Every time he takes a turn into this section of the highway, he remembers the look she gave him before saying, “You know, the first time I saw you, I thought you were the adventurous kind.”
It was just after he had coaxed her out of a club’s dance floor because he needed to sleep.
Minutes later, as they drove by PriceMinus” href=”#”> home, she had unzipped his pants, pulled his member out and tried to kill them both by putting it in her mouth. The shock made him pull over.
As he caught his breath, she straightened up, by PriceMinus” href=”#”> started reapplying her makeup and whispered, “You should have rolled the by PriceMinus” href=”#”> windows down and accelerated.”
She left him the next day.
‘Pictory’ – A picture and a story speaking of and from each other.
Photography – Kimani Wandaka
Story – Ngartia
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Must have been a long night and one lengthy day for that omera – perhaps even a month of depression ensued. Hehe
Love everything here. Keep up the great work, fam.
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Must have been. I am here as a guest, but thank-you 😀
Hoping you’ll love the others that are on the way too.
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Hehee. Ati here as a guest. Whatever that means.
We ni member (pun unintended). 😀
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I stumbled on this first on Google plus, Rix had shared it.
Slowly becoming an ardent fan, maybe I should chip in in future. Wishful thinking. Ha
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Wishful thinking? It doesn’t have to be so. We’ll figure a way for you to contribute.
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Thanks for the love, it’s a great beginning. We’ll all have spaces to chip in.
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You guys nailed it!Awesome piece of Art
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Thank-you!
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Brian that was beautiful ,ends as abruptly as it starts. The adventure
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Thank-you for reading Carol. And for the kind words.
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