I’m laying in bed as I try to tell my body it’s time to get up, I really don’t want to, I would much rather spend the day in bed, unfortunately I work in a few hours and I still need to shower and make something to eat, in the shower I remind myself not to be too upset about going into work tonight, it’s a short shift tonight and I’ll be out of there before I know it.
I’m making myself a sandwich for work and one to eat right now, as I do the dread sets in, it might only be a short shift but it worries me I might be on the menu tonight, I find myself having to stop what I’m doing to hold the counter, -what am I going to do?-
I hate Duran for buying my last night, I hate my manager for allowing Duran to take me away, but most of all I hate myself for catching Duran’s eye, this is exactly what I didn’t want to do, what I didn’t want to have happen is possibly going to be my reality. I’m really scared that even though I am working night shift I might be rented to someone, even though that’s not allowed, I know I have heard my night shift managers mention how it might be easier to give some customers what they want, that might be me tonight.
I didn’t know that I was this afraid of being on the menu until this moment, I was never too keen on it when I took the job but that was only fiction then, I had the chance at a promotion, I was months away from finishing my probation period where I wouldn’t be on the menu, but now, now I might be hours away.
On my way to work I actually find myself cursing Duran for it, but why? He didn’t do this to me, he didn’t know this would happen, he didn’t want this to happen, it strikes me like a stick on the head, he might have accidently gotten me into this but he can also get me out, at least I hope he can.
Walking in I know he can’t and wont swoop in and save me from tonight but at least now I have something to tell them when they want to talk to me, which is as soon as I’m about to clock in, I’m taken to the office where two of my managers are talking to me; my night manager from the other night is here as well, he’s not saying anything, they are telling me I am not supposed to bring friends here for visits during my shift and that I wasn’t allowed to be bought and that I should have said something, I agree and silently listen to everything they are telling me, they are right after all.
“We’re going to let you off with a warning because it was confirmed that the customer that purchased you last night was the skeleton that has been coming by often, we wont suspend you because we don’t want to upset our client,” my head manager explains, she’s the second to my boss, the one that was excited and angary Duran kept coming by without buying one of his girls.
“Could I say something?” I ask quietly, they practically gave me this freedom to do this by reminding me how important he is to their business, they allow me to speak, I keep quiet like I am shy and unsure if I should be telling them this, even though I am more than confident in what I have to say, “well see, the skeleton last night, he said he really liked me and told me since I wasn’t on the menu yet he wanted to keep it that way for a while.”
Everyone is quiet a moment so I add in words that will speak to them, “he said he wants to enjoy me fully before anyone else gets a taste,” I’m almost embarrassed saying it, but at the end of the day it’s the truth, he does want me all to himself.
“Why don’t you go and start your shift, we’ll discuss this and call you back when we come up with something,” my head manager tells me, I nod and slowly walk out, I feel wobbly from the adrenaline, I think I just won, I might be home free.
An hour into my shift I’m called back to the office, this is where I am told that it’s not something they like to do, but for the skeleton they will keep me off the menu for another two months as long as he’s consistent with his purchase here, they tell me the only condition is if he buys another girl no matter when he does my two months exclusive period is up.
I shyly agree and head back to work, I’m thrilled, I’m sure Duran will be fine with this, more than happy probably, but also, I don’t think he would get any other girl while I’m here, I can keep him interested long enough, hopefully.
It’s not too late but its getting to the time I’m thankful to be getting off at, now’s when the junkies that cant afford what they want come in and harass you and you need to call law informant, but I’m going home so I don’t have to deal with that, how happy that makes me; plus I get away from the questions the girls have been asking me about Duran, he’s a skeleton and they want to know all the details, I cant give them any answers, I don’t know, so I tell them I don’t kiss and tell, they aren’t satisfied with that answer.
At home I find myself laying in bed thinking about Duran, I’ve been thinking about him a lot tonight, I was hopping he would come by, but he never did, I kept telling myself all night that it’s okay, but now I feel a little sad that he never came, I think I missed him.