I'm Not Dead

I'm not Dead!!!

I've just been on holidays, and sick, then more holidays. I'm sorry I haven't been writing, but truth be known, I think I've only worked a total of six jobs since I started back. Like, I say, I haven't been able to work most of August. Which of course leaves me more broke and up to my eyeballs in debt. It's ironic. I took this job to pay off a $2,500 Visa bill, now it's considerably more than that, and I have a tax bill that terrifies me. Forget about tuition. Whatever. I have an appointment with a financial advisor next week. We will get a game plan. I've dropped a class so that I can work more, and I've cut my shifts back at the bar, so I'm more available to the agency. I will get through this.

My first job back was a fail. He asked if I was open minded. Ha! When asked that, there is no beating around the bush. I always clarify exactly what is meant when that is said. This guy is into foot licking. I can handle that. And when I got there I found out he wanted me to pee on him too. Personally, maybe. Professionally, well this guy certainly couldn't afford it.

He was staying at the Ho-Jo. In some cities they're nice hotels. This one wasn't. I find that very rarely things are not as they look. People stay at these places because it's all they can afford, not because they want to save money. At first I thought that this guy and I would be able to have some sort of connection. He was really shy, and I am good at making people feel comfortable in situations like that, but he wouldn't respond to anything I did. I got down to my knickers, and rubbed my feet on him while he sucked on a couple toes. It wasn't until the time came to move on from that that I noticed that he had a large skin-coloured herpe on his bottom lip. And all things come to a halt.
"You have a cold sore on your lip. I have to stop," I tell him. My theory; Avoid opinions, avoid feelings, sticking to the facts and being brief is the quickest, safest way to get out of there.
"What do you mean?" He asks dumbly.
"You have herpes. I have to protect myself. I cannot continue."
"Ok, well I'm not paying you."
I already had the money. I had actually over charged him because of the foot fetish.
"I'm taking enough to pay the agency fee, I still have to pay them." Lie. I wasn't going to come out of this little rendezvous empty handed.
He protested a little more while I got dressed. There was the moment when I standing between him and the door, that my purse was on the other side. I sized up the situation. He he going to make a big deal out of this. He has at lease 70lbs on me. I decided to go for it, and made a quick get away.

Once in the car, I called the agency and let them know the situation.
"Ewww, gross!" She exclaimed. The fees were not discussed.
Once I was in the car my feet felt so irritated, as if I could feel the herpes virus on them. I couldn't get home fast enough. I sprayed them repeatedly with anti-bacterial kitchen spray. The harshes stuff I have. Perhaps I should have used bleach. You can't get foot herpes can you?

Yesterday's job was much better. It was waiting for me when I booked on at eight. The dude literally lived around the corner from me, which was good because I needed to shower, bad because I don't want to run into him at the kwiki-mart that backs onto my parking lot.
"I hope you don't mind, I'm just a head," he says to me when I arrive.
"No, I don't mind." What the hell is a head?
"A coke head, not a crack head," He clarifies.
"No worries," I laugh. If he was on crack, I would have figured it out already. It's the first thing I scan for when I walk into a place. Perhaps this is poor judgement, but clients doing coke doesn't bother me at all. I know that people on coke can be unpredictable and dangerous, but I'll take a coke high over drunk any day of the week.

He didn't want to fuck. He just wanted to go down on me. It was fabulous! I made the extra cash, and I didn't even really have to deal with him. He had to deal with me.

"I just wanted to pleasure some random girl," He said over and over again after I was finished.