…. this is the third part of a story that was started by Joel Nevender, and continued by Roland Niwagaba. There he was with his gu big nose, mean eyes that I had grown up hating, and his well-built fame body as if of a bouncer at one of those popular clubs in the city, holding my crush in a warm embrace in the picture. Here I was spooning his gal – my gal, my crush! He is an asshole she had said, treating her so bad with all the love she was pouring at him – in her bed, this warm comfortable, soft bed. Ohh the things we could…
