[maniroko]

SHE
It was her tinkling laughter that caught my attention, spontaneous and provocative, I turned and saw her seated with three guys and two other ladies, all white south Africans.
The way the whole table aligned towards her confirmed her as the queen of the group. You know how every group tends to have a focal point, who is like the hub on which the friends revolves, so it appeared in her own case.
It has been a boring three hours waiting for my SAA flight bound for Lagos. Though delighted that I was able to sell my recent film to an internet platform at a good price, but growing tired of the long wait at the airport and to make matters worse, my tablet appeared to be faulty and my I phone battery was down.
I have read the South African papers about 3 times and was fed up with the EFF accuse ANC, ANC accuse EFF dog fight. Its a pity that this country is fast degenerating like my own country. So the gloomy filling was palpable.
However, at that wondrous laughter, I turned and beheld her. And my gloom vanished.
She is about 5,6 in height, slim but curvy in the right places and have this wondrous smile that would charm any person, but for an alpha male, it will send your manhood ticking.
I was engrossed, captivated, enamored and hooked.
Though I could hear her voice, I was unable to pick out what she was saying, but sat and watched her.
It looked like I was more interested in what she was saying than her immediate courtiers, yes courtiers because she held her regal pose like a princess.
I knew I would like to be her friend, but how to get close was a problem.
As a film producer and distributor I have been in many risqué places and situations.
I have slept with a minister's daughter in her father's house, though he was a mere church minister.
Also, once I was in Bulgaria and decided to visit an acquaintance I once met, who is from Dobrich Province, as I strolled through Karvana Village, I could see the people staring and looking, being used to this whenever I go to some places in Europe, I was touched when a woman with boy of about 7 years approached me from across the street.
She politely greeted me and said that her son wanted to meet me, I glanced down at the cute boy and was about to say a greeting when he spat on his finger and tried to wipe my skin. The mother explained that she had been telling him that I did not paint my skin with a dark dye. I could only laugh and walk on.
That same day I went back to Sofia, Bulgaria’s capital city.
Feeling bored, I checked the various cards at my hotel’s lobby and at random chose a club to attend that evening.
Wao! The club was like 4000 people full and all jumping to the techno dance, I walked to the bar and saw the array of drinks, it was there I discovered that vodka has more than 1000 brand, different names, when the bar girl approached me, I just prayed they have what I need.
My needs are simple, really, let me have a double of Hennessey, lemon slices and a bottle of coke and you can bring it on. And the dimpled pretty girl dropped the drinks and lemon slices.
I sat on the bar, took a sip of my drink and looked around, as far as the eyes could see I was the only black guy there.