Faith's First Flight

By Tony Slade

Faith is flying for the first time, and it's a long one. Over eight hours overnight from Nairobi to Zurich. Everything is fine, she managed take-off, she's had a meal and watched a movie, now the cabin lights are dimming... time to sleep. Or she would be sleeping if the man in the next seat wasn't touching her. She assumes he doesn't know what's happening, that is until she feels his fingers move!

• Language: English
• Publisher: PMO Publishing
• Release date: Aug 12, 2019

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Chapter 1

IT HAD ALL SEEMED TOO good to be true at the time, but nineteen year old Faith had dared to hope and believe.

Born in the west of Kenya she had left her rural village and the simple life and travelled to the Indian Ocean coast. In Mombasa she had found work, first as a waitress in a resort complex, then a basic manager’s position in a small private club.

Day after day and night after night she watched patrons come and go, generally they were white, and middle aged, and wealthy. Also pretty stupid if they think the girl with them cares or gives a damn she often thought when another tourist appeared with a known hooker hanging from his arm batting false lashes and calling him darling and sweetheart. Those were the clever girls in her opinion, like chameleons they changed themselves to suit the situation. For the gullible men they were innocent and chaste, sweet girls who wanted nothing more than a good man and a better life. But for those men who saw immediately through their demure disguise they would grin and turn back into the dirty sluts everyone in the area knew they were.

Faith could never be one of those girls, it just isn’t in me to be so false she repeatedly told herself.

But what about what they did? How they made money?

Sex!

Faith would simply shrug, she couldn’t say that it was something she considered doing, but it wasn’t an option she rejected out of hand either. Who knows where life will lead she often thought, a pragmatic girl she never said never.

Three months down the line that option was erased from her mind as Donald, a fifty year old and long divorced British man arrived at the club. To see a lone muzungu, the local word for a white guy was a rarity, usually they would find themselves a girlfriend within a few hours