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(She's a Whore, continued...)

“Only if you want it too,” you reply, hoping against hope that your friend has the same feelings for you as you do about her.

Lucy sighs. “Sean, you really like me, don’t you?”

“I always have,” you admit. “And even now.”

“Even now?” she asks. Warning bells should be going off in your brain at the moment, but for some reason you can’t hear them.

“You know, even now that I know you’re an escort,” you continue, completely unaware that you’ve just dug yourself into a very deep hole.

Lucy shakes her head. “This isn’t going to happen, Sean.”

You backpedal. “Sorry Lucy, I didn’t mean it was bad that you were an escort, I just…”

She puts her finger on your lips. “Shhh. That’s not it.”

“Then what is it?”

“Sean, it’s obvious that you don’t want me as a whore. You want me as me.

“Is that wrong?” you ask in confusion.

“It isn’t going to work. We couldn’t have a relationship before you found out about my business, and that hasn’t changed. I have a boyfriend already.”

Your heart sinks and you watch crestfallen as Lucy gathers her things.

“Try to forget about this, I don’t want it to be awkward back home,” she says as she leaves.

You glance over at the bedside table. She’s left the money behind. But for some reason, this doesn’t make you feel better.

The End


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