I am growing up, smells make me go crazy. Yesterday I was okay, today when Ink walked by I got excited. I am not sure what is happening to me. When Ink pees I get randy. Mum caught me and asked me what I was doing, imitating a donkey braying, I must have "Duna stop worrying Ink disease", as that is what mum yells all the time. I was looking up licking my lips and my brain was all going weird. I felt things I never felt before; my chonkie was doing my thinking. I am a growing boy. Mum keeps chasing after me as I want to ride Ink and my body moves to some Congo dancing song.
My nose is huge I guess because I need to smell stuff and find women. I am a boy, a growing young man. I am Nduna Malaika and I am learning about girls.
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