Whore house
Yesterday I met my high school pal Frank while in town going up and down about my business and the fact is that he had changed a lot. He is grown more facial beard resembling that of Rick Ross put on a bahati locks hairstyle and had some bulging muscles preferably from going to the gym. After all that long we had to talk about it, what he is doing with his life and of course women. For one fact Frank is that dude who has an ooze towards ladies. He doesn’t chase after them, they chase after him which is a good thing and this shows how much Frank gets laid. He gets laid to the point of lying to the ladies that he’s not at home so as to get time to heal his aching dick that he gets from too much ejaculations evident from the numerous sex tapes he has in his phone of the ladies he sleeps with.
After meeting we talked for like an hour and he told me that since it was a Friday we could party. Since I was formless I agreed and come 10 pm we were in town ready to bring the house down. We started by visiting club edge at Moi Avenue and boy does that club have some females. The size of asses we were seeing would make Vera Sidika seem like an amateur. It was lit ASF and literally we had a good time drinking, dancing, gropping gal’s asses when they are getting down to the floor and Frank did some serious tongue exchange with a light skin lady who apparently had a a not so good body shape but Frank being the nk he went ahead and kissed her really hard and he had to let her go. From what I deduced Frank didn’t think she was worth the risk to take home for a session of bed athletics.
Fast forward to 2 am he suggested an idea which I thought was a good or so I thought. Since we had had enough of Club Edge he suggested we visit some club which goes by the name of SJ. I had never had of it and I agreed we go there so as to see how lit it is. I was to ask what SJ in full means but I ended up forgetting. We walked some distance from Club Edge to Kencom and on entrance I saw a huge signpost written Sabina Joy I guess that’s what SJ in full means. We were checked by security guards and let in. Once in I was astonished by thehigh number of ladies walking in. Most of them had short skirts and dresses they looked almost naked. Some were old, big, dark and ugly, some were young, had model like bodies, lightskin and very beautiful. It was a good sight to see but then I had to ask Frank how comes this place had way too many ladies and he told me to relax and see the magic.
We took a seat, sat down and Frank ordered two beers which of course came. In less than a minute, two girls had already joined us and the fun started. I think Frank is the one who invited them coz I find it weird for ladies to join dudes in clubs. Frank had good taste coz the ladies had such fine bodies. He bought each of them a guarana each one had a girl to talk to. Frank is this swift guy with ladies and in the next minute he was seriously kissing that chick you would think they were in a porn movie. He did it hard till O thought he would fuck her while on the seat gladly he didn’t and they had a conversation after they kissed. The girl i was with tried to kiss me but I refused. I don’t kiss random girls moreso in clubs what if he is a dirty whore. She then leaned closer and whispered to my ear “babe si tuendee usikie utamu wa nyama, ntakupea na bei poa”. Then a bell rang in my head this is a whore am dealing with and I don’t deal with a whore fuck it. I openly saw Frank kiss on of them and I found it to be so sick. What happened next is a story of another day.
