Long story short: I think my roommate is a pimp and I live in a brothel.
So I get home from a club at around 5:00am and go to bed. At 7:00 some Russian guy comes in with some incredibly trashy girl and start talking to me. Apparently he is a friend of my roommate. So he's
telling me that he doesn't really like the girl he's with and just wants to fuck her cuz she's hot. I'm wondering why he's in my room if that's the plan. After talking with him for about 10 minutes, my
roommate comes in with an even more trashy girl. She's also really old, 45 or so but she didn't wear it well at all.
So they're in the room, beers out, music (Mongolian prog rock) blasting, cigarette smoke filling the room and then me laying in bed wondering whats going on and how long this is going to last. So the older, trashy girl comes to my bed and starts getting way too friendly. And then the Russian guy asks me if I want to fuck her and says I can if I want, that she won't mind. Now when i said this girl
was trashy, I meant 3 inch high-heels, skirt barely covering the ass, boobs out trashy. These girls appear to be prostitutes. I get rid of her and just kind of hide under my covers for a while wondering if I was actually awake.
So they're all sitting their talking, drunk or high out of their minds and the younger trashy girl starts freaking out. So they try to put her to bed but she's not having it. So the older girl tries to control
her and they end up having a bit of a cat fight right there in the room. Eventually my roommate picks her up, takes her to the side and gives her a talking to and she calms down. So they go to bed and the
Russian and one of the potential hookers get into bed with me. These beds are tiny, singles, you couldn't fit two people on them side by side without hanging from the sides. So as soon as they
got onto my bed I got the fuck out of there. I had breakfast and then went to a nearby friends apartment.
On my way out the roommate apologizes and says they're all reallydrunk. He takes it back a bit and saying that this is his life and he's gone through many, many roommates before. Oddly enough, I'm not annoyed or pissed off at all so i tell him it's cool but just let me know next time so I can plan accordingly. He says ok but reminds me that this is how he lives his life and he won't change that. Now he's Mongolian and currently learning english so it's hard to figure out exactly what he's saying, especially with subject matter they wouldn't cover in any introductory courses.
So after hanging out at the friends apartment for a few hours we go back to my room because I need to pick up some things for registration which was next. So we get in the room and the music is again blasting, the room thick with cigarette smoke and beer everywhere. They're all awake and in
pretty good spirits now. So they offer us both beers and we sit down. The girls are so, so apologetic. Annoyingly so. Oh, last night, one of them thought I was Spanish and started talking in spanish to me. I
told her I didn't know and she switched to english. Then she said gracias so I said de nada and she got mad at me because I lied about not knowing spanish. But anyways, the russian dude is in my bed and
he's saying that he's sorry and offers to get my sheets changed. Roommate is super nice and says that he'll clean up the place and air it out today. Things are looking up.
The old, trashy girl sits on the friends lap and gets her hands going everywhere. The roommate starts telling him that he can fuck her if he wants to. My friend is not this type at all says he has a girlfriend so he can't. They say she doesn't need to know and start motioning to him to get started. So we put a stop to that and start talking. The girls describe my roommate as a gigolo. On our way out my roommate tells me not to tell anybody and reiterates that he'll get me next time. I'm realizing now that
something was lost in translation. When he told me that earlier I thought he meant that he said he'll give me a heads-up next time but now I'm realizing he might have meant he'll get me a girl. I'm thinking of buying a chastity belt.
So I leave for the day and get back to my room around midnight. they're all still there but on their way out. The room is spotless though it does smell pretty strongly of cologne and cheap perfume. My
bed is made but the sheets are not new. The blanket is covered with long strands of hair and lipstick. I pull back the sheets and see stains. Stains from bodily fluids. No good at all. So I strip my bed and sleep on it sans sheets. The windows are wide open to air it out though so I slept with my jacket on to stay warm. my roommates just waking up now so I'll make him go and get new sheets from me.
So yeah, I live in a brothel. I've met the bottom bitch. At least, that's how it seems. It raises many questions though. Why did this dude get a double room? He appears rich so why is leaving on res at
all. There's got to be more to this that I haven't figured out yet.
These next few months are going to be interesting. I pretty much let all of this happen without any kind of protest mostly because I had trouble believing it was actually happening but also because I wanted to see what would happen next. I definitely need to mark my territory a little bit and not become a total doormat.
