Dude is there any place to get help anywhere in this city? I lost my wallet. Cash and bank cards are all in it. Not a single friend or relative is here to help me. I am not from this state. My name is David. I came in search of an ancient treasure hidden in the warm water of this coast." David told a young man he met in a café in the city.
"Is there treasure in this water?" The young man looked at David in astonishment.
"Yes, this coast is an important place for treasure hunters. Many people who seek treasure come and dive into this water. I have also been diving in this water for about a week. Many ancient Spanish ships were sunk here carrying treasure from Latin American countries. The gold that was in those ships is hidden somewhere on this coast. But technology alone is not enough to find it, luck is also needed."
"Luck is a hard thing to get." The young man sitting in front laughed.
"Where can I get help? I haven't eaten anything since the afternoon. Do you know of anyone in this city who is willing to help those who are in such trouble? It is enough if I can find a person to borrow some money. I can send it immediately when I get home."
"I have never seen anyone like that to my knowledge. People who believe in the virtue of paying money can sometimes be found in some places of pilgrimage. This city is a trading center. Anything will be sold here. Do you have anything to sell?"
"Nothing."
"Don't say that. You look like an owner of a dick with a ninety-degree erection? If so, there is a way." The young man looked at David with a smile.
"What?"
"You can rent that pole for a good price."
"Good funny joke," David laughed
"This is not a joke to laugh at. I can find you a customer. But there will be a commission, fifty percent. Tell me if you agree. It is a job of an hour or two. Dollars will be in your pocket. You can leave here gently without begging anyone. What do you say? Isn't this a good deal?" The young man rolled his eyes and smiled at David. "That's how I can help you."
"Is this your job?"
"Isn't this also a decent job at a time when everything we do becomes a profession? No stealing, no kidnapping, no selling drugs of destruction, no scam online or offline. Work hard and get paid. What's wrong with that?"
"But isn't this male prostitution?"
"Gigolo, that's what the profession is now known as. This is a job that can make you happy and make money without any hassle. Make the payer happy and get paid. That's it. Tell me if you are interested. You will not find any saint here who wants to earn God's merit by paying money."
"It will be a big problem if my family and my girlfriend find out about this. She is my future bride. Our marriage will take place soon. I am also deceiving her who is as pure as Mary." David said with a bit of worry.
"I am of the opinion that no woman is pure." The young man paused and continued. "I am not forcing you. I can't help giving you money. I have told you a way to make money. If this method is not acceptable to you, then you can call on God who is silent."
David glared at the young man's grin. David felt as if God was laughing with him.
Finally, seeing no other way forward, David agreed to the job. According to the address given by the young man, he went to a flat in the city and rang the doorbell.
"Who?" A female voice.
"I'm the one Nelson said."
"Escort service?"
"Yes."
The door opened. David gasped in surprise at the customer standing in front of him.
Linda, his girlfriend, the future bride...!
David stared at her for a few seconds, unable to say anything.
"Is this the business meeting that you said in a distant city?" Finally, David spoke up, his voice trembling.
"Is this your job along with treasure hunting?" She asked back.
"I came knowing you are here. Finally, I met holy Maria Magdalene."
"I told you to come here because I knew that you are the hero of this story. Finally, I found the Judas."
"I end all relations with you right here."
"Very well, but before you say goodbye you must do the work for which I paid."
David confidently stepped in to do his new job.