LIFE OF A PROSTITUTE

Chapter-5

That stranger looked up and tried to make out where he was. It was clear that he was in rich surroundings. He was fully drunk. 

He kept his mouth closed in a thin, straight line and his hair was naturally light brown in color. The jacket he wore over his broad shoulders had neatly polished buttons and the scarf around his neck was tied so that the ruffles perfectly filled the space left open by his coat.

He has a ocean blue eyes. His eyes were looking in mine. His eyes were like two endless, swirling oceans. Blues of light and dark, cascading over one another, in an effort to make it to the centre. At the first, glanced it looked like cold and icy but at the second glanced, it was warm and inviting like a warm bath.

Behind his beautiful eyes, there was a mystery. A person might be able to hide a smirk or pout behind a hand, but the micro-movements of the eyes, eyelids and brows will usually reveal the truth behind an emotionless face. Once, Shakespeare said "The eyes are the window to a person's soul."

I proceeded to ask him what his name was and where he was from. He told me his name was Mr. Tillian, a tourist from Middle East. He started blankly at the ground and turning suddenly towards me and asked" Excuse me, I need help. Can you tell me where I am? "  I replied " Well you are in brothel."  He said " Holy shit! I haven't the slightest idea why I'm doing here. Can I stay here? " I was awestruck when I heard him to say that. I didn't have any idea what will I am going to say to him. Obviously a big no! Why am I even confused? 

Finally I opened my mouth and said " Why you wanted to stay here? You should go to your hotel and rest well."  

" What do you think that I am in a state to drive the car? I really can't stand properly and you told me to go in my hotel. Look, if you are insecured then I will just stay 5 feet away from you and don't worry I am not here to fuck you, I am not that type of man. Even I didn't know where I was, until or unless you told me, so you can permit me to stay here for tonight ONLY!! "  he said.

" Hmmm "

" What hmmm? Did you give the permission? "

" Yes"

He came towards me and took my hand, squeezed it gently and said "Thank you so much!! "  I felt something unusual when he touched my hands. I really can't explain how I felt but for the first time I wasn't scared by a stranger's touch. I don't know what's wrong with me!!

He asked for a pillow and blanket. When I gave it to him, he unfold the blanket and laid on the floor. " You'll probably catch fever if you sleep on the floor. You can sleep on the couch." I said to him. He gave me a friendly smile and picked the pillow and blanket from the floor and laid down on the couch. I laid down the bed also and kept the light on. After some time, he asked me " How did all this happened to you?" I tried to ignore his question but then again he said  " I know you are still awake and don't want to answer my question, but it's completely fine. I am extremely sorry to asked you a personal question. I should have taken your permission first. I am sorry again." 

I didn't say anything to him not even "It's okay!"  For the very first time, I felt good to spend a night with a stranger. No one asked me ever in my life that how I came her. He was the one. I always thought that everyone in this world is bad but I think I was wrong. Not in the world is bad. There are still some people left who cares for people, who knows how to treat people and mostly how to respect a person. 

( Thanks to everyone for the love and support! Next chapter is going to be interesting because it will be a turning point in Sandra's life. So stay connected!!! )