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22/08/2021

CHRONICLES OF MAMA MBOGA

Episode 5 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

The booming soft music blaired in the air as the disco colour lights blinked beautifully. The Lily scented air freshener and the cooling sensation from the rotating fans on the ceiling kept our worries at bay as we enjoyed our drinks that night. The beautiful light skinned quarter dressed waitresses ready to serve the customers at the snap of a finger.

This was Libra Night Club. A place I regularly visited on Friday nights to unwind the week's hustle and bustle. A young teacher of Literature in his mid twenties definitely needs such a relaxation at the end of the week. To pump into the heads of African children concepts like onomatopoeia, oxymoron, synecdoche and relate them to their set books is a mountain task. It's a so stresful job that at the end of the week one needs to relax with a bottle of whisky at a special club like Libra Night Club. It's one of the secrets to look young and fresh forever.

I sat at my usual far end left corner next to the DJ box- it was my favorite spot. Waiteresses would regularly come where I sat and sometimes even take orders while they sat on my laps with their quarterly covered thighs. With a Ugandan accent, they would ask "Ssebo, what are you drinking tonight?" But that particular night they seemed disciplined. Even the one who had taken an order had come and greeted me casually and respectfully asked what I would drink that night.

Probably you are wondering why they appeared disciplined that particular night. It was because of the lady who sat next to me... Tracy was right there! I had come with her to the club after our rendezvous at Sham Fries. That evening, we had met at Sham Fries and treated her to her best delicacy of kienyeji chicken and chips. After an agreement of spending the night at my house, We had proceeded to Libra club together for some night partying.

Waitresses at Libra club would play around with you and even sedductively try to lure you into queching your down stair "thirst". And when you agreed, they would "serve" you sumptuously in the hind lodging rooms at a very low cost. Those who were served said that their service cost ranged from two hundred to five hundred shillings depending on various factors which I will mention another day. But whenever one walked in with a lady, they would accord the couple the respect they deserved.

So, that night their respect was accorded to me courtesy of Tracy who sat next to me smiling at everything; even the flies. On our small round table lay three bottle of Kingfisher wine and one bottle of my all time favorite whisky "TEACHERS". From the way they were lain, it was easy to tell who was taking what. I love this particular whisky because of the effect it causes. When you get drank, you feel like grabbing the microphone from the DJ box and giving a public lecture on "why alcohol should be banned." Sometimes when you get too drank, you grab a cane and whip everyone around as if in a classroom. No wonder the manufacturer named it "teachers."

Tracy looked more beautiful that night. I sat gazing at her for a while. As the disco lights shone on her face, it appeared more radiant. The dimples on her cheeks supplemented her smile and the bewitching gap in her teeth would make any man fall in love with her. Her tight red mini dress was open at the neck exposing her dangling necklace and the beautiful cleavage of her firm pawpaws. She was fairly dark with a soft spotless skin. She seemed to be a girl who believed in true African beauty.
I peeped from under the table and her legs and thighs only spoke one word "beauty." "I drifted from my seat, gentle held her waist...

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*CHRONICLES OF MAMA MBOGA*
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I squeezed Tracy into my arms with my left hand gently curved around her neck at the back while my right hand wound at her s*xy waist. I moved my lips closer and softly made kisses on her neck as I pushed her slowly against the wall. Her left hand was already on my chest making gentle caresses as her right hand lowered busy making soft touches on the area around the zip of my trouser, having a feel of my already protruding hardened tool.

I slowly moved my lips from her neck and gently kissed her rather dry lips. My hand now moved up from her waist and pulled up her crop top and unzipped her bra to expose her firm pawpaws. I caressed them softly as I squeezed her ni***es gently. I lowered my head and softly sucked her firm ni***es.She was already weak and moaning. We were already in cloud nine. She was already burning for the real action. She pulled down my trouser and in no time we were both n**e and ready for the climax action. Fully charged, I lifted her up now to take her to bed....

"Tonny utaanguka, unabeba desk ukipeleka wapi?" 😂😂😂😂

That was Titus, a colleague in the staffroom. Alas! What a dream in the staffroom? My three other colleagues; teacher Collo, June and Fred had already gathered around and all had broken out to laughter. I dared not stand up for the iron in my loin was already stiff and shamelessly pointing foward. I remained seated for a while then dashed to the staff washrooms to clean my face. Is that what team mafisi always mean when they ask God for sweet dreams? I wonder.

This dream was terribly sweet. It was coming barely a week after I let go Tina at midnight and spared her the wrath of doshi steel. But why spare Tina and then go on to have a romantic dream of Tracy on a Friday afternoon? Tracy, a damsel we had never gotten intimate with. Since Mama Mboga's weird introduction of her to me, we had only met coincidentally along the estate paths. But believe me, every time we met, she appeared more beautiful. We had exchanged contacts but never had our chats gone beyond casual talks and jokes. I got my phone from the drawer where I had placed to check the time. It was already three twenty and I had to rush to Form Three South for a literature lesson. I was going to discuss the literary style of 'dreams and reveries' as used in the novel “Blossoms Of The Savannah”.

Before I Iain back my phone in the drawer, I checked on the call list. There were two missed calls from Tracy and a text message that read...'Tonny haupick calls. So nkujie fries na sausage ulisema ukiback ama?' Tracy had jokingly told me she craved for fries and sausage from SHAM FRIES- The most popular in our town. It had not occured to me she had been serious. I replied "Ok" and left to class for my last lesson of the week, 'dreams and reveries'. It was going to be an enjoyable evening, wasn't it?😂😂🤪

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21/08/2021

CHRONICLES OF MAMA MBOGA
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Episode 3

"No we cant sleep together, I don't want to live that life again" I had vowed to myself a year earlier that I will never bed a girl in my house untiI Iam ready for marriage. I was neither ready to break the vow nor to wife Mama Mboga's eldest daughter. 😌😌

Tina gazed at me with confussion. The sudden change of mind did not make sense to her. "Nini mbaya nawewe? Mbona umenieka hapa all this time, kwani ulikua unanipima?"

Her anger and disappointment were rising. I feared that she might cause drama. I was not ready for more drama for I had experienced enough of it during my stay in Mumias. So I had to strategize very fast on how to cool her down lest I be on the loosing end.

I moved close to where she was now standing, gently wrapped her in my arms with a feigned smile, looked her straight into her eyes and moved my head closer that our lips were an inch from each other. She was now breathing heavily and I could feel her body temperature rise. Her lips were now dry and thirsty. Yearning for that sweet kiss and immediate flight to cloud nine.

"Beb, I crushed on you at first sight because you are beautiful and very pretty. I love your conspicuous s*xy eyes, your light angelic complexion is outstanding. Your slim but curvy body is just amazing...especially in this s*xy mini dress. You know not how you turn me on always with your sweet soft voice whenever I come to buy veges at the kiosk and you ask 'nikufungie na nyanya?' You are not just an avarage girl to be 'chips fungwad', to me you are a queen. I want to have you in the right way coz I respect you my queen.

I want to establish a mature relationship with you because in your s*xy eyes I see the beautiful mother of my kids."
She was now looking at me blushingly as I conjured metaphor after metaphor. She was undoubtedly enjoying the cool vibe. " All these good reasons about you are what makes me think tonight is not the right time to lay you. The respect I hold for you is tantamount...You are a lady of class and thats why I want us to keep off s*x tonight. Besides, I dont wish to impregnant you swiry for I have no protective safety belts in here beb and the pharmacy is closed by now".

I now loosened my arms around her slowly and now just held her hands. The issue of pregnancy seemed to have touched her most-judging from her dynamic facials.
"Aki Tonny wee ni gentleman. You are so caring. I heart you bae. Am touched by your kindness and reasoning. You are my dream guy. Wewe si k**a hawa wanaume wako after s*x. I have realized tonight I love you Tonny".

Now, when I told you ladies fall in love with what they hear did you doubt me? 😂😂😂Most of what I had told her were obvious lies but she took in as gospel truth. A man does not need tell a lady the truth always. We need to only tell them things they love to hear about themselves. Mine was not a task to win her...or maybe it was. My main target was to convince her to leave my house that night peacefully and happily. Indeed it was mission accomplished.
I now put on my jacket ready to es**rt her back to Mama Mboga's house. It was just a five minutes walk from our plot.

"Tonny na utapika what time? Its just some minutes to midnight.Ama nkupikie ndio niende?"
"Don't worry ntacook tu, nmezoea kula na kudoze late hours"

I dropped her at their gate for she had already rang her younger sister to open up the door. I turned to head back to my state of the art bachelor bungalow. The one that had probably made Tina fall for me. Afterall how many bachelors stay in one bedroom self confused houses like mine? Most that I know of stay in a 'bed sita' or single roomed shanties. Forget senior bachelors like Maina Kageni. That night marked the first time in my lifetime to turn away a golden chance of bedding a beautiful girl,🙊🤔🤔. Indeed my experiences in Mumias had taught me a lesson and changed me much. Did somebody say experience is the best teacher? I know team mafisi members would rebuke and curse me🤷🏻‍♂️🤷🏻‍♂️🤷🏻‍♂️...but they dont know much about me. They would later learn the reason behind my rather weird action.

I prepared my ugali sukuma and fried some eggs to accompany and after the 'sumptuous' meal I switched off the lights and off to bed. By the way bachelors rarely lack a crate of eggs in their bungalows. Its always a saviour especially when impromptu visitors arrive and you are damn broke.

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CHRONICLES OF MAMA MBOGA
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Episode 2
There she was, beautiful Tina, standing at the doorstep with a small black paper bag🙆🏽🙆🏽🙆🏽. I drifted from the couch where I was lying and ushered her in. She handed me my 20bob shopping and I signaled her to have a seat.😃😃😃

"Ata sikai sana, wapi movie powa nlisema untaftie niende niwatch",she uttered as we sat on the same couch. Honestly I had forgotten that movie request courtesy of the many questions in my head.😊😊

"Tina acha nkusakie movie kali, nlikua nmesahau, just wait kitu 10minutes please",😛😛. I explained as I shuffled through a bulk of my CDs. She refused to wait and said her mum was going to attend a funeral that night in the nearby area and she had to see her off before it is late. Besides she was to go have a shower before the water her younger sister had warmed for her cooled.

After engaging my negotiation skills very well, we agreed that she goes to see to those two tasks and then come back for two movie CDs before 9pm.😁😁😁.

All this time she was busy 'perusing' my small house with her eyes moving around.😌😌😌. From the TV stand to the curtains to the ceiling to the fairly dirty carpet.

Probably she was comparing what she was seeing to what she sees in her boyfriend's house. I thought to myself. She stood and left.

For the first time a girl had entered 🚶🏼‍♀️🚶🏼‍♀️🚶🏼‍♀️my bachelor pad since I moved in. "Usisahau kurudia movie please, nakutaftia movie kali mbili tena latest" 😂😂

I sweet talked her as she left. I saw her smile and sigh and said to myself silently."ndaaani ndaaani ndani ya box yangu" as I closed the door.
I sat on my couch and began 'kupiga hesabu'. 😀

I decided that if she comes back, I should pester her to sleep over at my place.🙈🙈

Afterall she had said her mother was going to a funeral that night and that might be the one and only chance. I psyched and convinced myself that it gonna be an easy task.💪💪💪

At 9pm as I tuned my TV to admire my permanent crush Betty Kyalo anchor news, the door flung open and in walked my temporary crush.😋😋😋

This time Tina was not just the usual avarage girl I saw at her mother's kiosk. Tina was looking elegant, angelic and superly hot. 🔥🔥🔥

She had showered and done some slight make up that made her skin look radiant. She wore a nice red mini dress that besides exposing her fleshy brown thighs at the bottom it also exposed her cleavage and creased beautiful neck at the top.😋😋😋

I found myselfing gazing and ,staring at her. The 'ufisi' in me that I had abandoned a year back seemed to rekindle.🍆🙈🙈

"Mbona umenizubalia Tonny, nipee movie niende niwatch,leo sina usingizi"

This time she didnot even sit. Just rotating her s*xy eyes in their sockets and that blushing smile. 🥰🥰🥰.

Before I could utter anything, I felt my blood becoming hot and running in my veins. The short I was wearing became tight and something protruded at the front from inside. 🙊🙊🙊.

Honestly believe me, I dont know what it was. it was playing monkey business. 😂😂😂. I was ashamed to stand up and expose my shame to this new hunt." Kuja ukae hapa dakika mbili pekee, I swear ntakues**rt hadi home". Her sweet body scent drove me crazier as she sat next to me. My blood became hotter. My mind became dirtier and my hands were itching to touch.😅

I am an old hand at this game. There and then I decided to apply the treachery I had learned in the school of life.

"Acha kwanza nkutestie hii movie k**a iko powa ama ina scratches".

I said looking her into the eyes. I walked towards the TV stand while bending foward- to conceal the protruding stick in my short. Exposing it would be shameful or it might induce fear in this new hunt. I knew well the movie had no scratches but mine was a stategy to buy time. The movie itself was thrilling and romantic. I chose it for a purpose of course. Its called kupiga hesabu vizuri. The scenes in the movie became more thrilling as we scanned through various episodes. She bacame glued to it. My mathematics was working miracles.🤝🤝

"Tina acha tuwatch tu hii movie yote pamoja then udoze huku, si ata your mum ameenda funeral. Ntaku es**rt asubuhi mapema kabla arudi. Cheki vile Chris anakiss huyo dem. Aki hii movie tuwoch pamoja ndio ikue tamu". All these I was saying while my hand moved around her shoulders. She tried to resist sweetly but whoever said ladies fall in love with what they hear got it right! She no doubt had come to my house to be requested for sleep over but as always, ladies must play hard to get,just a little.😁😁😁🤪

"Tina bae, you are hawt and very beautiful. You know well Iam single and its because all this time I envisioned to date a girl of your quality. Take this chance and be the only queen in my kingdom. I have fallen in love with you". The movie continued as I kept maximising on my tongue by making it as sweet as possible. 😜.

Tina had silently accepted to spend the night in my house. It pays to have a good tongue my friend. Especially if you have no money😂😂😂, you need the sweetest tongue. I had invested in that. She had stopped talking of going back home and now she lay on my laps. My hands now softly caressing her soft hair and making gentle touches on her cleavage. Her temperature was now rising and I knew my magics had worked.💪💪💪

Something crossed my mind at almost midnight and I seemed to be back to my senses. I had swore never to join team mafisi again in my life. "No! no! no! Let me es**rt you back to your home" "No! We cant sleep together. I dont want to live that life anymore.❌

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Recap
CHRONICLES OF MAMA MBOGA.
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Episode 1
Mama mboga had been inquiring from me if I am a priest or by any chance studying for priesthood everytime I visited her kiosk for veges. Despite telling her I was not and would never be one, she kept on insisting "wewe ni priest, vile nakuona hukosi kuwa". Although when I asked her the reason for associating me with priesthood, she mumbled "usijali wee jua tu unakaa priest ama utakua priest, hio maisha si mzuri".
One evening as I paid her my usual evening visit, it was coincidental that some chic also came by to purchase tomatoes. Ok, I must confess she was hot. So mama mboga noticed me busy on my phone and no glances at the girl. She took the initiative to introduce me to the girl."Tonny huyu mrembo anaitwa Tracy. Ako college ndio wako holiday. Umwongeleshe kidogo usimwogope". Jeez! For the second time in life, I felt my ego as a man broken. The first time was when I was still staying in Mumias a year earlier. One day I will narrate to you how.
Mama mboga's introduction was weird and demeaning. How can she pupport that I had feared this Tracy? I laughed it off humerously and cracked a joke to easen the bile bubbling in me. We all laughed and I noticed the girl was social too. Anyway our two minute interaction ended with a good bye as opposed to "nipe namba yako ntakucall" as mama mboga expected. Mama mboga, after the girl had left, gave me that spiteful look to suggest "bure kabisa".
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Mama mboga's association of I to priesthood was supposedly traced to the fact that I never sedduced girls in my hood. For the six months she has been seeing me around, not once had she seen me with a girl talking or taking to my house. This being the norm of young unmarried guys in my hood, she wondered if I was normal. Never had a girl gone to her kiosk to buy mboga for me. She therefore suspected I was headed to priesthood or she just mocked me but believed I was afraid of seducing ladies.
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The next day evening as I went to purchase veges,it was business unusual. I found three other customers waiting for sukumawiki which her daughter, Tina, was helping her cut. It was normal to find a queue at Mama Tina's kiosk waiting for sukuma wiki. It was the only kiosk around which offered very fresh and green veges.In addition, the quantity was superb. Her haters had been discouraging us from buying mboga from her alluding that "hio mboga ya mama Tina ni ile inapandwa sewage". Their words kept falling on deaf ears. So mama Tina seeing the queue, decided to take on me again. "Tonny, leo kuna jam na wee unakuaga na haraka, si uende tu alafu ntapea Tina mboga akuletee kwa nyumba akimaliza kukata". Tina is mama mboga's eldest daughter. I suppose she was around 19 years old, for she was a first year at Egerton University. During holidays, she minded not helping her mum at the busy kiosk. She was fairly beautiful, cute and presentable. She was the only brownskin in her family and seemed to resemble neither parent. Maybe mtu alicheswoo, hehe.
I nodded in acceptance and handed her 20bob. "10 inabaki anikujie na nyanya." As I walked away Tina shouted "Na unitaftie movie powa nipick." She looked so over excited at the mention by her mum of her dropping me veges. On my way to the house questions kept crossing my mind. How comes mama mboga wanted her daughter to bring me veges? And why was Tina so excited? Ok, I knew she knew our plot but did she know my house? Should I revive my past life of team mafisi? If she came, should I revive the lethal skills I had in Mumias and teach her a lesson?Questions! Questions!!!
It was until 8pm that I heard a knock on the door. Hardly had I responded when it was gently pushed open. There she was. The beautiful Tina....

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