Nicole and Seanna show up at the university and pull their bags out of the taxi. They stand beside the road, shielding their eyes from the sunlight and trying to decide what to do next.
A young thin African approaches them. "Hi white girls, you lost?"
They smile. "Yes, we are looking for a place to stay here at the university," Seanna explains.
"No problem, I know a place for you at the dormitory, I can arrange it," he says smoothly. "I am Btugu."
The redhead smiles. "I am Seanna, this is Nicole. What a relief to meet you."
"Please, come," Btugu says cheerily and takes hold of their bags. The girls walk with him towards a non-descript concrete building. At the door, Btugu calls in their language to a friend. The friend smiles widely at the girls and opens the door for them.
"What did he say?" Nicole asks Seanna. The boys look at each other guiltily: the white girl speaks their language?
Seanna smiles, unwilling to admit that she didn't understand. It was something very informal, something about them. "Uh, they said they would show us a good time."
Nicole smiled. The boys smiled even wider and exchanged a look: white girls really are sluts!
Btugu leads them to his room, which has two beds. "This is our room," he announces.
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