12.05.2012, 04:12
Und hier der letzte Teil der Hasso-saga:
The Discos
The days passed by and at night the little township of Manglivy got 2 discos as entertainment. They are just 100 m apart on the main drag, perhaps 20 min walking the dark from the beach. Each night one of the discos was packed and the other one empty. Hasso could not figure out why. But it didn’t matter so much as the girls were moving with the pack. Hasso never spent any night alone. It simply was too frightening for him to sleep without a companion in his dark beach hut.
Trading Hand Phone for Hymen
The 2 girls did not really attract Hasso on his usual afternoon walk along the beach. The older one Elisabeth, did address him in English:
“Where do you stay?”
Surprised that she was talking in English, Hasso was happy to answer her. He found out that both are going to an English school and her homework was to practise English with foreigners. Elisabeth offered to spend the evening and yes the night for an English lecture. But even considering her free offer, Hasso was more smitten by her younger sister, Volia.
They talked about her school and how hard life in Mangivly is in general. Money is a problem. Her father is a fisherman. Just now her hand phone got broken and she does not have any means to buy a new one.
“Ohh, I got this Nokia. I will leave tomorrow. Stay with me this night, Volia, and you can keep it” Hasso was throwing the bait.
“No, she can not. She never had a boy before”
“Well, anytime will be the first time.”
The negotiation on hand phone trading against hymen was not coming to a conclusion.
“I will be on my terrace this night. Think about it honey. If you ready, drop by and stay with me”
With that they parted
Hasso did enjoy a grilled Barracuda with a half bottle of white South African Chardonnay. Having dinner at the beach site restaurant was always a feast for him. Sadly it was his last night at Manglivy.. He didn’t expect that Volia will show up but still took his last glass of wine with him to his cottage. There he lied in his hammock, watching the slowly rising moon over the pale beach and dozed off.
A gentle touch on his shoulder woke him up. Volia standing there, ready to get her hand phone. Without much talking they went into the cottage. In the darkness of the room Voila was not moving on. She didn’t want to have a shower. Only sitting on the bedside. After 10 minutes with absolutely no action, Hasso explained to her that he can understand her fears. She shall better go back home and wait until she feels no pressure anymore to get that first time experience. Volia gave him a shy kiss and walked off in the darkness to her hut somewhere out there.
For Hasso it was time to find his companion for the night at the disco for keeping off the monsters of darkness under his mosquito net.
Next morning, his nightie just left 10 minutes ago, Volia knocked at his cottage.
“Hasso, I am ready now”
“But I have to leave in 2 hours. You know I go back today”
“It is ok. I like you”
2 hours later Hasso walked out from the resort to the waiting Pajero, taking him back the 2 hours to Tulear airport - but without his old Nokia.
Inglorious
Back in Tana it was Suzanna only. It was their last night before Hasso’s flight back. He was watching the time flashing on a radio alarm clock. He was lying with his head in her arms. He turned towards her and could hear Suzanna’s breathing and saw her eyes shut. He stared at the gap in the curtain where the streetlights were flickering across the darkness. He saw Suzanna s blouse hung neatly on the cupboard door. He fell back in a doze with the day breaking around them.
The sad time after the game is the exciting time before the next game.
The Discos
The days passed by and at night the little township of Manglivy got 2 discos as entertainment. They are just 100 m apart on the main drag, perhaps 20 min walking the dark from the beach. Each night one of the discos was packed and the other one empty. Hasso could not figure out why. But it didn’t matter so much as the girls were moving with the pack. Hasso never spent any night alone. It simply was too frightening for him to sleep without a companion in his dark beach hut.
Trading Hand Phone for Hymen
The 2 girls did not really attract Hasso on his usual afternoon walk along the beach. The older one Elisabeth, did address him in English:
“Where do you stay?”
Surprised that she was talking in English, Hasso was happy to answer her. He found out that both are going to an English school and her homework was to practise English with foreigners. Elisabeth offered to spend the evening and yes the night for an English lecture. But even considering her free offer, Hasso was more smitten by her younger sister, Volia.
They talked about her school and how hard life in Mangivly is in general. Money is a problem. Her father is a fisherman. Just now her hand phone got broken and she does not have any means to buy a new one.
“Ohh, I got this Nokia. I will leave tomorrow. Stay with me this night, Volia, and you can keep it” Hasso was throwing the bait.
“No, she can not. She never had a boy before”
“Well, anytime will be the first time.”
The negotiation on hand phone trading against hymen was not coming to a conclusion.
“I will be on my terrace this night. Think about it honey. If you ready, drop by and stay with me”
With that they parted
Hasso did enjoy a grilled Barracuda with a half bottle of white South African Chardonnay. Having dinner at the beach site restaurant was always a feast for him. Sadly it was his last night at Manglivy.. He didn’t expect that Volia will show up but still took his last glass of wine with him to his cottage. There he lied in his hammock, watching the slowly rising moon over the pale beach and dozed off.
A gentle touch on his shoulder woke him up. Volia standing there, ready to get her hand phone. Without much talking they went into the cottage. In the darkness of the room Voila was not moving on. She didn’t want to have a shower. Only sitting on the bedside. After 10 minutes with absolutely no action, Hasso explained to her that he can understand her fears. She shall better go back home and wait until she feels no pressure anymore to get that first time experience. Volia gave him a shy kiss and walked off in the darkness to her hut somewhere out there.
For Hasso it was time to find his companion for the night at the disco for keeping off the monsters of darkness under his mosquito net.
Next morning, his nightie just left 10 minutes ago, Volia knocked at his cottage.
“Hasso, I am ready now”
“But I have to leave in 2 hours. You know I go back today”
“It is ok. I like you”
2 hours later Hasso walked out from the resort to the waiting Pajero, taking him back the 2 hours to Tulear airport - but without his old Nokia.
Inglorious
Back in Tana it was Suzanna only. It was their last night before Hasso’s flight back. He was watching the time flashing on a radio alarm clock. He was lying with his head in her arms. He turned towards her and could hear Suzanna’s breathing and saw her eyes shut. He stared at the gap in the curtain where the streetlights were flickering across the darkness. He saw Suzanna s blouse hung neatly on the cupboard door. He fell back in a doze with the day breaking around them.
The sad time after the game is the exciting time before the next game.