Well I'm not much of a writer but I really felt this story had to get out there..maybe inspire one or two divorcees that you're never really "over" the hill. I've been on swinging heaven for about 6 years without getting much..or any attention at all...not that I mind...not much out there for a 40-year-old Black Male recently divorced. About a year and a half ago I got divorced and had to move from our house in Randpark Ridge, JHB to a townhouse estate about 2 kilometers away so I can be close to the kids. The estate is a Very upmarket and decent, with 90% of the residents being Middle-Aged White couples and their families. It took a bit of time for the other residents to warm up to me (with reservations). I realized it takes a bit of time for white folk to be comfortable with black guys in their vicinity...not that I blame them but the crime in SA has conditioned it that way. I consider myself a very clean, professional, social, and emotionally intelligent guy, i earn a decent living and Being divorced after 14 years of marriage...I sort of found myself to be a hit with the ladies everywhere...on a good day, I believe I can charm anyone. So naturally, in this quiet estate, a steady flow of ladies started streaming to my unit as I, like an unleashed bull wanted to make up for the lost time and was fucking everything that looked my way. The early days were actually worse because most of my "victims" were patrons of a popular local bar. So our drunken encounters were normally at weird, and I must add late times and mostly noisy (unintentionally..off course). These encounters developed to an almost daily occurrence and maybe was my coping mechanism at the time. So without me taking into notice the amount of traffic I was generating to and from my unit, I quickly gained a reputation as a womanizer of sorts and every once in awhile a drunken tirade would occur from the obviously intoxicated "friend for the day". I caught the attention of the Body Corporate Chairperson ...(my direct opposite neighbor)...who made it his mission to reprimand me in whichever way he could. Occasionally he would go overboard on his efforts and we ended up being sworn enemies after being on the receiving end of a couple of hefty fines for the misconduct of some of my guests. Being naturally defiant and having gotten used to the single lifestyle, I continued with my ways until the matter of my tenancy was raised in the AGM to which my understanding landlord came to my defense. The Chairpersons obsession with me got me an instant "Bad Boy" status in the complex to an extent that whenever any incident happened within the estate I was always the first to be blamed. So my notoriety was being discussed in most households within the Estate. Apparently the word that got around was that I fucked different women every day, and their screams and moans could be heard from the next house (obviously untrue). The statement, designed to eventually force a petition to cancel my 5-year lease was passed around the units. Astonishingly most residents found it an absurd racial attack and refused to associate themselves with such a petition. I did not realize the amount of interest the Statement of the "moans and groans from women" generated in the female population of the residents. So after the failed petition, I decided to tone down my activities and behave like a normal person..(no more traffic )...I guess that particular phase was over. Two weeks into this "new me", I am relaxing at home and there is a knock on my door, As I open, its the wife of the Body Corporate chair (a 43 y/o blond with 34D cups), her exact words were, "Afternoon Zweli, I have come to apologize personally for my husband's behavior, he took things to personal and things got out of hand, and I hope he has not tarnished your reputation or dampened your spirits, as I observe you hardly ever have visitors these days". I responded "Thank you Mrs. Chair, very much appreciated, but I guess it about time I got over that phase and think about the concerns of other residents as well. She said Oh that's so sweet of you Zweli, one question though, how true is it that you made them "moan and groan"?, to which I said "Please come in Mrs. Chair, I'll explain to you more in detail inside. Twenty minutes later she came out of my door with a slight limp, reddish glow on her face and a Colgate smile. "Thank you, for your understanding, Zweli..I'm glad I could subtract some of your losses and will continue to do so until your respect is restored", "Same time tomorrow?" "Of course", as I shut the door behind her. 3 minutes later her daughter, a 22 year old vixen knocks at the door, "Afternoon Zweli my mother said, I must come and apologize for Dad's behavior, and thank you for your understanding in any I can". My pleasure Jasmine, please come in and let me show you something". Well six months down the road, let's just say I now have more votes in the Body Corporate than the residents themselves. After visits from the ladies from units 12, 45 and 33, I have decided to permanently cancel external visitors...control traffic from within....its a win-win situation. (all these ladies are white, and enjoy their time with me, so much for the ladies on swinging heaven who dont see us black guys).....Interesting times ahead in this estate....TRUE STORY.