When I was waiting at the bus stop, I saw a man walk up with a very thin woman. She was wearing a sleeveless cottonknit shift that was wet from neck to ankles. I can tell she was completely naked under the thing, but we see lots of weird stuff here in KC, so I just filed it away as weird.
Then I noticed, she had a fading black eye and just generally looked ill used. The man spoke to her and said, "I didn't pay to be monkeying around on no street corner." That's when it dawned on me that this was a prostitute and her trick was taking her somewhere to have sex. I guess she had only enough time to shower off and not dry. Very sad, really disheartening. Just threw off the mood of my entire day.
It's one thing to write slut fic, it's another to be faced with the reality of a young woman in the company of a man with a truly mean looking face.
Then I noticed, she had a fading black eye and just generally looked ill used. The man spoke to her and said, "I didn't pay to be monkeying around on no street corner." That's when it dawned on me that this was a prostitute and her trick was taking her somewhere to have sex. I guess she had only enough time to shower off and not dry. Very sad, really disheartening. Just threw off the mood of my entire day.
It's one thing to write slut fic, it's another to be faced with the reality of a young woman in the company of a man with a truly mean looking face.