She- In the last few years, a lot of hands have touched my body. Of course, that’s what a prostitute is for, right?
But that night a man came. I sat on the bed and raised my hand to open his shirt buttons as usual. Suddenly he stopped me and caught my hands.
And asked, “Tell me your story”. I was confused. “What”?
Tell me why you let men mark you? Tell me why you are into this? What made you to chose this profession?
And, That night for the first time, I did not have sex with a client.
I cried. He consoled.
I talk. He listened.
That night, I fell in love!
I quote” Love one another, but let’s try not to possess one another”.