Her journey back home via Nairobi started. It was now getting clear with every passing hour that Belinda would not be able to stop by. We texted like crazy. She sounded sad. I threw an idea that she should get off the bus somewhere along the way at Athi river then we’d meet up. She was against that idea considering she was not familiar with the place. She suggested that we meet in Arusha instead. This idea was fucked up. I called myself to an impromptu meeting. What the hell would drive me all the way to Arusha? A pussy? I wondered. One part told me that I should just let her go. I walked into Betty’s and ordered a cold pilsner feeling stupid and used. I wanted to forget this whole fiasco. I called Wacu my FWB. We were non attached fuck-mates. Our unwritten code dictated that we would be just a call away. I was to put her fire off when need be and she was to do the same.I needed to see her ASAP. Our sex together was always more of a tension release and quite kinky. I would pin her on the wall and enter her aggressively. When she was in charge, she would ride me calling me all sorts of words pinning my neck on the bed. She would ride me until she cums like crazy… We would fall asleep right after. I called her and told her to be on standby.
I was on my 3rd Pilsner when I received a text, ‘Hey hun, we are in Nairobi now, right here outside Kampala Bus booking office. Come to the bus. It will be leaving in half an hour. Kindly let me just see you one more last time’. ‘Coming shortly’ I replied as I quickly gulped my drink. I paid and dashed out quickly towards the booking office. I was literally running and by the time I got near I was panting. My heart beat even faster with anticipation as I approached the bus. I climbed up and saw Belinda at the back seat. Our eyes met. I was about to smile when I realized she had company. “oh fuck!, what this now?” I cursed. Kumbe this man was still here waiting until the bus leaves? “Think poor dick think!” voices in my head screamed. I pretended I had forgotten something. I turned around and walked down searching imaginary stuff from my pocked. I walked across the road from where I could see the bus at a safe distance. She texted , “where have you gone? “Am right out here across the road.” I replied. “Please book right now, lets go to Arusha and please don’t say no”. She wrote, I did not even think twice about it. I dashed to the booking office. Unfortunately all seats were sold out. I texted the sad news just as the last call was being made for the bus to leave. By now the guy had alighted, the door was closed and the bus had started moving from the parking space. She stuck her head out of the window and saw me. ” I moved closer following the bus which was now picking a momentum” She looked at me with tearly eyes. I waved her goodbye. She did not wave back. She just disappeared into the bus