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The next morning my alarm sounded at seven O’clock, and I got started for the day. After shaving, I put on my sleeping outfit, and went across to Mr. Aatati’s appartment Quophi let me in, then went to the kitchen, to finish with breakfast. I sat on the sofa with Mr. Atati, and we talk a few minutes, before Quophi announced breakfast was ready.

After breakfast, Mr. Atati excused himself, saying he needed to change, and get down to his store. I told him I would bring the clothes, from last night, down to his store, as soon as I was dressed. Mr. Atati told me to keep them in my closet, that they belonged to me. This is when I started to see myself as a kept man. I just brushed it off, and decided to enjoy my good luck.

I did go downstairs to the store, and thanked Mr. Atati for the clothes. He just told me, his goodlooking boy needed nice things. I was really embarrassed, and I’m sure Mr. Atati noticed, he just laughed, and said your welcome. I stayed in the store, and helped putout some of the new stock. I went back upto my appartment, and just sat down in the lounge chair. I just sat there thinking about last night, and what a great time I had. I thought to myself, how lucky can you be, just enjoy it, for as long as you can.

I went across to Mr. Atati’s appartment, and ask Quophi if I could help with lunch. He just pulled me into the appartment, and said you bet. You can tell by some of the phrases you hear, Ghanans are big movie watchers. I helped out in the kitchen, then set the table. Quophi called Mr.Atati, and told him lunch was ready.

Mr. Atati arrived, and we all sat down for lunch. While we were eating, Mr. Atati said we were all going out for dinner tonight. After eating, Mr.Atati told me to come on down to the store, and get dressed for the night. I stayed and helped Quophi clean up the kitchen. Then I went across to my appartment.

I went to the bathroom, did what was needed, and washed. I then went downstairs to the store, so Mr. Atati could dress me for the night. I still get embarrassed stripping for Mr. Atati, even though I keep my briefs on. I tried on many different outfits, I commented I liked the white slacks, and he agreed with me. Now we needed to find the right shirt and right jacket, to go with the slacks. We picked a pale green shirt that was form fitting, and clung to my body. He settled on a dark green form fitting jacket. So I now had my uniform for tonight’s dinner, at Mr. Atati’s favorite restaurant.


After taking the clothing upto my appartment, I got a soft drink out and sat down. I turned on the TV, but couldn’t find anything I wanted to watch. So I just sat there, in the lounge chair, and thought about what the night would be like.

When time for our nightly dinner came, I had already dressed, and was waiting for time to leave. I had my appartment door open, so I would save Quophi from having to knock. He was wearing the same black suit, that he wore last night. When I reach my door, Quophi looked at me, and said very sexy. I said thank you, even though his remark embarrassed me. We went down to the garage, and I opened the door for Mr. Atati, and after closing his door, I went around and got in on the other side. We then headed to the restaurant.

Once we arrived, Mr.Atati and I got out of the car, while Quophi parked the car. We were greeted by the owner, and told him we were waiting on Quophi. Once Quophi joined us, the owner had a waiter take us to Mr. Atati’s table. After siting and giving our orders, we waited for the food. When the food arrived, I did my scheduled move. I stood up and removed my jacket, and placed it on the back of my chair. I sat down and enjoyed my meal. Once we were through, I stood up and put on my jacket. I then pulled out Mr. Atati’s chair, so he could get up. We then all headed four the door, while everyone was watching us.

When we arrived home, Quophi let us out and took the car to the garage. Mr. Atati and I then road the elevator up to our apartments, and bid each other a Goodnight. I went to my apartment, and changed into my lounging shorts. I got a soft drink and sat in the lounge chair, and turned on the TV. I was starting to surf for something to watch, when I heard a knock on the door. I figured it was Quophi, wanting to know about tomorrows schedule. But when I open the door, there stood Mr. Atati.

He looked surprised when he saw me, and apologized for his late visit. He commented on how sexy I looked in my shorts, and I thanked him, while feeling my embarrassment. I invited him in, and ask if he wanted something to drink, he replied no. He told me he wanted to ask me about our dinner at the restaurant. He wanted to know, what kind of reactions I noticed from the other customers. He said he kept eating, rather than checking crowd reactions.

I told him the crowd, as usual, didn’t take their eyes off us. I told him they were all watching and whispering, when I stood up and removed my jacket. I told him I was sure everyone got a good look, at the outfit I was wearing. I commented about seeing someone taking pictures, and that yes, we were photographed. He said good, those photos will be in tomorrows paper, and on tomorrows TV news. I ask him what he ment, and he said he arranged everything for publicity. He then thanked me, and ssid it was his bedtime.

After he left, I just sat down, and though about what Mr. Atati had said. I realized my photo would be all over the news the next day, and wondered what kind of effect that would have. I finally got up, went to the bathroom and got ready for bed. I pulled off my “sexy” lounge shorts and crawled in bed.