We live in a gated community. Our house is at a dead-end street so wala masyadong dumadaan na sasakyan. At the far end, merong basketball court, a small playground, and a park where you can walk your dog, chill on some benches, or jog around a small oval trail.
I have a pet dog and I usually take her for a walk around the park usually in the afternoon. Before you reach the park, currently, may tinatayong bagong bahay. Malaki ito. Mga 3-storey. Structural pa lang yung nagagawa, meaning, skeletal pa. It already has a roof pero wala pang bakod at gate. So medyo open.
Now, every time I passed by the house, some of the construction workers there are catcalling me. Minsan, nagpaparinig pa sila at parang pinaguusapan ako. I really don’t mind them that much, to be honest, at deadma na lang. But every single time na lang na dumadaan, para nila kong tinutunaw sa titig! Kaya minsan, I take the longer route at umiikot na lang sa main street para lang makapunta sa park.
But the weird part is, there are times when I sneaked on checking them out while I’m strolling my dog at the park. Labo! I mean, hinahanap hanap ko minsan yung attention nila. Something that I wouldn’t expect doing so. Minsan kasi, gusto ko din yung napapansin ko. ‘Attention-grabber’ ba, parang ganun. It makes me feel like guys like them are wanting me. Kahit deep inside na, hindi ko sila papatulan, pero it brings out the itch in me. That image of being drooled over by the likes of them gives me an eerie desire, resulting in, me touching myself in the process.
So that’s where the fantasy comes in – one day, after walking my dog at the park, I was on my way back to the house. When I passed the construction site, may isang worker na tinatawag ako. Hindi ko siya nililingon at nagpatuloy lang sa paglalakad.
Then suddenly, he came near my side to ask for my phone number…
“Miss! Miss! Pwede ko bang makuha cellphone number mo?” tanong niya.
“Ha? Ano po?” kunwaring hindi ko pa narinig.
“Baka pwede kako kunin ko number mo?”
I kept on walking lang pero sinasabayan niya ako.
“Naku, Kuya, hindi po pwede eh…” sabi ko sa kanya.
“Ay, bakit naman? Magagalit ba BF mo?”
I didn’t answer and continued walking. The guy was so persistent. He was so desperate to get my digits.
“Sige na, Miss!” he begged.
At para matigil na si Kuya, binigyan ko na lang siya ng random cellphone number. Medyo nakukulitan na din kasi ako sa kanya. And I didn’t really want him to follow me hanggang sa bahay no! Baka makita pa ko ng parents ko! After he got it, nag “TY” siya at bumalik na din sa site nila. I arrived home safely naman and went on to finish the day.
After a couple of days, I decided not to go out dahil baka makita nanaman ako nung worker at sabihin na fake number yung binigay ko. Well, I could just tell him na ‘wala akong load’, but he wouldn’t believe that BS for sure!
But when I finally got out to walk my dog again, hindi nako sa harap ng site nila dumaan. I went around to go to the park. I didn’t mind the longer route para lang makaiwas sa area nila. Intentionally stayed longer at the park and was planning to go home around pass 6-ish kasi alam kong hanggang 5 pm lang ang mga workers sa site na yun. So while I was waiting for the time, biglang umambon. Akala ko drizzles lang pero maya maya pa, bigla na lang bumuhos ang ulan!
Instead of walking back the long route, nagpasya nakong dumaan sa mismong street namin. I hurried up because the rain was really going down hard. But then I decided na sumilong na lang muna and I ended up, yep, to that freakin’ construction site!
