6 Blend in
"I can wash the vessels, make dishes, I can chop all these vegetables, I know cleaning, I know all the chores," Inaya tried to convince a hotel manager. "Just give me this job, I have to find a place to stay and make money to eat, please, please," Inaya kept begging. "I can show you, you can pick me after you see how I can work," the girl tried her best to convince the manager.
"No, girl, go away," he denied. It was her 9th place where she got rejected. Inaya tried her best not to break down. She did not stop. She walled to another restaurant.
"I have experience of running a food stall with my mother. I can clean, wash pots, cook, and chop vegetables. Please help me. Please pick me for the job. The man observed her closely. He scanned and looked from her head to toe. 'A proper bath and sexy clothes on her will surely attract the customers. Inaya was not aware that it was a dance bar/pub. The man agreed to hire her.
"Thank you, thank you so much," she bowed and thanked the man alot.
"Hey, come here," the man called for a waiter. A young boy who wouldn't cross 19 years of age.
"Yes sir," take her in, give her a bath, and a baby doll that would suit her. The boy looked at Inaya, pitied her, and he walked her in, towards the washroom.
"Take bath here," he told her. "I will find some clothes for you. Sorry but they are not going to be decent," he warned her before hand.
A few minutes later, he came back with a towel and a piece of satin and net. He looked embarrassed. "This is the most less revealing cloth I could find here," he told her. The bruise on the boy's face proved that thie workplace isn't an ethical or healthy one.
Inaya took bath and put on the stocking she was handed and a black volume play dress that had a cut from the thighs. She was so uncomfortable wearing it. She looked at the cat ears head band she was given. The boy helped her put it on.
"Don't expect anyone to be nice to you. This is not the restaurant you think it is. You will have to wait tables, and clean." He warned her. Inaya combed her hair. "You do not know to put the make up on, do you?" He asked her. He smiled. "I can tell that you are from a rural village," he said and helped her walk towards the dressing room where Inaya saw many other girls wearing almost nothing but sheer dresses getting ready for the evening shift.
"New girl?" An old woman asked, who was wearing a similar dress as Inaya and had placed a wig on her head.
"Yes," the boy introduced her.
"This is Inaya," he told them.
"Welcome Inaya, hope you will enjoy serving customers here," the other woman in her early 30s wished her.
"Another new female in the same boat as ours I guess," a girl said, who looked very young, just like Inaya. "John, help her survive the few days," she told the boy. "Like you helped me," she winked at him.
"Don't mind them Inaya," John told her.
"Okay," Inaya smiled and joined the ladies to get ready.
"You look too weak," someone told her.
"I was not well, but I ran away from the hospital," Inaya admitted.
The work began from then. Inaya had to serve drinks to all sorts of men. Few wpukd touch appropriately, whole few would spank. She had no one to go and complain about this to as every woman there were considering it a part of the waiting Jon. Only means of life to runaways who have no educational and financial background. Inaya began to watch closely and go to serve to men who are into men. She watched even John suffer. She and John formed a team to swap serving at times to avoid harassment.
"We make a pretty good team Inaya," he once opened a bottle of beer and laughed happily.
"Ok you drink, I have to go wash plates now," Inaya said and hurried. She walked past a room, the curtains drew open suddenly.
"Come here," she was summoned. There was this young girl from her team with an old man.
"Pour us champagne," the old man ordered. He looked rich, wearing a tuxedo and authentic leather show and belt. Even his wallet looked fat, stuffed with money and cards.
Inaya ran to get the champagne, opened them and walked back to the cabin with two glasses. "Not not," the girl avoided it.
"It's okay, we will abort it anyway. You know I can't have children with you. We can just go on with this fun. Meet me at my clubhouse tomorrow noon, we will celebrate before abortion," the old man kept convincing the girl.
Inaya was shocked. She looked at the girl and walked back silently. "Abortion..but u thought they are banned in this city. Where will she go get the Abortion?" Inaya wondered.
She waited till the old man left and followed the girl.
"What is it Inaya?" The girl asked.
"Mia.. I want to ask you something," Inaya said.
"What is it?" Mia looked irritated.
"I want to know whether I can come with you, when you get the Abortion," Inaya said.
"Why? Mia looked curious immediately.
"I am pregnant..but.." Inaya cooked up a story like she did in the hospital. There was complete silence for few minutes.
"Come along with me tomorrow," Mia considered.
Inaya felt excited unaware of the consequences and reality. Inaya did not sleep that night. She was excited and couldn't wait to go. She lay awake in the bunk bed, waiting for sunrise. She went to washroom early to take a bath and changed into a pink dress borrowed from Mia.
"Shall we go?" Mia asked.
