'Bob, says Steyn. I've never seen or heared from Janine for a while now.Especially over the weekends. This love of us may be coming to an abrupt end.'
"I've heared your rhetoric before,'he replies. "But everytime I ask you to ditch her, you both accuse me of being jealous and stiff. Many a girl around here does a lecturer at his or her staffroom over weekends. Your girl may not be an exception. You better take care of her or she'll soon find herself ostracised from social gatherings by most people.'
"What do you mean by when you say she may not be an exception?'
'Where I come from, there was this girl. Agewise we could for argument sake say she's below twenty nine years of age. She's a good friend of mine and as you may now, most ladies panic when they're aging. None of them want not to reach the age of thirty still single. Twenty nine years is then their barometer.'
'You're way too slow to get to the point. My beer is getting cold.'
'She used to sleep with one rich, famous lecturer at my former University. She woke up on morning nauseous and in her room. He was nowhere to be found. She didn't mind till she saw blood on her sheets. Since she didn't ask for it, she was well aware that what had happened to her was date rape.'
"Shit!'
'She thought raising alarm about her would make people suspicious of her intentions because they were according they, lovers. She decided to wash off all the evidence which might have help the police in stringing bits and pieces of her ordeal together.''
"Stupid!''
''Do you think Cole bonks my girl?''
""Why not?' She's scared to tell you about their little secret.Like most of them, she's clearly head over heels with petty material things she buys her, bills she foots because you're too poor to provide for her.''
''Yuck. I know I'm supposed to show some solitude in all of this but, I'm beginning to feel nothing for her.I once found them all lovey dovey inside his vehicle.They both smelt of fish. When I ask them what's going. They pretend to have had playfully massaged each other with fish oil. Even a kid couldn't believe the shit they were telling me. I asked her to accompany me home. The smell on her body was still there and made many an adult disgusted. I asked her to wash it off. To I, it was clear they had made love. She asked me to make love to her and I declined. She then unwrapped the towel from her waist and ran to the police station half naked. I got arrested and spend eight hours in police cells over a false statement she gave them. The trick called me and apologised a day later when she heared I was tired of her shit and was preparing to head back to campus.''
''Doctors says a woman's inner skin must have a tear or two to create a strong DNA case against a sex perpetrator. A judge must then be in touch with reality facts and understand victims of rape's health state in order to conduct a thorough conviction.''
''You've said it all. Do you watch criminal programmes?''
"A lot.''
A knock on the door.
Both of them chorus: '' Come in!''
A figurine almost falls on the floor. Her clothes and hair is all messed up. Upon close investigation,it is her.
Steyn begins to cry.
They pick up the pieces and drive her to hospital on Bob's vehicle.
The doctor inspects her and calls the police to hand them her DNA samples. The culprit is nowhere to be found. He arrives at the campus early Monday morning in high spirits and plainclothed police officers pounce on him. The crowd is cheering them on.
They read him his right; You have a right to remain silent,you have aright to make a call to your lawyer,attorney or anyone else you feel would be of assistance to you in this mess you find and have put yourself in,you have a right not to contact the victims or their families in any other way and a right not to hinder us in the execution of our duties.
''Yippee!'' celebrates Chloe. The bastard has been arrested.''
"It's too premature to cork champagne,'' Bob warns her. Your friend is still to convince the judge that she's truly a victim of crime.Knowing her all too well, she may have sliced her wrists in order to blackmail him to succumb to her otherwise, never ending needs.''
''Why are you like this?''
"I don;t know. Just come over here and give me a hug.''
At Steyn's apartment life is fun. He and his estranged girlfriend are all cuddly in bed.
"I still can't believe you pulled this one all too well, my love,'' he tells her.
'When I made up that fish story,' she replies.''I was pulling a wool on his eyes. He then started thinking that you and I are fools. I asked him for money to go do my hair he refused, I asked him for a night time out and he declined while mentioning his live in lover's name. I lead him on and just when he thought he could've his cake and eat it, I became violent. No one would know the whole truth except when I decide to act clever on you. Isn't it nice?'
'It is, my love.''
Wednesday, October 23, 2013
Thursday, January 17, 2013
Gill Marcus'stuff
'You've got money with you isn't it?' Strap asks his enemies in the dark.
'Yes we have,' one of them replies.
'Can you see me?'
'Yes we see you, man.'
'Okay. Carefully walk my direction but first and foremost, place your weapons on the ground. Try anything funny and you are dead meat. Do you hear me?'
Thought they replied not, instructions were carried with aplomb.
'My name is Kurt,' their leader cooed. 'My boss's daughter is so filthy even our neighbourhood's dogs.Those who take fun in trampling on,mankind, rubbish bins and their ilk would curse the day they were born if ever they came to lock eyes with her.'
After he concluded saying controversial statement, the young woman failed to hold back her emotions and cried out loud to her captors annoyance.
'She's the reason we're all here,' Strap says as if touched by his adversaries words. 'I find it ironic and unfortunate that those who had failed to protect her, see no wrong in mocking her. This just shows that God sent us to teach you manners.By the way, without further or due, put the money forward.'
'Uh,'Praise says smelling the sweet aroma,a smell of which only new money is full of. This is Gill Marcus'stuff or should i say big fives?'
'It's on!' Tolerate gave out orders to her female hostage. 'Run girlie run!'
He fires a couple of shots to the sky while watching gangsters run like cartoon, their head-gear hitting the ground one at a time with no chance of them picking them up.
'Shit!' Pristine says to Stephina and Kurt. 'This automobile is out of gears. What do we do in this situation?'
'Oh my God take my soul,' Stephina interjects fighting back tears. 'I guess this was meant to be.'
They gladly watched as the enemy treaded back to their vehicle.
Upon calculating a couple of thousands, Strap smiles and sips a twelve year old cognac straight from the bottle. Later on his face changes, eyes become red as if to emulate a burning furnace.
'Fools!' he exclaims hitting the table. 'We've been played for fools.'
'Conned?' Tolerate asks.
'Yes. Eighty percent of our loot is fake!'
'We should've let Praise count it before we handed him back Steph.'
'It's all your fault. I'm your leader and I've struggling to get back to my best since shootout with the police a month ago.Maybe one or all of you fools are collaborating with the enemy to topple me. On that note, I got to say, all the money belongs to me.'
'Boss!'
'What?'
'You can't do this to us on a new year's eve.'
He packed his backs and left with they still trying to figure out which of the said counterfeit might be real.
Greed did not get him far in life. Was driving on a quite gravel road when sirens wailed behind him. He looked at his rearview mirror and there they were---the boys in blue inside a white and blue car, flicking headlights as a sign for him to stop. He accelerated and woke up in the hospital under a heavy police presence.
Damn! He thought to himself. Only if I had stayed for the night.
Monday, January 7, 2013
but he is wise though
'I may be rich but,' quips Russell.'Elders keeping on making their kids example make my stomach turn.'
He started off as a very poor boy frowned upon by members of the society. When he grew up girls did
not care to say hi. Did not get out of the yard a lot and as a result became a target of bullies. One fateful evening he said to himself: enough is enough! That happened after turning down a Gangster Anonymous invitation for over two years. Had heared painful stories about them harassing innocent people in the township.
As fate would have it, the same guy who used to slap him around like he was some sort of a lifeless doll, did it again and this time; in front of a girl he sought to make his long-time lover, over a,take a deep breath,fifty cent. He looked around, wiped his blood-dripping nose with his shirt and walked away angrily. All the confidence he had had in his faith withered like autumn leaves. Tears ran down his cheeks as he entered his parents' yard. Anyone who at that moment was looking at him,sensed trouble,harassment,had taken place.
A lot of those who were used to seeing Gangster Anonymous,mugging and slapping people around for the fun of it, thought he was their victim and the police, as always, could do zilch about it. Russell took a deep breath, place his beggar-bag atop the refrigerator,opens its door, reaches for ice-blogs he used to ease the dripping on his bloodied nose.
'I can't let him get away with this!' he says out loud like a maniac.
Went outside to his garden and started digging by the corner of the fence. Out came a rusty dagger of which he quickly concealed with a piece of cloth. A smile appeared on his face, started whistling and did household chores as always. Those who seen him not enter the yard thought maybe, he had heared good news from afar. His elders who tipped him to avoid walking on the sun as it might cause endless headaches and or a blood-dripping nose, were of the view that he did not listen or maybe what was happening to him has due to unfortunate,natural circumstances.
They advised him to wear a key around his neck to ward off evil spirits, the sun's troublesome UV-rays.Does not follow the rules, but he is wise though--his teachers would say in his report-card.
Upon doing all that is required from him,asks for money to go watch a bioscope at a church adjacent to their home.Parents refuse as knowingly, it would end just before midnight. Asks to spend time with his neighbour and that was approved. Went to the garden,picked his dagger and put it under his jacket. Camille opens the door and smile at him before asking him to sit down. Her brother Daryl, sits behind a coffee table and eat supper.
'You aren't afraid of the dark, hey?' he asks him.
'Not quite,' he replies.
'War Bus is on circuit, aren't you going to watch?'
'I don't have money.'
'I'm going to sleep. Worry not, this is your home.'
'I know.'
As Camille came back from the kitchen, she found the living room deserted. Knew that her brother was asleep but got worried about a neighbour who had somewhat disappeared into thin air.
In no time women in the streets were begging and screaming: 'Don't do it, please don't do it.'
He punched holes on his enemies body a la SCREAM--the movie. Wasted ten years in prison but got out self-educated enough to be an astute entrepeneur and a faithful husband to Camille.
He started off as a very poor boy frowned upon by members of the society. When he grew up girls did
not care to say hi. Did not get out of the yard a lot and as a result became a target of bullies. One fateful evening he said to himself: enough is enough! That happened after turning down a Gangster Anonymous invitation for over two years. Had heared painful stories about them harassing innocent people in the township.
As fate would have it, the same guy who used to slap him around like he was some sort of a lifeless doll, did it again and this time; in front of a girl he sought to make his long-time lover, over a,take a deep breath,fifty cent. He looked around, wiped his blood-dripping nose with his shirt and walked away angrily. All the confidence he had had in his faith withered like autumn leaves. Tears ran down his cheeks as he entered his parents' yard. Anyone who at that moment was looking at him,sensed trouble,harassment,had taken place.
A lot of those who were used to seeing Gangster Anonymous,mugging and slapping people around for the fun of it, thought he was their victim and the police, as always, could do zilch about it. Russell took a deep breath, place his beggar-bag atop the refrigerator,opens its door, reaches for ice-blogs he used to ease the dripping on his bloodied nose.
'I can't let him get away with this!' he says out loud like a maniac.
Went outside to his garden and started digging by the corner of the fence. Out came a rusty dagger of which he quickly concealed with a piece of cloth. A smile appeared on his face, started whistling and did household chores as always. Those who seen him not enter the yard thought maybe, he had heared good news from afar. His elders who tipped him to avoid walking on the sun as it might cause endless headaches and or a blood-dripping nose, were of the view that he did not listen or maybe what was happening to him has due to unfortunate,natural circumstances.
They advised him to wear a key around his neck to ward off evil spirits, the sun's troublesome UV-rays.Does not follow the rules, but he is wise though--his teachers would say in his report-card.
Upon doing all that is required from him,asks for money to go watch a bioscope at a church adjacent to their home.Parents refuse as knowingly, it would end just before midnight. Asks to spend time with his neighbour and that was approved. Went to the garden,picked his dagger and put it under his jacket. Camille opens the door and smile at him before asking him to sit down. Her brother Daryl, sits behind a coffee table and eat supper.
'You aren't afraid of the dark, hey?' he asks him.
'Not quite,' he replies.
'War Bus is on circuit, aren't you going to watch?'
'I don't have money.'
'I'm going to sleep. Worry not, this is your home.'
'I know.'
As Camille came back from the kitchen, she found the living room deserted. Knew that her brother was asleep but got worried about a neighbour who had somewhat disappeared into thin air.
In no time women in the streets were begging and screaming: 'Don't do it, please don't do it.'
He punched holes on his enemies body a la SCREAM--the movie. Wasted ten years in prison but got out self-educated enough to be an astute entrepeneur and a faithful husband to Camille.
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