Chapter III

 

She was set for her latest catch - the Doctor. It was going to be their second date and already she was all over the new Kalulushi Catholic University lecturer. The man looked cool and loving though he was honest from the start about his marital status. She liked men who were honest for her not to expect much even though she had no desire to stay with anyone beyond her objectives. At her age, she had a long way to go and so it was clear that only one person knew what she stood for. That was Solo. Her mission was unshakable, not even her mother and family understood it and so she opted not to bother herself explaining to anyone.

She stood in front of her dressing mirror in the dormitory and checked her new pink dress with a slit just on the right position. The position which could not leave any stone unturned. She had observed the weaknesses of the lecturer the first time they met. It was an indisputable fact that no normal man would not be willing to date such an epic of God’s creation. He was so captivated to see her insatiable beauty and she could even see he was willing to do anything to take her to bed.

She then slowly turned round examining herself thoroughly detecting any loose ends before her dude arrived. She needed to look extremely hot and sexy for the married doctor. With her both hands, she cupped her firm boobs and gave them a slight shake up ensuring that her nipples were at play since she had no bra. He mentioned that he liked her most without it. Slowly, she lowered her hands down the dress feeling the streamline of her hips. The dress was nicely fitting accentuating the small waist and a protruding behind.

With a sense of satisfaction, the young girl reached for her makeup kit and did a final touch on her splendid face. The elongated facial terrain was at play marching with the golden Peruvian hair she wore. Indeed, she dressed to kill. Killing a man she was never going to fall in love with. After a thorough inspection of her appearance, she got her phone and called her street boyfriend. She needed to ensure that his phone was reachable and ready for another drama. She was a lady of thoroughness, leaving nothing to chance. Subi never believed in letting nature sort itself out, but it instead required intelligent beings to put things in place. With such a philosophy, the young girl used it in order to survive the harsh economic environment.

The doctor had called and told her his position twenty minutes ago. He was driving from Kitwe for her. How she wished her mum could know what beauty could do. It had no boundaries. It attracted the callboys together with learned PHD holders without segregation. She understood the power of beauty and the potential it had for one’s success. This was the path the young girl had chosen. Its fruits were assured without doubt and since it was mutually beneficial. He enjoyed and she enjoyed.

After twenty minutes, the two were driving back to Kitwe in a Honda Accord latest version. With her new vocation, she learnt the art of speaking high classic English especially in the company of learned men as opposed to when she was with Jerabos. The learned men with a European accent were a rare breed around and so the few were considered filthily rich. The journey was sweet and the two enjoyed chatting. The lady saw her man was impressed with what he saw and that made her very comfortable in his presence. It was as if that wasn’t their second meeting, they seemed to have a lot to talk about. They discussed politics, economic condition of the country, rampant ritual killings in Chingola. The list was endless.

‘Eish……you really look hot baby; you are killing me you know!’ the doctor kept repeating the compliment while driving. Subi looked at the bulging trousers just directly under the buckle of his belt then she knew what to do. She had been through such a number of times with different blessers. With time she learnt how to handle their pressures, then ultimately win their undivided attention and trust.

‘Do you mind a starter before we start enjoying the Friday?’ she asked stroking his thighs gently. ‘Wow that’s so sweet of you babe, how did you read my mind?’ he asked rubbing her chin with his left hand exposing his marriage ring even more. At first he felt uncomfortable that she saw it.

‘Don’t worry you told me already, I don’t mind. All I care for is that am happy with you. You came in my life at no better time than now. You mean everything to me.’

‘Wow…...that sounds sweet my love. Let’s go by Garden Court will find luxurious rooms befitting an angel like you.’

They reached Kitwe and headed straight into town center via KMB bus terminus. From the window, Subi longed to see Solo among the many callboys selling different merchandise on the bus windows and taxis. There was no man she could trust in her life other than the degenerate Solo. He was very loyal and had earned her trust from the many dates she had. The boy never let her down at any instance but was always available for her making him her dependable partner in her ascension to higher heights in life. She scanned around the busy terminus wishing to just have a glance at him but nothing. He wasn’t anywhere near.

After twenty minutes, the two love birds were walking towards the reception desk overlooking a very cool and beautiful swimming pool. The coolness of the surrounding made their closeness even closer. It was an environment worthy coming with doctors.

‘Any vacant room please?’ the Doctor asked the receptionist who was putting on thick glasses behind the table. The animal printed frame made her look beautiful and welcoming. The moment the two walked in she stopped watching television and concentrated on the visitors.

‘Yes please, you made a reservation?’ she asked reaching for the mouse. ‘Unfortunately, we had no time to call in advance madam…...’

‘Susan….’ She introduced herself warmly. ‘So in this case you may have to chance for one because all our clients come through reservations,’ she said reaching for the computer monitor in front of her.

‘Here it is…. we have a double suite on the third floor, hope you don’t mind?’ she asked looking up at a couple.

‘That’s fine Susan…...we can have it,’ the Doctor said looking at his girlfriend in case she wasn’t happy with his choice.

‘Then it’s Nine Hundred Kwacha a night depending on how many nights you intend to stay?’ she said reaching for a receipt book from the drawer below her nicely polished mahogany table. The quality befitting a five-star hotel hosting an elegant lady like Subi.

The Doctor looked at Subi waiting for her to respond. ‘Only tonight mum.’

‘Is it cash or swiping?’ obviously that was for the lecturer to answer. So it was Subi’s time to turn to her client doctor for an answer. After what seemed an eternity of an interview at the reception, the two majestically walked to the room under false names. They registered as Mr. and Mrs. Tembo.

True to Dr. Tembo’s assertion, the rooms were luxurious with a cozy environment exhibiting a certain strange erotic and calming impression. To the Doctor’s ignorance the young lady had been brought to the Garden Court on a number of times by different men. It was part of her new character. Nonetheless, she needed to play it cool and showed excitement to his efforts. The lecturer wanted to impress and so she needed to be impressed.

The bed was as specified by the receptionist, it was double and extremely comfortable covered with white bedsheets and Persian blankets. On both sides, huge mirrors were installed giving an impression of a much large room size and a Hollywood private adult movie. Subi put her small handbag on the dressing mirror next to the headboard and dashed to the bathroom. She left the doctor standing right on the window seemingly admiring the outside scenery.

Within a minute, the young beauty walked back with her breasts open and pointed with the dress half dropped to knee level. Like a mad man, the doctor grabbed her fragile neck and kissed her strongly. It was only then that she saw the animal in a man she took to be too weak and gentle. However the case, she enjoyed such a show off of muscles in him. Though she was much younger, she had vast experience in love making. His kisses were quixotic and deep, arousing her entire erotic sensory nerves. Her entire electric wiring was ignited, and was live with romantic electrons flowing in predetermined directions.

He stood up and reached for her, and swept her into his arms, carried her towards the bed. Sunlight covered the bed; fell onto the floor, surely an invitation. He pulled the covers aside with one hand, laid her on the bed. He was looking at her. Then he knelt between her legs and kissed her again, this time his hands kneading at her as he brushed them through her hair. She was dizzy with the wanting. Her mind, her body wanted more, so much more.

He grabbed her body, lifted it slightly above his head for his mouth to suck her boobs in the standing position taking advantage of the horizontal prone position for maximum sensation. The more he caressed her, the more she craved for more. The doctor seemed to know exactly where her weak points were and did not waste time exploring other avenues. She growled at every touch. She saw herself fly to another cloud until she approached the ninth one. Truly she underestimated his capabilities. He was an animal in bed. Gently, he put her down and pushed her on the bed. Subi responded accordingly and fell upside down as if begging for something from him. He quickly removed his clothes and reached for her pussy and snogged it just the way she liked.

Her screams were a catalyst to the action. The doctor pulled the pussy lips with his tongue gently and rolled over the clitoris. For a moment, the lady went numb as if she was going to faint while his hands were adroitly playing with her nipples. The young lady came twice even before the man was inside her bosom. Impulsively, the lady reached for his penis and shoved it into her mouth and ate it in a way that sent the learned lecturer in a voracious and endless desire. She heard him scream in his mother tongue in a way she feared they might be heard if it were not for the best acoustic designs of the rooms.

When he entered, she was filled. She had heard melted as a term for response. This was a different kind of melting. He melted into her even as his hardness drove her to madness. His essence spread through her like warmth curing a winter body of its coldness. When she came, it was not merely an orgasm. That was for mortals. This was the moment of recreation of super beings capable of handling multiplicity of erotic sweetness. It was like a burst of a particle into a universe that only gods could know.

 

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He was seated on a concrete bench with his items in his hands. It had been a long day with no much sales. Evidently, there was no much circulation of money in the economy. People had no much to buy from the street boys, however, business had to continue as usual. He needed to survive and prove to his mother who chased him two years ago from home. With nowhere to go, the boy found streets as an alternative. Only the strong and swift made it in the streets of Kitwe.

Before, he had tried to look for a decent job as anything from anywhere but nothing came forth. He was only twenty-one years and already he felt older with responsibilities of looking after himself. Life hardships were part of each and every callboy in the streets of Kitwe. The hustling and rustling required more than hardworking, ingenuity and shrewdness were necessary ingredients.

The boy mastered the art of making money even without selling anything for anything was possible in Kitwe. It was a city that accommodated anything, ranging from drugs, illegal mining of different minerals, scrap dealings, printing of money in various international and local currencies. It all depended on ones’ choice. Sex was also a marketable commodity which attracted a large number of buyers. He was live to the fact that most of his street friends were bought as fronts in most illegal business dealings.

Him and Subi were a pair which nobody understood. Most of her friends questioned their relationship merely on grounds that he was a nobody. Little did they know they were reaping a lot from men. They had no standard operation procedure; situation determined everything. Different clients came with different complications, and therefore, the need to adjust accordingly.

He sat watching his friends move from the bus windows to taxis exhibiting their merchandise when suddenly a text message flashed on his cell phone. It was from his girlfriend. As usual she updated him of her position. Openness and transparence was the cornerstone of their bond ensuring that all the men she drew to bed were made known to him. Solo allowed her to fuck men of value so that their plans could be executed. The agreement was verbal but clear, taking advantage of each one’s strength. Subi was a beautiful and irresistible slay queen while Solo was a hardcore criminal on the streets.