Lick my boots!…

We are beings of circumstance, placed in a world we no longer conceptualize. Not by choice, yet no one asks us of anything, they demand everything! Cerhah I sat across from him at the booth by the large window overlooking the mean streets of Nairobi. Mean streets, why did people call them that, I mused….

Yes, mistress C.

He was the ying to my yang, fuck that though- I needed fire, brimstone. My soul was in need of total annihilation, and like the devil he was, he gave me everything! Cerhah Kim was the devil in a white cape, an illusion of purity, a depiction of total peace- a man riddled with demons….

Totally fucked!

Take me where the sun lies; when its beauty gives way to darkness, take me where the sun goes to lie. Cerhah. They say that when a lady meets you, they know if they are going to fuck you or not. You might eventually wear them down with gifts and win them over with acts…

Roughael

Originally posted on The Randy Pontiff:
By Asali There comes a time in a woman’s life that sometimes, making love just won’t cut it. Sometimes, women just want to fuck. And yes there is a difference. What’s the difference you ask? Take a seat. Making love, oh yes, the slow kind. Not necessarily. But almost…

To be human…

I saw him last night, beautiful as always, an aura of authority surrounding him. I stretched my hand to caress his jaw, my fingers going through the mist of his silhouette- my heart broke for the umpteenth time. Oh, the ache! Cerhah I watched them from my perch on the clouds, invisible to the naked…

Oh kitten!

Need is energy, so pure and strong it knocks us off our egotistical pedestals- humbling the proudest of souls. -Cerhah His voice resonated within the walls of my room, a deep sensual masculine delight. I had just began to listen to his podcasts. It was a thing of beauty, radiating passion, sensuality and want. I…

The murderous onslaught…

Like a cat in the winter, she burrowed into his frame, seeking his warmth.  Cerhah The sun was burning hot, the air hot and heavy. This was September in Syokimau, and she was just getting started. The past few weeks had been a combo of chilly snippy mornings and hot sweaty afternoons. Sweaty, that word…