In her extreme hubris born of her belief that she is superior to all
the rest of God's creation, the witch hadn't realized in all her 39
years that her exchanging her pussy for a favor is prostitution.
She
does it all the time. She does it most often to "win" a contract or to
edge out competition. She says she has never done it for money, except
the one time her husband asked her to help him get a bonus at work,
romancing the boss's boss. He bought her a diamond bracelet with the
spoils.
If a man (not her husband now) has a piece of information,
or a document, or jurisdiction over something she desires, she says she
gives him what he desires to get what she desires. She says it is a
"fair trade". She calls it "plain old horse sense". She says a hooker
is someone who wears brightly colored clothing and heavy makeup and
stands on certain street corners looking for paying customers.
She
said to me, "Oh well, you did the same for 21 years. You were married.
It is the same thing. You had a house. You got what you wanted. I get
what I want. It is pure logic. There is no difference between you and
me."
But by the end of her little speech she looked a little unsure of herself.
- SDG
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