“I need to change my dress first before we go braiing“, said Tsuwie as she drove into her apartment garage.
“Come in and have a drink as I change“, she said in a faded shout as she slid into her bedroom whilst I made myself comfortable in her couch.
The apartment was neatly furnished, signs that she was earning a decent living. We have been friends for a few weeks and just like that, we clicked and gelled very well.
“Turn on some music, as I have decided to bath first“, she shouted. I grabbed the remote and turn on the home theatre.
“Take your time, there is no rush in Africa. Moreso we are 2 hours ahead of London why rush” , I responded with some assuring boldness even though to be honest we were already late. Damn. Effects of not owning a car. I reminded myself.
Have you ever loved somebody so much
It makes you cry
Have you ever needed something so bad
You can’t sleep at night
Have you ever tried to find the words
But they don’t come out right
Have you ever, have you ever
Umm nice music i thought to myself as i drummed my fingers on the armrest. Was already getting comfortable. Typical African in me.
Next on the playlist was “Heaven Sent”, by Keisha Cole
I wanna be the one who you believe
In your heart is sent from (sent from heaven)
There’s a piece of me who leaves when you gone
Because you’re sent from (sent from heaven)
She was elegant, intuitive, spontaneous and it didn’t help matters that she is short. Her body in that dress was like an hourglass. She really honesty and truly has curves.
Her eyes were suggestive, shy and her matching shoes told a story that she was fashion conscious.
“Don’t just sit there“, said Tsuwie, “I’m sexy and I know it“, and this time her voice matched her dress. I felt numb. The voice was music to my ears. Dynamites really come in small packages.
She took steps towards me, all I could do was admire her. She stopped a few centimetres from me… My lips parted.
I heard a sound and ignored it. Whatever it is it has to wait. It is my time to be sent to heaven in ecstasy.
Then I woke up.
The sound had grown louder as it was my alarm ringing. Time to wake up.