I went to a coffee shop at dusk.
I was sipping my second cup of coffee when my blind date finally showed up.
He wasn’t overweight, nor was he sporting the dreaded “balding man” look. His light blue shirt was neat and clean, no greasy vibes-just as his profile described.
I wasn’t dealing with a catfish situation, but his tardiness definitely knocked some points off my initial impression. Luckily, I wasn’t actually here for a rtionship. I was just paying to rent a boyfriend to deal with Alvin.
“Sorry I’mte,” the man said, offering a polite apology.
“It’s fine, I’m not actually here for a real date,” I said bluntly, cutting to the chase. “I’m just looking to rent a boyfriend.”
He froze for a second. “Rent a boyfriend?”
“Yes, I don’t want to get involved in a real rtionship, but my situation requires me to have a boyfriend, just temporarily,” I exined without hesitation.
The man fell silent. I thought he might be offended, so I added quickly, “I’ll pay for it.”
He squinted at me with a glint of interest in his eyes. “You seem like you have a lot of money.”
His response wasn’t exactly what I was hoping for, but it was the kind of reaction that would help seal the deal. It seemed like he was used to this kind of thing, which, in this case, worked out in my
favor.
I ignored his insinuation and pressed forward. “The fee can be daily or monthly, whatever you think is fair.”
“So, how much are you willing to pay? And is this just for show, or are we talking full service?” His tone had shifted from polite to a bit more professional.
I understood immediately-he had done this before. And I was far from the first person to rent a boyfriend.
“It’s just for show,” I rified. He seemed to have been hoping for more, but that wasn’t going to happen.
“If there’s any physical contact or intimacy, how does that work?” His voice was smooth, almost rehearsed.
I smiled. “I can tell you’re a pro. What are your usual terms? I’d like to know what I’m working with.”
“Honestly, I’m here for the same reason as you,” he said suddenly, his voice shifting. “I’m just looking for apatible woman to date seriously.”
I raised an eyebrow. Was this the price hikeing?
“You can finish this transaction with me, then find the right girl for yourself. I don’t think it would dy your search,” I said
with a calm smile.
He leaned in a little, clearly not getting the hint. “I’m really satisfied with you, Zoe. Why not let’s get to know each other better? Maybe we can start as friends first-who knows, you might find a great boyfriend in the process.”
His confidence was a bit much, and his approach felt eerily familiar, almost like Josh’s line of thinking.
“I have my own way of doing things,” I replied firmly, “If you’re not interested, I’ll find someone else.”
I kept my eyes fixed on him, letting the silence hang for a moment.
He seemed to get the message and leaned back, adjusting his approach. “Alright, if you want to rent me, then it’s 330 dors per day for up to a week, no physical contact. If it goes beyond a week, it’s a monthly rate, no matter how many days you
need me. That’ll be 10,000 dors a month.”
I couldn’t help butugh internally-he’d certainly priced it to sound auspicious.
He continued, unfazed. “Any physical contact will be extra. Holding hands is 100 dors per day, no matter how many times we do it. A hug is 200 dors per day, and kissing is 600 dors for one kiss. If we’re talking French kissing, the price doubles.”
As he spoke, I couldn’t help but be impressed by how lucrative this business must be.
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