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Feeling like she had been doused in cold water, Grace rose from her infatuation, her smile lost, and quickly moved away from Alex. Even though she was happy she had a job, it still hurt to know that her boyfriend had deserted her in her most delicate situation. Walking out of the grand hotel, she made it to the parking lot before the tears pooling in her eyes fell. She felt exuberated yet at the same time sad. She mourned what could have been between her and her ex-boyfriend.

On getting to the apartment, she got busy around the house doing some cleaning and the laundry. As she celebrated, a flash of a spontaneous idea spiked in her head, and with a sudden glint in her eyes, she walked to the fridge. Opening it, it looked empty, only filled with junk food. Deciding to celebrate with her best friend the good news, she donned her coat and rushed to the nearest supermarket. Getting fresh greens, beef, potatoes, and tomatoes she quickly rushed home.

She was excited to make her favorite dish as she awaited her friend. Settling down into the kitchen she diced the meat and then set it to cook in a pan. She planned on making beef stew, French beans which would be taken with some boiled rice. She had learned of this recipe from a friend back on campus and since then she had taken to it like a fish to water. Adding the beans, she poured some water into the pan, closed it off, and then turned up the heat so that it could boil. She set the timer for fifteen minutes.

Afterward, she took her rice cooker and prepared her rice. As she was finishing setting up the table, she heard the door click and she knew her friend was home. Bubbling with excitement, she rushed to the door in a jog-like sprint, overflowing with excitement. Engulfing her girlified in a bear hug, she ushered her into the house, sat her at the dining table. “Goodness this whole place smells like heaven… what are we having.” Anna could not help but feel invigorated by Grace's enthusiasm. Looking at the food in hotpots, she felt her stomach grumble as she swallowed audibly.

After Grace heard the loud rumbling of her stomach, she broke into a happy giggle almost like a young child. Honestly, she felt exuberated, happy, excited, and wonderful at the same time. Passing on a plate to her friend, they sat in silence as they took the first few bites of the food. “Oh, my goodness… I swear this food is orgasmic, where did you learn to cook like this?” Her eyes widening, Anna praising the food, her rate of eating almost rising to a crescendo. Grace laughed loudly at her friend’s antics, this was African food, specifically made mostly in Kenya.

Almost bursting to the seams with desire, Anna finally asked the reason for the meal, and standing up Grace raised a glass of warm water to her friend’s wine. “This is a toast to life, happiness, and above all to a job.” Anna sprung from her feet, tears clouding her eyes as she engulfed her girlfriend in the tightest hug she had ever had. That evening, they talked on the patio under the moonlight and when they could not talk anymore, Grace went on to sleep. Tomorrow could not come any sooner.

Her dreams were disrupted by a shrill cry of an alarm. Fumbling in the darkroom, she switched off the alarm then got her feet off the bed. Sitting upright, she closed her eyes and covered her face with her hands. She had dreamt of the man she had met at the hotel, Alex. Just before the alarm rang, they had been about to kiss. She felt weird that she would dream about him, but then after a few seconds of getting her bearings, she stood to get ready.

Looking at her packed bag, she removed the clothes only to realize she had very few official clothes. She just could not wear the same clothes she had worn yesterday. Besides she remembered how people had stared at her when she was coming out. Moving to Annas's room, she peeped and saw that she was already awake. Swallowing nervously, she entered the room. “Morning Anna how was your night.”

“My night was wonderful,” Anna replied in a sing-song voice grinning at her. “Hmmm I was wondering whether I could borrow one of your skirts,” Grace said as she chewed her lower lip nervously. “Come on in, let’s see whether I have something official that can fit you.” Looking at her friend, Grace felt tears of gratitude well in her eyes. She knew that this was a friend, she had stood by her in her time of need and secretly, she promised herself to always be there for her. They tried several skirts and dresses until one black skirt, it was a stretcher pencil skirt reaching the mid-knee. It hugged her curves alright and her ass seemed perkier today.