‘You missed me?’ asked Katherine, her tone surprised. She shot him a sharp look and hissed, ‘I know how much you missed me.’ Ron urged her to ...alk with him towards the taxi, his hand never leaving her waist. She tried to wriggle out of his grip, but Ron wouldn’t let her go. Not wanting to create a scene, she kept walking. ‘I am sorry, Kat,’ he said remorsefully. ‘The stupid phone was down most of the times and …’ ‘What about payphones and emails?’ she asked, not interested in listening to his. We had to offer to serve them coffee and rusks in bed and to make breakfast to earn our way back into favour again. The day was spent exploring the neighbouring Debegeni Falls, sliding down the moss-slick rocks into icy water so cold it knocked our breath away, and then sunning ourselves afterwards on the crusty sun-baked rocks. It was already autumn, so we didn’t have the normal extremely hot Limpopo temperatures to deal with which we were grateful for when we left the falls to hike up into. Even if she didn’t open the package, she would surely ask me what it was when I returned home.I could hardly focus on work while I was gone. I spent nearly the entire trip imagining the shocked and disgusted reaction on my wife’s face as she opened the package. I thought through lies I could tell if she just asked what it was. I could tell her it was a gift I bought for her, but why? Her birthday wasn’t coming up. Neither was our anniversary or Christmas. So why would I buy her something and. Again jumping to conclusions, there is such a thing as stripping you know! The client can’t touch and it’s the rules, agreed upon before the meeting even takes place. I may be a little lenient with the rules, but for you it’d be purely stripping.” I stayed quiet for a while. I found the idea intriguing but I just didn’t think I could misguide people like that. I’d be a ‘fake’ and that’s what I spent my entire college life fighting and protesting against. “You’d be great y’know?” she said,.