Chapter 1
He hated being disappointed. Standing in a men's specialty shop with a thousand-dollar suit on, all he heard from her was " take it off”. She said, with her noise turned up, as if she smelled something bad in the air. She didn’t like the suit on him. He wanted to scream at her Why not? I loved this suit; it fits my body nicely. I look good in it, and I have never had a thousand-dollar suit before. He said to himself while standing in front of a full-length mirror, admiring himself in it. Helen pushed out her lips while pointing her ringed index finger toward the dressing room. “Take it off”. She said this time with insistence in her voice.
He's sulking back toward the dressing room with his shoulders down. He really wanted to tell her where she could stick her better-than-you attitude, along with her money. But right now, he was not in a position to do that. He’d have to bite his tongue a little longer. At the rate he was going he soon wouldn’t have a tongue to bite.
While in the dressing room changing back into his regular clothes. He wondered how he got into this situation dealing with these privileged older women in the first place. Which he now depended on to help him survive living in expensive New York City. Not that he was ashamed of what he was doing with these, women. It’s just sometimes he felt like he was being used. In reality, they were all using each other for their own personal benefit.
All he had to do was swallow his morals and tongue and not think about it too much. Helen called out to him from the sales floor. He told her he be right out. He took his time going extra slow getting dressed. That’s the only way he could say F**k You to her without really saying it. He heard the sigh of impatience coming from her voice. She could wait. How many times had he waited on her to get ready?
While getting dressed his cell phone rang. He looked to see who was calling him. It was Redhead probably with another appointment for him. He let her call go to voicemail. He would get back to her later.
Sometimes it was too much for him. Some of his appointments were a little too demanding of his time and is body. They wanted more from him than he could or even wanted to give them. Some of the stuff these ladies required him to do was out of his comfort zone, but the money was too good to pass up for certain request. So again, he bit his tongue and did what was requested of him. Since the word no was not in Redhead or these women vocabulary. They had an entitled mentality. They thought they owned the world and everybody in it including Victor. Still getting dress he remembered this all started about a year ago.
