Chapter 42
HONEY IN THE CITY -SEASON TWO
A Dramatic Sequel of season one that ends in anticlimax of death of the main character, Nancy Awiti.
A Dramatic story of how some men survive in major towns through emotionally blackmailing gullible women who are desperate for love, attention, affection or good sex.
A story full of fake love, fake promises, deceit, etc.
The Story features Johnston Nyamanche, a handsome construction worker who has mastered the art of deceiving women to believe he really needs their help, so as to survive in town where economy is constrained due to lack of money. Johnston, and other men whom they share ideas and agendas, manage to live like kings in their homes, but whenever they encounter women, they pretend to be broke or adopt other crafty means to lure women into coughing money and more money in an apparent show of love.
The story goes on to show some tricks crafty men use to obtain money from women. Stay tuned.
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HONEY IN THE CITY SEASON 2: CHP 1 – Just a player
“Dude! You should have seen how those bitches tore into each other!” Johnson told his friends as they discussed about some news they saw a few days ago where a girl got killed by another as they fought over a man in Mtwapa.
Johnston was narrating to his friends like it was grand narrow escape from a hellish situation, “I fucked her friend and she came suddenly; I was not expecting her. All hell broke loose and as they fought, I wore my clothes and got the hell out of there!”
The guys laughed so hard until one of them knocked down a glass of wine that was in front of him, at the glass table where other glasses of wine were.
“And you could not help your girl?” One man, who went by the name Kevin asked Johnston.
“My girl? What girl? I do not have a girl in town. All these girls in towns are just there to be fucked and dumped. If you call any girl in town your own, you will be hurt sooner or later.” Johnston said making the men laugh even harder.
“Damn! Man, you are such a cock! You fucked someone’s life there bro!” Kevin told Johnston.
“I don’t care. Since the time a girl broke my heart into pieces, I will never love another, I will just be using them.” Johnston said.
There were five men in the house all aged between 22 and 34. Johnston who was hosting them was a 29 years old man. He was strong with broad shoulders and large arms due to the nature of their work working as construction workers in various construction sites in Nairobi.
“What if your girl stabbed you with that knife?” Another man by the name Rodrick asked Johnston.
“It would never have gotten that far. I had to melt out of the situation as fast as possible.” Johnston said.
“So, who is your next target?” Goodluck, the man who was like the grand schemer of the group asked Johnston, “Now that your girl is going to jail?”
“Well, I can never lack women who are desperate for love in this town, or in any other town.” Johnston said, “I have to live the life that I want. In fact, this house’s rent has increased to 24,000 and I am not going to spend any of my coin to pay it. Let the pussies pay for my rent.”
The guys laughed.
“Eh! You guys are amazing!” Kevin told them.
“Let me tell you, if you want a woman to go crazy about you, you must be sweet with words, promise them heaven even if you cannot deliver hell, and when a chance presents itself, fuck her out of her senses until all her brains migrates into her pussy. That way, a woman will believe anything you tell her. That is how big boys roll in town.” Goodluck told them.
“No wonder they called you Munyaka, your mum must have known what sort of a boy he gave birth to.” Johnston told Goodluck.
“Guys, I need to make some money, remember today is our only off day, tomorrow we go to work in our site.” Johnston told them.
“We only work half day and go home.” Kevin told them.
“Yes, but then again, this might be my lucky evening, let me get online and engage a few bitches here and there, I am sure one of them might fall for me.” Johnston said.
“Man! A girl got stabbed because of you and you act like nothing happened…” Rodrick told Johnston.
“She was not stabbed because of me,” Johnston said, “She got stabbed because of her itchy pussy. I am done with Daisy anyway, she can go to hell for all I care, let me move on with the rest.”
All men laughed.
Johnston sipped his wine fast and got online where he had numerous online accounts luring women. Some he pretended to be a broke young man who is full of love while some, he was like a tycoon.
Johnston had been trying to seduce a lady who in her profile looked like your typical church girl as she would post bible verses every day. He had been trying to get her attention but nothing seemed to work. He sat there scrolling down his timeline just looking for any girl to try to seduce. The rest continued with their wine. They were also listening to some music. One of them was also smoking some cigarette.
Johnston decided to hit on the girl whose name was Mukami once more. He went straight to her inbox.
JOHNSTON: Praise the lord.
MUKAMI: Amen.
JOHNSTON: How are you?
MUKAMI: I am fine.
JOHNSTON: You decided you shall not give me a chance to meet you?
MUKAMI: Not that way, I will meet you sometime but not now. I am always busy.
JOHNSTON: Give me a chance, I promise not to let you down, I promise not to break your heart, I wanna make you feel like a woman, I will make you feel like a queen, I already told you that I have searched down the hills and valleys and haven’t found anyone as beautiful as you, as charming as you, and I know if God gives me that chance, I am going to also make him proud for giving me one of his angels to take care of.
MUKAMI: Oh! wow! did someone write that for you?
JOHNSTON: No, it came from the bottom of my heart.
MUKAMI: Aw! You make me feel like meeting you now!
JOHNSTON: I have always been more than willing to meet you, just tell me when you are free.
MUKAMI: We can make a date.
JOHNSTON: OK, I propose coming Saturday, God willing, I shall meet this angel who holds the key to my happiness.
MUKAMI: ok dear.
Mukami logged off.
“That is my next target.” Johnston said. The rest were also lost in their phones chatting with various women.
“I have just gotten Kshs 1,000 from a lady. I have managed to convince her that my salary is late and I am about to sleep hungry. This girl loves me to death, I wish she knew who she is dealing with.” Rodrick said.
“Have you met her yet?” Johnston asked Rodrick.
“A few times and given her my rode to ride until she swore never to leave me.” Rodrick said making every one of them laugh.
Johnston knew with Mukami, it was a matter of time before he managed to drive her crazy enough until she dances to his tune.
“I managed to convince one lady that I have a business plan that is waiting to materialize and should it materialize, we will have a holiday together in Coast. I even showed her some of the plan. She believed me and gave me Kshs 36,000. She will wait until kingdom come for that to come true.” Good luck said.
“I have a date tomorrow evening. Guy, give me ideas.” Kevin said.
“Just be smart. Who are you dating? Or rather what sort of a lady?” Johnston asked.
“Your average type of ladies on town. Not a slay queen since such ladies are too expensive to maintain.” Kevin said.
“Is she working class?” Goodluck asked Kevin.
“Yes, she works in a hotel as she told me.” Kevin said.
“Well, do not let her know what you do for a living, just lie to her to put her expectations higher. Remember, you can only benefit from where you have invested. Take her slow and she will be yours for harvest.” Johnston said.
“Man! You are such a bull!” Goodluck told Johnson and patted him in the back. Among all of them, Johnston had the broadest shoulders but not the tallest, “You never lack ideas on how to handle these bitches.”
“That is how we survive in this town; do not date broke jobless girls they are just a liability. Whenever possible, avoid these youngish girls like early 20s most behave like they are carrying heaven between their legs.
Single mothers are the easiest targets for us though, most have that desire to settle down and will fall for anyone promising her happiness.
