2.The encounter

After having a  lengthy discussion with Mzee Cliff , Nelson reclined

on his brown , leather seat swinging side to side gently  while setting his linguid eyes at Deanne. He

kept blinking his eyes as a way of 

trying to catch Deanne's attention. 

He  does this as he went on

sipping  a bottle of cold Carib that

Deanne had served him upon his arrival .This was in accordance with  Mzee Cliff' s request .In Nelson's mind , a

,thought came and he begins speaking to himself.

" Oh ! This is my long sought opportune

 time I have really longed for! Just look

at how this lady is! She is the most beautiful girl l have ever seen. Wow! He

goes  on 

talking , "The creator must have really taken His time moulding her

.The materials the maker must have used probably were   the most 

expensive ones ..."

"Haha," Nelson laughed. It is

an  uproar laughter. In his mind , he saw

himself  gripping Deanne tightly to

his  broad, widened chest. On his chest ,

was his stiff , rough  chest hair that

were fully grown. His moustache was also very bushy , rough and long .This is

an indication that the barber had not done his or her work on it and for some time

!  Indeed he looked like a he - goat. In

his mind , Nelson had gently closed the steel door and made together with Deane

to the visitor's  room that was to his  extreme right inside Mzee Cliff's grandiose

villas and mansion.

Inside 

the visitor's room and in every corner hanged  well lit chandeliers all of different

colours. To his right is  a chandelier

that is indigo in colour while to his extreme left is a violet one.  At the back of the room's ceiling is a pink

chandelier  and lastly a purple one at

the centre  and is emitting a bright

light too..All these gave a room an appealing look. There were royal but

expensive  curtains that hung on the  two windows each facing East and North

respectively.They marched well  with the brown

patterned tiled floor. Besides was a bath tub with fresh warm water and a

marooned silk towel.Red slippers are seen at the entrance of the room.At the

centre of the room is a large brown wardrobe 

and well ironed white , woollen 

pyjamas can be seen hanging on white well placed hangers.

"My queen please draw closer, "

Nelson  extended  his rough hands with an intention of

receiving and caressing Deanne. 

"Deane my dear one , " 

You are an apple of my eye.It is you I am dying for. "  Nelson began. 

In his mind he sees himself first taking off   Deanne's grey hoodie sweater.This he

did  with his trembling hands." He

begins to tremble...

A moment later, Nelson notices that Mzee

Cliff was standing barefooted besides starring at him .His eyes suggested that

Mzee Cliff had been in immense  fear and

was sweating profusely.He is wiping a thin sweat on his forehead using a well

folded,white, silk two  handkerchiefs

which  they  have already 

soaked in cold  sweats. He looked

so apprehensive. The only words Nelson remembered to have heard from his great

friend was, " Nelson ,my great friend , are you alright ? Please respond.

It is me,  Mzee Cliff."

Deane is seen squatting .Her eyes too are

firmly fixed at Nelson. She is tightly holding a large white tray with a glass

of warm water that is seen to be full to the brim.She has placed a jug of

blended cold juice on the medium- sized , round , mahogany table.

Within no time Nelson asked Mzee Cliff what

the matter was. Somehow he was out of his mind. Mzee Cliff looked astonished by

the response Nelson asked. He just shook his head sideways shrugging his

shoulders as Deanne gave him a stern look.She collected and returned the tray,

jug and glass back to the kitchen. She turned and left Mzee Cliff and his

long-term ally Nelson in the sitting room. Nelson broke the silence by saying,

" My good friend Mzee Cliff, " he cleared his throat and went on, "

I would ensure that I wake up very early tomorrow morning and do as

agreed." Mzee Cliff nodded in approval as he smiled broadly as his well

spaced white teeth are seen aligned on both upper and lower jaws.A wide gap is

also seen on between the teeth on the upper jaw.Mzee cliff,  as 

usual ,he reached  for his smooth

,silver waking stick, picks his expensive, golden watch and a broad brimmed ,

imported, woollen hat .Both rise and head to the door.

While outside , as Mzee Cliff bids

Nelson  a goodbye, Deane is busy weeding

bougainvillea flowers .Nelson threw a glance at her again.She admired watching

the swinging of her bossoms and the fullness of her breasts. He asked mzee

Cliff, " My friend would you mind if your house help gives me an escort.I

can see it is becoming cold and you can easily catch cold.It is also a

good  idea if at times  you can grant your workers time  to rest.By so doing you would be making them

motivated while under you." 

"Ehem! I see !  You may if

you wish. But remember to let her come back early because  as you know 

my sugar level is not good.Therefore I must feed not only well but also

on time. Even though I have a gadget known as " doll" that

monitors  and  as well as recording my  sugar level, I still need to be vigilant in

order to control it otherwise it can go very high which can be very

risky."

"Deane, please come and give an escort

to my friend. He would really appreciate 

and more comfortable while  in

your company." Mzee called Deane as he is seen struggling to enter his

house. It is in the evening and darkness is cripping in .A thought came into

Deane's mind. She is seen standing  with

her hands at akimbo. This was an indication of displeasure. Although she did

not comment on anything, she places her hoe against a deep ridge in the lawn

and  goes to cleans her legs with soap

and water that she had  collected from

the concrete tank that stood outside despite warm water points place in every

corner of the lawn. She  changes into her

side- pocket pair of trouser and a T- shirt branded ,"BE

YOURSELF."She then slipped into her new ,red , well fitting slippers.

Deanne headed to the main gate and at her

back is Nelson following her.Her steps are well measured as  she moved .Her shoulders are set  high and her head up with firmly fixed eyes.Her

hips gyrate seductively as she moved. This makes Nelson to hurry in order to

catch her.He touched Deanne's shoulder with his hot trembling hands. Deane

dares Nelson to touch  her again. As

Nelson tried  to caress her once again,

she quickly muttered all  her strength

and gripped him until he was immovable. She then  bit Nelson's 

cheek and reminded him to control and be himself as the writings on her

T- Shirt stated.   Blood oozed   from his injured cheek  non- stop .

 Deane 

removed one of her slippers and used 

it to hit Nelson's face until it turned reddish . There came some  passers- by and they  were ashtonished to see how Nelson had been

thoroughly beaten by Deane. Nelson's 

face was now swollen as if he had been stung by swam of bees.  The number of the on- lookers grew in number

and Deane was never afraid of them. She explained to them what had transpired

as she  faced Nelson galantly and  unblinkingly. Deane bent to collect her

slippers and took a quick rush back to the house leaving Nelson  agonising in much pain.