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The Banana
Walking a dark narrow road in sinful Kuta heading for dinner, a scooter pulls over in front of me on which a averagely pretty girl calls me over secretly with a wave of her hand. As I get close, she repeats the gesture to my annoyance and I lean forward slightly over the front of her scooter. She whispers some words which I can't quite make out but sticks out a very pointy tongue, performing acrobatics clearly indicating the nature of the matter. Flattered I laugh with a smirk for which she responds: "Only 100k. Very cheap" "Yeah that is very cheap but no thanks" "Why?" "I don't know, don't feel like it" "Where you going?" "For dinner" "So go with me first and then you eat after" "Haha no it's alright" As I turn to leave she waves once more persistently with her hand. Wearily but somewhat amused I lean towards her again. "Its just 10$. Its good price" "I never paid for sex" "So it will be an adventure" "Sure, but.." "Don't think of it as you pay me, think of it as you help me. I need the money" "Yeah but no I don't feel like it" "You are in Kuta and you don't want to pay for sex? That's weird, every guy who comes here does it" "Yeah I'm sure." "Why don't you want?" "Maybe I will some day." "Am I too young?" "Uhm noo?" "I have my own apartment, very close. Nobody there" "I'm sure. But no thanks," I laugh, trying my best not to offend her "but good luck and have a good night" She waves confidentially as I back away, even more persistent than previously. "Whats your name?" "I'm Nick" She says her name is Lila, or Leila. "Of course it is." I smile "Nice to meet you." A handshake follows. "Where you from?" "Denmark" She ponders for a moment, saying she is trying to come up with something to say in danish but eventually fails. "Its only 100k, very cheap" She tries, brandishing that tongue of hers. "Its a matter of principle" I try. "Bullshit" I laugh. "You're very pretty, I'm sure you can find some other guys around" "Where? No ones around tonight" "Up on the main street there is" "No there's all the restaurants, all the people" "Yeah?" "So I'm just gonna park my bike and walk around asking all the guys walking around? No! Its better on the small roads, but no customers today" "There are two guys there" I point to two fellas and a girl approaching us. "No they have to be alone. Also that girl would probably beat me if I asked" She laughs. "You're probably right" I snicker. "I'm 24" "Oh, I'm 26" "So just two years difference" "Hehe It's very entertaining this. But I'm promise, I already made up my mind about it, you can't make me change it. So go search for some other guy" "But there's no one" I resist the urge to ask how thats my problem, but laugh kindly. "Maybe you don't have the money" "Maybe" "Maybe if you go with me, you won't have money for your dinner" She smiles teasingly unable to hide a hint of malice. "Indeed, maybe" "You don't have money?" "Yeah lets say I don't" "I'll make you come" "I'm sure, but no" "What about just" - She signals a hand-job. "No its alright" "Why not?" "Actually not a big fan of that. Not that big on blowjobs either. I prefer to fuck. Just not now." "But you'll help me. I need money for my…" I guess the word to follow was "papa." "I'm sorry" It hits me that she may think she is convincing me, and that she may not be as entertained by the situation as I, so I cut it short. "Well, it was fun, but I'm hungry, I'll go for dinner. Have a good one" She flashes again her signature gesture forcefully. I disobey and part with the words "Maybe if I had been really horny, but I'm not." She starts her scooter, passes me looking straight ahead with a tense air as though insulted. "Maybe there is a problem with your banana!" Nick Wolff