An Evening with an Escort

Dear Reader,

As foreshadowed in my previous post, I am heading out of town for a little bit. While the title may lead you to believe the final destination is Vegas, I'm actually in Kansas City now visiting some family.

I hate traveling by myself; for some reason I get really anxious having to sit for so long and don''t like sleeping because I get paranoid someone will take my stuff. Ya, I'm kind of neurotic if you haven't figured it out by now. So a decision was made to put me on a train so I could at least move around the cart anytime I got antsy. This is the first time I have ever been on a real train before (not public transit) and to be honest, I prefer it to flying or driving. The seats are super spacious, you can get up and move around anytime you want, and the train I was on even had a lounge, dining, and snack cart. The lounge cart was my favorite because it had huge windows where you could watch all the scenery pass by, although it was thirty degrees colder than all of the other carts for some reason. If you were going on a really long trip you could even rent sleeper carts that were separate rooms with seats that turned into beds. I may go on a trip just as an excuse to rent one of these rooms

On this particular day all of the seats on the train were taken so everyone had a train buddy. Here is how the first five minutes of my ride went.


Our scene opens on the upper floor of a super liner train. Only a little light shines through the window and the fixtures on the roof. Our hero enters and takes his place in a very spacious, cushiony (if that's a word) seat. Looking around he begins to anticipate what adventure lies ahead. Cue entrance of middle-aged red haired woman. She takes the seat in front of our hero. Making her self comfortable she throws her bags across the aisle, reclines her seat as far back as it will go and props her feet up. Another two girls enter claiming they have the seat the woman is in, disgruntled she gets up and takes a seat next to our hero. 

Woman: Well I didn't really want to sit next to them anyways.

The woman begins to eat some half-melted chocolate with her finger. She picks up a big blob of chocolate and points her finger at our hero. 

Woman: Want any?

Hero: No thank you.

Woman: Your loss, its damn good chocolate. 

The woman begins to sift through her large bag, applying a variety of cosmetic products while continuing to eat the chocolate. 

Woman: So where you headed?

Hero: Kansas City

Woman: You got family there?

Hero: Ya, I'm going to visit my Aunt. What about you?

Woman: Ah that's sweet. I live there; I can't wait to see my boyfriend. I haven't seen him in a week. So you live here?

Hero: I'm from North Carolina, but I moved here for school.

Woman: Oh, where do you go?

Hero: I go to Columbia College.

The woman perks up. 

Woman: Oohh, so you're really smart huh?

Our hero laughs

Hero: It's actually the art school, its been a lot of fun. I really love the city though.

Woman: Me too, I make a lot of money here. I'm an escort.

Hero: Oh...ok.

The train begins to pull out of the station and light finally begins to enter the train cart. End Scene. 

To be honest I was not really sure how to respond to that. It is not exactly the most common profession to come across and I was surprised how she mentioned it so casually. For a second I was expecting her to be like "Just Kidding." We continued to make the obligatory small talk, but her job never came up again.



- Gonzalo

Lounge Cart 

Dining Cart

 

Snack Cart

Fun with windows

Dinner

Bathroom Mirror Pic, Train Style