Always and Forever baby

My Grandparents are having their 60 year anniversary wedding this Saturday. Yes, Sixty… Diamond Anniversarry.
I remember ten years ago when I was just shy of my first period when they celebrated their 50 year Golden Jubilee Wedding and I thought then ‘I have to remember this day because they’ll never make it to 60’ (I thought they would have died of old age; together, holding hands on a bed waiting for angels to take them to heaven…That was me, ten years ago).

I wasn’t scared of butterflies
I wasn’t scared to kiss
Scared to blush, scared of bliss
I wasn’t scared to start
I wasn’t scared to wish
And believe that it would happen to me
Or that he, would happen to me
I wasn’t scared of sex; the outcomes of sex
I wasn’t scared of touch, sweet carress
I was; not, scared of love
I loved Love…

Poteito; Potato

Today, Baby came over to my new crib. We were both scared shitless because we didn’t know what time my mom and dad would come home. MY dad had told me once in a drunken stupor that he would shoot Baby if he didn’t leave me alone; because of the little accident
That’s over now. Daddy dearest doesn’t even remember saying that. But he knows I’m still with Baby
The two have never met.

He smelled so good today and we were so happy. Every time we heard a car pull in we’d rush to the window to check!! A couple of times I punked him. He almost peed his pants. You know, it felt so good today…It took me back to 3 years ago when we met and he used to come over to our older house. See my family wasn’t in Kenya this whole time and they just recently resettled… having Baby here and sneaking around the way we did was Dejavous the end!!! It also reminded me of how I felt when I was falling in love with him. Yall can’t even understand how I was feeling… Everything felt fresh and young and clean and innocent; sorta like cold lettuce the morning. Random association.
Or Maxwell playing at the peak of an orgasm.

Anyways we were making out like crazy and oh my god I hadn’t been that horny in FOREVER!!!! FOREVER!! I dash to my room and then get back to the livingroom and tell him “okay my room faces the main gate so if we do doggy, we can be on the look out… You have a condom?”
“yeah I carried two...”
So we go. I was in my position, like an obedient slave as I waited for him to slip on the condom. Why was he taking so long!
“Sweety just turn, I’ll look …(stay on the watch out).” He ordered
“azin on my back?”
“it’s a quickie boo, (mwah). Get.” he grunted

HAHAHAHA. Eti “Get”.. I started laughing as he slid in
“Aki boo tutashikwa..!”

Jesus.
Sex is love. Pick your argument, but it is.

“Always and Forever Purpledew?”he was waiting for a response
hug…hug
“mmmm….”

Then after that we went and bought two cigarettes and smoked them on the balcony. I ashed them on the same spot where my dad does his to avoid a trail

I had sex and smoked in my father’s house. In my world this is living life on the edge…
XoXo