Sijui kama niliwaambia hii story; it was before I quit lanyes. So tulikuwa tumelipwa that day, pesa ilikuwa moto moto.
I passed by the ATM, withdrew 40 cold ones, put them in my back pocket - the one opposite the wallet. You could feel the budge.
So my flesh whispers to me "si upite pale Latema karibu choo za kanjo, kuna kidem kisupuu tuliona huko". Mimi huyooooooo, nikaingia. Those days you didn't need to pick lanyes from outside, you could pay 150 and go upstairs, kuna wenye walikuwa na rooms huko you sample. So si nikalipa, nikapanda, finished my business and now came the hardest task; kushuka hizo stairs. It was very shameful. Mark you, I was an active church goer and was afraid someone could spot.
As if that was not enough, after I got out, karaos got hold of me. He hurriedly held my pocket and felt the budge, and that in the words of DJ Afro, "Makosaaaaa!" These guys hustled me and finally I parted with 3k, coz they handcuffed me and kepf me hapo nje ya choo, adding more guys. I began feeling like someone I know would find me there and immediately know my offence.
It was a very painful experience. Of course this is not my worst decision, but the first day I took the stairs upwards was the worst of course.
I thank God I came out, it was frustrating feeling so helpless.