Lisa's confessions

Chapter 11

I lazily blink my eyes open, my eyes are blurry but I get a hang of it. Staring into space, in deep thoughts, blankly, hushed, meditating, reseting my brain and just running through scenes I witnessed in my dreams.
I have no clue at all but I assure you, I saw someone, heard something but the memory is faint.

Ever wondered why you forget your dreams soon after you wake up? Well I googled about it and it states that it's completely normal to forget dreams.

'The dream activity can be so real and intense that our brains actually hide or mask away the dream, so it doesn't get lost between our waking experience and our dream lives.' Dimitriu says.

I pat the side of my bed, in search for Kholwani but as I predicted he is gone. I release a huge sigh and stretch my muscles, pandiculating. In search of my phone, to check the time and maybe a few notifications. 07:00am! Oh I almost forgot it's a Sunday.

I hop out of bed and open the curtains widely. The Sun is about to rise and it looks like a perfect time to head out for a jog. I brush my teeth, put on my jogging tights and shirt and head out for a jog. A little warm up and I'm ready to go.

Confession 17: I have a jogging buddy, Paul. He is a whole fucken meal! He seems pretty cool and funny but he's kinda old. I pray I don't catch feelings!

P"If it's not the hot mami in tights." Paul says joining me.

Flirt!

"Not today Paul, not today." I say breathing heavily.

"Okay, sweetheart!" He says overtaking me.

Paul has beautiful features. He's coloured by the way. Good height, nice trimmed, joined beard. Great body structure and still hot with his bold head.

He's jogging in front of me swaying his hips side to side. He's arms bent and hands hanging on the air. Wtf is he doing! If I didn't know any better, I would say he's gay. But damn this man has a nicely shaped ass.

"What are you doing?" I ask stopping myself from laughing.

"Jogging like you."

I stop and start laughing hard. I won't succeed jogging with this man so I take a different route and he winks at me. LOL.

After 5 rounds of jogging around the estate I jog back home breathing heavily, sweating like a pig. As I stride into the kitchen, I come across Sbusiso and uncle T discussing something. Looks important judging from their facial expression.

"Good morning." I say taking out a glass from the cupboard.

They quickly stop conversating and start acting a bit jumpy. Did I disturb something?

"Champ! I see you don't need me anymore." He says with an akward smile.

I look at him puzzled.

" Ha o sa matha le nna." He says sarcastically.

I chuckle, and pour myself a glass of water.

I catch a glimpse of Sbusiso staring, undressing me with his eyes. This is man is drooling! This is honestly hilarious, some people never change.

Uncle T notices this, he puts two and two together then he slaps Sbusiso's head so hard the kitchen echoes, and Sbusiso is quickly brought back to his senses.

"Monna! Ushebang?!" He roars.

Damn! I felt that.

"Hah bozza, I'm just admiring ubuhle ka Jehovah. Kanti khambani?"
Sbu asks rubbing his head.

"Nyi nyi nyi nyi, tswa montlung yaka boy. Your admiring God's beauty, go and admire the trees or your baby mama's! Bloody pervert." He says sternly.