Got On His Love Pirate Ship

On payday evening, empty-handed, I returned home with a hint of anticipation. As expected, amidst my mother’s scolding, I was driven out.

My beloved sister sat on the sofa, cracking sunflower seeds, indifferent.

Walking on the street with an empty stomach, I realized the food in the fridge had been finished.

All the money I received from the men over the years, and not a penny in my pocket.

My mind was filled with my mother’s sharp words just now.

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“What’s the point of having such a beautiful body if you don’t use it to make money? Why wasn’t it you who died?”

Exhausted, I sat on the steps by the road, and a hand with a box of milk was extended to me.

With tears in my eyes, I looked up, and the man illuminated by the streetlight appeared like a god descending from the heavens, imposing and handsome.

It was him again, Jamie.

Without having time to ponder how he ended up here, I took the milk and poured it into my mouth.

That night, Jamie took me to a restaurant, ordered a table full of dishes, and watched me eat.

After dinner, he offered to take me back to my rented apartment. Without calling a cab, I said I wanted to walk back.

Along the riverbank, I walked ahead of him, silent all the way.

At the bottom of the apartment building, Jamie handed me a wad of cash, telling me I could call him anytime, no matter what happened.

Although I refused his money, I smiled at him for the first time.

In three separate encounters with this man, I found myself in such a disheveled state.

There was no decadent smell on him that the other men carried with them, and I felt that I didn’t repel him.