It was a Friday. Known to us all, it is a party day, it was a birthday,somebody's big day. One of the comrades was hosting a bash in one of the rooms in the school. The venue was far but to the party holics, distance proved no stumbling block to them. The night was good accompanied by music,smooth and hardcore. People kept on drinking, bottles kept on flowing, music kept on playing,this kept the party going.As drinks kept on flowing, people kept on going mad, going crazy.Gatecrashers defied the rules of the party(INVITES ONLY). For men it was just a simple enjoyment but for girls it was total madness. Some started thinking that they were at one of the beaches at the Kenyan coast, others on the shores of lake Victoria. They started removing their tops exposing their boobs, big and small, it looked rely cool to them but it was a sense of nonsense to me and others of my kind. We wondered what had gone into the heads of such sexy girls but for the other onlookers it was rely nice .They enjoyed looking at those gourds shaking to the rhythm of the music....
join me in part two of the story
Kibra King
join me in part two of the story
Kibra King
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