A dramatic story of how girls are surviving in these major towns. A story full of fake love, fake promises, deceit heartbreaks e.t.c, and sometimes, it becomes dangerous as girls try to live above their means, while not really wanting to work for some of their own reasons and some due to the tough economic situation making company which employ many in towns liquidate. The story features Nancy, a 27-year old single-mother of a girl who is 5 years as the story begins whose sole purpose is to live and survive with little about anyone she interacts with. The story goes on to show that some girls are ready for anything in the city as long as she lives to see another day.
"Mum, I am hungry." The little girl looking at her mother says as she lay on top of the bed looking at her mother who was holding a smartphone.
Mum! I said I am hungry!" the little girl nearly screamed.
"We will get something to eat in a few moments, relax." Nancy told her daughter.
"When is that? You have been telling me that since morning." Lydia, the little girl told her mother while keenly looking at her.
Nancy did not respond but concentrated on whatever she was doing on her smartphone. She would occasionally smile before going on with whatever she was doing.
"Darling, we will eat nice food today, we will eat chicken and chips, now, come on, I want you to take me a photo. Hurry up." Nancy told the little girl.
At the mention of Chicken and chips, the little girl quickly stood up.
Nancy hurriedly wore a short dress, so short such that all her voluptuous thighs were exposed. She put on a red dress, stood at a clear corner of her bedsitter and told her daughter, "Take mummy a photo..."
The little girl took her mother a photo.
"Take some more!" Nancy told her daughter. She made several poses, some standing, some turned against the wall with one of her legs slightly raised off the floor and her face turned at an angle.
"Mum, you are beautiful, and smart, are you going out?" Lydia asked her mother.
Nancy Awiti, a 27 years old single mother had learned the art of survival in the City. The medium height lady of 5 feet 4 inches had a shape to die for. Her well rounded hips, small waist, chocolate complexion and a perfectly smooth skin would turn heads whenever she walked.
"Thank you, take me some more photos..." Nancy told her daughter.
The little girl gladly took her mother more photos.
"Thank you!" Nancy told her daughter. She then resumed on her bed, at the edge where she sat and continued chatting.
The little girl resumed playing with some toys she was playing with on her mother's bed.
Nancy continued to chat with a man she was engaging at the other end. She did not even care knowing his name. She quickly uploaded several photos to the man via WhatsApp.
NANCY: That ass is all yours to bang!
MAN: Wow! what a nice figure! God created you when he had just had breakfast.
NANCY: Thank you, when do want to get this ass?
MAN: Where are you?
NANCY: In Mtwapa.
MAN: I am in Nairobi, that is too far.
NANCY: Not far someone who is serious.
MAN: I am a very busy man.
NANCY: Then forget banging this ass, I want someone willing.
MAN: No, no! wait. But I am available at night.
NANCY: But you are far.
MAN: What if you come over?
NANCY: I don't have money. (Nancy quickly sends another more revealing photo)
MAN: Wow! what a pair of nice thighs!
NANCY: Thank you, send me your photo too.
MAN: Ok (He quickly uploads a photo. He is a tall gentleman, around 6 feet, slender and neat)
NANCY: Are you an accountant?
MAN: No.
NANCY: What are you? Sorry for the many questions.
MAN: Web designer.
NANCY: Wow! nice!
MAN: What about you?
NANCY: I work as a cashier in a hotel here in Mtwapa. (Nancy lied)
MAN: I have never been to Mtwapa.
NANCY: You board a dreamline and it will bring you right here. It is just Kshs 2500 one-way ticket. I wish to meet you, you are so handsome, and I love tall men...
MAN: I will invite you this weekend.
NANCY: I don't have money, honey.
MAN: Money is not a problem. I think itis 5,000 to and from isn't it?
NANCY: I hate having exact amount. Honey, I am broke and I really need to meet you.
MAN: Ok, sorry.
NANCY: Send some money for fare and I will bring this ass right at your door. You bang it all night until you say it is enough. (Nancy quickly uploads another photo)
MAN: Wow! what a nice ass! You are making me hard.
NANCY: I wanna see it.
MAN: What?
NANCY: That dick.
MAN: Send me yours first.
NANCY: (She uploads a photo partially showing her pussy, her large thighs making it difficult to see everything)
MAN: I must bang this pussy, hold on.
NANCY: I am in love with you already.
MAN: Ok, if I send you 8,000 will that be enough for fare to and fro?
NANCY: More than enough.
The guy takes about two minutes. As Nancy sat there waiting, a text makes her phone to vibrate. She quickly confirms. She had just received 8,100 from the mystery man.
Nancy quickly logs in to her WhatsApp.
NANCY: Wow! God bless you so much.
MAN: I am expecting you on Friday.
NANCY: This ass will be yours to smash all weekend.
MAN: I am gonna drive you crazy with orgasms. (Man sends his dick. Nancy looks at it. It is a long but thin dick)
NANCY: Wow! what a nice dick, am gonna suck it until you cum in my mouth.
MAN: Looking forward to.
NANCY: Honey, I wanna do something for a few minutes, will you excuse me for a while?
MAN: Its ok, I am gonna be here when you come back.
NANCY: I love you.
MAN: I love you too.
Nancy logs off fast.
Nancy looked at her daughter who was still playing with her toys.
"Mum, I told you we are going to eat..."
Nancy had not even finished when her daughter said, "Chicken and chips!"
"Dress up fast, we are going at the restaurant and we will eat, drink soda and come back here to watch some TV." Nancy told her daughter. She quickly dressed up her daughter.
Nancy also wore some other dress fast, a long brown dress that went all the way to her ankles. She picked her daughter.
As Nancy walked towards the staircase, she told herself: With stupid men all over internet, I can never sleep hungry.
Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."
On the day of their wedding anniversary, Joshua's mistress drugged Alicia, and she ended up in a stranger's bed. In one night, Alicia lost her innocence, while Joshua's mistress carried his child in her womb. Heartbroken and humiliated, Alicia demanded a divorce, but Joshua saw it as yet another tantrum. When they finally parted ways, she went on to become a renowned artist, sought out and admired by everyone. Consumed by regret, Joshua darkened her doorstep in hopes of reconciliation, only to find her in the arms of a powerful tycoon. "Say hello to your sister-in-law."
Desperate to handle her grandmother's towering medical bills, Gianna agreed to a contract marriage with Tristan, the enigmatic man she'd once shared a one-night stand with. She assumed they'd fulfill each other's needs and dissolve the arrangement once the terms expired. Unbeknownst to Gianna, this marriage was a dream Tristan had clung to for ten relentless years. Certain she was just filling someone else's role, Gianna prepared to leave when that other woman returned. But Tristan, his eyes burning with unspoken emotion, seized her trembling hand and declared, "You’re mine. Now and always."
As a simple assistant, messaging the CEO in the dead of night to request shares of adult films was a bold move. Bethany, unsurprisingly, didn't receive any films. However, the CEO responded that, while he had no films to share, he could offer a live demonstration. After a night filled with passion, Bethany was certain she'd lose her job. But instead, her boss proposed, "Marry me. Please consider it." "Mr. Bates, you're kidding me, right?"
Madisyn was stunned to discover that she was not her parents' biological child. Due to the real daughter's scheming, she was kicked out and became a laughingstock. Thought to be born to peasants, Madisyn was shocked to find that her real father was the richest man in the city, and her brothers were renowned figures in their respective fields. They showered her with love, only to learn that Madisyn had a thriving business of her own. "Stop pestering me!" said her ex-boyfriend. "My heart only belongs to Jenna." "How dare you think that my woman has feelings for you?" claimed a mysterious bigwig.
Rachel used to think that her devotion would win Brian over one day, but she was proven wrong when his true love returned. Rachel had endured it all—from standing alone at the altar to dragging herself to the hospital for an emergency treatment. Everyone thought she was crazy to give up so much of herself for someone who didn’t return her feelings. But when Brian received news of Rachel’s terminal illness and realized she didn’t have long to live, he completely broke down. "I forbid you to die!" Rachel just smiled. She no longer needed him. "I will finally be free."