Since her banana man had stopped coming to her in the night, Miss Lim started thinking maybe she should let the fruit grow. In that way, she could at least eat some of the bananas from her tree.
She tried to recall what the woman at the supermarket had told her, but it was no use. Then she had an idea. Why not ask Ming. He was sure to know what to do to make the tree bear fruit. Ming was at the garden center as it was not his day working for Candy. As usual he worked without his shirt. He was not as young as he used to be, but Ming was still a strong and attractive man. His hard body glistened with sweat under the sun.
It was true that he now had an affair going with Candy, and he was enjoying every moment. Ming was a man who had very strong urges, and he could only be satisfied if he made love to a woman at least five times a week.
He picked up a heavy bag of sand and heaved it up on his broad shoulders. Making his way to the nursery, he spotted Miss Lim walking into the center. "Oh, I wonder what she wants now," he said to himself.
Miss Lim was excited to be back here. This was the place where she first got her banana tree, and it brought back fond memories. And there he is, she said, when she saw Ming standing a few feet away, shirtless, and looking so sexy.
"I want some advice," she said. "How do I make my tree bear fruit?"
"Well, you have been holding it down, you know? With the red string. So, if you want the tree to bear fruit, you will have to cut it loose."
Miss Lim looked at him with interest. So, it was as simple as that, but she wanted more. "Could you come round this evening, to help me?"
Ming understood exactly what she wanted. Without hesitation, he promised he would be there after work.
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Ming didn't bother to wash himself. When he finished work, he put his shirt on, and walked over to Miss Lim's. She was ready, waiting for him, with a sharp pair of scissors in her hands. "Will these do?" she asked innocently. Ming laughed, and they went over to her banana tree.
It was really that simple. He cut the red string, and said, "Now your tree is free. It will start bearing fruit for you, fresh and sweet bananas for you everyday."
"I haven't had my banana today," said Miss Lim, and she leaned on his chest. Again, Ming laughed. He took her hand and said, "We mustn't let that happen now, must we?"
They went into the house. Miss Lim got her banana, and what a fresh one it was too. Right from the farm, so to speak.
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Banana
Short StoryA short story based on a true ghost story only told in Borneo. A middle age woman starts a relationship with a young man she believes is the banana ghost. Many people have tried it, and the banana man has indeed appeared to many lonely women.
