darling, you’ll never guess what happened today when you were out at the interview. The strangest thing!
That man came round – the one we met in the market the other
day. He’s called Reshad.
Anyway, he just came to the door, so I invited him in for
coffee. I thought it was a bit creepy at
first – you know, maybe he was interested in me. But he’s not.
Not at all. Do you know what?
He’s interested in you!
No, really. He said
you have a perfect rose-bud mouth, if you can imagine!
Anyway, of course I laughed and said you were spoken
for. And do you know what? He offered me money! I was laughing, and saying ‘no, no’ – you
know, making a joke of it. But I think
he was serious. Apparently, slavery is
legal in his country and he has a place way out in the desert where he keeps
all these men. Well, as slaves! Isn’t that just the weirdest thing! He was offering $350,000 by the end. Imagine!
That would pay off all our loans in one go. Actually, it would leave us $165,000 over, even if we paid off everything. He must be really rich.
Anyway, he was very persistent. Wouldn’t take no for an answer! So I said I’d think about it – just to get
him to go away, you know. And he straightaway said he’d
come back this evening with his two brothers and a van. And he said he’d have the
money in cash – now what was it he said in that funny accent of his?
Oh yes – he said “not that $350,000 peanuts bullshit! But proper money.” I don’t suppose he will, though.
He must be so rich.
Imagine being able to pay $350,000 just like that! Or even more!
I mean obviously you’re worth a lot more than $350,000! Oh – I don’t mean I’d ever be tempted! I mean, really! Even for that much money. Or even more.
Anyway, it’s barbarous, keeping people as slaves. I shudder to think about what they’d have to
do to you to make you use your little rose-bud mouth on them! You’re not at all like that, are you?
different. But you don’t want to try
being a sex slave in the desert, do you?
Do you?
No, I didn’t think so.
Well, I expect he was probably just joking anyway.
Don’t forget to drink up your milk, darling! I got it specially for you. Drink up every last drop. Down it goes! That’s right.
Sounds like there's going to be lots of "milk" in somebody's rose-bud mouth…
Another great story, Servitor.A lifetime of servitude in the desert will be hard but I'm sure your wife will visit and pass (hmiliating..) comment on your new role!