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Trotro Tryst II


I am going to pick up my story from where I left of. In case you are wondering what I am talking about, you can check out the post titled “Trotro Tryst”. 

While you are checking that out, you should also take time to read the other sensible and beautifully written posts about kindness and friendship. Those would add more value to your life. This post on the other hand….I don’t even know whether to write in pidgin, Fante, or Ewe. I just might code switch throughout the story so be prepared.  

Anyway, about this girl I met on a trotro on my way to Mr. Biggs. She understood me and allowed me to be me. She could handle my sarcasm and could dish it out too. Do you know what is more beautiful that fine bortos? Intelligence! This my girl was all around intelligent keke. Trotro intelligence - she get! Book intelligence – she get! Nkwasiasem intelligence – she get! Kubolo intelligence – she get! Perfect for me really. The intelligence dieeee, me too I get all oo except the book one. The time them de share the book intelligence, then I enter KVIP small so I no get some. 


Well, that information about me is irrelevant to the story. This girl knew the perfect ratio for combining gari and beans depending on the consistency of the beans. Sexy right? She was just the one for me. I could tell you more about many of her attractive qualities, but I am sure you want to know how things progressed between us.


We finally settled on a place we wanted to go for what I refer to as the “culmination of our trotro tryst”. It was somewhere not too far from Accra. After checking in, we held hands as we walked to our room. We were both quiet – lost in our own thoughts – nervous but excited. I squeezed her hand gently as we walked. She squeezed back, turned and flashed that radiant smile of hers. I smiled back, and held her hand tighter. No words were spoken, but in that moment nothing else mattered, no one else mattered – just us. 


When we shut the door to our room, I pulled her towards me and kissed her. We both had goose bumps while we made out. She pulled me towards the bed and sat down. I leaned over and we made out some more. I started to caress her. She whispered in my ear that she liked my gentle touch. She asked if she could take my shirt off, I said that was ok. She took her clothes off too. Our naked bodies touched…


Alright, I need to pause at this point in the story and find out about the ages of readers. Are you sure you are all 18 and above? I think I may have even gone too far already. I should just keep it PG at this point. No you say? I can hear Esallyn and Bogusgirl telling me to stop the nonsense and get on with the story. 


It is my story, and I can choose what I want to tell you. If you don’t like it you can go find your own trotro love. The END! 


Actually, that is not the end of the story. You can use your imagination to complete the story. I will tell you this, it was one of the most beautifies memories we shared. 


Wondering how things turned out between us? I might tell 😊.



Corona Feelings by Shadow Recruit



Comments

  1. Bogusgirl7 August 2020 at 17:01

    💃🏽💃🏽💃🏽💃🏽💃🏽💃🏽

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  2. Bogusgirl7 August 2020 at 17:01

    I was waiting for this part two. This one di33 we demand the rest 🤪🤪.

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  3. Esallyn7 August 2020 at 19:03

    What’s this anticlimax?

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  4. Shadow Recruit8 August 2020 at 04:16

    See these noisemakers!

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  5. Yawa8 August 2020 at 09:30

    The END indeed, abeg CUM and continue jor! 🙄

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    1. Shadow Recruit8 August 2020 at 16:18

      I see what you did there...🤣🤣🤣

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    2. Bogusgirl8 August 2020 at 21:13

      😂😂😂😂

      Delete
  6. Yvonne8 August 2020 at 15:44

    I hope you made her come. That’s all that matters.

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    1. Shadow Recruit8 August 2020 at 16:22

      I can neither confirm nor deny😉

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    2. Bogusgirl8 August 2020 at 21:12

      Mr Recruit, you berra behave

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    3. Shadow Recruit8 August 2020 at 21:53

      Oh me momm?

      Delete

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