Today is the 100th time I'm visiting my rental apartment and my tenant living there. So it can be considered to be some sort of anniversary or maybe a milestone in our relationship. And how do I know this so exactly? Well, I remember it like it would have happened just yesterday when this all started. And it has been going on ever since once a week for the past two years.
My best friend advised me strictly against it. In his opinion renting a flat would definitely lead to trouble. If the tenants would not break up places at least there would be times when their rent was due and I would have to listen to some sad stories about how their money had run out and they can not pay that month's rent. Or they would call me about leaking faucets or noisy neighbors and I would have to find a solution to a myriad amount of problems.
And I did consider selling the apartment. I had inherited it from my grandpa and I didn't really want to use it myself. It was a nice flat but just too far from my job and friends. My father on the other hand said that once I sell it it will never come back. And that it could be risky to find some alternative revenue for the money received from selling.
So I decided to rent it out. And I ended up renting it to a young woman named Tonya. My best friend would have definitely been against her. She was a young twenty-something single woman with a part-time job in some nightclub near the apartment. So in other words she did not seem like the most reliable tenant. True, there were some academic couples applying for it with good and steady incomes. And true the location of the place was such that the rent was quite high but I just couldn't help it. After seeing Tonya I just had to rent it to her.
Picture a Jennifer Lopez but with a darker complexion and fuller lips. That was Tonya. Maybe a little heavier than Jennifer mainly because of her large boobs but still an absolute knockout. Her long black hair was somehow straightened and in my opinion, she had some sort of perfect combination of black and Latino features. So I decided not to tell my best friend that I selected my tenant based on her sexy looks and just made the lease with her.
Only after a few months, Tonya messaged me asking if I could come over. There was something important she wanted to discuss with me about her rent. So I definitely was afraid that this would be an "I told you so" moment for my friend but naturally went over. And the thought of seeing her again was certainly not that unpleasant.
At her place, I could see that she had decorated the place very nicely, and at least she was keeping the place tidy. She greeted me smiling and jokingly asked me how is her favorite landlord today. I laughed and told her I was fine. She lead me to the living room and I had the opportunity to see her round ass swaying before me. She patted this comfortably-looking lazy-boy armchair and asked me to sit down. I sat down and to my surprise, she positioned herself on her knees right in front of me. This was very out of the ordinary if not just strange but I did not have that much time to wonder about it when she went on with her topic.
Bluntly she told me that she had spent all her money on her hair and nails this month and was thinking that maybe she wouldn't have to pay her rent at all this month. And just maybe there was something else she could do for me instead. As she placed her hands on both of my knees there really was no guesswork on what she meant by it. And the smiling but direct manner in which she presented the issue to me was such that for a moment I was thinking that this had to be some sort of prank or something. But it wasn't.