chapter 2 -Beautiful feeling

We reluctantly parted as the bar closed and the crowd of dancers dispersed. We stood on the sidewalk outside continuing to talk, like a long goodbye.

I asked, "Could I take you out again? This day has been a delight because of you."

To my surprise, Jasmine smiled. She said, "Yes, absolutely, and I agree. I like you a lot. When?"

"Tomorrow?" I suggested.

“I can have lunch, but I start working in this club at four o'clock. Will it work? "

" Yes. What time do you want to meet? "

Jasmine looked down, "What about ten o'clock so we can spend most of the day together before I have to go."

The next morning, I went to Starbucks at 9:30 a.m. and she didn't arrived a few hours later. When I asked about arriving early, she said, "I admit it. I know you'll be coming soon, and... well, ... i want to spend as much time as possible with you. I laughed and joked, "With that old pervert?" I waved to myself.

She laughs. “One has to know to know, and it's like the so-called black kettle because of the way I've tormented myself for the past six years. Somehow I can't believe you're so lenient with what I've done. "

" It's me, and I wouldn't have met you any other way.

She said, "I like how you feel about me based on your hunches and observations. I was flattered and thought they were right. If I had grown up in a more optimistic family, I would have been called the girl next door. clean when you are sixteen years old and are required to survive. You did well to finish high school when you did.

Jasmine nodded. “So many jobs require a degree to even consider you. I guess they have to get rid of the candidates one way or another. I know I have to finish.

I offered us a coffee and a cake to share, and we left to chat. There was a lot of laughter between us. delicious meal. I don't trust the place she will cater for anything other than serving cold beer. She assured me that she could take care of herself.

“What time do you leave work? Can I see you then?

"Midnight, and I'll be busy. I'll be up eight o'clock, and ready to fall."

"I've been wanting to do this with you tomorrow or whenever you can save time on your schedule. If you want to do something else, we can do that too. Or, if you want me to quit. Try to see you. Tell me soon and I won't bother you anymore."

Jasmine sat down slightly shocked. "Are you kidding? I love spending time with you. If I don't need to eat or sleep here, I'll spend all my time with you. That means I have to work for the next five nights." She paused and added in a low voice I could barely hear: "He made my heart skip a beat.

I was ashamed of my weak self-image. Even and I confessed it to him. She spoke briefly to me and then took my hand. She barely let go until I walked her back to my car, a real car. Unlike the night before, I could see in the car and realize something: she was living in her car.

I didn't say anything because I didn't want to embarrass him, but I've seen signs before when I've helped some needy person get medical help.

I thought about Jasmine Hanson seriously for the rest of the afternoon and evening. I thought about stopping by the bar where she works, but thought better of the idea since it was her first night at work.

We met the next morning at Starbucks. She was cheerful and seemed happy to see me.

I said to him: "Jasmin, I have a proposal to make to you, but I must preface it with a few words. First, I am about to offer you something freely and unconditionally from friend to friend. If you except, then there is NO consideration. I don't expect anything in return. Second, this is by no means a feeble attempt to lure you into my bed or somehow trap you. I don't think the same of you or any woman for that matter. "

I took a deep breath," I want you to move into my house and not live by your car. "

Jasmine's shining mirror fell on her face wrinkled and tears suddenly appeared in her eyes. She sobbed. "I know when you see my car you've guessed me. I look at your face. I'm worried what you'll think. I'm just a tramp." She cried a little, “If I can earn some money, I can finally find a place to live.

I repeated, "Move to me, please. No wires. I have a beautiful house. It's safe and clean, and much better than your car. There's even a padlock on your bedroom door. You will have your own bathroom and shower. You will have the key and can come and go as you please. The bed was also unused; and must be very comfortable. There's even your own TV in the bedroom.

"I need to think about it," she sighed. " I like you. I don't want to take advantage of you. "

" You won't. God, I think you are the prettiest woman there. Just having you for a walk around the house will be an incomparable treat; to exchange a few words with you every day, a pure pleasure. That's all I need. "

" You are a romantic. I can steal from you blind. "

" No, you won't. I know you. I trust you with all I have. Once home, there's no "no-go" area or things I don't want you to touch. Heck, if you feel the need, you can help me clean this place up from time to time, but even then that's not a requirement. "

Jasmine moved in front of me and took both my hands in hers. She studied my face and eyes for a long time without saying a word. Seconds turned into minutes. I love looking at his face. She is beautiful. If we stare, she loses. I realized that I could look at her forever.

Finally, she grimaced and pursed her lips to hold back her tears once more. "Okay, I will."

I put her in a standing position and hugged her. "Good. Follow me with your car and I'll show you where I live."

She followed me three miles to my house. I'm used to this place because I've lived there for over twenty years and we rebuilt it ten years ago before renovating many of the amenities in the house.

The house has a circular driveway and I parked the car so Jasmine could circle around and get back on the street without backing up. I'm not sure his car can handle the stress of shifting.

I got out and walked over to her as soon as she got out of the van in which she was camping.

She said, “Damn, you're living in the Taj Mahal. you are on the water. I'm so low in social class that you shouldn't even talk to me. "

I shook my head and took her hand," I'm not social. Arrive. I led her inside. Despite a bit of my own mess, this place performed well. From the front door, one can see through the house, into the pool, then out onto the lawn, a breathtaking view of Sarasota Bay and out. Long pass to the Gulf of Mexico. Jasmine froze and just watched. Tears streamed down her cheeks, but she remained silent.

I took her hand and led her gently through the house. I walked around the track as we walked: "Here's the living room and alcove... and this is the kitchen... and then the media room... the laundry room and the dressing room go through that door... and that goes to the garage... and that's the master bedroom... and then through the hallway that corridor up the front of the house... This is the guest bedroom and bathroom that I think could be yours. I didn't even mention the two guest bedrooms upstairs.

Jasmine hugged me and sobbed. . I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU WANT ME TO LIVE HERE. "

" I know. She deserves it. ”

She shook her head violently. "No, I don't. I haven't done anything to justify something so good in my life... and to justify someone as nice and wonderful as YOU in my life. "

She squeezed me so tight I thought I was going to burst, then she kissed me hard on the lips ... and she did it a few more times. I feel like she likes to kiss me.

We parted and I said, "Come on, I'll help you get in the car." We spent the next twenty minutes cleaning out her car and stacking everything in small piles in the living room so she could organize them later. She hung some things in an empty cabinet. I showed her how to control the air conditioner in her bedroom and explained the abnormality of the shower faucet, then I left her.

She stepped out into the living room about fifteen minutes later, dressed in a waitress outfit: black shorts, fishnet stockings, black sneakers, and a black short-sleeved shirt that showed many cleavage. Her hair is tied up in a high ponytail. I thought she looked "hot" and desirable, but that's what she did to me all this time. I think she knows her effects.

I asked, "What do you do for an address?" "

" I used the post office for general delivery. "

"Please use this. I explained it to her and let her memorize it with the zip code. She had my cell phone number in her old phone. Before she goes to work, I make sure she knows how to get "home".

I took a nap in the evening, then tried to wake up in the middle of the night to greet her at her place after my second night at The Hut. Her car entered the street at midnight, but it took a while for her to come to the front door and use the key I gave her.

When she came in, I stood up to greet her.

I was shocked. One of her cheeks had a large bruise 2 inches in diameter, and the other was bright red where she was slapped hard because part of the mark was still exposed to her fingers. Also, her upper part was ripped off; a large paperclip held the sides together right above her breasts, and all the buttons were gone. "Oh, my God, Jasmine, what happened?" I gasped as I walked over to her. She looks in terrible shape and I am using my skills as a doctor to do this review.

She shook her head and spoke in a low voice. "Some asshole wants me to fuck him. He was drunk and hit me once when I told him his dick was too small to be interesting. The guard didn't reach me fast enough to stop him. He tore off my blouse to touch my chest, then was beaten twice before being cooled with a hitman's baton to kick him out of the game. He is in police custody on charges of assault and battery. I think there have been a few other accusations.

Suddenly she started to cry. "It was the worst hour of my life, and... then... i have to come back to this beautiful place and you. She sobbed. " I don't deserve this. She waved vaguely into the house.

I held Jasmine in my arms and just hugged her protectively. I'm not saying anything but hoping for some inspiration. My shirt was wet when she cried against me.