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My Dorky Prostitute Friend Doesn’t Understand the Concept of a Babysitter
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My friend Alice has worked as a prostitute her entire life. I’ve always wanted her to change careers, as I constantly worry about her health and safety. When I floated the idea of getting her some babysitting gigs, she looked very shocked and confused, almost as if I had said something inappropriate.
Why is Alice acting strange? Did i say anything weird?
I didn’t give it much thought and continued to explain to her all the risks she has been exposing herself to—STDs, violent clients, traffickers. I then proceeded to break down to her how, on top of it being a much chiller job, at her current rate of $300 a night, she’d actually be making a bit more as a babysitter.
After a few minutes of her awkwardly trying to avoid the subject, Alice finally admitted that she’s actually thought about it before and even has had offers for “Jobs like that”, but she has declined them because she “has no experience with children”.
Wait was that really it? Was that really the reason she was so uncomfortable talking about this. Aw, Alice. You are so innocent in the most unexpected moments, girl
By the next morning she was knocking on my door. She is finally here, i’m already late and i was starting to belive she wasn’t coming after all. Yesterday i told her that i was going to be her first client, i was already thinking of taking the boys out of the daycare, if i can do so while helping my dear Alice get out of the hooker life is just a win-win in my book.
As i open the door i see Alice standing by the driveway, she was wearing a dark red t-shirt with bold white letters that clung to her frame, and a pair of thigh jeans that hugged her curves perfectly, accentuating her figure. I guess those are her casual clothes. At the end of the day she listened to what i told her yesterday, i’m glad.
—You want me to start tomorrow? For real? Oh, my God this is so sudden, i’m so nervious… i didn’t even know you were that kind of mother…
—“That kind of mother”? …Eh… i-i mean, i was already taking them to a daycare every weekday since i got this new job, i figured it would be better for them and i if a familiar face was the one taking care of them.
—Oh, so they have been… “taken care of” before already, you just want someone closer to you guys doing the deed. Well that makes things easier… I gotcha, it makes sense you wouldn’t want to trust a stranger with that.
—Yes, they do a good job at the daycare, but i’ve read online tha-
—Wait! What should i wear? Maybe a fancy dress? No, i guess going all childish would make them more comfortable, do you know any girl i could cosplay from an anime or game they like? i can go pick up the costume on my way there.
—W-what are you even…? J-just wear whatever, girl. Is not like there’s a uniform.
—I mean, i can also just bring a wardrobe with me and have them pick whatever they like.
—Hahaha! Girl, you’re funny. Ok, but jokes aside, just wear whatever, a pair of jeans and a t-shirt or something.
—Ohhhh. Gotcha-gotcha, something low-key and inconspicuous, nothing that draws neighbours’ attention. Makes sense for this kind of job.
—“Inconspicuous”? I guess that’s a way to call casual clothes. Geez, you’re so dramatic. You’ll fit right in with the boys, i’m sure they’ll have a lot of fun with you.
—I’ll try my best to give them a good time and fitting them in.
She said as she took her fist to her head as some sort of butchered military salute, i just laughed, i’ve never gotten her quirky sense of humor but still makes me laugh everytime
I finally invite her to come inside and she sits in the couch. I can tell she’s a bit restless.
— Nervious?
— More anxious than anything
— You’ll be fine. But i’m already running late so you’re on your own now, the boys are already in the bath, they should be out any second. So all you have to do is keep an eye on them, not let them watch too much TV and keep them busy, understood?
— Roger that! I’ll keep them busy until you’re back. She says taking her fist to her head doing that same clumsy military salute of hers. I guess she’ll be fine?
I’m sitting in my office, my fingers flying across the keyboard as I rapidly finish filling in the third spreadsheet of the day. I stretch my arms, take a sip of coffee, and glance at my phone—no notifications. A brief moment of silence settles in, and i can’t help but picure Alice with her fist in her head doing her butchered salute. Will that dork really be ok?… Aw, Now i’m getting worried
<Hiii, Alice. Just checking in, i hope my dynamic duo is not giving you a hard time. How are we doing so far?>
I hit send, take a deep breath, exhale, and begin to put my phone away, but as soon as the glass of the screen touches the desk it vibrates.
<♡Alice♡ Has sent a picture>
Light Novel Oneshot
Hope you enjoy ^^
My friend Alice has worked as a prostitute her entire life. I’ve always wanted her to change careers, as I constantly worry about her health and safety. When I floated the idea of getting her some babysitting gigs, she looked very shocked and confused, almost as if I had said something inappropriate.
Why is Alice acting strange? Did i say anything weird?
I didn’t give it much thought and continued to explain to her all the risks she has been exposing herself to—STDs, violent clients, traffickers. I then proceeded to break down to her how, on top of it being a much chiller job, at her current rate of $300 a night, she’d actually be making a bit more as a babysitter.
After a few minutes of her awkwardly trying to avoid the subject, Alice finally admitted that she’s actually thought about it before and even has had offers for “Jobs like that”, but she has declined them because she “has no experience with children”.
Wait was that really it? Was that really the reason she was so uncomfortable talking about this. Aw, Alice. You are so innocent in the most unexpected moments, girl
By the next morning she was knocking on my door. She is finally here, i’m already late and i was starting to belive she wasn’t coming after all. Yesterday i told her that i was going to be her first client, i was already thinking of taking the boys out of the daycare, if i can do so while helping my dear Alice get out of the hooker life is just a win-win in my book.
As i open the door i see Alice standing by the driveway, she was wearing a dark red t-shirt with bold white letters that clung to her frame, and a pair of thigh jeans that hugged her curves perfectly, accentuating her figure. I guess those are her casual clothes. At the end of the day she listened to what i told her yesterday, i’m glad.
—You want me to start tomorrow? For real? Oh, my God this is so sudden, i’m so nervious… i didn’t even know you were that kind of mother…
—“That kind of mother”? …Eh… i-i mean, i was already taking them to a daycare every weekday since i got this new job, i figured it would be better for them and i if a familiar face was the one taking care of them.
—Oh, so they have been… “taken care of” before already, you just want someone closer to you guys doing the deed. Well that makes things easier… I gotcha, it makes sense you wouldn’t want to trust a stranger with that.
—Yes, they do a good job at the daycare, but i’ve read online tha-
—Wait! What should i wear? Maybe a fancy dress? No, i guess going all childish would make them more comfortable, do you know any girl i could cosplay from an anime or game they like? i can go pick up the costume on my way there.
—W-what are you even…? J-just wear whatever, girl. Is not like there’s a uniform.
—I mean, i can also just bring a wardrobe with me and have them pick whatever they like.
—Hahaha! Girl, you’re funny. Ok, but jokes aside, just wear whatever, a pair of jeans and a t-shirt or something.
—Ohhhh. Gotcha-gotcha, something low-key and inconspicuous, nothing that draws neighbours’ attention. Makes sense for this kind of job.
—“Inconspicuous”? I guess that’s a way to call casual clothes. Geez, you’re so dramatic. You’ll fit right in with the boys, i’m sure they’ll have a lot of fun with you.
—I’ll try my best to give them a good time and fitting them in.
She said as she took her fist to her head as some sort of butchered military salute, i just laughed, i’ve never gotten her quirky sense of humor but still makes me laugh everytime
I finally invite her to come inside and she sits in the couch. I can tell she’s a bit restless.
— Nervious?
— More anxious than anything
— You’ll be fine. But i’m already running late so you’re on your own now, the boys are already in the bath, they should be out any second. So all you have to do is keep an eye on them, not let them watch too much TV and keep them busy, understood?
— Roger that! I’ll keep them busy until you’re back. She says taking her fist to her head doing that same clumsy military salute of hers. I guess she’ll be fine?
I’m sitting in my office, my fingers flying across the keyboard as I rapidly finish filling in the third spreadsheet of the day. I stretch my arms, take a sip of coffee, and glance at my phone—no notifications. A brief moment of silence settles in, and i can’t help but picure Alice with her fist in her head doing her butchered salute. Will that dork really be ok?… Aw, Now i’m getting worried
<Hiii, Alice. Just checking in, i hope my dynamic duo is not giving you a hard time. How are we doing so far?>
I hit send, take a deep breath, exhale, and begin to put my phone away, but as soon as the glass of the screen touches the desk it vibrates.
<♡Alice♡ Has sent a picture>