My Trials, Tribulations and Temptations as Taxi Driver Part 2

I have told you before my tribulations and temptations i wented through when i was doing taxi business. I have tried to count how many people of out i climbed both in car and in their houses, and mostly almost by force and when it reached 9, i stopped counting.

I have telled you how i climbed one at her posh residence in Kileleshwa. I started with that story because she tell me to leave her house very early in morning, knowing very well that i leave my taxi in Langata. I had to walk all the way to Westlands to catch matatu to town.  I have climbed others, although they dont have good drama than that of kileleshwa, but since they are still story, i will tell because it doesn't happen everyday in normal circumstance.

I used to trap at Nakumatt that burnt down during day and at night, i go to tropez out or down down kimathi street. One day, one woman come before nakumatt close (it was not 24/7 those days). Because i had carried her many times, she come and do many shopping and keep in my car. She then telled me she is going to drink beer with the girls and will call me when she is about to go home.

But before she go, she telled me i go with her and drink beer on her but being on a friday, i refuse because we had many jobs on weekend. At around past midnight, she call and tolded me to pick her up at 680.

Since i had not seen one customer, i thanked God for that one because i charge her 1500 to Ruaka estate. She come down very drunk. When she enter car, she come and give me peck. I was used to getting pecks from ladies of out passagers, so i felt nothing but when we drive and she touch touch me, my tree start to stand. She then tell me i am handsome and look good and smart. Although i dressed well even when i do taxi, although many problems, i knew she was flattening me. If anybody thinks that i am handsome, then Andrew ligare, the man that draw boundaries of senators and governors is then, a super handsome man. However, i took it lying down because i wanted her atleast after she arrive, she is beaten by tha or pity and add me some tip on top of the one thousand five.

When we reach gate, she telled me to help her carry some items to her house upstairs. Being so late, i first hesitated but she insisted. Again, i did not like people treating me as courier boy. My work was to carry them to their destinations and not to help them carry things.  When i open boot, she tell me its not good idea to do that when car is outside, so she telled me to insert the car inside her compound. When i enter, she show me where to pack but i park near gate. She telled me i will block other cars if i pack there. I started to refuse to know why just helping her take things upstairs will cause jam. After she insisted, i moved car and pack inside well.

We enter house. She enter latrine very fast, leaving me standing inside and not telling me to sit. Because the house is very smart, i did not tell myself to sit, so i just stand at door like fool. When she come, she tell me to seat as she remove Vodka from one of the paper bags we came with. She then ask me what i will mix. I have never been known to refuse beer at all cost and it was a while since i had drinked beer, so i said hot water.

She poured Vodka and bring water and served me. As i drink and beat story, she tell me she has one baby but is with grandmother for holiday in the village. I dont ask about husbands but because i fear what would happen to me incase a man comes in at that time, i ask her about him. She throws saliva out and say "mmh. muthee wa ngoma. nindamuehereire ahote kuhura umaraya wega" (I removed myself he be able to beat prostitutes well." With that statement, i felt secure and good because i know if i happen to eat, just incase, it will not be another man's woman. I dont eat other men's wifes. But for girlfriends, i can eat anytime of the day.

After we beat stories small, she telled me she is gone to freshen up. I drink in hurry because i want to go back to work and continue trapping. When she removed from bathroom, she come  with a towel wrapped around her. She start to smear her legs with lotion and pull towel up. I pretend i am not looking but I see red thighs and i feel something go twap, in my stomach. My tree then misbehave and start to stand again.When she look at me, she see i am shyly not looking, only with vagina of eye. She continue to smear more and more until i now look life life now.

I count one to three, to prepare myself to say to her "mangai kuu ni kuguru. kuu ni kwa njogu ma i" (True god, that is leg? that is of elephant)

She  giggles and as if she had gotten confidence two folds, she came and kiss me on my lips. And who is wanjohi? I kiss her back and slowly but surely slip my hand up her thighs. When i go up up, i feel she is shaved. Quickly, my tree stand straight zigzag and she see that. After taking 4 gulps of Vodka, my eyes and mouth opened and i start to flatten her again.

When she saw i enter her box completely and that i am determined to climb her, she come closer to me and kissed my lips, then asked "Derefa, have you ever been measured?"

"Njita Wanjohi, derefa ni muthigari wa prisons. Nie kinya kiruru giakwa nigithime". (I  is called Wanjohi. Derefa is askari of prison.  Even my shadow is measured)

"Wanjohi, me is nurse of Agakhan. I have measuring instruments here" she said jokingly. "Do u want to be measured?"

"Thima, nini. Ona wenda kurehe latiri ithime kinya kilo ciakwa rehe. Kari gani. " (Measure me. Even if you want to measure my kilogram, bring latri and measure. Whats up)

She rushed to bedroom and come with the kit. I wanted to run away when i saw she come with them. All along, i thoughted she was joking. I did not run because it was already too late. She removed her blood and measured herself. She then asked for my hand to measure. Trembling testicles like leaf, i gave it half heartedly. She then look after one minute and say

"waaoo.. we are clean. We dont have mneck. We can now climbana meat to meat without fear"

I was too drunk with horny and beer when she say that. I imagined myself climbing such a thing and telled myself that, even if she tell me she has gotten stomach, i wouldn't mind to have a baby with such a creature. I will rear the baby.

In slow motion, i removed her towel and throw it on seat, leaving her butt naked. I look at the tits and i see they are big, just the way i like it. All that while, sometimes i feel like i am dreaming. I do not pinch myself because i may pinch myself and wake up, yet it was a good dream. This lady was the type, when she stand up and but legs apart, then attention, you see a hole at the end of thighs. It is word i lack to describe her but this the type you can even eat when she is standing. Those types that have kamwanya and her hole is up up small.  You can enter your tree  and it will go three quarter inside.

I stand there for two minutes to admire her shape and yellow yellow body. I give her compliments, although some are just flattening, one because i dont want her to change her mind and two, i want her to add money.

Those days, i suck tiita very well. I sucked tiita and suck until she say alot of mbu. I even fear she will wake up neighbors. When she finish to say mbu, she come and touch my tree. She look at my tree, then look at my face and tell me she like the shape of my tree. She say trees that are not straight make women feel good. She say it drill all part of hole. That made me very proud because when i was small and i see my tree stand zig zag, i fold with cloth to straighten it , although it did not become straight.

Like she is trained to suck tree, she suck tree and suck even testicles until i pour without entering. She does not stop to suck testicles until i stand again.

Just like i told you that it requires a miracle for me to eat somebody 2 shots, she disturb me the whole night and make my tree stand. Although she was beautiful, she is too slippery and so i dont feel like doing her again. When  it stand, i climb somebody very fast before it slows down. When i feel like it is about slowing down, i put picture of beautiful girls that read news. Those days, there was no Tahidi high so, there was no Tanya and there was no facebook girls then. You know this days, if the cow refuse to gaithia, i put picture of Tanya on my mind and the tree stand zig zag very fast. When Tanya fail to make it stand, i put picture of some girls i see very beautiful on facebook. I imagine it is them lying next to me, making the tree stand.

On that night, i eat like all TV ladies anchors of those days that looked good. I wunt say who made it stand faster because i dont want wrath but i swear, she did big miracles. I ate that somebody until tomorrow at 10. I leave house tomorrow after breakfast. When i was about to leave, she pulled me back to house and climbed one quick joti on seat. When i leave house, she did not pay me for my taxi. I wanted to ask for payment but felf ashamed to ask. It was stupid thing to do because i was hustler fighting to make ends meat. I lefted that house feeling bad because i had not drinked enough petrol the night before because i say i will drink on my way back at parklands. As i drive back, i tremble all testicles because i feel like it will finish petrol on way. When i reach town, i borrow money to drink petrol before i got a customer.

From that day, i say i will not enter houses of people of out but later, i finded myself many more times in their houses, although not all time i eat them.

I remain,

Wanjohi Wa Kigogoine.