Its sunday, tha day labelled as ‘lazy day’ in your calender. You have no plans but just to be ‘lazy’. You need to detox.
After a heavy late breakfast you visit the swimming pool, its been awhile since you took a dip..
You are alone. Seems the other guests have either gone to church or are still holed up in their rooms, maybe horizontal, playing some bed-dance…. or is it bednastics..?
Perfect, now you can refresh your swimo-antics in the pool. Not a care to the world, maybe only a note to self – Dont drown.
Its a cloudy late morning but the water is nice and luke-warmish….
Aaaaah how relaxing, you wish SHE was there, maybe you could up the frolics…. and be a little naughty…. tsk tsk
You get a feeling of being watched…
Looking around you notice him, seated at the far end near the bar seeping on a coke, a cigarette dangling from his mouth…. yes he’s staring at you.
You ignore him and resume to your ‘relaxation’…. or whatnot..
After awhile you hear someone speak at you….
”How deep is it..?”
”Huh?”
”The pool?”
You ponder for a second. The pool is clearly marked, the deepest end is 1.5ft which reaches your chest….barely
”Not deep” You answer
”Enjoying yourself hey?”
”yeah” And with that you do a ‘mermaid’ move and disappear under the water coming out at the other end.
An hour later, having burnt out a good chunk of calories, you are basking yo black ass (figuratively) in the sun, maybe to make it darker…..
Akon is streaming from your Mp3 player aka your phone, threatening to burst your eardrums with Bonanza asking some lady to dance like a belly dancer…
Someone clears their throat…
He’s back, in swim wear, and has occupied the pool bed next to yours.
”My name is Frank”
”eeeeh mine is eeeh James…nice to meet you..” Its a lie
Frank: ”You alone..?”
No, i have a party of ten invisible people….
You: ”yap”
Frank: ”Are you here for business or pleasure?”
You: ”Business”
Small talk follows
Frank: ”Can i buy you a drink…?”
”No thanks” Gesturing to your one litre water bottle – detox remember..?
After awhile
Frank: “The sun is hot, how i wish I had a dark skin like yours..” He’s white..
You wonder to yourself WTF?
He continues “Can i apply some sunscreen onto your back…?
SAY WHAT??? Alarm bells blaring!
”No, Thank you” as you make excuses of how you have to leave..
As you hurriedly half-walk half run towards the nearest exit, struggling into your t-shirt… he shouts at you,
“Whats your room number..?”
DAMN!
Disclaimer: The above didn’t happen. Its purely fictional, the author has a vivid wild imagination.
June 9, 2008 at 7:59 am |
it could happen…
June 9, 2008 at 8:00 am |
clearly detox is very bad for you.
June 9, 2008 at 9:03 am |
You guy, kwani what sorts are you attracting?
June 9, 2008 at 9:31 am |
what are you tryng to tell us?
June 9, 2008 at 9:47 am |
Hmmmmmm!
June 9, 2008 at 9:52 am |
PEOPLE PEOPLE Read the disclaimer! LOL
June 9, 2008 at 9:58 am |
Disclaimer my ass!
(Disclaimer: pun fully intended)
June 9, 2008 at 10:23 am |
disclaimer my toe…
am sure it is creepy getting hit on by someone of the same sex….
anway, reminds me how i skived Friday class so me and my pals could go swimming, and i surprised myself by doing a ‘mermaid’ move, literally swimming under water from end to end, and all along i thought i couldn’t hold my breath for that long…
want to see if that is true? holla!
June 9, 2008 at 10:30 am |
Is not and cannot be fiction disclaimer notwithstanding so…did you meet your admirer on the corridor before the end of your stay? Or at the restaurant…possibilities galore?
June 9, 2008 at 1:36 pm |
Disclaimer here means diss the claim err ama?
June 9, 2008 at 4:01 pm |
He heeeeeeeeee… Disclaimer… as said, my foot!!! Ha… Pssst “I wish I had a skin like yours” ha haaaa… Si you do the next post… TITLE: Back at the room, Can I touch your butt!!! LOL!
June 9, 2008 at 4:40 pm |
Hiyo disclaimer…….YAH, WA’EVER!!! *insert eye roll here*
June 9, 2008 at 5:09 pm |
Interesting author, with such wild thoughts i av a request. Can we hook up pliiiizzz? I like ur ass more! I’ll give u my address n we can go swimming.
June 9, 2008 at 6:52 pm |
someone here really pendas zex …. manenos.. i see milkshake abover has offered boonaaanii………… go tap some dude..
June 9, 2008 at 10:00 pm |
oooooh nice writing skillz!! Lol very funny made me laugh out loud.
June 9, 2008 at 11:55 pm |
dude, there is not ffing way this is fiction. just look at the comments, you know where jimbo shows there is bound to be some drama…..
June 10, 2008 at 5:31 am |
You must have surprised that Frank
June 10, 2008 at 7:26 am |
This cant be fiction! You were hit on pure and simple…
Straight men don’t write gay fiction….. this really happened.
June 10, 2008 at 9:37 am |
Talk about being homophobic.
June 10, 2008 at 11:53 am |
Perhaps his back had pararad!
June 10, 2008 at 12:50 pm |
thihihihihi……i am with the Gay Nairobi man on this……the author has a vivid wild imagination….my tush
June 10, 2008 at 1:00 pm |
hehehehehe… dude u tht pretty?? lol..ati disclaimer?! KWERA!!
June 10, 2008 at 8:01 pm |
@ nzembi KWERA? looooool sounds very very familiar! lol Childhood perhaps!?
June 10, 2008 at 9:40 pm |
Hahaha, I feel you there…reminds me of the time I was 18 and got leered at by a dude. I was waiting for the matatu and got what felt like an hour long lust-filled stare ….from a middle-aged man! I felt like I needed to shower with Harpic just to feel clean again.
June 10, 2008 at 10:43 pm |
IT HAPPENED!
see the question for ‘business or pleasure’ was a no win situation for you Mr. X. kama ni pleasure basi anaendlea
and you saw how ‘business’ turned out to be.
pole
June 11, 2008 at 2:57 pm |
There’s no winning this one Jimbo! I’m with GNM. But again, maybe your back had pararad/maybe he was a masseuse trying to market his bizna/maybe he was just gay and thought this 6 foot 1 specimen from East Africa could be his chips for the day…the possibilities are endless!
June 11, 2008 at 3:00 pm |
Maybe he wanted you to be the Ernest to his Frank! Get it? Frank & Ernest? Muahahahahaha!
June 12, 2008 at 11:44 am |
he just wanted to check if tis true about black men LOL. GNM is on point here
June 12, 2008 at 11:42 pm |
@Kip. . .childhood memories kibao!
June 25, 2008 at 7:23 pm |
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June 27, 2008 at 3:40 pm |
Hahahahahah! if twas me id take off like a rocket…after landing a right hook that is heheheh! Scary to think of that stuff happening to me hehehehhe