When Chatterly met Twaddlie
Was in a theatre far away from you
Tuesday
Tuesday night, no dreams of kissing a certain KBW dude…and the way I had waited hmmmm!
11 o’clock, Chatts still has no idea what to wear. 1130 Chatterly now KNOWS what to wear, she hits the shower…scrubs herself to ecstasy and proceeds to get dressed. By the time she has worn her kitenge Kaunda suit, by the time she has jazaad hair glo to her curly kit, by the time she has made sure that half of the contents of her bottle of Bint el Sudan perfume is on her it is already past twelve, and she has to commute from the end of the world to the meeting point. Kumbe Twaddlie also doesn’t keep time…so we end up hooking up at 1400.
At first sight
Chatts arrived at the meeting point only to find herself alone. Phone call to madam, she says 3.5 minutes and I will be therrr. And sure enough 3.5 minutes later, I see a chick catwalking towards me! What a sight! Tiny braids left open, cute shades, big sweeeet smile. Chick was wearing a hot pant and a tubetop and some pretty sandals and lovely jewellery. Me and my kitenge Kaunda suit si we felt like villagers? After a nice warm hug, with me towering all over her little self we giggled shyly and started bonding as we walked towards this place where i was going to treat her for lunch.
Twaddlie….take it from there yeah? Please?
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