"Hey Mister, Are You Lonely Tonight?"

The cool wind of the evening chilled me. So… hungry.

“Umm… hey girl.”

What? Is someone calling out to me? Eh? Who’s there?

Sounds like… a man... Oh… I see. Well, I guess this is happening. I can’t… I really can’t — I seriously want to cry. But I guess I have to do this. What other choice do I have!?

I slowly look up and get a good look at this guy. And… oh crap. Now I really don’t want to do this. Um… sir, do you think you can stop staring at me please? Seriously, who is this guy? Are you okay? Did you get enough sleep last night? Why are you angry? This guy…. His stare intimidated me. He had a stare that would probably make babies cry… and children… and teenagers… and adults… and elders… and okay, I’m just exaggerating now. But yeah, please stop staring with your lifeless eyes! You’re making me feel scared… and shameful.

After examining the man’s face, I looked at his hand. It was outstretched towards me and something was in it. It was red paper? No, it’s paper-like, but it was actually plastic. Money, huh? These were $50 bills, and there were 6 of them. Is he offering them to me? It looks like it. I hesitantly take the stack of bills from the man.

“Good luck out there. All the best.”

I brought the stack closer to me and stared down at it. I was surprised. Astonished. Shocked. This sum of money. I have seen sums of money that are similar, maybe even larger, but it still dazed me when I did.

But, I know nothing in this world is free — I knew the truth all too well. Workers only get paid if they do their work, predators only get food if they hunt their prey, in symbiotic relationships, an animal gets shelter if they help clean or protect another — it’s only natural. Oh well. Since I had to do that in the first place, it won't feel as bad. Well, I hope it doesn’t.

Okay, I-I’m determined. I’ll just- wait! He’s leaving!? Wha- hold it, come back!

…

The man was a decent distance away. I shoved the money into the pocket of my hoodie and quickly got up — or as quick as I could. I brushed off the filth from my clothes and ran to the man. No, I did not run.

The truth was that I was immensely hungry. My stomach felt empty. Every movement felt like it took a ton of effort to do. Therefore, my intended sprint was more of a light jog.

Grr… okay, I’ll find something to eat later. I just hope my stomach doesn’t growl.

The man was only a short jog away. When I finally caught up to him, I firmly grasped his right hand. That made him stop. He was a towering being, and I was as tall as where his chest is. I moved forward to create eye contact with him, which sounded daunting, and it was — his bored-looking eyes released a threatening aura just as they did a minute ago.

Flirting… disgusting. I sighed then smiled wide and spoke in the most cheerful tone I could muster.

“Why, hello sir! Say, was that money for me? Really, I thank you very much!”

“You are welcome.”

I was practically hugging his arm. But more importantly, was that really your response? No “Wha- who the hell are you? Get away, dammit!”? I was concerned, both about him and myself, but I continued.

“Oh, but I can’t get away with being the only one that’s treated y’know! Hm… I know! Let’s go to your place. We can have a lot of… fun!”

“Sure.”

No, no, no! Not “Sure,” you’re supposed to say “Get lost!” Sir, didn’t your parents drill the term “stranger danger” into your head.

Oh well, I guess this makes things easier on me. Seriously man, please put up more of a fight. Anyway, with that, we started moving again.

“Yay…. Hey mister, are you lonely tonight?”

“I am not really lonely tonight, but more like alone.”

“That so? Don’t worry, I’ll make this night the best night you’ve ever experienced.”

I stopped talking for a few minutes; thank goodness. We were walking towards this guy’s home while I continued to hold his hand. I was moving my body excitedly, which was merely a facade.

Come to think of it, I never got this guy’s name.

“By the way Mr Handsome, what’s your name? You can call me Camryn!”

“Okay, Camryn. My name is Ren Morales.”

“Oh, what a terrific name. Mr Morales, eh? Yes, what a beautiful name for such a beautiful man!”

“Thank you.”

Buddy, really? Just a “Thank you.”? And you said it in the most monotone and straightforward voice ever! And excuse me, I gave you a compliment in a really sexy voice. You’re supposed to give one back!

“I can’t believe I get to play with someone as hot as you. Maybe… just maybe… I’ll end up being the one that has more fun! That’s not fair, is it?”

“Oh, I guess it’s not.”

In my mind, I was sighing, shaking my head, and facepalming. The density of this guy… he’s seriously hopeless. I just hope he isn’t too demanding.

…

At last, we’re at our final destination. His home was a condominium unit in a rather tall building. We were pretty high up since the elevator ride was pretty long… I think. I wasn't keeping track of the length of our journey. After all, that time was spent being cringy by flirting with this guy and receiving placid and uncomfortably formal responses.

Phase two…. In front of the unit, I looked down contemplating as Mr Morales went to unlock the door. I… knew what I was doing. It’s basically become like a career — a career I’ve always wanted to quit. Seducing people for basic needs…. Pitiful… shameful… horrible.

Suddenly, I heard a rumbling sound. No, no, no, no, no! My stomach? I was intensely famished. I also felt severely weak. Everything was going wrong — but seriously, what should I have expected? There was a setback, but I knew I had to do this. I was even paid.

I took a deep breath… and entered.

The only light available was the light from the hall. Amid the darkness, I could only see Mr Morales, staring at me from the narrow corridor of his unit. He wasn’t doing anything; he was just standing there, staring at me. He was vulnerable.

Another deep breath. Another growling sound from my stomach.

I… was hesitant, but what other option was there? After what felt like minutes, I advanced, pushing Mr Morales into a wall.

No response. C’mon! Please say something! Please resist! It’s discouraging for me to do this to someone that’s not reacting! Or, you’re just speechless right!?

“We’re here. Let’s begin, shall we?”

I put my hands on Mr Morales’ hips and gently caressed them. I stared at Mr Morales’ eyes and wore my most lustful face. As always, his face was the same.

“But before we do, there is a special rule. We ca-”.

A rumbling sound — I was interrupted by the intense sound from my stomach.

“C-calm down, big boy. You’re just so hungry for me, aren’t you?”

Gah, why did I say that!? Don’t worry, it was just the best excuse I could come up with after that display.

I continued. I wrapped my arms around Mr Morales’ lower back and was hugging him. I went on my tiptoes and inched my face closer to his. My voice lowered to the level of a whisper.

“That rule is that we absolutely cannot go that far; if you know what I mean. B-but, we can do anything else. Just say so! Don’t worry, you can be as rough as you want to…”

I brought my mouth closer to Mr Morales’ ear and whispered in an alluring tone.

“Just don’t worry. My job… is to satisfy you any way I can…”

As I finished, my stomach let out another gurgling sound. However… this was different. It was louder, but it also had other effects.

My limbs… felt numb. My vision… went slightly blurry. I was in immense pain. But even so….

I released my arms from Mr Morales and slowly backed away. I could hear myself breathing heavily. My head hurt, but I had to continue.

I slowly reached for the zipper of my sweater. I say slowly, but it was the fastest speed I could muster.

I unzipped it, revealing my chest covered by my thin blue t-shirt. I reached for the collar of it. My plan… was to expose my chest in front of this man. Would he be impressed by them? They were larger than an average teenager’s chest, and I think the shape was captivating.

But, just as my hands touched my shirt, I felt something. This feeling was followed by an extremely loud rumbling sound from my stomach. Oh crap.

My legs felt weak. Shortly after, my legs gave out and I was kneeling. I couldn’t keep my back up straight and fell with my arms supporting me.

“Um… hey, d-d-don’t worry Mr Morales… um….”

I was faced with this place’s floor. My heartbeat hastened. My fingers started to tense up. I desperately tried to lift my face — to assure Mr Morales and to show him I was smiling, but I couldn’t. Besides, right now, it takes a lot of energy to smile.

“H-h-h-hey, Mr Morales. Th-this is f-f-fine. Y-you, see….”

I wanted to tell him not to worry about me. I wanted to tell him that I was fine. But… I guess that was too much.

“C-Camryn? Are you okay?”

Wait, was he worried. My hearing was fading, so I couldn’t tell. On top of that, his voice was still rather monotone. It would actually be a miracle if he were.

But, I quickly stopped thinking about that.

It was over. With a final growl from my stomach, everything went black and I felt my body drop to the floor — I… fainted.

…

What’s going to happen? What are you going to do to me?

I... I'm scared. But this is weird. I also feel... kind of relieved. Hmm... I guess that makes sense.