MAGGIE WA TATU CITY – PART 13: "Fly High, Boss Moves

Before we packed our bags, Yasmin and I had one last quickie to seal the excitement—“baby, si twende tukijua tumemaliza kila kona.” Tulivaa matching official outfits—grey suit yangu na yeye kaingia na killer white blazer, tight skirt ya kuslim, na stiletto heels zilikuwa zinaongea lugha ya maziwa na asali. But of course, before we even left the house, nikamshow, "one for the road?" Hapo kwa kiti ya sitting room nikambeba kwa thighs, nikaingiza tongue kwenye shingo yake softly like I was tasting heaven. She was dripping already. Hii ndege hatutapanda tukiwa dry, apana.

Our Njia Cab pulled up sharp. I wouldn't dare leave my Audi kwa JKIA parking—no way, hiyo ni baby girl. Tuliingia kwa Njia tukadandia Mombasa Road mapema. Tukafika JKIA 3 hours early, we had time to chill at the Aspire Lounge—mahali mafisi wa business class hulewa Glenfiddich bila guilt. Yasmin couldn't let go of my hand, hadi waitress akatuambia “couple of the year mmeweza.” I could feel it—this girl was mine, and I was hers.

Lakini surprise ilikuwa kwa flight… kumbe si kawaida? Hii ilikuwa VistaJet, private jet ya ma-opps...