“Oh I got some more girls on the chat line here.” The young male digs deep in his pockets, when his hand re emerges it carries condoms, a pieces of paper, two red lighters and a cell phone. He dumps it all on the table. “I aint called all of em yet but I gone through most of them.” He admits as he straightens out one particular notebook size sheet of worn and crumpled paper. He flattens it on the table and runs his finger along the names. “She geeking for me called up this morning wanting to go.” He laughs as he points out one name in particular and taps his finger on it.
The young man has before him a collection of names and number of girls in the DC area. Some of whom he met himself and some of whom his friends met and shared the numbers with him. They call it the chat line. Shared information about women. If she drinks, smokes, has children, a car, etc. All the important information a young man would need for exploiting a woman.
About Me
- S.R. Alexander
- Washington DC, United States
- Following the footsteps of literary greats, I use a pen name in replace of my birth name. It is not that I am ashamed of my work, and thus put a pseudo name in front of it, but rather that I need the freedom to speak without the worries of my fame or infamy disrupting the peace of my private life. In short I am Clark Kent and Alexander is Superman.