…So there was no way for her to know that Chisala just found out that Chisala is his son, contrary to what she was told.
Kamulaza dropped the call and went to the room, he began to pack his clothes into the suitcase. Queen was in the shower, when she came out and saw him packing, she was stunned.
Queen: “Where are you rushing off to?” she asked.
Kamulaza: “I just got a serious information, and I need to get back to Lusaka immediately, but we still have money on our card, so you can stay back. God knows you need it” he said. It annoyed her that he was ready to let her stay here all alone, but when she thought of Mukuka, she was ready to stay here alone.
Queen: “Fine, do what suits you. I need to rest, so that the sp**m can connect with the egg” she said and began to cream herself. When Kamulaza was done packing, he k-ssed her on the lips, she tasted like Brandy, and he did not have any brandy and he was sure she had not had any, because Brandy was her least favourite drink.
Kamulaza: “Did you have any brandy?” he quizzed. Queen was caught off guard by the question, she looked at him with arched brows, wondering what he was on about.
Queen: “You know that I don’t like brandy” she replied and remembered too late that when she was k-ssing Mukuka, he had tasted like Brandy. But before she could do damage control, Kamulaza waved and left the suite with his suitcase in hand.
“Free of Mr. Grouchy ” she thought as she dressed up in a bum short that barely covered her butt cheeks, she wore this on a one-piece swimsuit, and went out to the bar, where surprisingly Mukuka was waiting. He looked surprised, even though Queen could swear that he was faking the surprise.
Mukuka: “I saw your husband leaving a few minutes ago, thought you had gone”
Queen: “Are you happy I stayed back?” she teased, twirling a red painted finger nail around his lips.
Mukuka: “I am overjoyed, it means my night is made” he replied licking his lips, “I see you are dressed for a swim, ma’am i” he twirled her round and pinched a butt cheek. It sent shivers coursing through Queen’s body. For a long time, only Kamulaza had ar-used her, but now this man was pressing buttons she didn’t know she had.
Queen: “Come one” she pulled him to the pool side where she unbuttoned and removed the bum short she was wearing to reveal a gold toned swim suit. Her n-pples were hard and threatening to burst through the fabric of the swimsuit. She slowly went into the water and beckoned on Mukuka to join her. He quickly undressed down to a pair of briefs, and dived into the water.
He navigated to Queen and the first thing he did was to k-ss her, and before long he pulled the swimsuit to one side and was thrusting in and out of her. For the first time in Queen’s life, she had multiple orgasms.
When the sun rose the next day, casting a golden glow on the face of the earth, giving the ranch a beautiful leafy scenery, it met Queen in bed, tangled with Mukuka. She was unclad and her body looked and smelled like that of a satiated woman. Mukuka woke her up with his lips on her n-pples, she mo-ned and began to say things she ought not to say.
Queen: “You are the man for me, I never thought I could meet a man that knows how to string my cords. I wish I met you earlier, I would never have bothered about certain things that I have done” she said drowsily as he s-ckled on her br-ast.
Mukuka: “What things are you talking about, like cheating on your husband? You are a bad, bad, girl” he said, dipping his finger into her moist depths. The more he pleasured her, the more she talked.
Queen: “After what Kamulaza did to me, I thought I would never care about a goddamned man in this world. But you, I care about you, Mukuka” she said.
Mukuka: “What did your husband do?” he asked, before taking his mouth back to the pit of her stomach, he felt Queen shiver.
Queen: “That useless man impregnated a woman outside our marriage and brought the child to his friend. He has been keeping this away from me for years. The boy is 11 years old, for eleven years, the man I called my husband, whom I helped when we were all in America, lied to me. We have been trying for a kid but he doesn’t care, we came to this resort to have lots of s€× so I can conceive, but he acts like I am forcing him, do you even see him here?” she said with a tone of regret in her voice. Mukuka could tell that no matter what she said, she still cared very much for her husband.
Mukuka: “So your husband has a child, but how did you come about this?” he asked. Instinct told her that Mukuka was becoming too interested, but she didn’t mind, she just needed someone to talk to.
Queen: “I found out from my friend, Purity. She knew about the deal from the onset. Although I am not sure she told me because she cared about me. She probably wanted the boy gone from her house” she said.
Mukuka: “What did she expect you would do?”
Queen: “I have never tried to hurt anyone before, but I didn’t want Kamulaza to push me away when he didn’t need me anymore. After all, he has a son already” she broke down in sobs that raked her body the same way pleasure tremors had done.
Mukuka: “It is alright, you got me now. Just tell me everything, don’t hide things for me. I really, really like you, your body is amazing, you make love with your soul and I have never had someone like you before” he said and rocked her. Queen slept off in his arms, when she woke up, he was making a call and whispering.
When Chisala saw the man at the door, he was paralyzed with fear, against the light of the moon, he looked like an apparition.
Chisala: “Please sir, let me go, I am just a boy without parents, my mother died giving birth to me and she begged that I become a medical doctor. I fled my daddy Ernest’s house because aunt Queen wanted to kill me. I know this because I saw the look in her eyes before she swerved the car and hit the bridge. Even mummy Purity doesn’t like me, neither does James.
Everyone hates me but for my grandma, Madam Lusaka. She is the reason I came to Livingston. Please don’t kill me” he pleaded. The man beamed a torchlight at him and in the glare, Chisala saw that this was not the man he had met at Intercity bus terminus in Lusaka. It was the medicine man. He opened the door wider and beckoned on Chisala to leave. He had never used a motherless child for sacrifice, they were bad for blood sacrifices anyway. He told himself that he would explain this to his friend when he came back from seeing his family inside the village.
Chisala ran as fast as his legs could carry him, even though he did not know where he was running to. Soon he found himself inside the bush, and this was where he fell on the dew soaked forest floor and cried.
Chisala: “Oh God please I am tired, just take my life. Mother, I am sorry I cannot fulfil your dying wish, it is too hard. I don’t even know where I am, or how to leave this strange place, how then do I become a doctor” he cried, until he slept on the forest floor. He had a dream and he saw his mother. She was beautiful and she was clothed in a gown and a hijab covered her head.
Tasila: “My son, you are just as handsome as your father. You should not have run away from home”
Chisala: “I was going to be killed. I don’t know what I did to aunt Queen, she wants me dead and I don’t know why” he said, not the least uncomfortable with talking with the woman whom he had never seen before. He instinctively knew that this was his mother.
Tasila: “Don’t you believe in God? He put you in my womb for a reason, and even when he took my life, he spared yours because he created you for a purpose, did you think really any man could take your life when God does not permit it?” she asked.
Chisala: “I was scared. But that is all past, I don’t even know where I am, any idea?” he asked, sporting a smirk.
Tasila: “You will have to do this on your own, and don’t ever ask God to take your life, it sounds ungrateful. No matter how hard, always remember the dream” she said, and he was startled awake. The future seems miserable for Chisala.
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