Helen made me sit on a kind of stool, she asked me to wait for a second while she finished looking for some cotton wool to heal my scratches, but for me the more time went by the more uncomfortable it all became.
-So you like this kind of stuff Gran... I guess it's ok, you had to have paid a good fortune to spend a whole night with Iris. -Helen spoke to me without looking at me.
How do I tell her that this is all a mistake... Why am I so worried?
-It's not what you think, it's my first time in a place like this.
-You don't need to lie to me, I'm not judging you, especially when I work for a trailer park. - she said disappointed.
She came up behind me.
-Stay still... what a nice tattoo....
Whatever she put on me burned me pretty bad, she actually pressed it against the marks left by Iris's nails, so I think she did that intentionally.
