Impotence

How it came to be...

Impotent: unable to take effective action; helpless or powerless...

IMPOTENT... thats how Mmaserame felt, impotent.

Their love was on of a kind. He loved her dearly but his love for others surpassed his love for her.

Mmaserame was a very beautiful girl... Dark brown skin that stretched over her tall voluptous thick body.  Rich dark coils tucked into long braids that gently rested above the curvature of her lower body.  Bewitching small brown eyes rested underneath the beautifully arched eyebrows that sat a mile away from her hairline enhancing her arresting beauty. Round nose sat on the base of her face as her big two toned lips sat a perfect centimeters away from her chin.

Mmaserame was a Motswana by descent and birth. Botswana is a country that sits in between the Southern part of African countries, with no sea but a beautiful nature, Mmaserame took great pride in her country.

When Mmaserame was offered a job as a nurse to the elderly in England, she jumped at the opportunity and immediately accepted it, little did she know... her life was about to change.

It was cold. But excitement coursed in her veins. ''Flight 878 Flight Connect, Gaborone Botswana to OR Tambo, Johannesburg, South Africa please come to Gate three your flight is ready for boarding. Mmaserame felt her blood pressure rising up. She turned to look at her parents who held a solemn look on their faces. ''Ke a le rata, ke tla le bolelela ke goroga mme gape ke tla nna ke le leletsa go le thola. Le seka le a tshoga, Modimo o ntshireleditse. (I love you, I will tell you when I arrive and I will always call to check up on you. Don't be scared, God will be protecting)'' Mma Serame said in her native tongue fluently. ''Ee mme a go sireletse Sera, ao ngwanake batho re go rata gore, o tla tla khirisimoseng mo Botswana akere Sera?( Yes indeed God will protect you, I love you so much my daughter, I hope you will come spend christmas here?'' her mother persuaded her.

''Ke tla bona, ba duela thata ka Christmas, a se gore ke tla tla ngwaga yoo tlang ka June, kana lona le nketela?( I will see, they tend to pay more during Christmas, maybe next year June I will come, or can you guys visit me instead?'' Mmaserame suggested.

''Re tla bona Sera, o itlhokomele, o seka wa tshepa basimane, tsamaya sefofane se tloga se go sia.( We will see Sera, take care of yourself, dont trust boys, hurry on and go before the plane leaves you behind).'' her father said. The family prayed for Sera, hugged for the last time before they chased Mmaserame towards the gate.

Arriving in England London Heathrow airport Mmaserame's eyes roamed around the airport looking for the person assigned to pick her up.

''Are you Mmaserame?'' the deep velvety accented voice questioned, mispronouncing her name. ''Ee ke nna, (yes its me).''Mmaserame answered in her native tongue voice trembling. The handsome man slight raised his one of his thick eyebrows. ''I'm sorry, yes I am Mmaserame.'' Mmaserame apologized. She tended to speak in her native tongue when she was nervous.

''We don't have all day. The fool that was supposed to pick you up is unavailable today, and my grandmother basically blackmailed me into picking you up. I'd rather not deal with this foolishness today.'' he voiced out, his accent heavy enough making it harder for Mmaserame to decipher what he was saying. ''Yes sir.'' her deep voice now meek and soft.

He left her to carry her bags on her on as he stalked before, His stride elegant, purposeful and prideful. His tall lean stature suited him. Even though he was far ahead of Mmaserame it was not hard to loose him since he was taller than most in the airport. Mmaserame quickly rushed over to catch up to him. Soon she found him seating in a black mercedes premium G63. She opened the boot and put her bags inside and sat in the backseat.

''Even though I would not want to be seen with someone dressed like you, I am not some driver you hired. Come sit in the front.'' he ordered. Mmaserame quickly came to sit in the front and secured her seatbelt. She soon relaxed in the plush luxurious interior of the car. She allowed her eyes to feast on the inhumanely handsome man who sat beside her driving the luxurious motor vehicle. Blond thick locks of hair sat perfectly on his head and fell over his forehead in side bangs. Green intense eyes that sat perfectly on his pale defined face. Thin nose hung arrogantly in the air over the perfect set of pink thin lips.

''I know I am undeniable attractive but you do not have to stare at me for so long.'' he arrogantly said. Mmaserame cleared her throat and looked out the window, they were cruising past expensive looking houses. Mmaserame started to panick, she did not ask his name, what if he was an abductor, she scurried around in her seat looking around.

''Do not worry, I would never stoop so low as to abduct someone.'' he smirked. Mmaserame stared at him astonished.

When Mmaserame looked away from him she found themselves pulling into an estate of some sort. Green grass stretching over the perimeter of the yard. The exterior of the majestic house radiating an old century castle. The car soon came to a stop in the driveway and the nameless man disembarked from the still running vehicle and a man stepped inside.

''Thank you Arthur.'' he said as he turned to enter the castle.

''It's my job Mastor Astor.'' the man said, Astor gave a stoic nod and shouted to Mmaserame, ''Are you going to come out or do you want me to carry you?'' Mmaserame greeted the man and got out off the car. She rushed to remove her bags. ''Don't worry, Arthur will get them'' he said as he turned to go into the house.

''Master,'' Mmaserame scoffed, ''What is this some slave house, and what kind of name is Astor,sounds like castor oil' she chuckled then quickly put her hands over her mouth as she realised she said that to her boss. ''I apologize sir.'' she said to the man who had now stopped and had a distraught look on his face.

Mmaserame now feared that she would loose her job before even working. As soon as they entered the warm interior of the house people lined up and gave greetings to Astor. In response to their greeting he would walk up with his head held high in arrogance and a quick nod.

The interior of the house shocked Mmaserame, expecting it to have antique decor it instead had an elegant modern finish, the few rooms she passed by had an old decor instead assuming it was to keep the culture of this old house alive.

They soon entered a room and found an old woman sitting in a comfortable sofa reading a novel. Platinum silver thin hairs held up in a chiffon of some sort, and the lady dressed in an elegant baby blue suit. Her eyes were green, having the same resemblance as the green intense eyes of Astor. She looked up into her glasses, ''Oh Mmaserame you are here, what a pleasure to finally meet you.'' she collected the expensive looking cane and stood up to approach Mmaserame, steps wobbly but determined.

''Good afternoon Bessie oh you look wonderful,''Mmaserame complimented. ''No it's you who looks wonderful, doesn't she Astor?''  Bessie suggested prompting Astor to carefully look at Mmaserame, his gaze lingered on her, but she was unaware. ''Scoot now Astor, I want to spend time with Sera.'' she said in her heavy british accent, saying the shorter version of Mmaserame's name. ''Sera...'' he played with her name on his tongue

''Grandmother, I actually have something to tell you about Mmaserame.'' he smirked. Mmaserame swiftly looked at him. Panic running through her eyes. She stared at him and pulled the tall man clad in a neat white shirt and sweater vest to the side. Her soft fingertips colliding with his bare lower arm as his shirt was folded after the elbows. ''Astor, please don't tell her what I said earlier, I'm so sorry, I will do anything.'' Mmaserame pleaded her hand still on his arm. Astor struggled to think due to the contact he currently had with her.

''Theodore, call me Theodore, Astor was meant after my grandfather,'' Astor breathed out.

''We will discuss this later.'' Astor said as he tugged his arm out of Mmaserame's hand and bid his goodbyes to his grandmother, rushing out of the room in regret of telling Mmaserame his second name, a name only he gave the honour to a few of saying.

''Theodore..'' Mmaserame played with the name.

That's when all hell broke loose.

Hey guys. Its Seipone, english is not my first language but please tell me how you liked this chapter, share, comment.