Still not confident to drive the reverse pattern of what he knew, despite having acquired an international driver’s permit, Jack hired a car to take him to Tamboti Excursions for his ten-day tourist experience. He’d packed everything the place recommended.
After a seven hour drive through rugged terrain, he was left at a lodge. Jack approached the registration hut where he completed the paperwork and met his assigned guide, a man named Thabo Ndlovu. He was tall, well built, black, and proud. They shared a firm handshake. Jack refused to do his automatic once-over on any handsome man he met. There was a dignity about this man that defied description and Jack wouldn’t lump him in with the other men he had ogled without thinking. He was intrigued by the accent that bordered on sensual. I ref
