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I thanked Mr. Atati and his driver, for all their help, and for the meal. I then went over to my new apartment, to unpack, and put things away. I put my shoeboxes in the bottom of the closet, then folded the large shopping bags, and placed them on the shelf. I then started unloading my suit cases, and putting things in the chest-of-drawers. I put everything in drawers, from the first suitcase, and a few things from the second suitcase. But I left a lot of things in the second suitcase, that I knew I wouldn’t be needing. I put everything I bought while in Ghana, and everything from Mr. Atati, in a separate drawer.

I now had everything put away, so I got a soft drink, then sat down in the lounge chair, and turned on the TV. I surfed the channels, before settling on a African wildlife show. I finished my drink, and watching the TV show. So I got up and went in to take a shower. After my shower I tried on the sleep outfit, it was a bit daring. The shorts were made of a silk like material, that clung to my body. The shirt was made from the same material, it came down just about an inch below the top of the shorts, and clung to my body.

I put my lounging shorts on, and sat back down to watch TV. When I turned on the TV, the same channel had another African wildlife program on, so I just left it there and watch the program. I then went to the bathroom, and got ready for bed. I set my alarm for seven o’clock, since breakfast was between seven thirty and eight o’clock. I then took off my lounging shorts, and crawled into bed.

When my alarm went off, I got up and shaved, then washed up for breakfast.. I put on the outfit Mr. Atati ask me to wear, and waited until twenty minutes to eight, then went to Mr. Atati’s living quarters. I knocked on the door, and the driver let me in, Mr. Atati was sitting on the plush sofa. He said he was glad to see me wearing his latest sleeping outfit, said it was very sexy looking. He then invited me to join him on the sofa, and said breakfast would be ready shortly.

I joined him on the sofa, and he ask how I slept last night . I told him I slept very soundly, and didn’t wake up until my alarm went off. He ask me what I thiught of the apartment, and had I found everything satisfactory. I told him I really liked the apartment, and that everything was more than satisfactory. The driver then came from the kitchen, and said breakfast was ready.

We went into the kitchen dinning area for breakfast, and Mr. Atati motioned for me to sit in the chair on the side of the table. Mr. Atati then sat at the end of the table, and mentioned the drive sat at the other end, near the kitchen door. The driver soon came out with our breakfast, which consisted of scrambled eggs, what looked like Canadian bacon, toast and raspberry jelly, and somekind of sliced melon. The driver then sat at the other end of the table, and we all enjoyed a great breakfast.

Once we had finished, Mr. Atati excused himself, saying he was going to get dressed for the day. He told me to stay there, and enjoy anything else I might want. I did finish off the two pieces of toast left, with raspberry jelly. The driver said he would clear the table later, and start on things in the kitchen. When I finished with the toast, I opened the kitchen door, and ask if I could help. He look surprised, but said I could clear off the table, and bring things into the kitchen.

I did as he requested, and put thing on a counter. I put the jelly and the melons in the refrigerator, along with th bacon. He then ask if I could scrape out the bowls and plates, which I did. He was loading everything into a dishwasher, which surprised me, because I hadn’t seen dishwashers in private homes. He did wash a few things by hand, all the large kitchen knives, and a large tray. When he started washing the tray, I ask where he kept the kitchen towels. He told me so I got one out, and dried the tray, while he washed the knives. I dried the knives as he washed them. Then I cleaned the kitchen table, while he cleaned the kitchen. When I finished with the table, I told him I would be leaving. He thanked me for my help, and said no one had ever done that before.

I went back over to my apartment, and got dressed for the day. Shortly I heard a knock at the door, it was the driver, and he ask when I wanted to go to the gym. I told him anytime it was convenient for him. He laughed and said how about now, I told him sure. I went and got my gym bag, and returned to the living room. We took the elevator down, and walked over to the garage. He opened the garage and we got in the car, then he drove me to the gym.