The Mechanic

15

Maeraa sat behind Sebina, plaiting her hair while Tebello washed the dishes in the kitchen. The girl was the best behaved child Sebina had ever had in her life and they were spending a lot more sisterly time together, doing homework and going out now and then.

Tebello had taken to Faizal the very first time she met him and she had fallen in love with Vinter, whom she annoyed Sebina with by constantly asking when his father would bring him over again.

"Leave me alone," she had laughed when Tebello started begging her to invite them for lunch.

Maeraa slapped the back of her head.

"Ouch!" she hissed as she looked at her friend.

"I've been talking to you and you zoned out. I was asking how it's going with your toy boy?"

Sebina simply shrugged.

She had called Maeraa that night after Faizal had given her head and Maeraa had laughed herself silly when Sebina confessed that she could barely stand because her legs were still slightly vibrating now and then for no reason. Maeraa had asked if she could have a piece of Faizal if he really put it down like that.

"I am older than him," Sebina had voiced her concerns.

Maeraa had looked at her like she was crazy. "So?"

"I feel weird about it."

"Are you attracted to him?"

"I mean...yes."

"Is he attracted to you? Actually, don't answer that because he gave you oral sex. That's clearly attraction. I don't see where the problem is with you having fun with someone who likes you just the way you like them."

"What will people say when they find out?"

"Do people feed you? Do they clothe you? Are they oxygen? Nobody does anything for you and you owe nobody an explanation. With that mentality, I am surprised you got this far in life. This Faizal guy sounds like a keeper because honestly, a man that buys me food for no reason and invites me to hang out randomly to watch my favorite shows and cooks for me? Keep him. I can't believe I am encouraging you to go for someone whose finances aren't good when you can clearly afford yourself."

"So I should give it a chance?"

"Yes. I am not talking about serious things but look at you...glowing and shit. He makes you happy, Sebina.Poor dick is the best dick anyway."

Sebina had cackled. "I'm yet to find out. Wish me luck."

And find out she had.

Faizal did not spare anything and Sebina fell for him even more. He had not told her that he liked her but he did everything like a boyfriend in love would do for his girlfriend. Once, he had even taken her out to a kasi (hood) joint, to get some braai (barbeque). She had had a blast, drinking and dancing with him and he had eyes for nobody else even though younger, hotter females had their eyes on him because he was a freaking eyecatch in his t-shirt and jeans. The night ended with a night of mind blowing sex. She hadn't been able to walk the following day because drunk Faizal was a sex machine and freak, refusing to let her out of his sight for even a second.

She couldn't remember the last time she had been wanted like this and handled with such care like a precious and delicate egg.  And she loved it no matter how much she tried not to suffocate Faizal.

"SEBINA!!"

Sebina glared at Maeraa for yelling into her ear. "What the hell?!" she screeched.

"Someone is at the door."

The two heard Tebello's excited voice making its way towards the lounge they were in followed by a deep laughter that made Sebina's inside squirm like butterflies. Maeraa quickly finished up the last braid before letting Sebina get up from the floor.