Day 2 in DR: Journey Continues
Next day, I enjoy my walk through Zona Colonial. Reminds me of Cartagena. I have several prospects for the evening, including a girl who is willing to come from Santiago, if I could only Caribe Express her 2,000 pesos for fare to Santo Domingo.
In the middle of all this juggling for the right Chica, Ashley sends me a WhatsApp message, indicating how sorry she is about what happened yesterday. About knife and all.
"There is an easy way to fix it honey", I tell her. "Just come back, do the second run and I will throw in 1,000 in propina for you. ".
"I can't. I am afraid of pregnancy. I never do sin condon".
Of course, you you don't. I think and smile. A different tact is needed.
"Pregnancy will ruin your life. " I warn her. "I am also afraid of it. There is only one way to stop it. Come to my place and take your pill, Seguidet Uno. I have it" I tell her and send a picture of the PlanB pill.
I gather, once she is here, I will play a different tune.
"Have you not learned anything from the disaster yesterday?" a part of me asks. "But this is a new day. I am smarter. And Ashley was so good yesterday before she turned bad," my little dick argues.
Ashley tells me "Send it with my friend. She wants to spend the night with you".
"Just like you spent three hours with me yesterday?" I ask.
"No, no. She will. I have already asked her. And she will do everything you ask. Because her mother is in hospital and she needs money" Ashley tells me.
Is this another set-up? Or really a good opportunity? I can't decide. I don't have a better plan for the evening. The curfew begins at 6 pm and by 9, all transportation stops. It is almost 7 pm.
"How old is she? I ask.
"I will send you her picture. 18. Younger than me. " Ashley teases me.
"Does she have her Cedula?" I ask enthusiastically.
"No. She lost it. ".
I understand the trap now. This is a perfect set-up for blackmail. It can end up worse than yesterday, I think.
"Nope. I don't want. Unless she has her Cedula. " I tell her.
"But she has a picture of her Cedula. I can send you. ".
Before I respond, she sends me the ID card for Genesis. I check the age. 18 years and two months roughly.
Santo Domingo seems to enforce traffic curfew well. I reason if Genesis comes now, by the time she is here, it will be past 8 pm. If I drag this process, Genesis can't play Ashley's game. She will be stuck with me, until at least 5:00 am when the curfew ends.
"Can I talk to Genesis?" I ask.
"Yes, but you have to pay me to introduce her to you. " Ashley says.
For some reason, this demand seem to make me feel better instead of irritating me. Now I can see Ashley's reasons. She is doing a favor to her friend and earning some additional money from me.
"Sure, I will send 500 with Genesis for you. But you need to send back the knife you took yesterday. " I warn.
"Sure," she says with a mischievous smile.
Almost immediately, I get a message from Genesis. Her English is worse than my Spanish. I explain everything to her clearly. 5,000 pesos. For 12 hours. No restrictions of any kind. As many times as I want. ".
"Si, si, si. " Genesis replies. No argument, no negotiation. I start to worry, does she even understand what I am asking? I roll the dice.
"Fine, come. Send me your location. I send you Uber. " I tell her.
I don't want to make yesterday's mistake by letting her Novio / uncle / hit-man drive her to my apartment and wait downstairs.
"And get my knife from Asley" I tell her. No time for video chat.
She sends me her location. I send her Uber. And of course, they can't find each other. Mr. Enternational is right. These chicas have no sense of direction or geography. I order another Uber. This time I tell her to wait at the corner grocery store. Thankfully, she finds the Uber driver. By the time Genesis reaches me, it is almost 9 pm. Perfect, there is no going back. I tell myself.
The Uber is here. I go fetch the girl. Both me and her are wearing masks. We climb upstairs, enter the apartment. And then we both remove our masks. OMG! This girl is ugly. Not little bit. She can make a horse look sexy! I know, I know. God has made us in his own image. But this must be one freakish God. The rest of the body is fine. It is just the face. I will turn off the light in the bedroom, I tell myself.
As evening goes by, I realize Genesis is nothing like her friend Ashley. This girl is sincere, sweet, caring. I remove my glasses. A few beer later, she is OK. In fact she does everything to please me. I try to find out, if her mom is really in hospital. And she confirms it. My heart melts. I feel like I am an asshole not to believe her. The rest of the evening goes fine. She is true to her words. She lacks talent in bed, but makes up by trying hard.
In the morning, around 7, she asks if she can leave early. Her mom needs money for medicine. I let her go. I give her 6,000 pesos.
"Is the 1,000 for Ashley," she asks.
"No, it is propina for you. Ashley gets nothing because she did not send the knife. " I also give her two PlanB pills, one for her and the other for Ashley.
"Which knife?" she asks in Spanish. I don't want to explain to her. Just knowing what Ashley is capable of, can spoil this girl.
I call Uber and pick the same grocery store address, as the last trip. I show her before booking. Ok? "Si," she agrees. Genesis leaves with a smile.
Day 2 in DR is nothing like Day 1. Day 1, I was a victim. Sort off. Today, I saw someone's love for her mother. I feel happy that I was able to help Genesis. I feel terrible about the price she had to pay. A monger with a conscience is a pathetic human being.
I try to sleep. Then decide to check if Genesis has reached home. I watch the route in Uber. The Uber reaches the destination and then keeps going. Not little bit. 5 min. 10 min. Oh shit, where is she going? This girl is headed to Punta Cana and I don't know what I can do to stop it. I am all confused. But then the ride stops after a while. I notice, it is a hospital. The final proof, that Genesis was alright.
Who do we trust? I have no moral compass. I am just a horny guy with a hard dick.