"He thinks I think he is a fool"
"Pim pim pim"
That's his car hooting. I've actually been praying that a customer comes.
' hello angel'
Hmm! What a soothing voice. He's actually worth the long wait. This is really nice.
Oh wait, did he just call me an angel?- what kind of angel please; angel of God or of the devil? Well, I'll just have to play along. It's called the rudiments of business. Let's just do it and go.*winks
He gets down to open the car door for me. Wow! I'm feeling like a Queen. We'll continue like that till dawn.
"Angel, I've never met a lady who is this beautiful... God has completed the work of creation on you". The game of deceit continues.
To say it is an executive room is an understatement. It is even more than a presidential suite. In fact, this job has really paved way for me. Even my colleagues at the casino can't boast of this. That I would enter such a place is by the virtue of my profession. It is indeed a noble profession.
What next- of course to swing into action. I have to render a very satisfactory service to my customer who doesn't know my name. I as well do not bother to ask for his. All that matters is that the gold rings in the coffer. I swing to action not because I studied theatre but this is what puts on my table and it should be called JOB.
He starts to pull off his clothes beckoning on me to come although he refuses to bathe. I move towards him in a pantomimic manner, swirling my waist and my finger at the tip of my tongue. I do some massaging and tickling. I do some stroking which makes him mount on me in a jiffy.
"Hmmm! Ah woo!" We both moan
"Ah, I ...you, ush I need more of you baby...I'll marry you"
He makes promises. He says he will take me round the world. He says he'll marry as if he doesn't know that I can see a wedding band on his finger. Maybe he thinks that I think he is a fool. What does he think? That i need a husband? Oh no!
It's morning and the night was beautiful with ghostly promises. He's not on bed, he's not in the bath but my pay is on the table. He's gone but the money is there. That's enough.
"Knock knock knock!"- hotel service. Madam you should be checking out now...