—At twelve noon there. With that last indication I left the building a bit more running away from it. During the trip home I tried to put together in my head the sequence of how I had managed to get out alive from that risky situation.
It wasn't so hard:
He told the woman to wait a moment, locked me in the bathroom, and with two whiskeys—clearly indicating that it wasn't the first time he found himself in such a situation— took the woman to the bedroom and kept her occupied long enough for him to get me out and let me down to open up under the excuse that I was going to buy something for a snack.
That's how we said goodbye.
I'm on the bus now, breathing relieved by the air conditioning and feeling like I'd escaped from who knows what hellhole.
But I needed to keep going with what we had started.
It got really hot having to get dressed quickly because the woman wasn't going to take long to arrive. It got incredibly hot just like the whiskey did. That guy could tell me to go to his house at 3 am to fuck and I'd go. Clearly, he was saying little.
I put my head on the pillow. Anxiety was taking over my body. I didn't care about being in bed after a pretty revolutionary day.
I wanted it to be noon, something told me it would be the best situation of my life.
And that I would never forget.
It wasn't so hard:
He told the woman to wait a moment, locked me in the bathroom, and with two whiskeys—clearly indicating that it wasn't the first time he found himself in such a situation— took the woman to the bedroom and kept her occupied long enough for him to get me out and let me down to open up under the excuse that I was going to buy something for a snack.
That's how we said goodbye.
I'm on the bus now, breathing relieved by the air conditioning and feeling like I'd escaped from who knows what hellhole.
But I needed to keep going with what we had started.
It got really hot having to get dressed quickly because the woman wasn't going to take long to arrive. It got incredibly hot just like the whiskey did. That guy could tell me to go to his house at 3 am to fuck and I'd go. Clearly, he was saying little.
I put my head on the pillow. Anxiety was taking over my body. I didn't care about being in bed after a pretty revolutionary day.
I wanted it to be noon, something told me it would be the best situation of my life.
And that I would never forget.
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