Chapter 4: Returning home

After they left I finished my drink as I watched people on the dance floor, mostly elegantly dressed black men dancing with white tourists. I never regretted for one minute what I had done. The $100,000 will be put in a college fund for the boys.

I went to the room and packed all of Suzy’s things in her two suitcases. As I was finishing there was a knock at my door. I was expecting it. One of Mugabe’s bodyguards took the suitcases and handed me an envelope before he walked off without saying a word.

I stayed the rest of the week laying on the beach and wandering thru the shops in town. I flew home on our scheduled flight. Without Suzy, of course.

Back at home I told the boys momma had decided to stay in the islands a little longer. I was putting off the pain as long as I could.

It was three days later that Ann called. I told her the story that Suzy had met a rich African and ran off with him. She did not believe me! She kept shouting, “What did you do to her?” as I hung up the phone

The next afternoon she showed up at my door with a black detective. He wanted to know where my wife was and why I had not filed a missing person report.

“She is not missing that’s why. The last time I saw her she was leaving with a black man to spend the night on his yacht. Before I left I checked with immigration and found this.”

I showed him a copy of Suzy’s passport. It had it had an exit stamp showing that she had left the Cape Verde Islands three days before I had left!

“On the internet I found this.”

I handed him a copy of an e-mail. It showed her entry into the Democratic Republic of the Congo, six days later.

“That’s where that slut is. Living like a queen while I take care of the kids and all the bills. I can’t believe she did this to me!”

The detective thanked me for my time then they turned and walked back to his car. I did not miss the fact that his hand was on Ann’s ass the entire time. I guess he is one of her ‘bulls’ and he was doing her a favor. She’ll probably pay him back with a blowjob in the car on the way to her house. Then she’ll kiss Paul!

That could have been me getting that kiss if I had not taken action. I used the copies of Suzy’s passport that Mugabe had furnished me to file for divorce. It took a while but I was finally free of that cheating slut and I was not eating tuna fish out of a can!