Nocturnal Visitors: Epilogue
The previous night, or actually, early the previous morning, some self-invited visitors had spent some time in my flat. One of them had left her mobile behind, perhaps deliberately, and had called to say she would be coming by to pick it up...
As I was writing the first 500 words about my Nocturnal Visitors, Svetlana's mobile rang. It was Svetlana. 'You at your flat now?' I answered, 'Yes.'
'I come by pick up mobile now?'
'Sure.'
About half an hour later, the doorbell rang. I left my computer and opened the door. The Brit and Julia were standing there. The Brit said that Svetlana had asked them to pick up her mobile, as she really didn't want to come back.
I invited them in, but they said they had other plans and really had to run.
It is possible, of course, that Svetlana and Olga really work as shop assistants or some similar profession (their English is good enough) and thought it would be a good joke to pretend they worked in a very different profession to see how I might react. Before their first cigarette break (of many) Svetlana had acted as one would think a lady of negotiable virtue might act, but not after she returned from that first break. So maybe she thought better of the idea, and, the next evening, was a bit shy about coming back to see the butt of her joke.
The whole day Svetlana's mobile was with me, it only rang twice, and it was Svetlana both times. I believe call girls usually get more calls than that, especially if they are successful enough in their profession to be able to send $200 home every night.
It is also possible that I might have been repeating deja vu all over again: I've been to visit several houses of ill-repute (on several continents) where all the young ladies said to me, 'I'm very sorry, but tonight is my night off, and union rules are very strict about our not working on our nights off.'
As I was writing the first 500 words about my Nocturnal Visitors, Svetlana's mobile rang. It was Svetlana. 'You at your flat now?' I answered, 'Yes.'
'I come by pick up mobile now?'
'Sure.'
About half an hour later, the doorbell rang. I left my computer and opened the door. The Brit and Julia were standing there. The Brit said that Svetlana had asked them to pick up her mobile, as she really didn't want to come back.
I invited them in, but they said they had other plans and really had to run.
It is possible, of course, that Svetlana and Olga really work as shop assistants or some similar profession (their English is good enough) and thought it would be a good joke to pretend they worked in a very different profession to see how I might react. Before their first cigarette break (of many) Svetlana had acted as one would think a lady of negotiable virtue might act, but not after she returned from that first break. So maybe she thought better of the idea, and, the next evening, was a bit shy about coming back to see the butt of her joke.
The whole day Svetlana's mobile was with me, it only rang twice, and it was Svetlana both times. I believe call girls usually get more calls than that, especially if they are successful enough in their profession to be able to send $200 home every night.
It is also possible that I might have been repeating deja vu all over again: I've been to visit several houses of ill-repute (on several continents) where all the young ladies said to me, 'I'm very sorry, but tonight is my night off, and union rules are very strict about our not working on our nights off.'
posted by Dubai@Random at 2:02 pm
3 Comments:
Amazing series of posts.
Well done, you got me reading all the way through!
I suppose you can be thankful that the houses of ill repute never made you ill then.
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