The weekend that was!

I started off the weekend by borrowing countless movies from the video library near my crib on Friday evening. I decided against going out and opted to stay in with the Biker. The night was proving to be ordinary when my phone went off. For some reason, i forgot to turn it off and it was the ex from Bagdad on the other line. Because of my loud ringtone, the Biker and I woke up and he could not help listening in on my conversation. I tried to respond to all the ex's jokes and anecdotes with monosyllabic answers. The importance of this was not lost on the Biker. After an uncomfortable seven minutes, I told the ex that he'd woken me up and would have to call me during the day so we could talk at length. He guessed that I was up to no good because shortly after hanging up, he sent me a text that was heavy with sarcasm about why I had chased him off the phone. Anyway in order for me to quell the situation, i promptly turned off my phone and was then given the third degree by the Biker who had gotten curious as to why I wasn't speaking freely with my late night caller.

On saturday, i figured that it would be wise if i left my schedule open to allow me time to recover from the bad blood that was brewing around me. One of my toy boys chose this night to call and wanted to invite himself over. I made some excuse as to why I couldn't see him because i never wanted to take any chances of getting caught in my game.

I woke up on sunday in a brighter mood and decided to wash and roll my hair. I was impressed with the final results. I left for a CHOGM meeting at the Sheraton and prayed that the rain would subside so I could join Q and his buddies for lunch. The meeting went on until about 4.00pm when i rode to Naalya to meet Q. As luck would have it, his buddies had left for other engagements giving us time to enjoy each other's exclusive company. Being a Sunday, i never intended to drink too much but i found Q's company very relaxing that i just kept going on and on.

At about 11.00pm, we decided to call it a night and since we were in Naalya, the nearest place to rest for the night was Q's crib in Kiwatule. We were both too wasted when we got home that we relegated all matters of intimacy to the wee hours of the morning. We were both feeling very revitalised this morning when we got down to the hanky panky. My mind is now extremely alert and i guess I will be able to accomplish a number of my deliverables that have been pending due to my luck of inspiration. If I am ever to head the Human resource team of any organisation, i will stress the imporatance of our worker's fulfilment of conjugal rights because I'm a strong believer in their impact on one's performance.

Now I must wait to hear from the Biker. Hopefully, he's gotten over his jealousy.