a medical doctor by profession.
I have always loved my women to be more endowed even if they have the ugliest character.
I am Caleb Calem Khan, a person who is the true definition of grass to grace.
My daddy died of leukemia, leaving behind his beloved, my mum.
My mum who was always a housewife had to struggle and cater for my younger sister and I selling everything and doing all kind of works to see we became successful people in future and her dream came through but she was never able to enjoy her fruits as she got killed during an accident whilst on her way to deliver some dresses she had washed to the owner.
On her grave, I promise to make her proud that was how I started the V& G laundry services in remembrance of my mum and dad.
This is where my bestfriend comes in,
After mum's funeral none of her family wanted anything to do with my sister and I and I had gotten admission to the University of Ghana, but without anyone supporting me I was about to reject the offer when one day on my way to sell some dog chains, I meet a woman who needed help with her car.
I help her out as I had learnt a little from a little mechanic shop around our shack.
