Rashim let her know that he was interested in her and wanted to go out on a date with her. She agreed and now they were on their way to the movies. “Who is or was Simon?” She looked at him and said “just a friend of mine”. Rashim looked over at her and asked again, this time the truth, please? Olivia asked “why do you want to know?” He shrugged his shoulders and kept his eyes on the road. “Simon was my pimp and also a good friend to me.” How can a pimp be a good friend? Are you a prostitute looking for another pimp, because if you are then you’ve definitely come to the wrong man, darling”.

I am done with that particular line of work and I am on to bigger and better things for my life. I certainly hope so, because I see so much more when I look into your eyes. You are a very beautiful woman, Olivia and how long have you been a practicing…..?  I don’t think that you should finish that question, do you? Let’s just go and enjoy the movie. I have to get back home to my son. Is he Simons’ child? No he is not, but Simon cared about him and took care of him. Yeah, but at your expense. You don’t know what you’re talking about, please just let this conversation go.

They had a good time that night, but he wasn’t sure if he wanted to go any further with her. So, he had done really good by avoiding her for the last two weeks. He just had to stay away from the cafe which was hard because he was tired of eating bologne and eggs. Enough was enough, he had to go over there and eat something. Another waitress came over and took his order and he was disturbed. Where is Olivia? he asked her. She’s taken some time off but she’ll be back in about two weeks.

He went to bed that night wondering about her and all kinds of thought were going through his head. Knock! Knock! who is it? Open up a loud boisterous voice came through the door. He looked through the peep hole and noticed the man’s face. His head and his heart was pounding emphatically. He couldn’t say another word. He just stood there as if he was frozen. After twenty minutes, the man left and he could breathe easily again.

He went to bed and had nightmares about last evening. He woke up sweating and breathing erradically, he was tired from running. “This is too real, I am trippin bad” he told himself. It was all just a dream and started to laugh. He opened his door to leave for work and there was an envelope taped t his door. Inside was some sort of legal papers and he threw them in a corner and left.