Loose Zip Episode 1 By Kwenisto What happened to me should not happen to any1. I learnt it the hard way. Yes. Am sitting here thinking very hard and I wish to reverse life but its not possible. But I hope what I will share here with you will help and open eyes for some of you. By the way my name is Jack Malete from Bochum. Am 29 years and am dark, tall and with a very charming smile. Am handsome. Most of your ladies in Polokwane know me. I used to drive ladies crazy. From Seshego, Mmotong. Moletjie, Turfloop Campus, LebCow, Potties and even Pta I was known. You can imagine. But that is history. How did it all start? After completing my with UL I had to hustle for job like any1. So I saw a loop hole so I took a chance. I had to create contacts with government. I knew who had power and I knew who could help me prosper. So I became a tender dude. I applied for a tender so I knew some guy who had authority within tender board. He approached me and he told me how things are done for one to win a tender. It doesnt matter how good your presentation can be but if they are not going to benefit, just forget it. The project was for RDP in extension 44 outside Polokwane. The project was worth R10 million. I had to promise them R1million kick back. It was a done-deal. I won the tender. I used only R5million for the whole project. That meant 4million into my personal account and R1million for kick back. That was just like a drop of water into the ocean. Now I became a millionaire over night. I bought a house in Broadland, red GTI, mini-cooper and ofcourse a new bike. I joined Bike Crew. That meant I was among the big bras in town. I was the most famous in the group. Then started calling me Loose Zip. You know ladies ba rata dilo. Once you become a biker or drive a fancy car they dont care wether you married or taken. They can be stupid sometimes. Me and my group mates we used to call them Stock. We had Turf Stock, Polokwane Stock, Seshego Stock and we had the hottest stock from Pta. We just had to scroll down our phones and decide which stock to bang that weekend. No chick will ever say no to us. We were known. We were respected. We were known to start big parties in town. When we got to Cofi we were treated with respect. Our ladies had to have that thing you know. No low level class kind of lady, unless we wanted to have one stand with you. That was us. One night during Beach Party we organised stock sa Turf. We went to fetch them. On our arrival at the stadium, I realised that our Seshego stock was there too. (Episode 2 coming) *Not a True strory*
Posted on: Mon, 13 Oct 2014 10:43:05 +0000
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