Diary of a Sex Worker: Back to it
You saw the title and you were like “Lol, I’m not surprised” “It’s expected”…yen yen yen
I did it! I wouldn’t beat myself up on it. No, not that look! Don’t understand with me! Don’t be understanding! Not that smile! No!! Sigh
I was invited to a birthday party and I wore a 3-quarter length A-shaped cotton gown. It’s a flowery dress that brings out my curves. It has ropes for half of the back. I wore a waist-length wig that covered most of my back with white sneakers and a small black purse.
I went with my friends and as we walked in and I was scanning the room, our eyes met. I laid my eyes on what would later be the snack for the night. He made me break my celibacy journey! And I was already 24 days in! Sigh
Back to the party. Our eyes met and we held each other gaze for a while. His eyes wandered down and I felt it in every inch of my body as he looked. He held my gaze again and I couldn’t help but swallow. I saw he noticed by the smile playing at the corner of his lips.
What do you expect? I like what I see! I’m using lots of exclamation mark because I literally was screaming inside my head. A dark fine man! A beard gang member! And he’s on skin! My ovaries! I couldn’t stop my body from reacting to this, this, this…leave me!
One of my friends’s excitement (prancing, giggling, noise — she was literally shouting) snapped me out. Wait wait, my man (yes I said it! My man) is smiling and walking towards me, sorry us. Okay Okay, I need to keep my composure! (breathe in breathe out).
She jumped into his arms! I wanted to drag her off him. Hahaha, calm down, B.
“Hi guys, this is Chuks, one of my childhood friends”, she said excitedly.
“Ahn ahn! Stella! You never said you had a fine man like this!”, Bisola (my other friend and our beautiful driver — she’s gonna kill me if she reads this) responded.
Hmmmm, his name is Chuks. I was hoping he was Yoruba because I was already calling him my Yoruba demon. Nothing spoil, I would call him my Fine Wine, my Odogwu, one and only Importer Exporter. Hahaha
We all were introduced. And I noticed he didn’t drop my hand as fast as he did that of Bisola. I think he even squeezed it a bit. Or was I imagining things?? I need to focus! Celibacy is BAE (before anything/anyone else)
coffee break — I’m trying not to choke on this drink, laters…
