What The Business Did To Me

Before

      The guy that drug me into the bathroom with him, didn't do what I thought he would do, "Listen I don't want to do this to you," he said. 

I didn't really comprehend what he was talking about,"What are you talking about?" I wondered.

"Look, if I tell you, don't make it known that you know, okay?"

"Whatever. Just tell me," I said grabbing his wrist, nicely.

"He wants you for his money. He's pretty much going to make you a prostitute, alright?"

"I know what you're talking about. So, he's going to turn me into a piece of business just for himself? Am I getting this right?"

"Yep. Everything that I'm saying right now is true. Fact not fiction, honey."

" Are you in the whole business thing?" I asked, waving my hands around.

"Sorta," he leaned up against the wall, "I'm actually just beginning it. I like it a little bit, but I hate the part where I have to make the girl have sex with me, when I know half of the time, they don't even want it, you know? I feel like a rapist inside."

"Why ya'll do this?"

"For the money, babe."

     This guy was different. He just had this different vibe about himself, that bounced off of me in a good way. I walked closer to him, to where I could feel his breathe on me. I looked in his eyes. I was trying to read what he was wanting, what he was thinking, "I don't just wanna be your little prostitute or a customer of Dedrick's to you. I wanna be more than that," I warned him, before I put our lips together, "You're too sweet to be doing things like this, you know that, don't you?" I kissed him again. To me, it seemed as though he deepened the kiss. His hot tongue in my mouth. His hands making an adventure out of my body. I slowly departed from his lips and rested my head on his hard chest, "That kiss was not just as some client. It was for you to remember me by, till next time that we meet. Now are you supposed to be you know, screwing me in here?" I asked, looking up at him.

"Yeah. Mess up your hair and make your dress look like it was struggling to stay down, alright?" 

"Do it for me?" I offered, flashing a flirty smile.

"You want me to have sex with you?" he asked, confused.

"Yeah, I mean isn't that why you came in here? Look, I want it from you. Plus, I'm supposed to be coming out of here looking like I did."

"Yeah, you're right."

"Then please," I motioned for him to come onto me.