Koketso
Koketso
I met a girl that I used to know today. Her name Koketso. I got acquainted with her in my teenage years. I was operating a shop selling high end candy. I didn't really know her at the time but I was chilling at my shop with a friend and he was busy telling me about her. He was telling me about how she had a perfect body and how she was his girlfriend and how he fucked her. Okay that's good, a friend getting a piece of ass is always good. Especially if it's quality ass and it sounded like it. Naturally, I saluted him and told him that I'd like to see her some time. He responded, don't worry, she's always roaming the streets you'll see her. That was a reassuring answer. I was happy with that answer. As fate would have it, she came by my store to buy candy later that afternoon. He pointed to her whispering "that's Koketso" . I thought that was suspect behavior. He avoided eye-contact and kept his eyes on his phone the whole time. He was mute like a television set. It was like she was not his girl. It was a strange interaction. He was more scared of her. To his credit though he was telling the truth about her features, she did have a banging body. She was hot. I was impressed. After the transaction was completed and she left. I asked my boy why he didn't talk to her. He gave me this whack explanation citing she was angry at him so I laughed at him. From what it looked like, Koketso didn't even know who he was. I told him straight up that he was full of shit and that he was claiming. He swelled up and said he'll show me next time. Next time came and we were by the shop. By now I knew Koketso, she was a regular customer of mine and because I always strive for raving reviews, I managed to strike up a conversation with her, she was complicit and engaged so we would always have wonderful conversations. Anyways this day she came up with her friend and my boy saw this as an opportunity to engage her to prove to me that he was not a fraud. He was flat-out ignored and the two friends continued conversing. He tried again and was halted by a "fosek wena, can't you see we are talking". Koketso was real like that, she didn't shy away from telling you to "fok off". It was brutal. After they left I laughed. Typical I thought, niggas always claiming to fuck girls they absolutely have no chance with. Koketso started coming more and more to the shop with her friend. Sometimes they would chill with me for hours while I moved product. Slowly her friend was omitted from the equation and it was just me and her. We got close and spent a lot of time together. It was great. My candy shop was generating a lot of attention. Koketso wasn't the only one, I was popular among girls, many of them had crushes on me. It was cute but more importantly it was good for the bottomline. Still it was with Koketso that I spent a lot of time with. We never got ample time together to really connect because I wasn't stationed in one location but today I saw her and she embraced me with a hug, we spoke for a couple of minutes, she was enthused, the chemistry is still there, the body has matured in all the right ways, she looked good. I looked at her like a slice of cake and thought "I could eat that".
