Precious walks out of the front door before Mr Blesser starts hooting for her.

“I’m going out. Think about what I said and see you later,” she says.

Nothando doesn’t even notice her go. She is still busy deciding whether to send the pictures or not. She reminds herself about her need for cash and her sick granny.

“Let me just send them. But what if he doesn’t like them? Well, we will see.”

She takes her clothes off but keeps on her underwear. She pulls a few sexy poses in front of the mirror, takes some pictures of herself and sends them quickly, before she can change her mind.

Her phone beeps almost immediately. She’s expecting to see the blesser’s number come up. But it is Sipho messaging her.

2016 is my year indeed! I’m feeling blessed all round.

bby i wonder what is the inspiration around these pictures? If I didn’t know I would say you are giving me ideas that you are ready to take our relationship to the next level. I appreciate it a lot babe.

I will be home in 2 months and we will talk about this.

Nothando has to read the message twice before she understands what it is about. In shock and disbelief she realises what had happened: somehow, in her nervousness, she’d sent the pictures to the wrong contact on WhatsApp! Oh my pumpkin pies! What am I going to do now, she thinks. Sipho is getting all the wrong ideas. But I have made my bed, I have to sleep on it. Anyway, he has waited for me for too long. Maybe it’s time I give up the cookie.

She responds:

It’s good that you are feeling blessed. At least one of us is having it good. Those were just pictures so just admire, and don’t take it personal as you are now, boo.

Anyway have a beautiful day. I’ve g2g; have some job hunting to do.

Now at least Nothando knows that the pictures are good. Her boyfriend has approved them without realising, so she can send them to Joseph Khumalo. She’s still worried though. What if he doesn’t like them and he re-posts them on her Facebook account and tags her? She’s heard that blessers do that.

The whole world will see my body, she thinks. What will people say about me? The worst part is, I have my foster parents on my Facebook friend list. They will see the pictures and think I am a prostitute. My foster mother will be excited – she threw me out because she already thinks I’m rubbish. She even accused me of dating her husband! She probably thinks I’ve been doing this all along.

These are the thoughts running through her mind. But she refuses to let them stop her. Let me send them to the blesser, because they are only half naked pictures anyway, she decides.

She puts her finger on the send button. But she just can’t bring herself to press it.

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