Meal Ticket 2/5

By Drum Digital
15 July 2014

Lerato stopped to gasp for some air and then she continued. “He was tall, with a neatly trimmed beard, bald head and he wore this suit. Chomee, I don’t know anything about suits, but that one looked expensive. When he smiled, I saw the whitest teeth I’d ever come across. His black shoes reflected the light from the chandelier almost as well as his bald head.”

“Was it love at first sight?” Pinky asked. “No, it wasn’t, but he had a very strong presence. That’s what kept me interested. I walked over and asked if I could help him with anything. He told me that he’d just wanted to come over to apologise on behalf of a client for not cancelling the reservation earlier,” Lerato said, with her face cupped into her hands.

“I called my manager and left. But just as I was about to close the restaurant door, he called out behind me, asking me how I was getting home. I told him I was planning to take a taxi, and he offered me a lift in his car,” Lerato said. “Please tell me you told him no. You can’t just accept rides from strange men, Lerato!” Pinky exclaimed. She always stressed safety

to her friend, but Lerato was never very careful. “Come on, tell me you at least said no!” Pinky repeated. “But Pinky, how do you think I got here?” Lerato said, ignoring the disappointment on her friend’s face. “Don’t get me wrong, at first I wanted to say no, but he was so polite – he’s a perfect gentleman. And he’s a grown man, or as I like to call him, an antique – an expensive older man! I just felt so safe around him. He reminds me of my Communications lecturer from first year,” Lerato said, with a huge smile of her face.

“I thought you were over older men? Do you even remember what happened the last time?” Pinky asked. The disappointment on Pinky’s face deepened as Lerato talked. Then Lerato looked at the ceiling as if the memories of what her friend was referring to were written all over it. Pinky shuddered as she remembered how she’d been forced to summon campus security guards after the furious lecturer’s wife had tried to strangle Lerato in her own residence room. Lerato smiled. “Listen – how can I ever forget that? I feel safe with this man.

And anyway, David isn’t married. I know because he wasn’t wearing a wedding band,” Leratosaid carelessly to her friend as she got up to get ready for bed. “We stopped for drinks at some fancy club along the way. He was so busy talking about the weather. You know how old guys are! I wasn’t really listening. I was still just settling into this beautiful, classy and calm place.”

To be continued...

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