Wednesday, 3 October 2012

September Fortunes


Oh September, how much more can I thank thee. You finally brought life back to the swimming pool. To me that is not the joy of getting to show my half naked body, and ab <not abs> but it is the pleasure that another hunting ground has been made available. Swimming brings a lot of truth. You’d get to know if that girl’s ass and boobs are all natural or just padded, see how she looks without make-up, and yes chances are she is as smooth and flexible in other quotas as she is in the pool. And that girl can say she’s wet and not get you ideas…or not.

So as my eyes savor the feast of different shapes, sizes, complexions that are gloriously flattering the pool, it is a perfect 3-Bs; Boobs, Booty, Beauty. That to me concocts the almost perfect lady, Brains being the finishing touch. Sadly the three assets are being ‘creatively’ used to pick out 6ft wallet-tall men. A situation leaving we youthful lads singing a mournful dirge as we watch money stacks outdoing our sleek vibe. Not at all generalizing, there are a few hapa pale still with priceless booty, literally speaking. They can’t be bought. <Big up Mama Wambui on that>

All this flashing goodies at well pocket-endowed men got me thinking. If I can’t have them when I’m this much of a hustler that means only one thing; speculating that the trend continues and having about 4 years, give or take, till I can make concrete mullah, then the lass I’ll be picking up is in form one!! WTF! The thought is just wrong. But hey, age is just a number, provided si under 18. If you love him for his money, you might as well list your goodies in the securities exchange market.

I am mot at all ignoring the fact that lads would give a shag for mullah too. And that is just despicable! But let’s face it; it’s your own personal pair of nuts. If it earns you a living feel free, who said you can’t live with a virus or two?!

Beauty in the sun…

As I attempt to pen my next trail of thought, something blocks the sun. I look up and a bottle of sunscreen is held out to me. Perfectly manicured nails, cute face, nice body. All wet. “I saw you staring earlier so thought I could make use of the attention. Would you rub this on?” in a flash thought, am thinking for such confidence she must be nuts, but I do have a pair so what the hell. “Certainly, with pleasure, do lie down.” Now, now Karis, don’t get any ideas… yet!

  

1 comment:

  1. Waaa....kali sana... Do it when you are in ur Twenties...ukifika 50 itakua story ya...bn there done that..yawn

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