once i got to realise that she had a drinking problem i was so intrigued. i wished to know the source which i later learnt was the resident priest. i couldnt beleive. i was born and raised a catholic i was confirmed by bishop john njue when he was assisting nicodemus kirima in nyeri archdioecese. so i had been brought up to revere priests,nuns and all clergymen… i lost all the reverence when our priest impreginated my sister and she produced a photostat of him. the @Meria Mata FTA satelite finding dishes like ears still remind me of the ugly priest when i look at my nephew. since i am a resourceful guy(i could get you the nuclear combination or the andromeda galaxy if i deemed you deserved them ask @fala12). the nun found me irreplacable and she would hang around me every free moment. her glassy eyes i assumed she was suffering from permanent erection. one day she came dishiveled minus the glassy eyes. since she had started confiding in me and now i was a concerned party i delved into finding what ailed her. she flatly refused to tell until friday when the mung’aro couldnt be stopped anymore.
she first made swear never to tell anyone and in the same breath promise to help her out.
which i did. she promised me anything in her power to deliver.
the priest who was supplying her with the wine was on some kind of leave and his replacement had caught her robbing the church coffers and her mearge allowance could allow her to indulge in her expensive hobby.
she explained that she had not realised that i wasnt who i claimed to be since my salary didnt even cater for the cigarettes i smoked(used to smoke three packets a day).
i agreed to sort her out if and only if she could part with what eve gave the devil and adam at the garden of eden. she said she will think about it over the weekend.
i told her it will be a exchange deal. i have been short changed once too many.
i let her go to the parish to ruminate the offer. when darkness falls i alerted her that i had held up my part of the bargain.
it didnt take her more than thate minutes to arrive(i cunt even remember on what pretense).
straight to business at hard,drank her wine got rejuvenated and i jumped her like she was the last of the sarai types left on the planet.
once i once done she knelt down and prayed.
never rode her again but kept her supplied with the wine until the streets were safe for me.
never bothered finding out what happened to her once i left
Hehehehe, God bless this ‘twedifae’ yr old na umusamehe.
Can i hear an amen
Hauko peke yako.
Your might miss the kingdom. Heeeee heee
I was expecting the minutes leading to coitus plus the actual coitus to be a little bit detailed, for instance hiyo habit ilitoka na ni nani aliitoa or you just jumped her bones bila huruma etc lakini…good story nonetheless.
Amen.
Fertile imagination ni kipawa kwako, unaeza andika script ya movie aisee
My initial reaction
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How do you make this stuff?
I was a designer a looong time ago.
were you the one that banged a sister on your way from msa to bungoma back in klost days
it was a little bit detailed but didnt want to renarrate. it could have made the hekaya more mundane.
i never bothered removing the habit and since she was high/drunk offered little resistance
not neccesarily.
i was a street boy by age eleven.
living and working for my daily bread in the ghetto
will inbox you proof about me being twendifae just wait
NO.
never been to pukoma
Afro cinema has nothing on you…
hehehe i understand. Dont underestimate that precoital clumsiness though…especially with a nun. Meeen that coukd be a short story in itself. i’m picturing the nun here:D
This you might not know but i think you mustve been subconsciously on a revenge mission after what was done to your sis. Have you ever thought about that?
:D:D:D:D:D:D
Mbarì ya Wambui seriously
The last time I jumped on a lady like that She accused me of rape and got the nastiest, rudest and sickest msomo. It lasted nearly a week.
My ears where ringing.
never.
life is a personal territorial battle.
in most of somebody’s failure he/she suffer most.
i am very vengeful but i dont go for the wrong party.
i beleive in darwinism.
the father did nothing wrong in isolating and inseminating. then bringing forth another generation. survival of species is a must but a retard somewhere thought it was wrong.
if you go back to class four science,expound on each characteristic of living things with a neutral inquisitive mind.
let the living thing in mind be you…
you will be amazed.
you breath/respire.
eat
reproduce
grow/grow old
respond to stimuli and dont forget you die.