I remember vividly in 2018 when I got a serious promotion at work, and I was told I had to stamp my new authority to all the company’s Branches, starting with Northrift ones. Thus i was scheduled to travel to Nakuru in a week or two, so in Tagged, Badoo and such apps nikaweka Lokeshen ni Vegas. That land got pretty girls. I matched with like 6-7 girls that I felt would give me a pudesh as beautiful as their faces were, with just a week of effort. Fast forward, a day to the travel date, I’m trying to prioritize them accordingly, just in case one fails to show up, I got the others arranged in intervals of 1 hour. Or if she comes and she got a foul mouth I throw her out and I’m on to the next one. I know watu wa bei ya 150 watakuja na kelele mingi , but me nakula jasho yangu, literary speaking, whichever way you wonna translate that, I like my goose marinated with exotic drinks, read Gilbeys and other cheap wines and spirits. Finally, I’m in county number 32, a few chikuyu hard-headed girls ask for bus fare, and others are running late intentionally waone kama I’ll get desperate, maybe show my hand early, but Johnny Bravo [SIZE=1](Josto Bwaku)[/SIZE] hakimbishangwi. There is this pretty kipsigis girl in my list of Tinder girls who takes her time responding to my texts, but she makes my apparatus throb. She at first hesitates to commit to my invitation, but she finally shows up. Her English is, of course, foreign. I later learn she is related to that fella who says Baringo ya Keti, now I understand how she got to study in Ireland, easily. Sikosangi story za jaba pia mimi, namshow nilisomea abroad, Makerere counts as abroad, but we’re not dropping names beyond this point. We chapa our own things kidogo hapo tao, she suggests we hit the road, she somehow knows where the party is at, and some good legit nyama choma, that time Nakuru was the headquarters for donkey and Dog meat, so nilikua vegetarian, not by choice. In the car we’re now engaged with some quick kisses and fondling and by chance, I find my fingertips down her panties, something she detests violently. I continue softly trying to find that bean albeit the resistance and it reaches a point where I triggered an unnatural anger in her, she goes from that horny fun-to-be-with girl to a stupid fuckin bitch. I also notice a whiff of stench in the car. Kuna kaharufu kwa umbali sijui kametoka wapi, lakini pombe zangu zinanishow lenga iyo story. She goes on and on about this and that, I somehow pass my fingers near my face, and boom, I’m now sober. I know it’s her pussy that stunk. Nikanusa vidole to confirm and gaddamit that bitch is a corpse walking. She must have had an untreated infection coz even a menstruating pudesh don’t smell that bad. Kibarua ilikua ngumu kumtoka bila drama, but I finally did. I resorted to Bei ya 150 just before leaving the sincity, ndio nisitoke bure though.
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