Chapter 33

Over the following week, Nancy did not bother even going online. She would just wake up, prepare her daughter to go to school, escort her and then come back to the house and just watch movies. She also opted to be cooking while at home and avoided going out as much as she could except when going to the gym.

However, her gym instructor, Dickson got concerned about how she seemed a bit reserved that week until on Friday he approached her and asked her, “What is it that is going on in your mind? You seem like someone who has a lot going on.”

“No, no problem. I am ok.” Nancy said as she relaxed waiting to cool down, go to shower and change into other clothes.

“Sure?” Dickson asked.

“Just a friend of mine who lost her daughter and I still feel sad about her.” Nancy said.

“Oh! that is sad!” Dickson said.

“Got burnt in a house.” Nancy added. She did not want to go to the other details.

“I heard about someone whose daughter got burnt but never bothered. So, she was a friend?” Dickson asked.

“Yes.” Nancy said.

“Sorry on her behalf. Anyway, how is the going?” Dickson asked.

“I am fine.” Nancy said.

“Now, we are organizing some sort of beach dance to showcase our fitness. It is kind of competition. I thought you should attend and participate. It will be held at pirate’s beach, from 6 am sunrise up to mid-morning. people will be dancing, making their moves, you know… and showcasing their bodies those who believe they are fit.” Dickson said trying to make Nancy lively.

“Wow! nice! I love to dance, is there a price to be won?” Nancy asked.

“No, but from what I know, the wazungus who are mostly in attendance can shower you with a lot of money and favors. I know you will get the most since you have such a beautiful body.” Dickson told Nancy.

Dickson got his phone and showed Nancy a recorded clip of a beach party held in one of the mornings in the near past. There were very fit girls doing some dance moves and some wazungus showering them with money literally as the girls also picked the money. Some would put the money on their bras, some on their panties and some would just give them on their hands.

“My dear, do you think I can turn down an opportunity to make money?” Nancy asked sounding excited.

“Fine, this coming Sunday, pirates beach. Get someone to leave with your daughter and come.” Dickson told Nancy.

“I have someone, my cousin who is with me in the house.” Nancy said.

“Ok, be there.” Dickson told Nancy and went inside the gym to attend to other clients.

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As agreed, Nancy arranged with her cousin to remain with her daughter so that she can go to the morning beach dance. She had arranged to go together with Dickson.

At exactly 6 am, Nancy went to meet Dickson at the matatu terminus. Dickson was there wearing his sports attire all white in color. He also had a small bag with a few valuables.

“Hi. I thought you will not come on time.” Dickson told Nancy as he gave her a hug.

“Why?” Nancy asked.

“Women usually take too much time to get ready.” Dickson said as he finished the hug by touching her buttocks inside her tight tracksuit which was blue in color.

“You look great.” Nancy told Dickson.

“You too.” Dickson told her, “Today I am sure you will be the winner…”

Just then, a conductor who knew Dickson approached them. “There are two seats in front.” The conductor said leading them, “both of you will sit there.”

Nancy went in first and sat next to the driver. The driver looked at her thighs but did not make a comment. HE knew Dickson and they generally respected him since on top of being a gym instructor he was such a tough fellow you would not wish to mess with. HE thought probably Nancy was his new girlfriend. He however knew Nancy was some sort of a prostitute in Mtwapa town.

The matatu got going. Nancy and Dickson were the first to alight at Pirates’ beach. Other people were going towards the beach.

“Seems it is a major event here.” Nancy said as they went towards the beach. Some music was playing loudly.

“Yes, Italians enjoy a lot. They are the most in these events.” Dickson said.

“And you have never won an Italian girlfriend…” Nancy said jokingly.

“No, just one old woman who I fucked a few times and never enjoyed. But I was fucking her to give me money. I was broke and had something that needed to be paid.” Dickson said.

Nancy laughed and said, “You are so evil!”

Dickson laughed even harder and asked her, “Don’t you also fuck sometimes to get bills sorted? Don’t lie. That is life in Mtwapa. I know you girls from there.”

“Yes, it is true, we fuck for a living. As long as you do not get a disease.” Nancy said.

“That is, it. I also banged her ass for a few days, got Kshs 160,000 from her as she had promised, cleared a loan I had with the bank as it wanted to repossess some plot I was buying and got done with it. I then avoided her since her pussy was simply too dry for me. I need a nice wet pussy that I can fuck for a while day, not a dry wrinkled pussy that you fuck a few hours and someone starts screaming due to pain.” Dickson said.

“Man! You are just crazy! Anyway, I know women salivate for you a lot in the gym, this is not a surprise.” Nancy told Dickson.

“I am sure even today; I will get another willing. It is a willing buyer willing seller. Come on, even you, if you get a mzungu who goes crazy for you, go drive him crazy, milk him dry and milk his bank account.” Dickson told Nancy, “That is what most girls do anyway…”

Eventually, they got to the venue which was just next to the beach. The tide was not high but some water was just close. Some girls were out swimming. Others were dancing. Some girls who knew Dickson came to hug him.

“Hey, don’t kiss me…” Dickson told one girl who wanted to kiss him.

“Why?” the girl asked.

“How can you kiss me in front of my wife?” Dickson said and pointed at Nancy.

“Oh! I am sorry, I am so sorry…” The girl said looking at Nancy. Nancy just nodded. She felt proud being with Dickson seeing he was somehow someone who was respected there.

Nancy did not wait to be shown the way around. She just got where other girls were and they got dancing. It did not take even five minutes before Nancy completely stole the show. From how she gyrated her hips, how she moved her buttocks, how she made the moves with her body after gaining a lot of fitness; she danced until some men got an erection which they could hardly hide.

There was female instructor who was showing them the moves to do. She was also extremely sexy and super fit. It was like she was a robot literally. Her slim figure enabled her to do anything she wanted including doing some forward and backflips on stage. No other girl was able to do whatever she did.

“This woman challenges us a lot,” A girl told Nancy, “But I can see you are also really trying…”

“Just trying my best.” Nancy said as she danced. Dickson took her bag and kept it for her safely.

After sometime, the wazungus got on stage and began dancing with the girls. Nancy did not concentrate on any man in particular. She danced with anyone for a few seconds before bolting away to another. Some wazungus began to throw money to Nancy. She did not waste a chance but got down to pick them fast as other girls pushed her away.

Nancy picked the 1,000shs notes and stashed them inside her knee pocket. She was doing a breakdance as shown by the female instructor when a white man, around 70 years of age approached her. He was short and fat with a big tummy.

“What is your name?” The man asked.

“Nancy!” Nancy replied trying to catch her breath.

“You dance so nice!” the man said.

“Thank you.” Nancy said.

“If I give you 30,000 will you dance for me? In my house?” The man asked.

Nancy did not have a straight answer. She still had some fear for going into someone’s residential area.

“No.” Nancy said.

“Come on, what if I increase the amount?” the white man asked.

“My answer is still a no.” Nancy said.

“Young lady,” The man said, “I am a retired engineer having worked around Europe building skyscrapers and I have money, name whatever the hell you want so that I can make you dance for me in a private party.” And with that, the man gave Nancy a business card and walked y.

Nancy felt confused, she decided: I am going to ask Dickson and hear his opinion on this. Meanwhile, Nancy continued collecting the money the Europeans were throwing towards them, with many going to hand Nancy the money in person.