Teen Scribblers

She was tall.  That was all he saw when I first peeked at her. She was tall. I liked tall girls, being tall myself. At 6'2 with a body like mine, most girls made me feel like a pedophile (I know you're thinking I'm buff and ripped... YoU aRe WrOnG). Being fat and tall had it's advantages but not with slim and short girls, they mostly looked like children to me. This one though, was very tall, nothing less than 5'9 by my estimate. Them long legs captured my eyes and I followed them all the way to the top of her head only stopping to do justice to the ample backside she presented to me. 'Damn!' I thought to myself, 'she packing some real ammo right there'. So i stood up and walked towards her. The restaurant I'd come to take my evening meal was almost empty. Nobody eats this early in the evening, apart from me and apparently this lovely lady. She turns around just as I got behind her and in her shock thinking was going to harm her or so...

Travelling the world had always been a dream for Babs. Don't be fooled by the tittle, Babs is short for Babalola. Babs left home at the age of Eighteen and from the streets of Sapele he ended up traveling the far reaches of the earth. For now, those are stories for another time. I was simply an associate to Babs, barely a footnote in his story, (though he might say otherwise) and after seeing his antics and the ways he used to get in and out of trouble, but yet he was the unsung legend I have decided to tell you about. This is the story of Babs and how he came to be called, Babushkaba. So sit back, take a cup of tea and relax. It's going to be a long journey. According to Babs, he left his home on a Sunday morning because as poor as his people were they always ran around preparing for church and he wasn't an avid believer in religion. He did agree that there was a higher power but he didn't particularly think any religion had the best idea about who or what ...