Sipho had my number. He knew where I stayed after that incident of how we first met. Basically, there was no way I could avoid him. He always found a way around my excuses so I stopped trying.
One day he came to my house, I was glad once more to see that he’d left the taxi behind. I think he could tell that his “profession” made me a little uncomfortable.
It was late and I didn’t want him in the house because I’m against parading all manner of men through my house for my son to see. He kept telling me how special and beautiful I was; that he loved me.
Being complemented like that doesn’t hurt a woman’s ego. But after a while of chatting I had to excuse myself to get back to me son. He handed me an envelope before I got out of his car, telling me to open it once I was in the house.
Unsure what to expect I was surprised to find a stack of money in the envelope. We’d never discussed cash before but for him to offer it to me expecting nothing in return felt like a wonderful gesture. It was he knew that making ends meet as a single mom sometimes feels almost impossible.
That gesture completely changed my mind about him. Not to say I’m a gold digger but I was really touched. He was being kind in the way he knew how.
Sipho invited me to meet some of his friends. I was a little hesitant because I haven’t had the best experiences with taxi drivers in the past. I think he could tell that I was nervous because he kept trying to reassure me.
We went to this well-known chill spot ekasie. Ha! We! Mah! Ootimer with huge bellies playing cards and betting. How could he think that I would have fun at a place like this?
I was upset. I asked him to take me home soon afterwards. The car ride was uncomfortably quiet.
I let myself out of the car and walked quickly to my door. I felt his hand grab my arm and pull me towards him. He leaned in and he kissed. Maybe it was all that emotion I was going through. Maybe I wasn’t thinking straight. But I kissed him back.
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