Must Read: A Simple Life On Paper - Season 1 - Episode 6

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Must Read: A Simple Life On Paper - Season 1 - Episode 6

By the time I came out she was flipping through some
the channels on TV with no interest. I had decided to
dress in her tone. She was in a pair of blue jeans and a
pink t-shirt under a jacket so I wore a pair of jeans and a
shirt. I also wore my sneakers because I had a feeling
this outing would involve a lot of walking. She hopped
up from her seat and asked me to wait for her to get
some things from the car. Moments later she was
dragging two identical suitcases into my room. We then
left towards town in her brightly coloured picanto.
She was a very lively lady. Kept joking with people,
introduced me as her husband, buying stuff was fun with
her around. As I had earlier anticipated, we walked a lot.

By two in the afternoon she was holding on to my arm
with both hands in an attempt to control our pace.

The look some people gave us showed they thought it looked
romantic.

At our lunch break, she started telling me more about
herself. Chief was her Godfather, she was in town for her
youth service, third daughter in a family of seven, fiancée
just left the country for a year long course in Sweden…
to be frank, it was a long lunch. It was so long I felt like
ordering another plate by the time we were finally ready
to go.

We got the pickup that she had arranged for with her
uncle and retraced out way to all the shops we had
made purchases at to pick up her stuff. She had bought a
living room set with tempered glass coffee tables and
stools, a thirty inch high definition smart TV, king size
bed, mattress, kitchenware, toiletries, rug, microwave,
fridge…by now you know why we took so long.
I got changed into cargo pants and a t-shirt when we got
home while she was coordinating the offloading of items
into their respective rooms. She had a way of handling
people that I found appealing. After I paid them, I went
straight to her room to mount her bed. It was my first
point of call because if we could not finish sorting
everything out, she could at least sleep in her own bed.

By the time I was fixing her mirror on the wall she had
changed into a white sleeveless vest and bum shorts.

Now personally I had never believed that bum shorts
could enhance the allure in a lady’s figure, but as she
walked in the room to check up on me…I was made a
believer.

That evening was mostly manual labour. She was
surprised I could handle everything that needed to be
assembled. She always gave me a heart warming smile
every time she peeped in on me. By eight, I had readied
the bedroom and living room. By readied I mean that I
had mounted the railings and side hooks for the curtains,
put all curtains, mounted her two TVs on their wall
brackets, hooked up the sound system, fixed and
arranged all furniture, heck, I even connected the gas
cooker to the new gas tank she bought. I was tired.

I did not notice that she had put on a long gown and gone out.

I was pleased to see her come back with three big bags…

because I was also hungry.

We had dinner at my place. She had bought beef and
chicken kebabs, fried Irish potatoes and four cans of
beer. She was shocked when I told her I don’t drink
alcohol. So while she was downing her beers, I was
sipping my milkshake. My mouth wasn’t the only part of
me that was feeding itself; my eyes were also feasting
on her beauty. The succulent mounds she had been
bestowed with were a sight to behold. Her voice was
also joyously feminine and the way she stared into my
eyes with her doe-eyed pair was captivating.