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IV
What Lies Beneath
What Lies Beneath
Yolanda Olson
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What Lies Beneath
The Alaskan air is cold and uninviting, but I have to get some work tonight if I want money to eat tomorrow. There was a time where walking the streets wasn’t a necessity; hell, there was a time where all I had to do was look at a man a certain way to make his dick hard. But because of the bullshit I’ve spent a year or two ramming up my veins I’ve lost my appeal.
I hate that I look no better than the junkie whore that’ll give a blow job for five dollars, and I hate that sometimes that’s the only price I can fetch for a full-on fuck. Hopefully tonight I can get at least fifty dollars. As my worn-down heels crunch along the cool pavement, I can feel my luck already changing.
There’s a man watching me from his car.
He has been for the past hour, and it’s why I’ve stayed on this particular block. I feel like a fucking fool walking back and forth, parading myself in front of the lone car on the street, but if he weren’t interested, he would have left by now.
Maybe he doesn’t mind that I’m not as pretty as I used to be. Maybe he doesn’t care that I don’t look like Honey Bee on the next block. Maybe he just wants to use me for the night, and I’m quite alright with that — as long as he’s got more than five dollars.