Alluring

There is a broken door in front of me. A sign on the wall shows me that I'm right. A company called XXX Placement Agency has an office here. I go up the stairs and look in a long hole way. The air smells like cigarette smoke. Consume unstuffy air. I wonder what I'm doing here. Did I want to do that really? Lots of money were promised to me. And I need some money now. So I go on, knock at the door. The voice says. I'm uneasy about it. I follow his instructions. I move slowly and look at him. Like an ugly guy. He's standing there. A chair with a big belly. Take off your clothes. I can take good photos of you. Is it a monster? Get scared. What raise it go? Skinny the voice speaks again. Good picture.

Make yourself comfortable. You have a potential. Energy. You have a nice body. So you are looking at me.

Agent, you're a not a real agent. You are a bad guy.

Don't make such a fuss. You get the full payment.

He keeps on thousand dollars right to my nose, and I break down. I ask him, and what are you going to do now, Mr. Fake Agent?