The Mechanic

16

Bert walked into the garage where Sebina was currently fitting new tires onto a Hilux, her back bent as she rotated the handle of the jack to lift the car off the ground slightly.

"We need to talk," he said.

She turned and looked up at him, surprised to see him because she hadn't seen or heard from him in almost three weeks now but that was because he had apparently been out of the country.

She and Faizal had been going good and strong during Bert's absence, so strong in fact, that he had even introduced her to his friends, some of whom gave them mixed reactions after discovering that Sebina was older than Faizal. She had even overheard someone whispering, "sugar mommy", especially after she had bought the whole table rounds of drinks and two bottles of Moët just to make Faizal proud to have someone like her.
This had been the reason she was hesitant to label what they had...she felt like she sometimes embarrassed him by being 'the older woman', chasing after a young man.  Only one friend seemed to like Sebina and that was Faizal's closest friend, the one Faizal had bombarded with sex stories non-stop.

More words like "old hag", nasty comments like "she's trying to buy dick and love from our friend"..."at least she bought us expensive drinks, let's drink her money because she has lots of it." followed.

Faizal had also overheard and without a word, he had taken the bottles Sebina had paid for, put them all inside the ice bucket and carried the drinks over to the next table of giggly girls that were having a birthday party celebration.

"Happy Birthday," he had said to the love struck birthday girl. "Drinks on my girlfriend over there." He pointed to Sebina who just kept quiet at the word girlfriend.

The girls made their way to Sebina and took turns hugging her and thanking her, especially for the Moët. She had smiled and looked at Faizal who had kissed her in front of his friends.

"I think we should go to a gentlemen's club, don't you?" he asked her then turned to his best friend and grabbed his hand. "Wanna see some big booties?" he asked with a grin.

The best friend immediately gulped the rest of his beer and left with the couple, leaving the rest of the other friends shocked with an empty table while the birthday girls at the next table got drunk on free alcohol.

Sebina had apparently given Faizal the best head of his life in a private booth at the gentlemen's club, both drunk and high out of their minds from the drinking and vapes that came with the payment of a booth. Faizal may have been drunk but he remembered every detail and told her all of them the following day.

They were very happy. Unlabelled.

As for Bert, she had just two more months left of their contract and then she would be cutting off all ties to him after their two minute relationship.

"Hello to you too," she said. She no longer harbored ill feelings towards him and she had forgiven him but she had not forgotten. She led him to her office and he sat down.

"Can I get you anything to drink?"

He stared at her, contemplating. "I have an offer for you," he said.

"I'm listening."

Bert placed his arms on the desk top, his fingers tip to tip. "I know you absolutely hate me and I understand but...I think you might like what I have to offer."

Sebina frowned. "Ok?"

"I am willing to make it worth your while if...if you agree to come with me to Cameroon. For a week for a work function."

A free trip to another country? That was really nice of Bert but there had to be a catch somewhere. But she was going to milk this for what it was worth. "What's in it for me? I'm leaving my business behind with no one to run it for me."