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Eh! Is that it? Just water?” Miya asked, getting suddenly more curious. “No, if you have things like eucalyptus or menthol, peppermint, thyme, oregano, and ginger, boil them in the water. Inhale the vapor and you will be ok.” Kinyua said. “Wow! First thing tomorrow, I am going to help her do that.” Miya said. She was so worried about her friend. ---- Sure enough, the following day, they shopped for the items which were available in the only supermarket on the island, in powder form as all had to be imported. Then, Kinyua, Martina and Miya went to see the sick woman. They found her still asleep. For whatever reasons, she was alone as her husband and two daughters were away on a trip to South America. Kinyua did the mixing of the ingredient, even though they didn’t get everything but whatever they had was pretty much enough. Together with Martina, they boiled them using the woman’s gas cooker. Kinyua and Martina helped to hold the blanket over the woman, who was in her mid 40’s but looked older than her age due to being always sickly. The steam made her to cough a few times but after a while, she began to feel better until she looked at Kinyua and said, “You must be a doctor, right?” “Not really, but I help where I can.” Kinyua said. “You will be ok.” Martina told the woman, whose name was Sandra. “Are you on medication?” Kinyua asked Sandra. “Yes, but not helping much.” Sandra said. “You will be well.” Kinyua told her giving her his best smile. “Once I am healed, I will invite you for dinner. Tell me what you love eating.” Sandra told Kinyua. Kinyua jokingly said, “Githeri.” “Gi--what?” Sandra asked. “Sorry, I am joking, just make me any nice meal and I shall be ok.” Kinyua said. “What is that you said?” Sandra asked. “Githeri, a food type from my home country, a mixture of beans and maize, then boiled together.” Kinyua said. Sandra smiled and said, “I will try to make that.” ---- A few days later, Sandra was feeling far much better and, true to her word, she invited Kinyua and Martina for supper. They went with Miya at exactly 7 pm. However, she didn’t cook Githeri as she had said but instead made chapatis, meat stew and porridge which had many types of flours mixed together. She first served them with spiced tea and jokingly told them, “Use that to open your throats.” A while later, she served them with chapatis chopped into smaller pieces, a lot of meat stew made from beef, and placed a flask full of tea for them to drink as they wished. Sandra’s TV played some songs from a flash disk, which were a mixture of Indian songs, South African songs, country music and heavy metal songs. As one of the heavy metal songs was playing, Sandra looked at Kinyua and asked him, “Do you smoke weed?” >>The thrilling DRAMA continues >> Story by Anthony Kiarie Copyright © Anthony Kiarie. All rights reserved. Do not share this work without a written and signed agreement from owner. First few chapters will be free as you decide whether to follow the story or not. Early subscriptions are welcome @100 via 0711 403 777. You may now begin paying for the story not to wait for the last-minute rush. Groups, including COOL group to be made tonight.

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Black and White Love SEASON 2: CHP 4 –Sandra “My day was good. We went to the farm, did some farm work and then we later came back home to continue with the cooking lessons.” Martina, who had spent her day with Miya, said. “What have you cooked today?” Kinyua asked. “Cupcakes.” Martina said, “I taught her how to make such, she is so happy now.” Miya was at that time out to see a friend who wasn’t feeling well leaving Kinyua and Martina alone in the house. Martina gave Kinyua one cupcake, even fed him. The cake was so sweet such that Kinyua almost chewed his own tongue, one of his canines biting his tongue so hard until he bled a little. “Damn! The sweetness! I am almost eating my own tongue!” He said. Martina laughed and said, “Enjoy, honey.” “As sweet as you.” Kinyua said smiling at her. As they sat there, Kinyua showed her some photos they took while hiking the summit during the day. “Too bad I could not come with you guys, but, when I feel better, I will go with you.” “When will you feel better yet the pregnancy will just get bigger?” Kinyua asked. “After first trimester, which is usually the worst for most women. I threw up several times today. I am even feeling weak now.” Martina said. Kinyua jokingly said, “If your father knows where I am, and that I have made his daughter pregnant, he will send an army to come and hunt me down.” Even though he said it so casually, Martina could tell that it distressed him. She turned around, gave him a tight hug and said, “Whatever makes you happy here, do it, as long as you will not dwell on the thoughts that my father wants you dead.” “That thing is really stressing me.” Kinyua said. There was a brief silence. Kinyua continued talking, “Today, Gerald, one of the guides who took me to the summit, told me that tourists will soon be many on this island. I was wondering: what if someone visits and by a wild chance knows your father, or is sent by your father?” “Eh! You are overthinking now.” Martina said. “Remember your father is a rich man who has global connections.” Kinyua said. “Yes, but, to think of him sending someone all the way to hunt you down is crazy. Do you realize how remote we are from any land on earth? In fact, the moon is nearer to my dad than we are now.” Martina said. Kinyua was silent for a while. “Yes.” He said, “But, a man like your dad, who really hates black people, can do anything.” “I was his favorite daughter. I am also his most beautiful daughter. He once told me that I look so much like my mum when they met. His fury is because his favorite and most beautiful daughter has gone with a black guy.” Martina said. As they were talking, Miya came back carrying something. Martina went to receive her as if receiving her own mother. That made Miya so happy until she said, “Thank you!” “Welcome back, how is your friend?” Martina said and asked. “Bad.” Miya said sitting down. She sounded desperate for whatever reasons. “I wish I can help.” “What is ailing her?” Martina asked. “She has been asthmatic all her life, and now has a very bad cold. She is even isolating herself not to spread it.” Miya said. “Is it that bad?” Kinyua asked. “Yes, this island has few people who due to isolation have never been exposed to many diseases from outside world. So, a simple case of flu can devastate the entire community.” Miya said. “Ok, sorry to her, advise her to do some steaming.” Kinyua said. “What is that?” Miya asked. Martina also didn’t seem to know what that was. Kinyua said, “You boil water, pour in a bucket, then cover yourself with a thick blanket with the bucket of water inside, you and the bucket inside, I don’t know how to explain better than that. Then, inhale the steam slowly, it will open up your lungs and make you feel better. My mum would do that to us when we were young and it would heal us most of the times.”
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AROUND THE WORLD: CHP 2 – In the club The OFFER for the saga, THE JUNGLE RUN, is still on, send Kshs 65 to 0711403777 and remember to send me your NAMES and PHONE number after paying. ----- “This is not my first time to be in Kenya, but my first time to go clubbing in Kenya.” Lora told Carlos as they danced to the tune of one of Samido’s songs that was playing at the club they were in, somewhere in Westlands. After being shown around the aircraft, Carlos proposed to take them out, even requested a car from ATA to come for them. They got to the club at exactly 7 pm having encountered a massive traffic jam on the way. After a few drinks, with Lora preferring something mildly alcoholic, they got to the dance floor and began dancing together as a couple. She was already liking him so much being that he was such a handsome and charming man. “Then I am lucky to be dancing with you here.” Carlos said, holding her waist tighter. “Yes, I usually don’t allow other men to touch me like this except my husband.” Lora said. Carlos knew that she was married and had two children who were in international school somewhere in New York, but, that did not stop him from wanting to smash her. Carlos smiled at her and said, “Suppose your husband sees us like this?” “He will kill you.” Lora said with a smile. “He is in Airforce, remember, and has represented USA in Tae Kwon Do several times until the time he got beaten by a Russian guy and he said he is getting old, and so, he stopped going for international tournaments.” “Oh! Ok, just don’t let him see us like this.” Carlos said smiling. Lora laughed and said, “I cannot. You too told me that you have a wife, and I am sure that you would not want her to see us like this.” “She would not do anything.” Carlos said. “I heard that they bewitch someone in Africa, I don’t want to be bewitched.” Lora said, this time sounding serious. “My wife is not a witch.” Carlos said. “I know, she can however procure the services of a witch and that is it, then I wake up to find my cookie on my face.” Lora said. “What?” Carlos asked and laughed. “Yes. Saw it in a movie, can’t remember, Nigerian movie where a woman woke up and found her honey pot had moved from between her legs to her face.” Lora said. “Those are movies crap, anyway, I would not mind it there, would make it easier to access it, you know, when it is between a pair if thick legs as yours, it gets a little bit difficult to access it.” Carlos said jokingly. Lora laughed and said, “You are so funny.” The talks were making her aroused. She could feel itches in various hidden places and began to wish Carlos would escalate it and she would not even attempt to resist. She however lacked the courage to say that she wanted it but instead chose to keep talking in the hopes that he will catch the vibe. Carlos could see the desire in her eyes but chose to keep talking wanting their sexual polarity to be even more so that by the time he gets her, the experience shall be electric. The DJ then randomly played an old song that went like, “Nishike pole pole mimi bibi ya wenyewe…” (Touch me slowly, I am someone’s wife) Carlos did the opposite and began to caress Lora right on the dancing stage. She got close to his ear and whispered to him, “Stop that, you are making me hot and there is nothing we can do here.” “I will cool it down, I have enough water to cool it down.” Carlos said in a flirty tone. Lora laughed and then asked, “Can I ask you a sensitive question?” ADVERT* MANVITA: this is a herbal supplement for curing men’s problems like premature ejaculation, low libido, poor erections, soft erections etc. get yours today at 1800. Just purchase via 0711 403 777 and send your names, phone number, location and product ordered so that I can deliver. Do not let your woman lack orgasms, get MANVITA, drive your woman crazy.
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AROUND THE WORLD: CHP 2 – In the club https://romanticsagas.com/index.php/on-going-stories/item/1154-chp-2-in-the-club
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AROUND THE WORLD Carlos gets hired on a contract basis by a billionaire, one of Alphas’ friends, to be flying him around with his private jet on his business trips, tourist expeditions and high profile deals. He gets to work alongside 3 other pilots flying the modern ultra Embraer Phenom 300E jet with a maximum capacity of 11 passengers. He works as a second officer, under a captain Lora Jones, a beautiful Black American pilot, and a flight engineer who is also a pilot by the name Aziz Abdul from Pakistan. The billionaire’s name is Minghao from Beijing, China. Carlos sees that as an opportunity to meet women from all walks of life, across the world, and to expand his gene pool having always wanted to have as many children as possible. A story full of sexual adventures, some so risky putting Carlos into direct danger, even with the women’s lovers. .... The saga is free unless you wanna buy me a cup of coffee...
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“I am straight, but I wish to touch that.” Another guy said. When his friends looked at him giggling, he said, “What? Just out of curiosity, nothing else.” “No, dude, we would not judge you for coming out of of…never mind.” Gerald said with a smile. They all began swimming. Kinyua wasn’t a great swimmer and he stuck to the shore while everyone else swam deeper into the waters, some of them diving entirely. Gerald even did a back flip into the water in a sheer display of athleticism which Kinyua could only admire. “Wow! Soldier boy!” One of the guys told Gerald. “Can you teach me that?” Kinyua asked. “Yes, if you pay me.” Gerald replied. “How much?” Kinyua asked. “I am just joking.” Gerald said, “When you workout with me, I will teach you.” Kinyua laughed and said, “Alright.” The guys swam together, had so much fun. They would grab one another and hurl each other into the water. They even picked Kinyua shoulder high and threw him into the water. He landed with a thunderous splash until he briefly lost his sense of direction such that when he emerged to the top, he began swimming deeper into the lake before suddenly realizing and turning around. They then sat down at the shore to eat their snacks before starting another hike back home. “How often do you come here?” Kinyua asked. “As often as we wish, more so during summer times. We also bring tourists here. Soon, we will have tourists coming here and we shall be the ones to bring them here.” Gerald said. “Touring the remotest island must be so much fun.” Kinyua said. “Yes, they love the fact that it is the most isolated place on earth. Many only live wishing to come here but never make it. In fact, if you lack clear permits, your ship can dock here and you won’t step on this island.” Gerald said. “I see.” Kinyua said, really feeling grateful to Stellmaris for making it so easy for them to get there. As they sat there, Kinyua began to have an erection for no reason with no physical stimulation until he felt a bit embarrassed and tried to hide it. However, one of the guys noticed and said, “Dude, is the lake making you want it or what?” That was when they noticed and turned to look at him. Kinyua tried to run into the lake while laughing to make the cold water cool him but they all blocked his way and one of them said, “I want to see that.” Kinyua stood there looking at them smiling. He was now fully erect, his penis facing straight ahead. The guy that had said he would want to touch it stepped forward, touched it and said, “Oh! My God! This thing is big! Very big! You black men are blessed.” “I read somewhere that in USA, white ladies are getting married to black men because of this.” Another guy said. “Probably why he has a white wife.” Gerald said with a chuckle. Gerald then asked Kinyua, “Were you born like that? I mean, with a big one?” “Yes.” Kinyua said. “Eh! Ok, I wish mine was that big.” Gerald said smiling. Kinyua cooled down and his erection slowly melted away. “Come on, guys, we need to get back home. At least that was a good day for us.” Gerald, who was clearly the alpha there, told them. None said otherwise. They all got dressed, picked their bags and began climbing out of the crater, but this time using another different route. As they went along, Gerald told Kinyua jokingly, “When women here get to know what you possess, they will want you for it. They easily give in to me because of my height, now imagine if they know you have a tool of pleasure that can rock their wild fantasies making them to explode like a volcano…” Kinyua just laughed. Already, he had gotten two women and knew he had chances to get more of them. >>The thrilling DRAMA continues >> Story by Anthony Kiarie Copyright © Anthony Kiarie. All rights reserved. Do not share this work without a written and signed agreement from owner. First few chapters will be free as you decide whether to follow the story or not. Early subscriptions are welcome @100 via 0711 403 777. You may now begin paying for the story not to wait for the last-minute rush. Groups, including COOL group to be made tonight.
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Black and White Love SEASON 2: CHP 3 – Off to the summit “So, we are officially off to Queen Mary's Peak. I know you are a fit man so that should take us 5 hours to get there.” Gerald, a known local guide told Kinyua as they were getting ready to hike up the mountain. He was among the men that enjoyed mutura and roasted meat with Kinyua the previous day. They were a total of 7 men. Martina decided not to accompany Kinyua to the peak as she was feeling tired even though it was still an early morning. Pregnancy was making her feel tired for no reasons at all. The men began their hike with high spirits, with Kinyua walking in the middle as Gerald who was the most experienced hike led the way. They all carried small bags with water, food, and a few other items including first aid kit in case something didn’t go as planned. The part of the island where they were going, cellular network was nonexistent and they only carried their phones to use them as watches to check time. “When we are just men alone, we go fast.” Gerald said beginning to jog. Everyone jogged with him. The guy was so fit such that he was like a soldier. He was the tallest among them standing at 6 feet 6 inches tall. He was also such a fit guy being athletic, but nonetheless so friendly like he would not hurt a fly. The second fittest guy among them was Kinyua and when the hike got tougher, Kinyua and Gerald walked together straight ahead, just talking random topics. “If this island had an army, you would be the general.” Kinyua told Gerald jokingly. Gerald laughed and said, “I would have wanted to be in the army, but, it is of no use here. No one is coming to attack us. Nonetheless, I train hard regularly to stay fit.” “I have never seen you at the gym. Do you workout there?” Kinyua asked Gerald. “No, I prefer working out in the fields very early in the morning when everyone is still sleeping.” Gerald said. “What sort of workout is that?” Kinyua asked. “Come with me tomorrow, or when you shall be free and I shall show you.” Gerald told Kinyua. “Nice.” Kinyua said, looking forward to having him as a great friend. Reaching the summit was not easy at all. The slope got so steep in some places but, they were eventually able to reach the summit in record time and they all stood there facing the way they came from, being able to see the sea stretching in all directions as if the island was the only land on earth. For once, Kinyua felt so isolated but he didn’t mind it as long as he was safe from Martina’s father’s wrath. “This is the heart lake we said about.” Gerald told Kinyua pointing at the lake that was shaped almost like a heart. It wasn’t a big lake and it sat at the bottom of the crater, about 70 meters across on all sides. The descent to the lake was easy. Within no time, they stood at the shore, with Kinyua wanting to just get in and swim. As if Gerald was reading Kinyua’s mind, he said, “It is ok to swim.” The guys began undressing. Kinyua thought that they will undress down to their boxers but they got stark naked and stood there ready to jump into the lake. One of the guys saw Kinyua looking surprised and said, “Come on! It is just us here, no one will see us, go Adam mode and enjoy.” “Adam mode?” Kinyua askd. “Yes, how he was living in the garden of Eden.” The guy said. Kinyua laughed after getting what they meant. He also got naked. As soon as they saw his private parts, one of the guys said, “Dude, you are blessed down there.” Kinyua easily had the largest manhood among them. Even though he was a grower, it still was way bigger than all of them. Even Gerald the largest guy didn’t have as big. Kinyua’s balls also hung low making them seem way bigger in comparison. “Someone said in Africa, guys are blessed down there, now I can confirm.” Another guy said.
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“I did prefer a cute face over buttocks.” Another guy said, “I mean, it is the face I will be seeing regularly, not the buttocks, right…” Everyone laughed. The guy said with a lot of emphasis, “Yes! I will be telling a cute face good morning, not buttocks. I will be kissing the face not the…” “Crazy fella.” Kinyua said and laughed even more. As for him, he was lucky to have a woman with both, beautiful face, rounded hips who was entirely callipygian, smooth skin, nice voice and everything. “By the way, how did you meet your wife?” Another guy asked Kinyua. “We met in Nigeria as Evangelists.” Kinyua said, “But we went out drinking beer and became friends. The rest is history.” “How nice!” Another guy said. One who was getting more drunk than the rest thought of roasting potatoes. He went to the house and came back with some potatoes, except, among them was an egg and none noticed except Kinyua. Kinyua saw the guy pushing everything in the fire, including the egg. He simply wanted to see how it would go with the egg. Seeing imminent danger, Kinyua slowly moved away from the grill without bothering to alert the rest. He pretended that he simply wanted to stretch his legs. Boom! The egg exploded shortly. Every guy scattered away from the grill. The guy that had placed the egg knocked himself down when he stepped on a bucket that was nearby. The water in the bucket splashed all over. The egg scattered its content all over and made the entire place look completely messy. Some of the boiling york fell over their roasted meat, including the mutura. Some also fell into their beer inside their glasses. “What the hell! What the hell happened?” The drunk guy that was responsible asked. “How can a potato explode?” He went on. “That wasn’t a potato you fool!” Another guy said, “That was an egg!” Another guy rubbed the yolk from his long hair. Another from his clothes. Everyone else had some yolk on them except Kinyua who was a safe distance away as the explosion happened. Then, the guys began laughing. Kinyua thought that they would be angry with the guy that caused the mess but instead they shook his shoulders while laughing and one of them said, “You damn fool! Now you know that you cannot roast an egg! Next time, you should probably boil it!” “I thought a grenade went off!” The guy that roasted the egg said. They then began cleaning the mess while still laughing. “Now I will go back home smelling eggs thank to you, buddy!” Kinyua was impressed at how friendly they were even at such an insane moment. “You guys are so much fun to be with. I am loving this island the more I stay here.” Kinyua said. “A lot of fun here, perhaps we should go swimming this week too.” One guy told Kinyua. “I thought you guys have nowhere to swim here. The cliffs and rough seas.” Kinyua said. “Well, we do swim in some pools, or in the island’s heart.” another guy said. “Heart?’” Kinyua wondered out loudly wondering what they meant. >>The thrilling DRAMA continues >> Story by Anthony Kiarie Copyright © Anthony Kiarie. All rights reserved. Do not share this work without a written and signed agreement from owner. First few chapters will be free as you decide whether to follow the story or not. Early subscriptions are welcome @100 via 0711 403 777. You may now begin paying for the story not to wait for the last-minute rush. Groups, including COOL group to be made tonight.
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Black and White Love SEASON 2: CHP 2 – Kinyua’s fun in Tristan “This is how you cook Mutura, it is such a delicacy back home.” Kinyua said showing a group of men how to cook the mutura. The 6 had invited him for a goat eating ceremony and a couple of beers, as a way to show hospitality to him having learned that he was also such a nice guy with a clean heart and genuine love for people. Being that Kinyua also never hesitated to help, they saw him as a brother. The grills to roast the meat was ready with fire from charcoal and some coal. Charcoal there was damn expensive as it would be imported from as far as South Africa and would come with ships on regular intervals. The guys followed through as Kinyua made mutura delicacy, showing them how to staff the meat inside intestines, and to roast and boil others. They also added some spices in some and made others plain. There was also one with blood and another without. Eventually, the mutura was ready to eat. Kinyua picked one of them and chopped into smaller pieces. He then moved around feeding the men as if he was feeding them with a birthday cake. “Hmm! Yummy!” one of the men said almost biting his tongue while chewing the mutura. Another guy was unable to chew it hot and he spat it out to hold with his hand. “Sorry, did it burn you?” Kinyua asked. “No problem, I just can’t take hot meat.” The guy said. The rest laughed at him. Another teased and said, “You should probably eat more pepper to get used to hot foods.” Another guy said, “I should invite you to show my wife how to cook this. I would want to be eating this regularly.” “No problem.” Kinyua said. “Does your wife know how to cook it?” The guy asked. “No. But I can teach her so that she can teach your wife.” Kinyua said. “No, its ok, you can come and teach my wife. Perhaps my wife and your wife can be good friends too.” the guy said. Beer was served. Kinyua, even though he hadn’t taken alcohol in along time, could not turn down their offer for beer. The beer was served in glasses and each held his own glass to drink while enjoying the roasted meat. “We also eat Mutura with Ugali, a type of food we make using maize floor.” Kinyua said. They were however eating Mutura with some boiled potatoes which they seemed to like more. “We love potatoes here a lot.” One man said while biting the two, mutura and a potato. “In Kenya, there is a place called Kinangop. When you go there, they eat potatoes almost daily.” Kinyua said. “Which country is Kenya in?” One guy asked. “Kenya is a country in Africa.” Another corrected him. Kinyua could tell that all those men had never been out of that island. But they seemed so much ok with such kind of isolated life and it was obvious that they did not even wish to go out of there. Kinyua however went on to ask them, “If you had a chance, would you move out of here?” The first guy replied instantly, “100% no! I love it here. Quiet, peaceful life.” Another guy said, “I would visit another country but would still come back here.” Another said, “I would not mind going to another place to enjoy their women.” That made everyone to laugh. “What? Did I say something wrong? We are men!” The guy said. “Yes, we are!” Kinyua said, “Come to Kenya and get many beautiful women. They come from different tribes that we have there, 42 tribes, I think, 47, can’t remember.” “Which tribe has the most beautiful?” The guy talking about women asked. “Beauty is in the eye of beholder.” Kinyua said. “Ah! Nah! Beauty is in the eye of beer holder!” Another guy said raising his glass of beer, “When you take this, every woman is beautiful!” They all laughed. Kinyua however told them, “Some women are more beautiful than others. Like in Kenya, the tribe called Kamba has some of the most beautiful women. Then there is Kikuyu, and there is Luo whose women usually come packaged with big buttocks but usually don’t have a cute face.”
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Gert also thought of remote Siberia but told himself: the cold out there would kill him instantly. He thought of remote places in Africa, including Central African Republic which was not easily accessible from whichever direction in Africa. But he knew that political skirmishes made the place difficult to access too and life unbearable. “Where the hell could this boy be with my daughter?” Gert asked himself loudly. While thinking, he got up and paced up and down the entire flat roof of their house, going to the edge which had glass walls which were 5 feet high. Their family dog followed him to the roof, a black and white great dane whose massive size made him intimidating to anyone around it. The dog came to stand next to him waging its tail. He then motioned it to get up on its two legs and it got up to stand next to him overlooking the river from there. “Boy, if you get that black monkey, bite his balls off.” Gert told the dog. The dog barked once as if it understood what it was being told. “Yes, I hate him, he has taken my daughter away from my, my most beautiful daughter.” Martina was their most beautiful daughter and child overall, even having won some modelling contracts with some local magazines while she was still in high school. She had also once won Miss London beauty contest but later pulled out of the entire event after some event managers demanded to have sex with her in order to declare her the winner and she refused. They ended up declaring the second girl the winner because she accepted to have sex with them, three men in one evening. The dog barked again and again. It even paced up and down a little as if to show its willingness to follow Gert’s commands. “Yes, I will look for better killers and asassins. I know they will hunt him down even if it means going to all the remotest places on earth.” Gert said. Being that it was freezing cold as it was winter in the north, Gert walked back to the house and closed all the windows as he had briefly opened them to allow some fresh air inside their house. “I hate cold months.” Gert said as he went inside. The temperature outside however wasn’t as cold as it was just 8 degrees, unlike in some places where it would regularly snow, like northern England. “Then when summer comes, you will say how you hate the summer months due to their scorching heat.” Jammie said. “And it is always hot in Africa, no wonder those people down there are all dumb.” Gert said. “That is so low of you insulting an entire continent because of one person. Remember that we have great people in Africa too.” Jammie said. She was beginning to accept the fact that her daughter was gone with a black boy. “If I was in a position to, I would sink the whole of Africa and create one big ocean there.” Gert said, paused and then continued, “And make sure everyone sinks with it to be shark’s food.” Some silence followed. Their cat that had been kicked out of the window returned. “You know if animal welfare saw you kicking him out…” Jammie said and paused. “Yes, I know, they would arrest me, prosecute me and fine me a lot of money, but this is my house and I make the rules.” Gert said. The dog, the great dane, went to lie on one of the couches, pressing down some pillows with its massive weight of 90 kg. “Honey, let me ask you a question, you were always the better one in Geography since we began dating, since we met.” Gert said. “Yes, go ahead.” Jammie said. “Which is the remotest place on earth that someone can possibly hide not to be easily found?” Gert asked, his eyes looking into Jammie’s eyes as if reading into her soul. >>The thrilling DRAMA continues >> Story by Anthony Kiarie Copyright © Anthony Kiarie. All rights reserved. Do not share this work without a written and signed agreement from owner. First few chapters will be free as you decide whether to follow the story or not. Early subscriptions are welcome @100 via 0711 403 777. You may now begin paying for the story not to wait for the last-minute rush. Groups, including COOL group to be made tonight.
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Black and White Love SEASON 2: CHP 1 – Boiling anger “You want to tell me that one single stupid black monkey can’t be located and killed for misleading my daughter, Martina! What bunch of fools am I dealing with?” Martina’s father, Gert Janssens, asked his wife while banging his fists against a table as they were having breakfast at their home, one of their homes, in East London. He was fuming with rage, and if anger was heat, his anger would burn down a house. Already, three killers had failed to locate Kinyua and worse, they had eaten his deposit money and vanished. Jammie, Martina’s mother, however wasn’t as much strict and wished they could leave the girl alone to enjoy her own life as she wished with her own terms. “Honey, I think we should just let them be.” Jammie said trying to talk in a low, calm voice seeing that her husband’s fists were almost breaking the glass of their coffee table. Gert looked at Jammie and said, almost shouting, “So, you have no problem your beautiful daughter getting married to an ugly monkey from that God forsaken continent! Huh! Do you know that I can as well tell you to go down to Africa and bring your daughter back! Oh! And to also chop off that man’s black banana and come holding it with your teeth!” Jammie remained silent. Gert got up and walked to the window, stood there facing outside looking at River Thames wishing he can get Kinyua and drown him in that river with his bare hands. “Three world class mercenaries, three, have been unable to locate one stupid monkey, three, not one, not to, but three! And they have all eaten my money and vanished. The first one went silent, the second one ended up killing the wrong person, the third one simply took my money and I have never heard from him again. How much money am I going to lose hunting down one big bloody baboon!” Gert said shaking with anger. Jammie got up and walked to stand next to Gert. Gert kept on looking out of the window which was on the first floor of their house which had three floors. He then pointed at the river and said, “You see the river down there, if I catch this Kinyua with my hands, I will personally drown him in there.” Jammie said nothing. She knew her husband as a cruel, ruthless man who has killed in the past, and to him, killing was not a problem. He however had to rely on hired killers as he was getting old and had money to afford them. “Where could they be? Since they don’t seem to be in Kenya.” Gert said. He was also yet to know that one of his many accounts with proceeds of money laundering had been emptied by one of Martina’s ex. “I have no idea.” Jammie said. “You are closer with your daughter than me! You should know!” Gert said with his usual stentorian voice which always made Jammie to shudder. “Honey, I don’t know.” Jammie said innocently. “And you seem to support her relationship with that monkey!” Gert said. “Honey, I don’t support but Martina is now grown up and can do as she wish with her life.” Jammie said. Gert turned to look at Jammie and said, “Say that stupid statement again and I will make you regret it.” “I am sorry.” Jammie said quickly. She did not want to provoke her husband whom she knew as a violent man. Gert kept on looking at Jammie until she turned and walked away to the next window that overlooked the river. Gert slowly walked out of the table room. He headed for the staircase that led to their roof patio and on his way, out of anger, he kicked their cat sending it flying out of the house through an open window. Jammie asked, “What did the cat do to you now?” “It was on my way!” Gert said. When he got to the roof patio, he sat down on the couch and pulled out a cigarette to smoke. While he sat there smoking, he began thinking: where else can someone hide on this world which would make it difficult to locate him? He thought of far lands like Australia but told himself: that black boy does not have enough money to fly across the world.
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THE JUNGLE RUN Free episodes ended YESTERDAY. To continue reading, subscribe by sending Kshs 100 to 0711403777. I will dispatch links at 10 am. The team heads up the river after learning that the American Tourist got a boat and headed up the river, but they encounter hostilities along the way and face dangerous gangs on their way. Remember to send me your names and phone number after paying.
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“And, please, make me board the boat that has beautiful crew girls.” Iglesias said jokingly. “You will board MV Mariana with me, it will be the leading boat. The captain and all the crew except the chef, are girls.” Fernandez told Iglesias with a smile on his face. “As for me, I want a boat where I can sleep comfortably.” Nimrod said while yawning like he was sleepy. The few days had been hectic gathering information and running up and down interacting with girls, fighting men in clubs over girls and sleeping with multiple girls while getting as much from them as possible. They now had enough information to help them triangulate on where AB possibly was. ---- The following morning, they boarded the two luxury boats as tourists being taken up river for a tourist adventure. The morning was a bit rainy with occasional thunders and lightning but that did not stop them from boarding the boats. MV Mariana, which was the bigger one, had 1.Fernandez 2.Iglesias 3.Ken 4.Mburu 5.Bernardo 6.Selvine 7.Reginah 8.George 9.Nimrod 10.Gergo 11.Natalie While MV Arizona had 1.Caleb 2.Tessie 3.Luna 4.The Viking 5.Rasheed 6.Trevor 7.Feng Bo 8.Lenora The MV Mariana’s captain was a gorgeous lady by the name Roseli Santos, whose physical fitness allowed her to take on such challenging jobs having represented Brazil internationally as a female Capoeira fighter before later learning to be a captain working under her father who was a commercial fisherman with a boat in Rio-De-Janeiro. The MV Arizona was under captain Deiveson who had lived all his entire life along the banks of River Negro and River Amazon starting working with fishing boats before gradually starting a career with bigger tourist boats which were better paying and work was with less pressure. Up the river Negro, at a place called Santa Maria, another boat full of highly armed mercenaries was leaving heading upstream, unaware that their last days on earth were rapidly approaching in their pursuit for a mysterious tourist who they were supposed to search, take him alive to their master together with a very valuable item in his possession. >>The SAGA continues>> Story by Anthony Kiarie Copyright © Anthony Kiarie. All rights reserved. Do not share this work without a written and signed agreement from owner. FREE chapters have ended. Subscribe to continue reading, send Kshs 100 to 0711403777. I will dispatch links tonight. NOTE: DUE TO Safaricom’s Data policies, after paying for your SAGA, kindly text me -Your names -Your number IF you are a NEW to the sagas.
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THE JUNGLE RUN: CHP 10 – The search for AB intensifies “What do we do now?” Mburu asked Ken out of respect since he was the senior eagle there. “Kill him, just like the rest.” Ken replied. Mburu delivered a deadly punch in the chest that made Evandro’s heart to stop beating. ---- “San Antonio’s full name according to my investigations is Antonio Geraldo.” Varvara, who was contacted to search anything about the mysterious man, said. She was able to get his full details, those in public domain since he was an arms’ trade business man based in Brazil but once sold guns in USA. “Antonio, also has a cousin that once worked with FGS but from my investigations, she got fired after having an affair with one of the bosses and using that chance to steal regularly from the company. She worked in FGS as a secretary and from my findings, she has a Degree in Business law. So, these two might have a clue on what AB has and are trying to get it too. Probably to start their own company or to just mess with USA, or, sabotage FGS.” Varvara added. Mburu, who was making a video call to Varvara, saw how she was looking at him with sexy eyes, smiled at her and said, “Seems like you are missing something down there.” “Of course! It is itching down there, don’t even talk about it. Just cut that organ and send it using DHL.” She said jokingly. Mburu laughed and said, “That will be the end of me, never seen a man survive without it.” ---- “So, according to the information we have gathered from the girls we have met so far, there had been an American tourist who came here, showered girls with money, partied with them and then got himself a luxury boat full of women and went upstream following river Negro.” Iglesias, who had managed to win three other girls, said. “Yes, and, from the look of it, San Antonio, who operates like a ghost, is also out to get AB, to get the laptop for his own reasons.” Fernandez said. “And, it is now obvious that we will have to begin our search up river Negro, if we do not get him there, then we widen our search a little further, in the surrounding forests, and popular tourist joints up that river.” Caleb said already feeling as if they were wasting time and they should be in the jungle running after AB before anyone else got him. “So, what are we waiting for? Off we go!” George said making gestures like someone running. “And we better hurry up before someone else gets him.” Fernandez said. Everyone nodded in agreement. ---- Two days later, Fernandez was able to get 2 boats to carry them up stream. “We could not get one to carry all of us due to the strict International Convention for the Safety of Life at Sea (SOLAS) framework. Even if a boat can carry 20, or slightly more, they have a rule that a boat should only carry a maximum of 12 passengers alongside 4 to 20 crew members.” Fernandez said. “Oh! Why not just get all of us into one of them and minus the crew?” Selvine asked. “That is only dockside exception. That is if you are hosting a party and not out sailing.” Fernandez said, “The reason why I want us to stick to their rules, I want us to seem like tourists.” “Ok, I get it.” Selvine said. “I have never heard of those rules.” Mburu said innocently. “They are there, even though we have disregarded them many times. But for the sake of not raising any suspicions, let us stick to them.” Iglesias said. “So, we will go with two boats. They are identical since they are from same company that has boats for hire for tourists. The boat comes with its own captains, crew, supplies and everything. Our work is to just board and get going. It even has chefs.” Fernandez said. “Oh! I am glad.” The Viking guy said, “Won’t mind eating some fish while on board.” “I hope they have some beer too.” Nimrod said. “They do have alcoholic drinks too.” FErnandez said.
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