Dear brothers and sisters (a lesson I ve learned the past month: it is very rewarding to love thy neighbor), I have a moral dilemma.
What happened was, one afternoon I was strolling casually through my semi cosmopolitan home town and leaving the park, entering the city center where all the mischief is going on, and I just happened to see the silhouette of this delicious, and Im talking about an insanely hot latina chick, the likes of which will make a healthy mans fluids gush from his mouth like a waterfall or from elsewhere like oil squirting from a well - but wait let me not ruin the story I want your advice so you have to read the whole thing and not get disgusted by my perverted mind too early on.
So I saw this babe and thought to myself while starting in the other direction, I’m too good to follow a woman on the street (I’ve spent probably months accumulatively chasing women in the street but never noticed any greatly successful results such as the sex in public I would be imagining) but then I turned around because of greater forces. I shadowed her through some of the little alleys here and then I noticed how she was being harassed by three huge bald men and she was laughing out loud even when one of them picker her up and threatened to drag her away so I was turned off by her lack of lady like virtues which despite my preference for sex in public I hold very dear to my heart, it’s an ethics I can’t escape.
So I was about to leave again and get a drink somewhere when I saw the bald men had released her and she was tip toeing on her slutty stilettos in the direction where I was checking her out so I watched her intently as he passed and turned the corner and I decided she was worth my effort so I followed her into the bar she was entering. Immediately I began a conversation which she seemed to enjoy, I am good looking and even though I am insecure like everyone girls like my company as long as I dont start to talk about philosophy which they hate because they think is this guy gay?? I am not gay. I have tried and enjoyed the company because men are funnier than women but I am not sexually gay even though I like philosophy and those oily Greeks.
Anyway the conversation turned out really strange because what was the case, she had come running from her native city Sevilla, Spain to my rainy home town because of family circumstances which out of politeness and consideration to her I will not reveal in this post, and then she found a job in this bar we were in. But then while she was working it (this job) an old lady came up to her and she said: you girl are too good for this job, I see potential in you, do you want to help me with my business? And on the question what this business was, the lady replied that her business was running expensive sex clubs. Naturally my new friend (I will call her C) refused indignantly saying she was not a prostitute but then the lady smiled and said: no you have to help me sell this sexclub. I want you to represent me in the sale.
Naturally C was very surprised by this offer but she accepted it and now she is lobbying around trying to sell a high class bordello for an undisclosed amount of millions. Now what I have to do with this story except I found her particularly hot and struck a conversation with her, is that I mentioned that as my profession I am a writer (I write semi-promotional articles for several car- and mens magazines and have published a not entirely unsuccessful novel and written about a dozen that were rejected and ignored, but mind you I am not english speaking so dont judge my craft by this story here!) and then she started raising her voice extatically before lowering it conspiratorally and said to me: I want you to write my movie.
So now I made an appointment with her and her patron lady to discuss ideas for the new film plot that we’re planning to create, and I have agreed to this because I am quite keen on getting her to confide in me further than just confessing her life story and giving me the opportunity to put it to paper. But I am frankly also interested in the money that we might make if I manage to write a decent script and sell it, and if the rest of the anecdotes she will reveal to me are as funny as the ones she already disclosed. She is quite a special girl I must say but all of it is so dirty that I am confused why I am being confronted with this weird opportunity. And if course I have no idea if I am able to write a comedy film let alone a sex comedy, I have never tried anything like that, so there…
That’s my predicament. What do you think?
