Caleta is ditzy on her best day. She is thirty eight. She doesn’t look bad. She meets Ken.
Ken is not interested in her, until he sees her mansion. If he links with her, he’ll have an all expense paid vacation in her house for as long as it can go.
So he plays her, moves in. Ken does nothing. He wakes up in Celeta’s bed, she makes him breakfast. He sits on her veranda and smokes ganja.
When others arrive to visit, he acts as if he knows everything, making a fool of himself. But not in Celeta’s eyes.
She is ‘in love’ with him. She thinks he loves her.
He is a Bunga Boy; a guy who will move in with a woman, live off her until she grows a brain or he finds someone better, or somehow comes into money so doesn’t need her any more.