Kissing the Agony (Agony Series #1)

Chapter 8

I sometimes think about the reasons why I entered this kind of work. I then realized that poverty is not the sole reason why I am now working as a sex worker.

For someone who experienced being sexually violated, it quite seems impossible and unbelievable that I am now using my body for work, for survival. It took me quite a few years to finally realize things, because back then, I thought it was only because I wanted to make a lot of money.

I realized the value and meaning of consent, and how it was highly significant, especially for me, who is a sex worker.

What happened to me way back when I was only fourteen years old, a minor, with Gaspar, a fucking grown man, was not fucking consented at all. It was the reason why I felt violated and offended. Compared with what I am doing right now, it was totally different. I give consent to those men who wishes to bed me every fucking night. I am willing to do the deed with them. They have my consent.

I chose to do this. I chose this kind of life. What I didn't choose was being sexually violated by an old man that particular unfortunate day.

"Anong gagawin mo ngayong araw?" tanong ni Dorothy.

It's only six in the morning and yet, I am already wide awake. I am now just putting my beautiful feet inside my Chanel flats. I'm wearing a white long sleeve polo, tucked inside a light washed high waisted jean shorts. My long jet black hair is in a neat ponytail, and my beautiful face is highlighted because of my light make-up.

"I'll eat my breakfast at the hotel's restaurant buffet. I'll stay there until lunch."

Dorothy still looked sleepy as she lay on our bed, but her eyes wided upon hearing what I answered.

"Hindi ka ba maboboring doon? It's only six and you'll stay there until lunch?"

I showed her my iPad, like it would answer all her questions in life. I waved it in front of her face.

"I'll read, scroll through my social media accounts, watch movies or some episodes of a particular series, and I'll book some work, too. I won't get bored, if that's what worries you, my dear friend." I smirked at her.

"Wow! Maraming bookings?" Nanlaki ang mga mata niya.

I smiled and nodded at her. Most of the inquiries are set for next month, thus, I have more time to spend here in Davao.

I haven't actually made the most out of my vacation here, as I haven't been to the tourist spots and attractions of this beautiful city. I have only been to some cafes and art galleries, but apart from those, wala na.

I don't want to nag Dorothy into coming with me when I plan to visit those tourist attractions that I listed on my Notes. She's so busy and preoccupied with Ethan, who doesn't even know she exists.

"Buti ka pa, madidiligan na. Eh ako? Tangina tuyot na tuyot na ako. Horny na rin, kaso 'yung gusto kong kumantot sa akin, hindi ako pinapansin," aniya nang nakasimangot ang mukha.

Tumawa ako nang malakas dahil sa mga hinanakit niya.

"Hindi ka talaga nakipag-sex sa mga sundalo rito? Ang daming gwapo, ah. Hindi lang naman si Ethan."

"Eh ayaw ko nga sa iba, Rhi. Sobrang attracted ko kay Ethan. Kung makikipag-sex ako sa iba, mukha niya ang iimagine-nin ko, at pangalan niya ang iuungol ko. Baka mapikon lang yung kumakantot sa akin, mabaril pa ako."

Umiling ako, tila nawawalan na ng pag-asa sa kaibigan. Kawawa naman siya, kung gano'n, dahil hindi talaga siya pinapansin. Nakaka-bother na rin ang infatuation niya kay Ethan, sobra na rin kasi.

I worked for seven men while I was here. Kaya hindi rin ako nanghihinayang na nandito ako at wala sa Manila. Nadadagdagan pa rin kasi ang pera ko kahit na supposedly, bakasyon ko ito. It's a win-win situation for me though, as I get to explore a different place, while also earning more money.