Before he realized it, the world had become strange.
“Oh, um, hi. How about 1,000 for your time?”
William was on his way home from school, lost in his thoughts about the things and interesting events that had happened in the school, when suddenly, as he rounded a bend, a woman appeared in front of him.
Her beautiful, dark hair caught his attention first, flowing softly around her face in a straight bob style.
“Excuse me?” he asked, bewildered, also doubting if he had misheard what the woman had said.
But apparently, he did not.
“H-hi. How about 1,000 for your time?” the woman, albeit hesitating repeated what she said.
William looked at her in suspicion.
As she came closer, William noticed her plump and round body, but it didn't distract from her beautiful face.
She seemed to be in her te twenties or early thirties. A bit plumper. But she had a huge pair of mountains.
Her eyes were rge, and round and her features aged beautifully.
Her brown skin framed thick thighs and a meaty breast, complemented by her short bck hair.
Lips slightly stained red and a small neckce nestled in her deep cleavage diverted attention from her neck rolls.
Not a cssic beauty, but a touch of makeup worked wonders, bringing out her inherent mature look. Coupled with a gentle smile gracing her lips. She was dressed in a flowing white floral dress that accentuated her body.
The warm summer sun was setting, casting a golden glow over the buildings around them.
William felt time stopped.
But of course, it did not.
Though it dazzled him.
His curiosity piqued.
He changed his bewildered expression and looked at the woman with faint interest.
“Hi,” he started. “Are you asking to have sex with me?” he asked directly.
“That, that is… I want you to have sex with me…I, I can give 1,000… no, um 2,000. How about it?” she said.
'It seems like she mistook me for a prostitute. '
William couldn’t help but smile wryly at this situation.
It’s not that she was just offering it out of the blue, but rather, she mistook me for a prostitute with how confident she was when saying that.
But thinking about it, it doesn’t seem to be her fault.
Recalling what he was doing, William realized how he was acting suggestively without even realizing it.
All that greeting and smiling at women around him had given this woman that idea.
Anyone would, if he was in their shoes.
He thought.
I already know how strange this world is, but being treated as a prostitute is the first.
“I’m sorry but I’m not a prostitute,” William said, taking the woman off-guard.
He could see her eyes widened and her face in shock and disbelief.
And from the looks of it, she might have felt shame for what she had done.
Perhaps, calling a man in this world a prostitute can be rather insulting, which, of course, was understandable.
A man suddenly calling a woman a prostitute, and even asking to buy her body can be beyond rude and can even be a reason for a court case.
"I-I'm sorry… I thought I thought…. oh god, this is embarrassing!” the woman’s face turned red in shame.
“I’m sorry if my words offended you. I didn’t mean it!" she said as she looked down in embarrassment.
She turned around and started walking away.
“Wait,” however, Wiliam stopped her just as she was about to run away.
He looked around and saw few people in the street, with none who was looking right at them.
“L, look, I’m sorry… just, just don’t report me.” the woman bit her lips and pleaded.
She seems to be making a false assumption when he stops her.
She even looked as if she was going to run any minute.
A woman had found me attractive enough to pay for me.
That wasn’t too bad.
William smirked. The feeling somehow made him feel good.
Especially, the woman wasn't bad looking.
Besides, hmm, rejecting a woman’s advances is a man’s shame~
He looked at her and smiled, “No, of course not. I’m not a prostitute, but I could use some extra money. How about we discuss the price,”
Her eyes widened in surprise, and she stared at him.
“Really?”
William walked toward the dim alley and stood beside the vending machine.
It would be bad if someone saw him and got suspicious.
Though he didn’t mind rumors flying around, it would cause several issues in his new life.
Nevertheless, it would not stop him from enjoying his life as well.
William gnced at his watch and said, “I have some time…What do you think?”
She looked at him in the eyes for a long time and he held her gaze without faltering.
William could pretty much imagine her thought process by looking at the small changes of expression on her face.
She went from disbelieving to cautious, cautious to desperation, and desperation to expectant.
When she arrived at that point, she eventually blushed a little and said, “H, how much do you want?”
He thought for a moment and asked instead, “How much can you give?”
“...1, 2, no, I can give you 3,000… is that enough?”
He wasn’t really in need of money.
William had several thousand dolrs in his account since his mother was not stingy with his allowance.
His ‘former’ self also didn’t have many hobbies, so expenses were down to the time the original ‘him’ spent with his friends eating outside or buying clothes. As for why he was asking for money, well, it’s just an excuse.
It might look suspicious if I just gave what she wanted for free. And probably could even lead to some serious troubles.
Nevertheless, just how desperate is she?
“I only accept cash,”
William didn’t want his mother to notice that strange amount of money appearing on his account since she checked what comes and goes there. “I’m fine with 2,000.”
“Really?!”
“But on one condition,”
“... …”
“You can’t tell anyone about this? Understand?”
The woman was surprised for a moment, but she hurriedly nodded her head with an excited expression.
"Cool. So where are we gonna do it? Here?"
"How about my house? It’s close."
“Your house?”
William frowned.
“I, it’s fine… it’s safe. It’s just right there." she rushed to expin in a fluster, even raising her hands as if she wanted to tell him she didn’t have any wicked pns like kidnapping him.
She even pointed to her house, which is really close you can even see it.
Are you picking prostitutes near your house?
Probably a thing in this world… I’m not sure., though.
"...3,000 is all that I have. I can’t afford a hotel,” she said timidly.
William thought for a moment.
But yes, only for a moment.
After all, he doesn’t really need to think about it.
When you wanna do it, you just gotta do it!
That’s his motto.
“OK, but just in case, I warn you if you do anything bad. I had a tracker pced on me by my mom. If I’m not at home for a period of time, she’ll come looking for me. And she’ll know where I am if she so much as traced my location.”
Of course, that is a lie.
William doesn’t even know if such a thing exists.
He’s just making threats to warn her.
“Don’t worry, I won’t,” the woman smiled wryly. She grabbed a few bills in her pocket and said, “H, here… it’s 1,500… I, I will pay the rest after,” She then turned around and added, “If you’re still okay with it, then follow me. I promise, I won’t do anything bad that would hurt you, or give me trouble… B, but if you’re not sure, then y, you can have that money… just don’t tell anyone about this…”
Though he noticed she kept gncing at him secretly.
William looked at her retreating back and thought- following an unknown woman in her house was not a good idea on paper. Even an idiot knows that.
A little older, but… she was beautiful, downright in my strike zone.
I’ve never been mistaken as a prostitute and even wanted to pay huge money just to have sex.
2,000 dolrs is not a small money.
Weighing the pros and cons, William’s dick won a ndslide.
Without thinking too much, he followed shortly.
“So, I haven’t gotten your name,”
“Me? My names Ade, Ade Spilier. Y, you?”
Seeing William following her, the woman’s face beamed in excitement.
Her lips curled into a smile creeping on her face.
“You can call me Will.”
“Will… you said you’re not a prostitute, why did you agree? Do you need money?” she asked softly.
Probably trying to lighten the mood by small talk, or inquisition.
“Ah, if you don’t want to say it, you don’t need to.”
“If I tell you, I like sex, will you believe it?”
She looked at him surprised and fshed him a look of disbelief.
But only for a moment, “Well, if you say so, I will believe you…”
William fshed her a grin, noticing her slight amazement, and of course, doubt.
“...But I’m still going to get that money,”
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