I went back up to the counter and thought about what just happened.
That was fantastic. I loved doing my favorite thing to a girl I really like.
I can only pray that it doesn’t get weird. I don’t think she’s going to say anything.
After a few minutes, The door to room 9 opens and Jazmin begins to walk up the hallway towards me. I see her in my peripheral but don’t look up from the computer on the counter. I just felt that it would be wrong to look at her as she approached. I don’t know what’s going on in her head at this point.
“Thank you, Charles. You have brought me a new joy in my life. A joy I have never experienced before. I now know how that girl Kita feels. I have shared in that joy and a special gift.”
“I’m happy I could help you Jaz. I’m glad it went as well as it did.”
“Is Kita your girlfriend?”
“No. She’s a student at Drexel I became close with her from coming here.”
“Do you always do that with her?”
“No. That was a one-time thing. We dated a little bit, but she’s a sweet, confused girl. I hadn’t seen or heard from her for a month while she was on winter break. She came back and it was a moment of passion and we slipped.”
“She’s cute and fit but I don’t understand why a Chinese girl would want to be so tan all of the time and dye her hair blonde. It all seems unnatural.”
“I agree, Jaz, and between you and me, it’s pretty obvious she tans too much. But I shouldn’t talk about other clients based on what just happened between us.”
“You can never speak of it.”
“I’m a vault of secrets, Jazmin.”
“That’s good, Charles. Because you must be silent in regard to what we did.”
“Not a word. Ever. To anyone. I promise.”
“Thank you. Although it was beyond anything I could have imagined, I need to ensure your discretion.”
I’m good at this. I’ve kept secrets for decades. My father taught me well.
“So you’re not in love with this girl, Kita?”
“No. I just focused on her because she was so enthusiastic about tanning and that’s what we did here. She’s the perfect client. Tan and cute.”
“Did things ever go further than what I saw?”
“No. That was a celebratory slip. (Bald-faced lie) I took her to lunch and dinner and there were kisses, but I always felt like I was trying to show her what dating should look like. She was always hanging out with these shitty boys. She spent hours here hanging out. I would counsel her on why these relationships didn’t work.”
“She sounds like a foolish girl.”
“She is, but she’s just young and lacking in experience. We’ve all been there Jaz.”
“True.” (She smiles and I feel the warm knowing of her reaction)
“Do you love her?”
“I had strong feelings for her because she’s so adorable, cute, and Asian and she actually spent time with me. I liked taking her on dates and giving her presents. But, no… I don’t love her.”
“So she was like your sugar baby.” (smiles)
“Yea. But she didn’t even realize it while it was happening.”
“That seems so selfish.”
“Yea, but she’s so young she didn’t realize. She was basically being treated awfully by these losers and she keeps coming back for more. I counsel her but she keeps making the same mistakes over and over like every young person. But the sad part is, she never realizes that everything I did for her is exactly what a boy should do to court her. Completely blew it. She never got it. Just young foolish behavior.”
“Just young girls. Are you bitter?”
“Not in the slightest, because to be honest with you Jazmin, I don’t really care anymore. I just enjoy the attention and the company all of these girls.”
“But doesn’t that leave you with an emptiness that these girls never fulfill your heart?”
“At my age, I just love the attention. I get my energy from people and have cut all of the crazy people from my life, so it’s simple and I just enjoy their company.”
(Jaz doesn’t know that I have an amazing girlfriend and that I am just doing all of this for the blog)
“Well, I hope I don’t end up as one of the crazies in your life, Charles.”
“That’ll never happen, Jazmin. You’re a lovely woman and hopefully, I won’t be arrested.”
She laughs. “How could I ever imprison a man that has shown me the way to myself?”
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