wadau you see this since lady 🙆

she’s a close friend of mine. Yani kale katoto fine, nice eyes, a beautiful brown face, those inviting lips... I’ve got no words to describe her, but she’s all fine.

So here’s how it went down. Last month, I got a text message:

> “Hey Spax, are you home? Uko shags? Please let me know.”

And yeah, I was at Thamuti, kūhoha ti kùùma bar, sipping keg and watching the Manchester game as they whipped Sunderland. I replied,

> “Yes darling, niko area, kwani uko home?”

She didn’t even hesitate. She replied with a photo as proof she was in the village, then another text:

> “I want to meet you. Come home.”

Now, this lady is a die-hard fan of my Gìtamùri stories, so I hurriedly removed the straw from my cup and finished my keg fast — ata sikulipa 😅. I called my guy to drop me at Gracia’s home, but damn, my rider was drunk, overjoyed that his team had won. So I had no choice but to walk — kanyanga Rami sawasawa.

Within 30 minutes,...