Feeling my amorous propensities raging in my nether regions , I 'phoned this lovely lass one sultry evening last week.
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A most pleasant voice answered - 'heyyyy....'
We struck a bargain and I headed West.
I arrived at a filthy , dingy semi-detached house in the main street of Krugersdorp.
The lowest class of prostitute hung around outside the house and at the street corners near it – no doubt operating from that same house of ill repute.
I should have taken my cue and fled.
But No ! I allowed myself to be led by this lovely blond girl into a foul , filthy hovel .
As soon as the security gate was shut – I knew I was trapped !
She saw the fear in my eyes and continuously reassured me .
A hulking (very black) West African man in the passage said to me , rather courteously: “You are welcome Seh”
Now if that same sooty West African had pulled out a gun and demanded my car keys – I would have been a gonner !
(How was I going to explain to my boss and to my friends the loss of my car ?)
It was time to use my brains to get out of this one.
So I gave her the most charming smile and asked her to please hurry this because I needed to get home asap .
So I gave her the money upfront- spilled my jism on her feet with a rather nice footjob , fled into the passage and out into the street .
That night I just could not stop thinking how it was possible for Nigerian drug dealers to get such beautiful women into their filthy clutches.