Ain't an Angel

Can I have your number?

No. Sorry but it is personal.

But I don’t have any bad intention with you so far?

Still no ;) you can just send me emails.

Don’t you want to see me? I can take a good care of you?

What do you mean take a good care of me?

I can support your life. I can be very good to you.

Mmm no thanks. I have been taking care of my life for 10 years, and fine so far.

But I can be your good friend.

I have good friendssss already, and they don’t need to buy me.

So you are not gonna give me your number?

No.

Ok. You miss the chance.

Yup. Bye.



Do you want to travel with me?

Hmmm?

Second week of May.

Hmmm no. I can’t. I even have to pass a trip to Geneva on May. Moreover, I don’t want to travel with you. Sorry.

Hahahahaha you don’t have to pretend to be someone else in front of me.

Excuse me?

You don’t have to pretend to be someone else in front of me.

What pretending?

Yeah…

Hahahahaaha you thought I was lying? Which part? That I pass a trip to Geneva on May? That I am an affiliate at a UN agency? That I am taking a graduate? That I don’t want your bloody gifts? That I make more than what you offered me to be with you? Holly cow, I am not a prostitute (pardon me, I was offended by a silly poor rich person who thought can buy everything with his money). WTF with your money.

Mmmm

Hey…I don’t care how much money you have. I don’t need your money. I don’t need you to take care of me. If I need something, I will fulfil it by myself. Goodies…hello…I was showered by 3 dozens of red roses from someone who really loves me. Then my wonderful angel, she protects and showers me with her love. Why do I need you?

But we can be friend. I can be really good to you.

Stop it. I am sick of you.

Why don’t you express it in a polite way?

Why do I have to be polite to someone who offended me?

I did not offend you.

Ok. So…find someone else. You just waste my time. Not all money can buy. Go to hell with your money.



I just woke up and remembered how nasty these conversations were. He made me understand how difficult it is to be a sex worker (at least for me). The humiliation from others, ignored and condemned, but they have to survive for the sake of their family.

For my angel, I don’t know how to express my love to you. I only can show you this story to say that you are the opposite one. I am grateful to what you have done to me, in sadness, happiness, anger and fear. I love your wonderful husband too. He was my counsellor when A left me (sure with his bloody lawyer style). I love you guys.