My father is cheating on my mother.
Her dress rode up her chunky thigh and I beheld acres and acres of amazingly beautiful, premium grade black skin.
"Kwani ulikua unataka aje? Hug? Peck? Juu ya kufanya kazi unafaa kufanya na umelipwa?"
I am a super boring full-time unemployed 26-year old prick whose bank account needs to touch the hem of Jesus’ garment.
I didn't move out, I found myself out.