The following month, Tresh and his friends arrived for Trent’s birthday to find everything almost ready for the party.
“Wow Babe, this looks amazing. It looks like you are done setting up,” Tresh said, looking around impressed.
“Not quite, Blaze please help Mia with the balloons outside,” Amaya requested.
“Sure thing,” Blaze responded, leaving the lounge.
“Big G, would you please help the ladies with the barbecue that side, I think half of the meat is charred already,” she said sounding concerned.
“On it,” Big G responded, also rushing out.
“And you my love, get to arrange the age appropriate music for the event,” Amaya said lovingly, putting her
That weekend, Tresh, Blaze, Big G and Zane graduated with Masters in music, news that took Asherway and the world by storm. The four friends were quoted saying “We are academics now, thanks to our role model Professor Amaya Lorgan/ Taylor. This thing is addictive, we might be Doctors of Philosophy one day.” Once again everyone was talking about it and once they revealed that they would be doing some part time music lectures at the university, the university saw an influx aspiring musicians registering for the music degree. The four were legends in music, it would be a privilege to be lectured by them. Two weeks later, they were still a hot topic when Blaze and Big G revealed their new foundations as a way of giving back, a move that earned them a lot of approval and fans but also melted the two women they now had their eyes on. Becky and Daniel were blessed with a baby girl who was showered with exorbitant gifts from her godpa
“Treshhhh!” Screams could be heard kilometres away from the stadium as excited fans went completely crazy. Tresh stood on the stage dressed in all black with his breathtaking smile, satisfied with the impact of his presence “Hello Asherway” he shouted with his sexy husky voice. “Treshhhh!” the screams from fans went louder. He chuckled, intrigued. Capturing the crowd was second nature to him. An effective skill that has earned him over a billion fans world wide “TT in the house” he shouted.
In Tresh’s mansion’s rooftop swimming pool, Amaya gasped and unintentionally bit her lower lip, mesmerised by Tresh’s perfect physique as he emerged out of the water. She really had no business marvelling at another men when she had a partner but the tight black shorts he had on outlined his manhood and revealed his strong toned thighs and buttocks. His exposed tattooed masculine chest and arms too tempting . She could not help her mind from wondering if the stories about his gifted manhood size from his many sexual partners were true. Water dripped down his body as he walked towards her but instead of taking the seat next to her, he sat on her lap, facing her. Amaya’s heart raced as she shifted uncomfortably in her two piece bikini suit hoping she was not blushing and her thoughts were
‘Dear Dr Amaya Lorgan.Due to our inconceivable difficulties and indecency on your side, I am afraid that our romantic relationship has come to an inevitable end. I am however open to have research collaboration with you in the future.Regards Dr Lucas Smith’“He broke up with you with an email?” Tresh asked, amused. ‘The academics were odd people indeed’ he thought.“It’s not funny Tresh. He is accusing me of a morally offensive behaviour and I am afraid that he is right” she responded softly, feeling down. There was a time she would have never imagined herself hurting someone she admired like Lucas but that was all before she met Tresh and her world became somewhat unpredictable.“It was a kiss,
“TT my man, you really have it bad” Big G said, starting to sympathise with his friend. Amaya seemed to be turning Tresh’s life upside down. Tresh was absentminded the rest of their get together.“You have no idea, man” Tresh responded. Big G and Blaze understood his frustrations better than anyone because their lifestyle was similar to his. “I can’t believe that I have to reschedule the stupid event because I don’t want to accept a payout from Amaya” he added, still in disbelief.“At least you know that she is not after your money” Blaze suggested. That was the biggest challenge they all had when it came to dating and settling down. The women they attracted were either into the lavish lifestyle and fame or gold diggers.“I don’t know man, I
“Dr Lorgan, she is gone” the intern said with a shaky voice, blinking her tears from falling. The rest of the team continued with the futile resuscitation. They had been at it for an hour and a half already yet there were no still no signs of life. The cardiac monitor was completely flat. The literature and their experience was clear on the matter. The patient was gone, there was no amount of resuscitation they could do to bring her back. They had done their utmost best, the most emotional resuscitation they have ever performed. They aught to stop and declare the time of death but no one dared pronounce the words. They would rather continue with the resuscitation until Amaya makes that decision. Judging by her actions, she was no where close to doing it. “Dr Lorgan, stop!” Lucas shouted, restraining her blood stained gloved hands to the sides. He was alerted of the tragic accide
In Blaze’ mansion, Tresh emerged from the bedroom with one of the many models his friend keeps around. His usual choice was not around that day, with the tension he felt he had to settle for the one around. He was not surprised to find out that she knew exactly what he liked in bed because his sex life was general knowledge amongst his fans and models. He made a mental note never to pick her again, she was just too eager for his liking. Her screams and moans were a complete turn off to him, something that had never happened before. He started wondering if that was not Amaya’s influence on him. “Tresh my man, you are clearly starving. How long are you going to keep up with this?” Big G asked blowing out the smoke with his pursed lips. Tresh had seduced the model the moment he walked in, that was before he had any conversation with his best friends. “Amaya is going through some heartbreaking shit, I have to be there for
“I don’t think I need to explain what coitus is, the three of you are basically expects in that field” Amaya said with a straight face. The three friends exchanged looks. The whole scene would be funny if they were not so itchy. Two hours later, the they were sitting in Tresh’s mansion watching the big screen, horrified by the pictures in front of them. It seemed Amaya intentionally found the worst sexual transmitted infections and diseases photographs she could get. Her voice on the background explaining each and its complications was the cherry on top. Still with towels wrapped around their waists, genitals itchy and burning, all they could hope for was they don’t complicate like those pictures on the screen. “Your lecture ends here, I hope you will pass on the message to your partners. These are your parcels, I have put everything you will need and instructions on how to get rid of the genital lice and it’s eggs” Am