The Simu Ya Jamii

I risk to tell this story because it is of a lady and i suspect she knows this blog. But i wunt mention names, but will tell full story. Its about a very very hot, very very hot lady indeed and is white in color. Her size was close to Walalu but not so thin (then, but after getting married, she turned into yokozuna). Her matish are average, not big like of Luo and not flat as of Kikuyus. Her legs.. are not bad at all. It looks like of Luhya from Hips upto  knee level. From  knee downward is 100% Okuyu. But anyway, no one eats legs, it is hole that matters. Her face is very beautiful, the face that you can use to eat another person that does not look good when you are climbing. I hear English people call it fantasizing. (Do women fantasize by the way? If they do, if a woman am climbing fantasize and i come to know, i can kill somebody)  But the 'downside' and upside to many of us men, she is kinda Simu ya Jamii (Call box, for those who were born yesterday).

I dont know why most men love Simu ya Jamii type. I am one of them though.  There is nothing that makes me happy like to know a person will not refuse refuse to remove Thuruari for me. I just hate to beg when borrowing hole and that is why some women confuse me to be good man and patient. If we go to sleep and she say not today, i put clothes on and go home.

When men discuss a lady that gives ovyo ovyo and say something like " we tiganana na kau gitiri mundu gatari karutira thuruari (Leave that, there is nobody she has never removed pantie for), all people start looking for her lady to climb. I know at the end of the story, some of you will ask for her contact but dont bother, she now is happily married and increase size. I dont know if she still distribute but i care less, i ate enough.

Some years back, one guy tell us how he plants that chick who was written as secretary and reception right in her office when the boss is not in, or after work.  He was telling the story to me, Theuri and Akuku.

We looked at the guy telling us the story and we knew a hole has emerged, just out of the blues. We happened to know the lady and used to go to that office because the boss was our friend.  We didnt know that she could remove Thuruari without much struggle or investment but when we look at the guy telling us he bangs her we know thiga is circumcised. The guy, number one was a poor dresser, he put suit and rubber shoes together, he smokes, sometimes does not shave beard looking like a Professor who used to teach me computer packages at Universal college University, and his English is very unhappy than mine. If you hear him talk English, you will fall on ground with laughter. One day, he was attending a white man in his phone shop and was to explain phone features.  "ee this mombire is rike eeh it work very good, ee and it live fire many days, and brutooth and two batery and email is has and eh incase sharger rost, is share with all Nokia with small end. Its camera and dvd hole and can take TV... " until the white man go for not feeling each other.You know the feeling that you get when you see a haggard with a fly chick and what comes to your mind ? .. 'aahh i still have hope if that chick can move with such a boy....'

It is Theuri that start although he did not tell me he want to climb her. When he wented there, he ate her same day in that office, although he tell me he did not climb her but tell other people and they tell me. He denied when i ask and said he cannot eat cierunde,  (the one that falls themselves)only Akuku does. But he tell those other people that  " aa kau gatiri mihoere. Ni ndirakaigire thi (Aa she has no borrowing difficulty. I put her down ).  " no ngai anjohere tondu ndiraugaga ningukaria indo icio uguo ndirakuite mashembe (God forgive me because i did not know i will eat those things, i had not carry makobosto.

One day, when seated in my shop, i felt my Riang'a (josto) complain  of thirst. My brain beat that lady. I rushed there before my brain told me otherwise. I found her on computer chatting with yahoo. Although i had heard that she has no muhoeres, i wanted to be as 'professional' as possible.  When i looked at her, i refused to know why she give so easy. So cute, figure is there and talks good English. But then i was told there are ladies that are like men whose tree stand upon seeing a skirt, some ladies get wet and look for a way to be eaten at any cost when they see a josto carrier somewhere. They hate getting attached to men but want josto as fast as they can get. And when they get banged, they dont ask for financial assistance. It is getting tree and that is that.

We were so free and used to joke but not to the extent of borrowing. I asked where is boss and she say he go to play Golf. I asked her if she is eaten lunch, she tell me she ate witikio (believe). I asked her what she want and she say burger and soda of plastic. I walked out to buy Burger at the then Burger Dome, bought one burger and soda, then wented to next building to buy makobostos.

Back to her office with Burger, she come out of her desk and sit at reception seats and start eating the burger. I was not sure if to borrow or not, but when i look at her Thutha and face, i get more motivated. But when i remember who eats, my brain tell me to forget but was josto tell me that Fresh flesh give no running stomach. We talk many many stories but not of climbing.

This is now it started "ndirenda nguethere muthee. Na ni muthee wina tuindo no nawe indo ukamuigira wega biu" (I want to look you a man, a man that has money provided you give the goods well) She say she will be happy, but i tell her "na ni muthee wi ng'aragu muno na shuma yake ni nene kuri yakwa. Ndioi kana no uhote kumuriria shuma nene" (It is man with thirst and has big josto than mine. I dont know if you can tolerate big josto).  Then i go "Arafu endete mundu wina tiita nene. Akoruo kangura gaku nigatinitio ona ndugethumbure (He likes big clits. If your clit was cut dont bother) She laughs and tell me she has big clit than Rwandese girls. She then ask how big is my josto and i ask her to touch and feel for herself.

She brought out her hand and touched my hardened josto and said " aai.. gaka kaigana kara gakwa kangihunia u riu? "(aii this small as my finger can satisfy who now?)  It goes on like that until she sits on my lap.The rest is not interesting but  I beat her things in that office and went back again and again. Her hole was ok, although many waters. I cannot say it is the best hole i have planted but i liked the way she used to cry while being eaten "uuu aaahhh wanjohi.. aaaahhh deeper... faster.. aaahhh uuuuuu uuuuu".

It went on and on until her boss got bankrupt for sometime before getting up again. I hear that boss was also eating that girl and i hear if you climb somebody in your office, it will go to poverty. She was employed in another office that is written many people and office is partitioned with clear glass and CCTV cameras, so nobody can climb in that office.. We still talk even today although she is now married with one children. I respect married women, even if she come to me with thuruari on head, i'll say no.  Unless unknowingly or at gunpoint. But to stray is human, i have strayed once. A story of another day.

(Off to the Royal Wedding. See you on Monday) 

I remain,

Wanjohi wa Kigogoine