Of prostitutes and punters

He looked around...

"What the hell is this?"

There were girls around him and he felt disgusted. He felt disgusted as part of human kind. For the people. That people that care.... No matter what.

The girls were moving as if there was something expected in return...

After 10 minutes...10 minutes too long. He went to his room. Alone. He felt as if he had been left alone and that these women were not it, not what anyone should be looking for.

He smiled while taking his clothes off. Alone.

He smiled.