LUXOLO

I’ve been keeping in contact with my mother daily, and she sounds happy, if she is happy then I am also happy. I will have to make time and go and see her, these stupid works are demanding, and I’m forever tired. I also work as a waitress at Nando’s restaurant just to get extra cash, actually I want to go back to school. Tonight will be my first night working as a stripper. I am nervous I won’t lie, even though I was practising the dance moves for the past 2 weeks perfecting them, I am hoping & praying that I get all the moves right. These colleagues of mine hate me they think that I slept with Mr Solz for him to promote me, if only they knew the truth they wouldn’t be hating me, actually they would be pitying me. I’m getting ready to go, and do my pole dance when Alicia, the Queen of strippers steps into the room with her heels clicking across the whole entire floor. Alicia is a beautiful woman, but with a bad attitude.

“Don’t think that you’re going to take my spot of being the best just like that. I’m the best of the best I’m sure you and everyone else in this club knows that,” she tells me. I laugh.

Me: “Are you threatened by me? A newbie?” She laughs that mocking laugh, you know it right?

Her: “Me? Threatened by you? A newbie in this game? Girl, You wish.”

Me: “If I’m not a threat to you then why are you so concerned about me stealing your spot light and being the best? Are you doubting yourself?”

Her: “I’m not concerned I was just reminding you that I’m still the queen here. Nobody works the pole like I do, even your long skinny legs won’t help you.”

Me: “The men in the private lounge will be the judge of that tonight. Queen,” she practically rolls her eyes at me.

Her: “They won’t even look your way.”

Me: “Why not? I mean I’m the ‘fresh meat’ in the house, so it’s pretty much obvious that they’ll want to see what I have to offer as the new girl.” Her face turns red she is boiling with anger. I finish doing my face, I wear my heels my breast are bare I’m just thankful that I have portable breasts, I’m also wearing a thong lace. I feel really naked & cheap but I have no choice, but to make Mr Solz happy or else I die, is this how my life is going to be like? Well, at least he doesn’t restrict us from anything, but we must not quit.

“Shall we?” I ask Zama. Alicia is busy perfecting her make-up.

She gives me a nasty look and exit the room while I follow behind her. We get to the VVIP lounge, and there are men already seated with money in their hands, some women must be stressing & crying wherever they are because half of these men are married men. As soon as we get to the stage they start whistling and the music starts playing, I take a deep breathe and hope that I don’t fumble my steps, luckily for me this mask is hiding my face. You can only see the eyes, nothing else. My hands come into contact with the thick pole, and the men cheer with so much excitement… I get in the mood, thanks God to Gordon’s dry gin, and that one joint. Guess I’m doing it right because all eyes are on me and the money they are showering me with speaks volumes, I did not want to focus on Alicia I know that she is fuming wherever she is. She must bare in mind that this is business, and in this business we are in a competition! At the end of the night we all want to come out at the top, you have to give it your best.

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SANELE

Cindy decides to drop by unexpectedly, the last time I saw her was when Killa came by unannounced, I’m still mad at him for doing what he did depriving me of sex. We are in bed she is laying her head on my chest, we’ve just finished making love. Or should I say sex because we did not use a condom? My phone rings, I look at the screen and it is Tshego my friend.

“Sure,” I answer.

Him: “When last did you talk to Luxolo?” Why is he asking me about her knowing very well that I dumped her?

Him: “Oh, I almost forgot that you guys broke up, hade to bother you bruh wami.”

Me: “Sharp,” hanging up.

“Who was that?” Cindy ask lifting her head to look at me.

Me: “One of my friends.”

Her: “Okay… I love you,” that was unexpected. Wait, why would she say she loves me when she’s married? It doesn’t help that I love her too. Do I really? I take her left hand, and select her left finger, and there is a ring mark. “chuckling”

Me: “Are you married?” She gasp, and starts coughing. I guess she is taken aback by what I just asked her, and she is thinking of a good believable answer. “I asked a question Cindy,” She sits upright and looks at me.

Her: “Yes I am married, but I don’t love him I love you,” she tells me sincerely. She looks serious.

Me: “Okay, divorce him then and be with me.”

Her: “What? I can’t do that. He is my husband Sanele.”

Me: “But you said you don’t love him, so why don’t you divorce him, and be with me?” She sneers.

Her: “Because it’s impossible. Please don’t ruin what we have going on for nothing that’s not there,” I laugh.

Me: “Right. Tell you what; I will give you 21 days to think whether you want to be with me, or your so-called husband. And make a wise decision, a decision that you won’t regret.”

Her: “You don’t have to give me days I know who my heart yearns for. I’ll be in the bathroom, and remember that I love you.”

Me: “Cool,” She gets off bed, and wear my T-shirt. I guess she is disappointed because I did not return the L word… “Run us a bath there so long, I’ll bring my sexy self in a few”, I wink at her. She laughs and disappears to the bathroom. I take my phone, and call Tshego back he sounded like he wanted to tell me something important about Luxolo.

“Tshego’s phone hello”, Some girl answers his phone.

Me: “What business do you have with Tshego’s phone?”

Her: “How is that any of your business? Did you buy him this phone? And the who the hell are you?” Bitch be rude, yuck.

Me: “Tell him I called he must get back to me asap.”

Her: “I’ll pass the message.”

Me: “You… (bitch hangs up) Who on earth is this rude bitch? Tshego and fucking all these nonsense girls will be the death of me one of these days I swear. I get off bed clicking my tongue and go and join Cindy in the bath, I wonder who her husband is I will need to research about him.

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TSAKANI

A month later still no information of this mystery girl I’m becoming impatient I sometimes think that Lee is not doing his job right. I had to hire 3 more private investigators and they all don’t know or find this girl, it’s nerve wrecking it was going to be better if I had a picture of her. It’s like she just vanished into thin air, ai, but for now I have to get these thoughts of finding her out of my mind because we have a mission to carry. I can’t work while distracted, I must be sober minded. My phone rings I’m hoping it is Lee and he has some information for me, I’m disappointed when I see a name of one of my contacts more like an informant, but this call is much more important…

“Talk to me.”

“The trucks are leaving now, and there are 3 security cars that will be escorting them, all in all you are going to deal with 12 people, the guards are heavily armed. They will be using the north route since it’s not that busy at night, I’ve got to go now before they catch me,” he hangs up. Well this will be an easy mission for me.

I gathered all my boys in my house. In whatever mission we are going to do we start by praying, asking God for strength & courage, and to be with us through our missions Besides, God loves us all he has no favourites. We are all created in his image right? Of which means that; we are God ourselves. That’s why we always pray. We wear our bullet proofs vests, taking our guns

and head into our different cars. These cars are bullet proofed and have hard metals instilled in them so it is not that easy to knock them down, me & Rambo will be driving the tanks. Rambo is one of my trusted man, I’ve known him since our university days he was one quiet young man with under lying heavy conditions. 

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[NARRATED]

The X-Gang (Tsakani’s gang) are patiently waiting for the trucks to pass by they’ve been waiting for the past 30 minutes. They are with 2 girls who were to distract the securities the girls are beautiful and have thick bodies. They are in short dresses they are posing as prostitutes in distress, they all positioned themselves accordingly. The first security car passes by, and one of the girls appears from out of nowhere and runs straight to the oncoming car. The guards hesitate to stop at first, but eventually do upon seeing that she is in distraught.

“Plea… Please help me,” she tells them immediately as the window rolls down. She is shaking, her make up is ruined, her mascara is mixed with tears and her hair is messy.

“What happened to you?” One of the guards ask stepping out of the car.

“The… They…” She can’t talk, the other girl appears too running straight to the guards car whilst the guards are busy questioning the first girl. As soon as she get to it, Men appear out of the bushes and walk towards the car, pointing their guns towards the guards. The guards that remained in the car quickly take their guns on top of the dash board… Before they can even start shooting, multiple gun shots are fired at them, and they die on the spot. The first truck passes by, little did the truck driver know that he was not going to arrive at his destination, as soon as the truck driver approaches the four way, one Tank comes speeding and bumps the truck passengers door with force making the truck driver to lose control, the driver swerves into the empty road until it comes into a complete halt.

The other guards car has punched tyres, after the second truck passes some of the guys throw sharp objects across the streets making the 3rd guards car to stop abruptly almost losing control, but the driver’s driving skill saved them before the car could even roll over. Amanga & Volcano fire shots at the guards, and the guards start shooting back, bullets are flying in the air, but to the guards dismay all of them go down. They are over powered they have no escape, some of the gang members drive away with the trucks carrying Amor’s possessions. They are happy for a job well done, 4 Lamborghini’s in their possession, now all they need to do is to spray paint them and put them up for auction. Dante invites them to go and celebrate their victory in one of the nearest pub in his hood, so that when they had enough they will sleep at his place. This was almost one clean hijacking they had in years, and came back as they left, no one harmed, or dead. It does deserve some celebration indeed.

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LUXOLO

I’m now sitting in the bar table drinking some cocktail I’m done with my so not exciting job anyway thinking about my messed up life, nxa fuck. I’m wearing a coat covering my half naked self the shame & embarrassment I’m feeling right now is indescribable, I feel so cheap. The way those men have been touching me was not so pleasant I felt violated, but ke I need the money. Fuck, I wipe my tears that are making it’s way down my cheeks.

As I’m sitting here thinking of a way to get away from this place before I sink into deep into this dark depressing world, even alcohol won’t help in this case yi hurricane situation. I smell a strong cologne from behind me it smells bad I don’t want to lie. Whoever the person is settles next to me.

“Bring the lady another one of whatever she’s having,” the man tells the barman. I look at him and he looks pretty young, he looks like he is around 30-32 years old he is wearing a three piece suit, he is hot maaen, but not my cup of coffee.

“Thanks,” I tell him facing the other direction.

Him: “Armor is the name.”

Me: “Luna,” from the corner of my eye he extends his hand for a handshake I give him mine, and he kisses it.

Him: “What a unique name you have there. Anyway, your place or guest house?” I chuckle, and take a sip of my cocktail.

Me: “Neither.” Gulping down the remaining cocktail in my glass.

Him: “Why not? I liked how you were working that pole it turned me on. I then wondered how it would be like having you on top of me, and doing me like you did with that pole,” this is the shit I don’t like!

Me: “I’m not a prostitute I’m a stripper. I dance not fuck around with random customers.”

Him: “I’m not a random customer, I’m Armor.”

Me: “I don’t give a shit about who you are. You are more like a stranger to me, now if you may please excuse me I have somewhere to be,”

Him: “I’m always here for you.”

Me: “Don’t you have a wife waiting for you at home, or something?” He just smirks and that annoys me.

“There you are! I’ve been looking for you everywhere.” Aranele says kissing his cheek. She then gives me the “WTF are you doing with my man” look. Ey, girls from this club annoy the shit out of me. I’m tolerating them because we work together, if it wasn’t for that I would’ve roughed them up a bit. Oh, and we must keep it professional.

Growing up as a kid I was known to be a bully, and boy did I not bully them school kids? I sure did, I stopped when Muzi threatened me that he will take me to jail, and I will stay there for a week until I stop being a bully. He showed me jail videos, and how they treat newbies there, yhey kwaba no more bullying for me.

Him: “And here I am. Ready to go?” He holds her waist more like his hand is in her butt. I see Aranele closing her eyes and biting her lower lip, Oh My G! He is finger fucking her in front of me. The level of disrespect these 2 are showing me is beyond me. I wave at the barman to give me another glass of Mojito what I like about this job is that we don’t pay for alcohol, we just order and drink till we’ve had enough, drinking with a mask on is a mission, but as long as it hides my face I’m all for it.

“Urhm… Lux can I talk to you,” Aranele says to me her voice is carrying attitude. I’ve even forgotten about them. I  turn and look at her annoyed.

Her: “Babe can you please go and wait for me in the car, I’ll be with you shortly”.

Armor: “Alright sweets”. He kisses her cheek and spanks her ass she giggles like a little school girl who just started dating, Armor winks at me and walks away. Trash.

Her: “I want you to listen to me and listen to me very carefully. Stay the hell away from Armor. Don’t look his way or walk in the same path with him because I will kill you, you don’t know me,” I laugh. “You can laugh all you want, but I’m dead serious. You think you all that just because the gentleman liked you, and that they want to book you for their private dance sessions, doesn’t mean you all that. Me & Alicia still run this place and those men you saw there are our territory. They will use you and toss you like a tasteless chappies.”

Me: “If all these ‘men’ you claim are your ‘territory’ why did your so-called ‘boyfriend’ wanted us to book a guest house or go to my place to give him a good fuck? I mean he even bought me a cocktail. Now this can only mean one thing; you don’t know your job when it comes to the bedroom.”

Her: “You filthy bitch!” She slaps me so hard in such a way that my head starts spinning, I did not even see it coming, I taste my own blood. I hold her neck strangling her she can’t breath…

Me: “Do that shit again, and your ancestors will do a welcoming ceremony for you. You don’t dare lay your filthy hands on me, are we clear?” She nods with tears streaming down her cheeks. I let go of her, and she coughs trying to regain her voice.

“Go and fix yourself we don’t want your boyfriend questioning you about what happened to you now, or do we?” She nods and hurries away and go to the ladies room, these girls don’t know that I am from the ghetto, I grew up playing rough, and playing with boys. I continue drinking my cocktail the club is half empty now, and that means it’s time for me to leave and go to my shack and relax. I grab my bag on top of the bar counter and gulp down my remaining mojito then I get up from my chair, and walk out going to the transport outside I’m sure they are waiting for, and pissed off they hate being kept waiting, nxa.