So Reiko Hassan prepared for her special date. Her Aunty, Basra Barkhad Abdi fixed her with a distant nephew. It was supposed to be a very good date. This special boy was intended for the shy Reiko. Her date hails from a very good noble family connection, and had impeccable personal merits of hard working. He is a good popular uber driver. Reiko started the day with wearing a flattering winter dress that covered her some what half way skinny arms. She had delightful chubby red cheeks that Aunty Basra likes to pinch in tease. Her feet are smaller than average Xalimo specie feet stuck out like a sore thumb, and in-congruent to the rest of her otherwise none -slim body. A Beautiful body or figure though. Reiko called Aunty Basra to express she was nervous, & she was waiting impatiently for her date to arrive. Basra instructed her to calm down, and just breath in & out in intervals. It is a sunny, unusual summerish December day, eve of Xmas. While they were chit chating on what they were doing, the door bell rang. Reiko nervously said her good byes to the gossipy Aunty Basra.. She went to the mirror, powdered herself on the cheek with Imaan makeup for black people. She smiled to make sure nothing stuck in her adorable large rabbit teeth. Her lipstick, power red was on point. Then she decided it was not good enough. She quickly rubbed it off, and applied supper hot pink. Smiled & winked at herself. She rant to the door and opened it.
At the door stood a very tall skinny farah with a rare look of the old Somali people of the 1970s. Super Dark in complexion, up to the lips. Nose was definitely eagle like, in a Cushitic old style. Glorious afro, thick in texture, almost unmovable, missing an Caadey traditional brush accessory! His chest was on point, broad to the point of not matching the rest of the geeljiire skinny half-masculine body form. He smiled and immediately exposed his super white teeth that reflected on his dark skin, a good balance enhanced by those traditional sexy dark madoow somali lips color, but considered witchy here in the west. For some reason, red natural lips are considered beautiful here in the west as opposed to the reverse which in Somalia is considered a pretty common novelty. Golden stained teeth is another pretty novelty in Somalia. Such is diversity of beauty in strange Somalia.
"Hi Welcome. Nice to meet you walaal. Welcome" Spoke Reiko, in an oddly affectionate & warm manner.. I guess she was in a some sort of pleased and not shocked mood. Obviously pleased to see everything outwardly matching well to her odd traditional standard, she allowed a little eye lash wiggle.. She shook hands with him and allowed him to step into her well decorated living room.
"Your name is Armadhillo Right? " Asked Reiko nervously, and focusing eagle eyes on those dark black lips.
"Yeah. Yeah. Armadillo Sheikh Samaaale. Thats my name. " The date finally spoke, exposing his somewhat strained half way deep voice that was almost fake and pretending. Reiko was neither turned off nor turned on, but intrigued. They went to the sofa, sat down, only to suddenly stand up to go get him some Faanto. The gentleman stood up with her simultaneously, allowing her to excuse herself to the kitchen. Such a gentleman thought Miss charmed Reiko. It took her at least 10 minutes to prepare the Faanto and some ice. As Reiko was about to go back to serve the drinks, she got a text from Gossipy Aunty Basra.
"Eedo Maacaan--i am soooo sorry----my nephew did not make it to your date. He is sick. He just called me right now. So sorry huuno. But he did send his best friend who is a girl to tell you. She is marehaan. Her name is Daughter of Samaale. She should have been with you by now.
Reiko replied "FCUK!"
She quickly peeped through the door knob of her kitchen door. And saw something close to fainting causing disturbance.
The fake Armadhillo Sheikh Samaale un-buttoned her shirt, was adjusting her naaso with the multiple layers of tape she pasted around her chest, around her back to make her chest look flat & naaso-less, and casually buttoned back her shirt.
Reiko slowly retreated backwards, locked the kitchen door, crouched into the kitchen closet & dialed 911 - Hellooo Police????
At the door stood a very tall skinny farah with a rare look of the old Somali people of the 1970s. Super Dark in complexion, up to the lips. Nose was definitely eagle like, in a Cushitic old style. Glorious afro, thick in texture, almost unmovable, missing an Caadey traditional brush accessory! His chest was on point, broad to the point of not matching the rest of the geeljiire skinny half-masculine body form. He smiled and immediately exposed his super white teeth that reflected on his dark skin, a good balance enhanced by those traditional sexy dark madoow somali lips color, but considered witchy here in the west. For some reason, red natural lips are considered beautiful here in the west as opposed to the reverse which in Somalia is considered a pretty common novelty. Golden stained teeth is another pretty novelty in Somalia. Such is diversity of beauty in strange Somalia.
"Hi Welcome. Nice to meet you walaal. Welcome" Spoke Reiko, in an oddly affectionate & warm manner.. I guess she was in a some sort of pleased and not shocked mood. Obviously pleased to see everything outwardly matching well to her odd traditional standard, she allowed a little eye lash wiggle.. She shook hands with him and allowed him to step into her well decorated living room.
"Your name is Armadhillo Right? " Asked Reiko nervously, and focusing eagle eyes on those dark black lips.
"Yeah. Yeah. Armadillo Sheikh Samaaale. Thats my name. " The date finally spoke, exposing his somewhat strained half way deep voice that was almost fake and pretending. Reiko was neither turned off nor turned on, but intrigued. They went to the sofa, sat down, only to suddenly stand up to go get him some Faanto. The gentleman stood up with her simultaneously, allowing her to excuse herself to the kitchen. Such a gentleman thought Miss charmed Reiko. It took her at least 10 minutes to prepare the Faanto and some ice. As Reiko was about to go back to serve the drinks, she got a text from Gossipy Aunty Basra.
"Eedo Maacaan--i am soooo sorry----my nephew did not make it to your date. He is sick. He just called me right now. So sorry huuno. But he did send his best friend who is a girl to tell you. She is marehaan. Her name is Daughter of Samaale. She should have been with you by now.
Reiko replied "FCUK!"
She quickly peeped through the door knob of her kitchen door. And saw something close to fainting causing disturbance.
The fake Armadhillo Sheikh Samaale un-buttoned her shirt, was adjusting her naaso with the multiple layers of tape she pasted around her chest, around her back to make her chest look flat & naaso-less, and casually buttoned back her shirt.
Reiko slowly retreated backwards, locked the kitchen door, crouched into the kitchen closet & dialed 911 - Hellooo Police????
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Wallahi I was a beast back then.
I think I know now
