I've been squeezing my landlord for almost four months in exchange for a rent reduction.
THE LANDLORD SHOWS ME THE APARTMENT, I SHOW HIM ONE OF MY POSSESSIONS
One Wednesday afternoon, at the beginning of September, I arranged to meet the landlord so he could show me the place. When I arrived, we greeted each other, and from the start, I could tell he was very happy to see me. He had the typical look of a womanizer, a horny old man.
I know exactly what someone like that is like; I've run into many over the years, and although I knew I didn't recognize his face, his gestures and initial appearance seemed similar to those of other men I've slept with.
In my case, I don't dress as provocatively as I used to, when I practically wore a "loose woman" sign on my back, but it's true that I still have some tight pants and low-cut tops that are practically begging to be buried. That day I remember wearing tight jeans, ripped at the legs, and a crop top that pushed up my chest. Since I don't usually wear a bra, my nipples could harden at any moment and be clearly visible to anyone who noticed.
Anyway, I went up with the man to see the apartment, and from the start, the apartment and the building seemed even more disgusting than what I'd seen in the photos. People know how to rent out run-down apartments at exorbitant prices, or at least how to get people to come and see them. They just fix it up and take carefully staged photos from certain strategic angles to make it look bigger and brighter. In short, I was disappointed when I walked into the apartment. It wasn't bad, but I just expected it to be better, or at least like in the photos.
It didn't take more than a couple of minutes for him to show it to me. We were soon leaning against the kitchen counter, debating the price, the furniture, and everything else. The landlord, whose name is José, told me the price was $450, and I tried to haggle or at least get it down to $400.
As you know, I can be very persuasive, but in this case, I hadn't even hinted at sex or group sex, not even remotely. I simply told him I was a student, that it would be difficult for me to pay that much, and asked if we could agree on $400.
José, who I'd guess was about 55, told me he also needed the rent money to pay for his son's college tuition, that his son was also a student, and that his job was temporary. He said his wife was looking for work, that he had very high rent, and that he was still paying off his car.
In short, he was telling me his life story. I didn't mind; I can spot lies when I hear them. His face and gestures betrayed his nervousness.
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