After a fantastic summer holiday, time when KSB literally became a ”Photo gallery”, KISS agents are back to work with shocking storos that have been unfolding during the summer heat. Obviously, a lot of positive developments have been taking place since the on-set of the summer, just as negative stuff have also been piling up. This is the law of nature that dictates that every action has a reaction.
If you have a positive charge, you must also accept the existence of a negative charge and if the sun shines by day, it might not be a big deal because the moon also shines by night. Just like there is light, we also have darkness and if you know of a boy in town, you ought to know some girl who lives in Stockholm. This is where the storo begins. It is so sensitive that we will just call her “Dagal”.
Tragic as it sounds, she has just hit the streets where all her wares are on sale. Her case is a bit unique because when she arrived in Sweden a couple of months ago to look for them greener pastures, she was a spoilt city gal but she had not yet crossed over to enter into Sokoni world. In short, she was a Mjuaji but she hadn’t graduated into a twilight gal. Now, she is doing “booming business”, selling her goodies liberally to the highest bidder for the night.
The storo was leaked by a Kenyan who has been accommodating her and the leakage only came out after she was dislodged from the room “because of too much activity” in the night. The point was this: She pops up with total strangers well past mid-night and once she shows up, no one goes to sleep until her customer either gets exhausted and sleeps or leaves abruptly after one or two hours. “You just hear the door banging and sometimes, she doesn’t even follow the customer so that she can lock the door because she is too drunk”, a tenant told KSB.
Somehow, she discovered that when she cries when the guest is riding, it fires up the horse but the problem with this arrangement is that she cries so loudly that she wakes up everybody in the flat including the landlord. When the action is in progress, it is reported that no one ever goes to sleep again and when the situation grew from bad to worse, the land lord just ejected her from the flat.
She unknowingly told a lady agent that the reason why she fakes a cry is because when she does so, the bull fires quickly so that she can be free from the weight because many of them do not know how to use their elbows during action. “They think that I am a real horse but they forget that I don’t have four legs”, she told an agent during a swallow at a secret joint mainly used as a “landing pad” during the early hours of the evening.
A “landing pad” is a cheap pub where you begin work at around 19 hrs by buying a cheap drink so that you can waste time, waiting for the night to develop before hitting the jack-pot areas which are reported to be more expensive but very lucrative. If you are lucky on a good day, you could land a customer at the pad before midnight and call it a day.
Now that Dagal has officially joined the Soko gals, it can be assumed that she has undergone the ultimate transformation in this cold wilderness in the North pole. Somehow, Dagal blames some Kenyans for her predicament. An agent attached to the storo said that she is very bitter that when she arrived in Stockholm, she quickly fell for sweet-talking Kenya-Stockholm Bachaleros.
Because of the lure of papers aka Mapepe, she opened her shrine liberally to expose the goods for consumption but then, the consequence is that she began to move from one Bachalero to another as each one of them became more and more slippery.
“It’s my life”
Even after she had been dumped by one Bachalero, another one could convince her using various seductive tricks that she only realized when the Bachalero had jumped bail (refused to make Mapepe). When she told a Bachalero that she had just broken with Bachalero A, the boy’s point of departure was to blame her for engaging a “well known player” while at the same time posing as “Mr. Right”. Once she swallowed the bait, the goods would then be consumed “as long as it takes” but once the Mapepe issue began to take center stage, Dagal told an agent that it is at this point that the Bachaleros quickly designed an “exit strategy” before dumping her.
By the way, Dagal is so cute that when you meet her for the first time, it is reported that there is just no way you can fail to talk to her when she weaves that invitative aka electric smile, with her white even teeth on display to make the statement that she knows a lot about Colgate and other dental formulae of the Pepsodent type.
Combined with a dimple, a well kept face, sexy dressing mode, sophisticated ear-rings, luscious lips and other features that enhance beauty and attraction, she is basically the dream-girl of any Bachalero seeking action. After she was dumped thrice, she began to become suspicious but by then, the Bachaleros who had fyekad her were already on a different kind of wave length.
According to the storo, the Bachaleros were saying that the chick is loose. “I could have married her but everybody seemed to know her in town”, a dude told an agent during investigations. According to the Bachalero, everybody seemed to be saying “Hi” when his understanding was that this was a new arrival from the motherland. In yet another case, a Bachalero said that he was not actually sure if they would make it home on a specific night because he wasn’t sure if he was in control because of the many acquaintances.
In one incident, a dude pecked her on the cheecks then proceeded to whisper something in her ear before she returned a huge smile which spoke volumes. When the Bachalero tried to investigate, the chick told him that the guy has HIV and that she doesn’t want him a millimeter close to her. Could Dagal’s social status have scared Kenya-Stockholm Bachaleros?
According to her, she hit the streets as a last resort because after a series of “dumpings”, she could no longer sustain a normal relationship. She became very suspicious with men although at about the same time, she was approached by a “Twilight woman Brovesa” who introduced her to the bizz in exchange for a commission. Although she had no steady BF, Dagal could (for the first time) make real money and become independent. Majority of her customers are white males and when the cash began to roll in, she told an agent that she began to picture the kind of life she had entered into in Sweden – prostitution.
Now, she is so addicted that she no longer cares about what other people say. She argues that no one feeds or clothes her, she has no papers, no job, living in permanent uncertainty while she also says that no one brought her to Sweden. “it’s my life and that is the way it’s going to be because I have to survive”, she told an agent. We ask: Could there have been a better option for Dagal after being used by local Bachaleros and dumped repeatedly?