Tiiga Waana
Elder Lister
The jury is still out 3 years after the fact. Some say that it was my perennial knickers and tits flashing. Others opine that it was my unpredictable but constant choreographed moonings. The majority suspect, and wrongly so, that I shagged our Dean Of Department. No unanimous verdict to date and I keep fearing a mistrial is on the cards. The fact of the matter though remains that 3 Septembers ago I found myself in an overseas College doing a one year study courtesy of a study grant.
When the news of my scholarship and impending sojourn abroad percolated through, we were all thrilled and overjoyed. I had a mjaluo boyfriend at the time. He was both excited and apprehensive in equal measure. He feared that once I got abroad I would meet someone new and end our relationship. I assured him as much as I could and was honestly determined to remain faithful and maintain fidelity in my one year’s sexual sabbatical.
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I attended my classes religiously, took my assignments like doses of prescribed medicine and was always on top of the game throughout my studies. In the evenings I worked in a pub pulling pints and serving grab to the thirsty and horny punters. Funny enough my pub was (and still is) very popular with Kenyans. They used to flock there every evening and weekends. I can’t begin describing and numerating how many vicious and ugly Kenyan fights I witnessed- and all for women.
Almost 99% of those Kenyan men tried to get into my panties with some even promising marriage and citizenship. They all received a resounding “Thank you but no”. I had a boyfriend waiting for me in Kenya and couldn’t bring myself to cheating on him.
TO BE CONTINUED LATER PLEASE,,, (boyfriend just arrived for nookie and he is always very impatient to get his dose)
When the news of my scholarship and impending sojourn abroad percolated through, we were all thrilled and overjoyed. I had a mjaluo boyfriend at the time. He was both excited and apprehensive in equal measure. He feared that once I got abroad I would meet someone new and end our relationship. I assured him as much as I could and was honestly determined to remain faithful and maintain fidelity in my one year’s sexual sabbatical.
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I attended my classes religiously, took my assignments like doses of prescribed medicine and was always on top of the game throughout my studies. In the evenings I worked in a pub pulling pints and serving grab to the thirsty and horny punters. Funny enough my pub was (and still is) very popular with Kenyans. They used to flock there every evening and weekends. I can’t begin describing and numerating how many vicious and ugly Kenyan fights I witnessed- and all for women.
Almost 99% of those Kenyan men tried to get into my panties with some even promising marriage and citizenship. They all received a resounding “Thank you but no”. I had a boyfriend waiting for me in Kenya and couldn’t bring myself to cheating on him.
TO BE CONTINUED LATER PLEASE,,, (boyfriend just arrived for nookie and he is always very impatient to get his dose)
