I never got to formally introduce myself when I began my tale. My name is Thandeka Mkhize but my friends out there call me Kboogie. I am I.65 in height light skinned. I have a size 32 waist though I sometimes I swear it manifests itself as a 34. Yeah I know as all girls do its got a life of its on. I am not very churchy but I was brought up right with rules and what not. I grew up in Mooi River but I guess you already know that. I know all the boys want to here this part I lost my virginity in my grade 11 to some loser who cheated on me with my cousins friend and yes my cousin knew about and never told me. Boy code he said in his apology after I found out. By the time I went to university I had slept with two guys and yes that sounds sluttish to some but count how many people you have slept with before you judge. If you have more than 5 in five years then I guess we in the same boat. I know having a rugby team under your belt is the new normal but I am a small town girl 5 is a big number. I am the first to admit that although I am not a liker of things I often lead myself into trouble and temptation because of my curiosity. I have gotten drunk a few times but never passed out. Its kinda hard to do so when you live at home with mum and dad. Mum I am sure was a detective in a past life though because she always seemed to know when you did something. Its like she worked on CSI or something. So yes I was good girl most of the time. The most mischevious thing I had done hitherto was jump the fence and go to a party three houses down my street. I failed to calculate that the noise at the party would make my mum not sleep needless to say she found out and I was dead! That was in my matric and this being KZN you not too young to get a beat down from your parents. So when I was sitting in the back of a police car do not underestimate how completely petrified I was. I was not in handcuffs or anything but as we walked down the stairs two policemen in tow I knew I was in shit. I was as good as dead and if my dad heard about it I was coming home. Imagine without even setting foot on the hallowed turf of Witswatersrand! I am sure I had just broken a record! I was terrified.
When we got to the station I just felt as though the world was watching my shame. One of the officers there asked my officer if I was one of the foreign lovers and the other people laughed. They dragged in a drunk man who clearly had pissed on himself as they sat me on the desk in a closed room. One officer who was possibly in his late 40s with a big stomach was the one tasked with interogating me. They asked me about my whereabouts last night and I told them evverything. You know how on music videos they talk about snitches, well I was the biggest RAT of them all for I spilled everything that I knew. I however neglected to mention the 5k of day one because of the little legal stuff that I knew I would have seen to be holding drug money. Other officers kept on walking in and passing deragotory comments about foreigners but I just kept quiet. This was neither the time nor the place to preach equality. He then told me that I will be arraigned and will sleep in the cells. Tomorrow they will get me a lawyer and put me in front of a judge. He also told me if convicted I was looking at a minimum 7years. Alone, confused and scared I kept on crying saying I did nothing wrong and I wasn’t even there in the first place but he wouldn’t hear of it! Someone came in to call him and he left for about ten minutes. When he came back he went back to the questions. He asked me how I knew G, and P and what S was doing with them because this was not the first time they had seen her with them. The officer kept on saying because I was in the car in the first place I was guilty of the crime. He said they were going to fingerprint and what not. Because I was a minor below 21 he was also going to call my parents. By now I was crying again. He asked me if I had money for bail if I was convicted. I cried some more and nodded yes. He then said something then stood up and told me he is taking me to the cells. We took a long passage and eventually we ended up outside. I was a bit confused then he made me an offer. He can make this all go away complete with the testimony he had been given by S about being in the car. I immediately told him I had money thinking of that 5k. He told me that he didn’t need any money but if I gave him a blowjob there and then outside behind the station I could go and this was the end of it. One time offer!!!
Why had God abandoned me?! What would you have done if it was you?