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| Entry tags: | author: vamphile, challenge #44: crack fic, epic series: hustler!j/whore in a hoody |
Whore In A Hoody
Title: Hustler!Justin XXIX (Whore in a Hoody)
Author: Vamphile
Condom(s): Four to Justin
|Hustler!Justin | II | III | IV| V | VI | VII | VIII | IX | X | XI | XII | XIII | XIV | XV | XVI | XVII | XVIII | XIX | XX | XXI | XXII | XXIII | XXIV | XXV | XXVI | XXVII | XXVIII |
Hustler Justin XXIX
Whore In A Hoody
He cleans up the pizza and walks the box to the trash. He spends another forty minutes making sure every crumb and scrap of packing material is gone. I stop him when he pulls out the vacuum cleaner a second time. “Justin.”
“It can’t look lived in.”
“You live here.”
“I live there” he points to his room.
“That’s why you don’t sit on the furniture?”
“I’m just not used to it.”
“To what?”
“Using it. Isaac…”
He trails off and leaves me with the image of him sitting at Isaac’s feet like a puppy never allowed on the sofa.
~~~322~~~
He’s upset again. I pull him to the sofa and sit next to him. “See, I’m sitting on it.”
"Because I’m here.”
“I sit on it if a client is here and wants me to. They usually don’t.”
He gets that blank stare.
“I’m going to stop talking about what clients ask for.”
“I don’t want you to stop that.”
“Yes you do.”
“It’s hard to hear. That doesn’t mean I shouldn’t hear it.”
“You want a written report?”
He looks at me thoughtfully.
“I was joking.”
“I like the idea.”
“Shouldn’t someone find this sick?”
“Not for that, twat.”
~~~323~~~
I stare at him for a minute and he starts to fidget.
Justin… can you write it all down, everything, start with… home, your mother, all of it and just keep going 'til you get to… here.”
“Well, I wanted to learn to type, this would be good practice.”
What I’m thinking may be wrong, but then again, people love to hear about the horrors others have been through. I think I’ve found my ghostwriter.
“No one’s going to care.”
"Justin. If you don’t want to do this you don’t have to. We’ll change your name. You can be anonymous."
~~~324~~~
He’s out of his fucking mind. No one wants to hear my story. It’s boring. “Will people think it’s you?”
“No, they’ll think I made it up, no one will believe it’s real.”
“But it is real. It’s my real life.”
“Do you want people to know that?”
“Yes. I made choices and I’m here and I’m not ashamed even if you are.”
“I’m not ashamed of you. I just wasn’t sure…”
“Well I’ll write it, because you want to read it. But I don’t think anyone else will.”
No one else will be interested but Brian wants is…
Cont...