As I entered Walter's room, he was in pants with no clothes on his upper body. He was searching for the t-shirt in his suitcase and finally found one. I was staring at his body. I just feel something. My body was giving up.
"Walter!"
"Hi Binisha, have a sit."
It was likely to be 10 P.M. and I and Walter were in the same room. I don't know what to say or ask. I was silent until Walter said something.
"So, you still don't know Why You can't write on the marble but in the paper?"
"I said I need time for that. I just can't figure it out."
"I know. Because you haven't suffered from that one."
When I hear the word 'suffer', It just reminds me of my ex-boyfriends but I can't tell Walter about my past because he is just my travel agent and nothing else.
"I had suffered in the past but I still can't figure it out."
As I said that, Walter came near me and said
"That's not what you called suffering."
"So, what you call it."
"Maybe, ego hurting."
"How can you say that?"
"When I say 'suffer', does that remind you of your ex-boyfriends or something?"
I was amazed, like how did he know about this thing.
"Yes. But how did you know?"
"Because you are still young and this is what most of the people think because they have just gone through thinking in such way."
"So, what does it mean to suffer?"
"You will figure it out soon, Binisha".
As he said that, he accidentally puts his hand on my thigh and I was in the skirt and said sorry and then he takes off his hands.
The scene just changed. If this goes like this then my body would give up. I don't know what to do. I was in a mood. I was falling for him. The scenes we had together, the conversation and everything, those made me closer to him. I can't lose him. If I went back to my room then I may lose him.
I catch his hands and put it in my thigh once again and exhaled long from my mouth.
Then Walter pulled me closer and kissed my lips. Now, I don't think that I could do anything. My body gave up. Now it was on Walter how he was going to end our situation.
He opens his t-shirt and was Completely topless. He helps me to do the same. He carried me to the bed and hugged me tight being on my top. I can feel it, the feeling of how my breasts were touching his chest. In the warm moments, I was completely helpless. He helps me to be completely naked and so himself and he made me turn and the thing that happened was out of my mind.
I had Masturbated in the past and had sex. But the thing was not going like that. If you can understand then it was not the part where I used to masturbate and had sex with, it was another thing.
"Walter, what is it?"
"It's because we don't have protection."
I never knew about this. I never knew about making love in this way. It was quite painful until it hit the spot. It was painful but at the same time, it was giving me pleasure. He made me on his top and just pushing it a bit harder the second time, kissing my lips and my neck. He asked me to move this time and it was like riding a horse.
We end together after having a good time and then fall asleep.
We woke up together the next morning and I didn't know what to say to him about the way I started to feel him. I was really happy because I was in a new relationship.
"I am sorry for the last night, I couldn't control myself", Walter said.
"No worries. I loved a lot the way you took the step. I feel like I am lucky to come here. I just came here to find Necco but see, I found my true love."
"Are you crazy? We end up having sex doesn't mean we love each other ok. It's you who started everything, now forget about it. I am just your travel agent."
"Are you kidding?"
"No, I am not. I think it's you."
I said nothing but went to my room, grab some bucks from my purse and throw them at him angrily.
"Here's your payment for the sex and take it as a tip for being my travel agent and please get out of my sight. Yesterday, I was just a girl who was crazy on her dreams and today she is a hoe."
I said this and then went to my room. This was giving me a panic attack. But I wasn't angry, I was sad. I end up having sex with a person whom I never knew. I knew about myself back then, I was weak. I trust people before knowing them. That wasn't the first time. Same as Karl, I trusted him too.
I was suffering this time because I can tell now 'Why You can't write on the marble but in the paper' because the paper is weak, anyone can tear that and marble is hard and it's really hard to break it. If you are a paper then people can write on you and can change you at any moments but if you are strong, hard like a marble then no one will write on you and you can follow your dreams. I was weak, I was so weak.
I could hear Walter packing his goods and moving.
I don't know what to do.
I was in a new city, completely unknown about things, don't know anyone or anything. I made myself out of the room and asked the staff to stay in a hotel for a week.
"What's your room number miss?"
"304-L"
"You have 29 more days to stay in a room, miss."
"But how? I haven't paid that much."
"A guy named Walter paid it in advance like 10 minutes ago."
Walter did?
What? Why?
The question raised in my mind. He paid a whole month bill in advance for me. I tried to call him but I think he blocked my number.
I moved out of the hotel and there was a small cafeteria next to it. I went there to change my mind.