Episode 28

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Betty arrived at 12noon. She called me that she had alighted and I went to pick   her from the gate. I had told Otis that she was to come. "Bro, just call me to come and see her. I need to do the comparison between her and Sweeney." Otis said. We both laughed.

When I reached the gate, from a distance, I saw her talking with a certain guy. She was on her red top, black skirt that could hardly reach her knees, black high heels and pink bangles. When I reached where they were, I assumed to be passing them just to see her reactions. To my surprise, she left the man standing and ran towards me. She jumped on me and I got ready to hold her. She hugged me and dropped off.

In disbelief, the man left and got into the crowd. We went to my room. She was to go back the same day, being that she lied to her mom she was to go to town. Due to limited time, I never wanted Otis to come to my house. I resolved to pass by his place when Betty would be going back.

"I need to prepare for you lunch. You can't do so when am here." She said. She came closer to the sink where I was standing and reached for my lips unexpectedly. I left to have a seat on the plastic chair as she was preparing our meal; meat, kales and ugali. After she had finished, she brought the food to the table alongside drinking water and that for washing hands. A prayer before the meal followed.

Betty insisted to feed me. I found it hard at first, but I had to give in. Similarly, I did so in return. I guessed it was being romantic.

"Baby, remember by five I should be on my way back home." She said.

"Why can't you spend so that we travel back with you tomorrow?"

"No Beb, I also wish that could be the case. But I told my mom I was going to visit my friend in town. I can't miss to go back. Next visit we shall have enough time for ourselves." She said.

We finished eating and she went to clean the dishes first. It was almost 2pm and my heart was disturbed by the rate the time was clocking. I couldn't wait any longer!

When she finished, she stood in front of me and held her waist with both hands. She was closely looking at me. I began to look at her waist, with my eyes moving slowly towards her chest. Our eyes finally met and we both smiled. She removed her hands from the waist and asked, "What are you looking at that way?"

"Am admiring your beauty!" I responded.

"Wow! How is it?" She asked.

"You're just awesome, sweetheart. Now look at your hips and apples...I love you." I answered.

She bent and held my hands as she was trying to help me get up. For about three minutes, we stood up holding each other, with sweet kisses from her. We were just moving right and left as a tree being driven by some cool winds. While still in that romantic mood, she asked.

"What did Sweeney bring for you when she came?"

"Nothing!" I answered.

"Ooh, am sorry. Have brought you something here. I hope you will like it." She said.

She made me sit on the bed as she was reaching for her small bag she had come with. Out of it, she fished out two identical black t-shirts. Looking at them closely, both were written in white and bold, KING and QUEEN. It was a surprise to me. I thought it was just too early for such matching clothes. Furthermore, I could feel shy walking with her while putting on those t-shirts.

She removed her red top and ordered me to get off my t-shirt as well after which she gave me the t-shirt written QUEEN. She was carrying the one for KING.

"Now," she began, "you'll dress me up with that one for QUEEN and then I'll also do so to you with this for KING."

Betty came closer to me. I was carried away with her beauty and my hands had to lay squarely on her breasts before I could begin dressing her up. "Its time is coming, hun. Just do this one first." She said. This was like a confirmation that I would get to know few chapters of the Constitution later. I did exactly as she wanted and she also dressed me with my new KING t-shirt. It fitted me so well and indeed, it was looking extremely awesome.

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