Tales of Jezebel

I thought it was a joke or that I didn’t hear it right like Samuel of the Bible the second time he was called or that my ears had lots of wax or something. 

She had picked the right opportunity to strike, I tell you. 

Right when 

she had besieged Mr. Abdala, 

into her black hole,

flowing with juices and ecstasy, 

that had made 

many men throughout history to fall.

Looking back she must have probably thought that the conditions were prime, in her favor, and that nothing she envisioned could go wrong. 

That I was ripe for picking and harvesting and that like most men, I was at her mercy or so she thought. 

She was dead wrong as she had missed one crucial detail that made her plans come tumbling down like a landslide, I am Souley Muchiri. 

I ain’t like any other man, I’m the man. To be sure on what she had just said minutes before, I asked her again to repeat what she had just said and Jessica, without any shame, she whispered to me as she sensually and smoothly gyrated her body with Mr. Abdalla inside her;

“I want you to make her disappear.”

She said it so soft and gently as one asking for a glass of water to quench your thirst or a bite ilato eat. 

I flashed her the smile, that has most ladies cats to crave to be stroked by yours truly. She thought she had persuaded me and boy! Did she give me a performance. A performance worthy of an Oscar or all awards you could think of.

The ‘she’ that was to be made to disappear was my daughter Muthoni. A beautiful soul if you ask me, and I didn’t know what in the actual fuck my daughter had done, to warrant such a request to come out of her mouth. 

How I met the mother of my daughter is a really funny story. I was in my final year and I had just fished from a campus event, a second year student, a sexy, curvy, and petite gal called Talia, that name I will never forget. 

I was with my boys and she was with her gals. I noticed her staring at me so I signaled for her to come my way. She came over with her gals to where we were. 

My boys were thrilled, no doubt. Me and Talia chilled with them for a while, cracking jokes here and there before excusing ourselves. 

My bro, Newt squeezed into my hand several condoms that was to be used later on with someone’s daughter then told me before going back to the group; 

“Champ!”

“Jibambe!”

We then went to her place, had a session having a taste of the herb on the corridor for a while then went back in leaving the door slightly ajar. 

I don’t know how my clothes and hers came off and fast forward she had arched her back nicely and yours truly was delivering quality strokes when it happened.