"Hey Andy!" I turned around facing a young lady, her name was Betty.
She was a -
I've stopped myself from calling her one because she's a bright girl and I don't understand it."Hey princess." She loved it when I called her princess.
"You ready to finally have some fun!" She opened up her petty coat to reveal hardly much underneath.
I stood up from my stand and buttoned up her coat. She looked frustrated with me and I don't blame her. I always let her down, I let all of the girls down, I don't believe that they should be doing this, and if they are, why?
"You really need to stop doing this Betty," she bit her lip, I frowned but I couldn't stay mad at her she can be so fragile, they all can,
"But Andy, you always let me down like this, please, I haven't had a good time in a long while."
I stared her straight in the eye, "Betty please, your an attractive girl but-"
"- but I'm a prosy and you don't believe it's a good way to earn money, you frown at us all because you feel sorry for us not because you despise us. I know I know, you've told me many times before."
She understood and I took it as a chance to once more say, "I know your a bright girl, find a different way of earning money" and with that I left her there in the diner.
A big part of me understood that she was only doing this for money and a better life but another part of me felt total angst towards her exploiting herself this way.
I turned back and frowned at her. She didn't take any notice. She was all over another man.
I hope he pays well, I thought.
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