Yes, I am older than I look. Sometimes I take it as a complement, else I just add it to my short crisp list of plausible reasons why my mother never thought I was mature 'enough'.
While Pinky flew the world as an attractive, smart n suave air hostess, I was left to continue getting addicted at night, and do anything during the day that would help me pay for my addictions. While on some days, stealing sterilized syringes would do the trick, whereas on some other days I would shamelessly call the 'broker'.
Gigolo job was easy at first. All I had to ensure, was that I knew a few dance moves, a few holly-wood lines, keep my physique in shape, and one day's work at a kitty party would be sufficient to ensure a month full of happy nights. I personally hate the escort job; but the pay is good; no risk - my broker says. But the market is much more competitive these days. Old age Indian family values have been shoved out. Money smells like heaven, and the addiction can get people to do almost anything. I wanted to distance myself from this shame. The shame I speak of, is a new part of my thought that is linked to Pinky. I don't think Pinky will understand if she ever got to know this. Not that she really wanted to know what I did for a living. I had managed to neatly avert the question whenever it came up, and she never persisted.
While Pinky flew the world as an attractive, smart n suave air hostess, I was left to continue getting addicted at night, and do anything during the day that would help me pay for my addictions. While on some days, stealing sterilized syringes would do the trick, whereas on some other days I would shamelessly call the 'broker'.
Gigolo job was easy at first. All I had to ensure, was that I knew a few dance moves, a few holly-wood lines, keep my physique in shape, and one day's work at a kitty party would be sufficient to ensure a month full of happy nights. I personally hate the escort job; but the pay is good; no risk - my broker says. But the market is much more competitive these days. Old age Indian family values have been shoved out. Money smells like heaven, and the addiction can get people to do almost anything. I wanted to distance myself from this shame. The shame I speak of, is a new part of my thought that is linked to Pinky. I don't think Pinky will understand if she ever got to know this. Not that she really wanted to know what I did for a living. I had managed to neatly avert the question whenever it came up, and she never persisted.
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