The year is 2014. By then I had dated this lady Deborah for 4 years. Towards the end, the relationship had already started showing signs of failing but I did not want to accept until the day she pulled a little stunt on me.
I remember it like it was yesterday. We were at her best friend Moni’s bash when she decided to show up with this big, tatooed dude to stamp the fact that she had dumped me and it was final. My pleas for her to reconsider fell on deaf ears. Dude later married her. I loved that woman dearly. It was a low moment for me. Moving on proved very difficult but I did, of course catalyzed by the fact that Moni allowed me to sample her goodies anytime I wanted. Debby became just but a distant memory.
Fast forward to June 2023, , I get a call and alas it was my dear Debby. This one took me offguard bana. But we end up talking for one hour straight just catching up on life. She doesn’t want the call to end, just like the old times but after a long pause we promise to talk some other time. Turns out Debby was marinating herself to bring me slices at my doorstep and that is where the cat and mouse games begin. I would rather hug a cactus than sample those slices again.
You are the mouse: stop playing, or you’ll soon be weeping. You can’t see that right now, but your life is about to get complicated, as the boyfriend of a married woman, and perhaps a soon-to-be father of a child in someone else’s home. By the time she springs the trap you’ll be in too deep to even hear yourself scream.
My apologies if this post made you feel some type of way. Ni kuchangia tu kujiji bro in a small way. But I will do my level best to regain you respek back.
Vipi bro. We nakuwahi namba inbox sahi. At least we unatomba na kupeleka kashopping so najua utanichungia mrembo swafi. Confirm kwanza that unapenda yellow yellow with big tits.
Issa trap. Huyo mwanamke anaweza kuja na coomermoto yenye itafanya akili izubae just long enough for her to ruin his wellbeing. Ama sahizi unajifanya umesahau hio gender?
, I get a call and alas it was my dear Debby. This one took me offguard bana. But we end up talking for one hour straight just catching up on life. She doesn’t want the call to end, just like the old times but after a long pause we promise to talk some other time. Turns out Debby was marinating herself to bring me slices at my doorstep and that is where the cat and mouse games begin. I would rather hug a cactus than sample those slices again. 
