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Made-Maid Just For Him

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Chapter 1 - Insert 1

This it Aphiwe, your life begins now".

I don't know what excited me the most, getting a job or leaving home. Don't get me wrong I love my and Aunt but the way they treat me sometimes.

Here's a quick description.

My name is Aphiwe Sishi. I was raised by my grandma and aunt. I am from uMsunduzi (Indwedwe). This is not the first time leaving home. I have been away most of my high school life. Now that i'm done with school i have to go look for a job.

My aunt got me a job at La Lucia Ridge as a maid. See now I am very light skinned some call me a yellow bone, other coloured and my friend Sane calls me uMlungu.

I'm 18 years old and very smooth flawless skin.

I am in a taxi on my way Verulam so that i can catch another take to Gateway, when I get there I will wait for my boss to come pick me up. I am nervous, anxious and excited. I know, some would say what exactly is exciting about being a maid. Well it's earning your own money and helping maKhanyile (My grandma).

So I got to Gateway and I waited by the taxi rank. I got a text saying that I should go by McDonald's and they will fetch me in 30 minutes. So I made my way there and waited for someone to come pick me up. I got there quick because I am familiar with the place (yes, I know Gateway like the back of my hand) but that's for another day.

My phone rings;

Me: Hello.

Lady: Where are you?

Me: At McDonald's I'm wearing… - tututu, she dropped the call. I'm still standing there looking at my blank phone when a beautiful lady walks up to me. She looks coloured.

Lady: Aphiwe?

Me: Yes Madam.

Lady: Come, and please don't call me Madam. I'm Amanda.

Me: Yes mam, sorry Amanda.

Lady: Come.

So I follow her out to the parking that's outside across the road. She is taking long strides like a model. I have to keep up with my big heavy bag.

She leads me to a very beautiful car, it's a Mercedes of some sort. I got in and she drove off. She's playing music and singing along when the call comes through.

Amanda: Hey babe.

Guy: Hey. Ukephi?

Amanda: I'm on my way to your place to drop off…" She turns around and looks at me. Asks me for my name once again.

Me: Aphiwe Sishi mam.

Amy: Aphiwe, her name is Aphiwe. When I'm done I'm coming back to work dude you owe me.

Guy: I know babe, will make it up to you.

Amy: Love you, bye.

Guy: Bye.

Amanda: So Aphiwe, what's a dd girl like you doing here, being a maid?

Me: I have to help out my gran.

Amy: You know what ddg means?

Me: Yea, I read a lot of mags my gran brings home.

Amy: oh okay.

We are quiet again. In less than 5 minutes we are at this beautiful house. Maaaan oh man, it's a dream. Those Top Billing type of houses.We went out and she went and opened the house. It was even better inside.

Amy: Okay, im leaving now. You will meet Thoba and Stephany later.

Me: Those are the boss people?

Amy: Yes, come let me show you to your room.

I followed her and got into this room with all kinds of shades of white. It was very elegant and exquisite. "This will be your room. Rest a bit and start on dinner. They will be back in 5 hours, I have to go back to work. Bye"

Me: Bye madam.

Amanda: By the way, you are really beautiful. You should give me tips about skin. Bye.

Weird, I don't use anything for my skin just plain old sunlight to wash my whole body. Oh well let me grab a shower and start cooking. I wonder how Mr and Mrs Evans look like but how come cos Bhut Thoba speaks Isizulu. Oh well.

I was busy preparing dinner while singing to Rihanna when I heard someone clearing his throat… oh my oh my…