(Author’s Note: Happy New Year a few days early! 2017 should yield a lot more from me, depending. Here’s today’s fictioneers!)
©Shaktiki Sharma
Lonely Girls
by Miles H. Rost
Marina looked like a lost rich girl among the steel and neon of the area.
“So, what are you doing here?” a blonde waif asked
“I’m waiting for my boyfriend…”
“On Hooker Row? Likely story.”
“Wait, you think I work down here?”
“You’re here, right? Girls don’t come here to wait for boyfriends.”
“He said he’s coming from work. He’d be here in 10 minutes.”
“Where does he work?”
“He didn’t tell me where, but he seems important. He drives an expensive car.”
The waif laughed.
“Oh, you’re sweet. You’re going to be quite a catch. He’s a pimp, y’know.”
Marina’s face blanched.
Please…let that not be true…
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Great little story!! You show her naivity and innocence and give us a view of what that life must be like. Well done 🙂
Loved her naivety. Well done. I was thinking about going down the hooker line but went down a not-unrelated path. That photo was certainly suggesting something seedy to me.
Interesting how you mentioned that boyfriends didn’t meet their girlfriends there.
I used to work for Dunn & Bradstreet in Sydney and their office was located in prestigious Westfield Tower, on William Street, Kings Cross. I’d go to work in the morning in my suit business as usual and if I left late, the hookers would be lined up outside and yes, my boyfriend used to pick me up in his very daggy brown Mazda 626. He was a computer programmer. Your story made me laugh. I was only 22 then…a lifetime ago!
xx Rowena
Great writing and execution to the last drop. Last line sealed the deal. Great job this week, Miles. 🙂
Very good tale – strong but sad too. What is she going to do about tht boyfriend now? Is he really a pimp? Could be more to tell here.
There must be something about that blurry photo as I went down the shady, seedy, working girl route too …
Her naivety is warming. Like Lynn, I want to know what she’s going to do about the boyfriend!
Her naivete is very touching. I hope she ends up safe. And some very good writing skills at display here.
Oh the naivety, I hope it isn’t corrupted.
I suppose it’s better for her to know now before it’s too late.
This made my stomach lurch. Poor girl.
Yep. I’ve learned a lot about how women get trafficked, and this is one of the ways. It’s not a pretty thing… Thanks for hitting the point well.
Oh the poor little fool! Well written!
The harshness of the world came across so well despite being barely mentioned. Excellent writing
Harsh is an apt description…
Chillingly true to life.
It’s something that I’ve learned a lot about in the last year or so since coming back to Korea. It’s a big thing…
Ooo-err, that doesn’t bode well!
My tale is called ‘Oh Bother!’
Nay, nay it doesn’t. Thanks for stopping in. ^_^
Whoops! Run for it, gal, while you have the chance. Well written. Your story makes me wonder how many innocent girls a day become the property of pimps around the world.
Great take. Very neatly crafted.
Happy 2017.
Sad story. You evoke a lot of emotion with it.
Such a bleak one, Miles. Her naiveté and the dark setting take the reader right along–– trying to call out, stop! Don’t go there!
Poor, dear thing. She hasn’t a clue what she’s in for. Great story!