Life trade - part 2 (Patreon)

The door opens and an old asian man enters, he has grey short hair with no beard at all, his face is crossed by long and deep wrinkles, showing a hard and intense life.

He looks at me and in disbelief yells at me: “Why aren’t you ready? I haven’t time to loose, your shift starts in a few minutes!! Come don’t stay there as a lump sack of potatoes, catch a dress and get ready!”

I wondered why I could understand him, he clearly spoke in thai, but miraculously I could understand him without a problem. I’m thinking if I can understand English anymore! I must have hesitated for too long because he came to me and gave a me strong blow in my face with his right hand!

”Come on you bitch get ready, you wont earn my money by sitting in your room!”

Tears started to flow from my eyes, I stood up and went to the wardrobe crying and sobbing like a sissy. I couldn’t feel my right cheek anymore! It hurt so much, it seemed that my skin would burn away.

I don’t know how, but in my shock state I opened the wardrobe and took the first dress that I found it was green skirt with white top. I zipped the dress and took a pair of white heels, it was so difficult to get in them without falling they have been at least 10 cm high! I took a matching purse too.

As soon as I was ready Mr. Chow pushed and shoved me out of my room, fortunately I got to the car without falling and after a quick ride I was dropped out in front of a night club. It wasn’t dark, the sun was just setting down, and the place was nearly empty as it had just been opened. Mr. Chow remembered me to get the usual 10000 baht together for tonight and went off. I was completely on my own and wasn’t sure what to do. I could clearly see the bar with a barman busy cleaning counter and on the other side of the room two other girls who were chatting cheerfully.