My tongue reaches for her, and she responds. We ache for each other. Urgently, then emergently, we begin groping. Hands finding hidden places, tongues...exploring unknown areas. Our faces flush, our bodies beg for each other. She claws the shirt off my back. I tear her from her shirt and bra. We drag each others shorts to the ankles. Then comes the sweet, savoring kiss that puts us in total communion with each other, long and slow, knowing what is to come soon. Then we break – and I continue. The soft snores of my roommate can be clearly heard as we pass his closed door. We enter the bedroom and I shut the door behind us. I quickly pull her to me and begin to kiss her again. Amanda returns the kiss with extra fervor and I pull her in close again. My hand returns to her back, and with confidence I reach down and grab her ass. Don’t mistake confidence for a forced, hard grab, but rather I just feel what Amanda has to offer. She begins to wiggle it ever so slightly to the touch. Budha gandi ku halei halei mo bia ku genhuthile. Hele jama baharu naathila. Budha pakka randua thila. Mu sambali naa pari basiki budha banda ku chusi chusi khaili aau budha aaahhaa uhhh ohhh mo banda banda aaahhhaa semiti semiti hard kari chusi chusi. Budha gandi ku halei halei mo patire genhuthile je dhakei dhakei birja bahara kale je pura chitiki duraku padila. Ohh baharigala. Fresh heiki khaiki kundha kundhi heiki soilu. Mu bou ku phone kali je bou kahila kilo bhala laginanaa.Huun bhala. No...no...please it’s not true...NOOOOOOO!’ ‘Quite true, Mrs Matanga...now enough of the schoolgirl hysterics if you please. Let me get directly to the point. I want to know,’ he paused and leaned back, fingers steepled under his chin, ‘who else was involved in his pathetic plots.’Joyce Matanga wiped away the tears from her cheeks, stood up and folded her arms in front of her as she somehow found the courage to stare back at Captain Otuba. She drew a single, shuddering breath. ‘I haven’t any.