I fuck her again in the morning but don’t want to shoot my load and say, this afternoon. I ask whether we can take a few more pics on the balcony, with the baby oil and a bikini, this with my large camera; she says yes. We go down to the Safari Inn for breakfast, we are both exuberant and in good moods. After breakfast we went to the Nakumatt, I needed shower-gel and bananas, I was not to forget the baby oil. Finally she wants an ice cream, this suits me so we nip off down to Roberto’s. She has an Amaretto Cup; I have a Roberto’s and a Hemmingway Cup.

On the way back to the hotel she decides that she wants to go for a swim, I manage to change her mind; we can do that tomorrow, we want to take the photos today, OK. She is tired after the ice cream and wants a bit of sleep, me, you’re not serious, we agreed upon taking the photos etc. She’s tired. After having a shower she wraps herself in a towel, lies on the bed and wants to sleep. I’m angry, put my photo equipment away and ask her why she doesn’t go home if she’s tired, she can sleep there. She gets dressed.

After a few discussions and almost – getting on – actions, she leaves, I don’t hold her back. After talking to her in a friendly and reasonable manner she told me she wanted to go, I say OK, go. She wants another drink; I say no, you want to go home so go. Earlier I had told her that if she goes she doesn’t have to come back again. She said, “I want one beer”, she always said beer for a drink, don’t know why. I get a bottle out of the fridge, leave the top on and put it in her plastic handbag. Later she takes the bottle out of her bag and puts it on the fridge. She asked whether they could meet later, I said yes, maybe, but don’t believe it. There comes a point when the irritating should come to an end. She takes everything with her, I give her another 2000 for the night, is OK for me.

On seeing her off I told her to take care, she wanted a kiss on the cheek, but no more. She left the room without saying goodbye. After a couple of minutes there was a knock at the door, she wants her chewing gum, I open the drawer and throw one into her bag, she wants more, then she puts her hand in and grabs her lollipops. Maybe that’s all she really wanted, mysterious action. Once in front of the room door with all her bags she either shouts something to the chambermaid or asks her something, she was quite loud, don’t know what but it doesn’t bother me anyway. I shut the door and that’s it. Kiss my arse, who the hell am I then, neither am I going to run after a stupid whore nor let her nursemaid me.

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I consider what I could do, I could go down to the beach to check out what’s going on during the afternoon; but I’m too tired and decide to have a nap.

After about two hours or so, a knock at the door, she calls “I’m back”, comes in with a couple of presents, a cuddly toy dog, which she drags around with her for quite a while and a plastic palm tree, god knows why. A little helplessly she told me that she felt sorry about things, I gave in, not immediately and compellingly, I’m a bit peeved off. But then again I really do like her. She knows very well that she is good looking and what effect she has. Earlier on, in front of the mirror, she made use of this. I can compensate for this because I don’t just have a pair of balls.

But now she has to pay the price.

To be continued…

So, off to the Indiana. On the way there I saw a bad accident with a moped, a woman is lying on the beach with a twisted leg, she looks like she’s dead. Nobody bothers about her, they seem to be more interested in the moped lying on the street. A few meters further on I saw a baseball cap, the accident seems to have just happened. After a while I ask the taxi driver, who seems to be nice, bright and open-minded, whether anybody had called for an ambulance. No, he told me, maybe the police, they take ages to get there and would be more interested in the victim’s money than the victim herself. Here it looks like the police steal accident victim’s money. The taxi driver finds this bad as well, but that’s what it’s like here. If you don’t have money for a taxi then you can’t get to the hospital, you will just die a wretched death. One becomes humble – and thankful, friends.

Once back at the Indiana I use the internet before going for a shower then bed.

In the middle of the night there is a fierce knocking at my door.

I wait for a while then ask who’s there. “Me” answered a familiar female voice after some time. I unlock the door and as far as I can make out she is alone. I told her to come in, she hesitates then enters; I lock the door again. “I need a piss”, she stood in front of the bog door watching. I can’t piss when you’re watching, go back to the room. She does so and of course first checks to make sure that I am on my own, later, asks whether someone else had been here her before her, there hadn’t been.

She asked me what’s wrong with me, “why with me”? “What’s wrong with you”, the conversation lasted for about three minutes with five or ten short sentences being spoken. Then she is lying on top of me naked, my cock inside her and she kept on stammering “I’m sorry, I’m sorry”.

Making-up shags are know to be the best, this one as well. I’m glad that she’s here again, she is horny as fuck. My cock stands like a steel rod, we fuck for quite a time in different positions. Finally I am above her and my cock is in her mouth. I remind her that she has two hands and lead one to may arse; where she massages my ring with one of her fingers, the other hand is on my balls, which she gently massages.

Just before I shot my load, as usual I let her know and say “open wide”. I shoot my load into her gob and whilst doing so tell her to swallow, which she didn’t do straight away, instead she kept the stuff in her mouth and did a rubbing movement with her hand in front of her face. Actually she had wanted to massage my “stuff” into her face, but I had changed my mind and let her swallow it. After telling her once again to swallow, she did so and showed me her long clean tongue and empty mouth. We lie there cuddling for quite a while, she told me that she had gone home but could not sleep, that’s the reason for her being here.

She then told me that I had fucked another woman, which was more like a question, I told her that I hadn’t, “no bumbum, no blow job, no kissing, no touching, nothing”, which was the truth. At some time or other I lie on my stomach, she on top of me, she wants to sleep this way. I ask myself what a sight that would be, me, the old codger, with an extremely good looking black bunny lying on top of me? But then I decided that there is no point in asking myself such questions and just enjoy the moment. The feeling goes right through me.

We finally fall asleep after lots of kisses, just like teenagers only a lot wetter.

To be continued…

Bamburi Beach, baby oil meets black skin, Likoni ferry boat, Diani Beach, downtown Mombasa: there’s a lot to discover.