Prostitute Neighbor

By sheer coincidence, I ended up sharing a house with four prostitutes. It was a two-bedroom, one-living-room house, about 120 square meters, with a rather large living room of about 40 square meters. We each had our own bedroom; the kitchen and bathtub were shared. I was a down-on-his-luck scholar; and I only knew how to address the four of them: Sister Yan, Sister Rong, Sister Gong, and Sister De. I had no way of knowing their ages, but I could guarantee one thing: they were all stunning beauties, the cream of the crop among prostitutes.
I spent my days idly in front of the computer, writing articles to make a living. I had excelled in electronics in university, so modifying a listening device was a piece of cake. I took the opportunity of changing a light bulb and installed a listening device in the ceiling light of one of the prostitutes' bedrooms, connecting it in parallel to the light bulb to ensure 24-hour power. This way, I could easily gather material for my stories!
Three women make a drama, let alone four restless prostitutes. Here's the story I overheard about Sister Yan: The four of them always had time to get together, talk about their pasts, and then insult each other for being slutty, followed by waves of laughter characteristic of prostitutes. "Bang!" I heard the sound of a lighter being lit; I guessed Sister Yan's story was about to begin. I figured cigarettes always brought out a touch of melancholy.
"Sister Yan, are you going to tell us or not? Didn't we agree? Are you going to tell us today?" The voice sounded like Sister De's; her voice was the most delicate.

"Ah De, you're always so impatient. Let me think about what to say, you little slut..." Sister Yan chuckled.
I knew I had a chance. It seemed they were going to take turns telling their stories, and this was the first one! I secretly rejoiced that I hadn't missed a thing!
Sister Yan continued, "Are any of you from the countryside? Judging from your appearance, I know you're not, so I decided not to ask. I'm a poor girl from a small mountain village. You should know how tough life is in the mountains. I've always wanted to leave since I was little, but I only went to elementary school and can barely read a few words. Those days were so hard: I endured year after year. I started menstruating when I was twelve, but until I was seventeen, I never took a bath. You can't even imagine. Later, when I was eighteen, I went to a secluded stream behind our mountain and had a good bath. After changing into my new clothes, I came to Shenzhen alone."
Sister Yan paused, perhaps wiping away tears, and continued, "But things got better after that. I was quite lucky, actually. As soon as I arrived in Shenzhen, I met a regimental commander who was looking for a female nanny with a monthly salary of 2000." "RMB, and with guaranteed food and lodging, 2000 yuan! I never dreamed I'd earn so much! Everything happened so suddenly and so smoothly; I was chosen. This was incredible news for me, but you'd never guess what I did at the old regimental commander's house." At this point, Sister Yan suddenly said, "Hey, Rong, get me a glass of water."
Then I heard the bed creak.
"I worked there for two years. For the first month and a half, I didn't do anything, just ate three big meals a day, and took a bath once a day. The general's wife cleaned my vulva. She was probably in her fifties, incredibly healthy, but very kind. At first, I was shy, but she said, 'Don't be shy, women need to pay attention to their hygiene, otherwise it'll be too late if you develop any illnesses later.' I was still a virgin then, so I didn't know much about this. It was only that night that I learned the urethra and vagina are two different places," she said, and I heard waves of laughter. "The general's wife said she's a gynecologist, and much of my current knowledge comes from her. She told me that a woman's genitals should be washed every day, and that the labia majora and minora should be spread apart to clean the labial folds; she also said to use clean water, not hot water, and definitely not to use a hot towel, otherwise it will cause congestion in the genitals, making the vulva darken and losing the beautiful, alluring red vulva; she also told me not to use towels or anything like that to clean inside the vagina, as that's the most unhygienic thing to do, and not to spray perfume on the genitals, otherwise the smell of perfume mixed with a man's semen and your own vaginal fluid will be very unpleasant, and men won't like it."
"Sister Yan, are you giving a sex education lecture? Tell us your story already, what exactly did you do? Stop keeping us in suspense." Someone finally couldn't hold back any longer.
Sister Yan laughed and said, "Sister Gong, you're the least hygienic one here. Be careful not to catch an STD. Don't blame me for not warning you. I also want to tell you something: after urinating or defecating, wipe from front to back with toilet paper, don't do it backwards, otherwise it's easy to get a vaginal infection. If you get an infection, see how you'll make a living!" Then, I seemed to hear someone take a sip of water.

"In these two weeks, I clearly felt the changes in myself: my hair became shinier; my skin became more elastic and smoother; more importantly, I felt more and more womanly, and more and more lonely. Finally, one day, the general's wife asked me if I got up at night. I was very confused at the time, so I told her that I never got up at night. I asked her what was wrong, but she just smiled and didn't answer. That night, the general's wife came, but she also brought me a small gift—a shriveled date. Then, she took out four pairs of handcuffs and handcuffed my limbs to the bed, making my hands and feet spread as wide as possible, so that my genitals were fully exposed to the lady. If she were closer, I think..." There was a chance they would see my hymen. However, I was terrified at the time and didn't know what my fate would be. But from the day I arrived, I thought, "2000 yuan a month, I'll do anything they ask." Then, the woman spread my labia and placed the shriveled penis, pressed against my hymen, inside my vagina. I felt my labia close automatically, and a warm, burning sensation spread throughout my body. My genitals were contracting and relaxing, and my body trembled involuntarily. Suddenly, I felt the urge to urinate. The woman took out a tubing, just the right thickness to insert into my urethra, and then inserted the other end into a chamber pot. Finally, she whispered something to me and left with a grin. "
Is this your mission? That's rather novel, but what's the use?" Finally, someone had to ask. Don't you want to ask? Sister Yan ignored her and continued, "That night I suffered terribly. I couldn't sleep at all. That feeling gave me a strange excitement, especially since that shriveled date would swell up. It kept swelling inside, like something was moving, and at the same time, it felt like something was flowing out, but unfortunately, I couldn't see it. I tossed and turned until 5 a.m., when the feeling in my lower body gradually became numb, or maybe because I had lost too much fluid, my whole body was exhausted and I had no strength left. I gradually became drowsy. Just then, my wife woke me up. I run every morning at six o'clock sharp. In my hazy state, my wife pulled my labia open unusually wide, and I felt waves of stinging pain. Then, she used tweezers to remove the swollen, plump date..." I took it away; it had white and blood on it, probably my vaginal fluid and my virgin blood. Later, I heard that the old general ate it whole without washing it. I did this for two whole years afterward, but for the first two weeks, I didn't receive any extra service, and my genitals weren't stimulated much, so I could only insert one date, and I bled for a full two weeks, though not much each time. For the past two weeks, I've made love with the general on the first and fifteenth of each lunar month, and the number of dates I inserted has increased to three. You might not believe it, but the general, being a former Eighth Route Army soldier, could still last half an hour even in his seventies.
At this point, someone joked, laughing, "It's all thanks to your sister Yan!" Then everyone burst into laughter.i=15> Sister Yan cleared her throat and asked seriously, "Do you still want to hear it? Seriously, what's wrong with you guys? I remember the first time I slept with him, I thought he was very gentle. I thought if it weren't for him, I probably wouldn't be so sexually driven, and I wouldn't have joined the sex industry. People who are high-ranking officials are different; his penis is so big. When he first took it out, I was terrified. Luckily, he was experienced and knew I was a virgin, so he was extra careful. I knew I could fit a date in my vagina, but who knew something this big could go in?" What I heard next was a cacophony of voices, but the loudest question was, "Just how big is his penis?"

Sister Yan laughed and said, "In all my years in this business, I've never seen such a small penis. Perhaps it truly is a rare find. It's not too long, about 16 centimeters when erect, but it's very thick. I can't even pinch it with one hand; it must be over 20 centimeters. But ever since he helped me open my hymen, there's been no more obstruction in my vagina. I can even put three dates inside. I've been doing this for two years."
Suddenly, I heard someone inside say, "Wet, wet, wet..."
Then the door opened, and four beautiful women came out one after another, showering in the bathhouse, getting dressed, putting on sexy clothes, and beginning their business for the night.

I knew they were leaving, and I also knew that at 5 pm tomorrow, they would definitely have another personal story to tell, but they would never know that I was eavesdropping.
Time flies, and their story begins again in anticipation.
This time it's Sister Rong's story. Sister Rong seems to be a great storyteller; her opening remarks are always different. She started by saying she wanted to ask everyone a few riddles, saying they were closely related to the plot.
Sister Rong asked, "A naked woman running in the rain, what's the idiom?"
After that, I couldn't hear anything except the sound of the bed creaking.
Sister Rong said, "Let me tell you, it's 'a rumor without foundation'; then I'll give you another one, 'Wang Zhaojun leaving the border,' what's the idiom for that too? How about that, you don't know it again? Let me tell you, remember it, it's 'adapting to local conditions' (clitoris), meaning putting the clitoris in a foreign land; to better set the atmosphere, I'll tell you another one, 'What is a naked woman sitting on a rock?' It seems you can't guess it, it's 'losing sight of the bigger picture', meaning the genitals are small, so the rock hits them!" At this point, the other three prostitutes in the dormitory laughed so hard they were bent over, and some even continued to tease, "Tell us a few more dirty jokes."
Sister Rong laughed and said, "If you want to hear dirty jokes, there are plenty. Since you're all so enthusiastic, I'll tell you another one. Our great leader Mao Zedong wrote a poem like this—'In the twilight, I see the sturdy pine, amidst the swirling clouds, it remains calm; a natural fairy cave, boundless scenery at the perilous peak.'—It's said that this is a love poem Chairman Mao wrote for Jiang Qing, and the joke is in the last two lines. Use your imagination! What exactly are the 'fairy cave' and the 'perilous peak'?" By this time, the audience was already laughing hysterically. Sister Rong continued, "Actually, coincidentally, our beloved leader Deng Xiaoping also proposed something before—'one center, two basic points'—which is exactly the same as Chairman Mao's idea! Didn't you expect that there are so many coincidences in our women's bodies?" Sister Rong continued with no small amount of pride, "Do you still want to hear more? I think you should stop now, otherwise, you'll laugh yourselves to death."
"Sister Rong, how do you know so much?" someone asked.
Sister Rong said, "That's exactly why I tell these dirty jokes. If a normal person lived in this kind of environment all day, wouldn't they go crazy? The place I worked was such a huge dye vat. I was a textile worker in a state-owned textile factory. In that environment, I don't know why, everyone seemed to have gone mad. The workers there, whether married or unmarried, leaders or not, would surround you all day telling these dirty jokes. And what was most infuriating was that every time there was a scrap of cloth, they would always ask, 'Is this enough?' And they would touch you inappropriately, groping your buttocks, grabbing your breasts, and that would satisfy them. Later, something happened that made me determined to leave that hellhole. There was a young girl in our factory, only eighteen years old, very fair-skinned, loved by everyone, but she was raped by our Party Secretary—Old Han. Because Old Han had connections in the court, the case was ruled as insufficient evidence, and the appeal was dismissed." "
But after you left, didn't you still become a prostitute and get raped?"
"But at least I got the money, unlike that other job where I was just eating in anger!"
Sister Rong composed herself and continued, "How did I become a prostitute? It was all thanks to the Party. Just when I had nowhere to go, a job came my way: I was drinking coffee one day when a guy who looked like a government official came up to me and said he wanted me to act in a play for him, offering 100,000 RMB, but I might have to pay with two months in jail. I agreed without a second thought. Later, I found out that the guy who patronized me was the deputy director of a municipal public security bureau, and the guy who approached me was the director. The director heard that the deputy director might be promoted to director, so he resorted to this tactic. Just as I got the deputy director's penis hard, the Party's men arrived, so the first..." After my first prostitution session, I was still a virgin. However, that wasn't my luckiest moment. Later, the deputy director was reprimanded and released, with the excuse that he was a leader and would be more disciplined in the future, so the matter wouldn't be pursued this time. My prostitution case was therefore never filed, so to this day I'm a law-abiding citizen with no criminal record. According to the women there, the usual practice for catching a prostitute is a 5000 yuan fine, but if they confess to a client or prostitute, the fine is reduced by 1000 yuan. Let me tell you a little story about catching prostitutes. I heard that they bring their own cameras during each operation, and many of them scratch and claw at the prostitutes. I also heard that one of the women there had a sexually transmitted disease, and all the police officers ran into the bathroom.

"Sister Rong, do you remember who you gave your virginity to?"
Sister Rong, neither angry nor upset, continued, "There was a rich man who wanted to find a woman for his mentally challenged son to have some fun with. After hearing this, I went to see him. Many people applied, but unfortunately, very few were virgins. So, when I went, the rich man agreed to hire me and gave me 100,000 RMB. But I really didn't expect his son to be so mentally challenged. I originally thought sex was a basic human instinct, but his mentally challenged son, upon seeing a vagina, didn't know what to do. After his father told him, he put his limp penis inside. In a little while, you don't..." I did get hard, but then his silly son said, "Dad, I need to pee," and so his son peed on me there, getting my entire lower body dirty. A little blood came out with the urine. I secretly rejoiced that I could still sell myself one more time, but what happened next completely shattered my hopes. The rich man brought in a dog named German Black. The dog was almost the size of a donkey, and its penis was unusually large. I don't know what he fed the dog, but the dog jumped on me as soon as it saw me. At first, the rich man made me lie on my back on the sofa, and the dog lay on top of me, its front paws draped over... The dog skillfully inserted its penis into my vagina, and I felt a bursting sensation. Then, its penis thrust in and out of me three times per second. In a very short time, I lost myself, feeling as if my soul had ceased to exist. Afterwards, I crawled like a dog. I don't remember what I did after that, but I vaguely remember that the dog's semen was hotter than human semen. I don't know how many times I did it. When I regained consciousness, I saw a white mess on the floor, mixed with patches of blood. I don't remember... I don't remember how I got home. I only remember that for a week afterward, I had that burning sensation in my genitals, as if the dog was still ejaculating. Also, my labia majora and minora were swollen to about the thickness of a fingertip. After it healed, I kept reminiscing about the moment the dog's penis ejaculated, the entire glans filling me completely, that burning sensation, that stinging pain as it was pulled out—I still remember it vividly. I liked that feeling of fullness, so I became a prostitute! "

At this point, Sister Rong asked, 'Are you wet yet? I guarantee you won't need me to treat you to dinner.' Now I finally understood what they meant yesterday.
Then they all came out and went to work!"
That afternoon, after hearing their stories, I couldn't resist anymore and decided to go out and find some "wild game." In Shenzhen, it's relatively easy to find someone to sleep with if you're willing. However, I'm just a freelance writer and don't have enough money to say things like Wang Shuo, "I'm a rogue, who cares?" I just want to find someone as lonely as me to sleep with, satisfying her and satisfying myself. Tonight, I was lucky. In a small bar, I found a petite woman from the south. Without thinking twice, we sat and drank non-stop. Naturally, we ended up staying together at a hotel. At the time, the woman had drunk too much, so she didn't react to anything I did. Because I had been holding back for so long, I didn't care much and had sex with her on her soft body. I don't know how many times we did it, but I saw that her vagina could no longer hold any more semen, and streams of semen flowed from between her legs. Afterward, I felt tired and fell asleep holding her.
The next morning, the girl broke free from my arms, and her movement woke me up. Seeing us naked and embracing, she asked, "Last night, did you really put that ugly thing inside me? I'm in my fertile period! No way, you've ruined me! What if I get pregnant? I'm in school!" Then, she parted her genitals to examine them closely, seeing that her pubic hair looked like it had been coated with mousse, clinging tightly to her skin. Then, naked, I got up to take a shower. Seizing the opportunity, I kissed her on the lips, followed by another round of lovemaking. I could feel her sweat mingling with mine. About half an hour later, the girl came to her senses, looked at me with deep affection, and said, "I have to go to class now. Do you have a phone? Will we keep in touch?" I smiled. She continued, "Forget it. I knew you men were all the same, taking advantage and then leaving. Sigh, how could I have met such a bad man like you?" She glanced at me, and I frankly said, "Actually, I also really wanted to meet you. Fate is unpredictable, but I believe we are destined to be together."

After parting ways with the girl from the south, it was already six in the morning. When I returned to my room, the four prostitutes had already gone home and were fast asleep. Exhausted, I poured myself a cup of coffee, took a sip to perk myself up, and sat down at my computer to write an article that could earn me a living. This kind of life had made me lose sight of life itself!
Later, I continued to eavesdrop on Sister Gong and Sister De's stories.
Let me start with Sister Gong's. Sister Gong was quite remarkable; she used to work in a government office, a typical white-collar professional. Her immediate supervisor was an old man in his sixties, who should have been of retirement age, but he had retired from a higher position and had deep connections, so no one dared to question him. He had a beloved son, a playboy known as Ashe. All the women working in the unit had been sexually harassed by him, but there was nothing they could do—his father was powerful! Many women were eager to get married, and in the end, Sister Gong was the only unmarried woman left in the entire office, making her Ashe's target. Plus, Sister Gong was very beautiful, so she was repeatedly sexually harassed by Ashe, suffering greatly! Later, she changed jobs several times, but couldn't escape Ashe's influence, and was forced into prostitution. You could say Sister Gong's experience was uneventful; everything happened naturally. I think you'll definitely be interested in Sister Gong's next story.
Once, Sister Gong made a losing deal, which was quite unusual. Sister Gong was undeniably beautiful and had a great figure, so her prices were higher than others. Coupled with her strong Party membership, she could earn at least 800 yuan a night, usually with several clients. This time, her clients were a group of college students from her dorm. She initially didn't want to agree, but then she thought they were all virgins and didn't have any STDs, so she agreed. She was essentially booked by eight men from the dorm, and the agreed price was 800 yuan. She devoted the entire night to these eight savages, who took turns, never letting Sister Gong rest. Later, Sister Gong told me that they had penetrated every orifice on her body, and that was her first time trying anal sex. She initially refused, but faced with eight tiger-like young men, she had no choice but to agree. However, it was fortunate that Sister Gong agreed; otherwise, she wouldn't have been bedridden for more than three days afterward. That night was truly miserable for Sister Gong. At 5 a.m., she called me and asked me to pick her up. When I saw her, she was lying there motionless, her clothes disheveled, probably dressed by those college students. She reeked of a disgusting odor, and she couldn't stand up at all. I helped her and hailed a taxi home. Luckily, it was early morning, still quite dark, so I guessed the taxi driver hadn't noticed that Gong Jie wasn't wearing underwear and that there was a white fluid leaking out. After getting into the taxi, I opened Gong Jie's handbag, took out a whole roll of toilet paper, unfolded it into several layers, and then pressed it against Gong Jie's genitals, afraid of wetting the back seat.

We finally got home, but Gong Jie was completely unconscious. Luckily, her other friends weren't home, otherwise, it would have been a laughingstock. I laid her down on the sofa so that the semen inside her could drain out smoothly. I threw away the already soaked toilet paper, found a small bowl, and pressed it against her genitals for a long time, extracting half a bowl of semen. Then, I carried her into the bathtub and washed her vulva, following Sister Yan's instructions. Afterward, I found a clean pair of underwear for her to wear and carried her back to her own bed to sleep. While I was dealing with these things, Sister Gong's other sisters hadn't returned yet; perhaps business was good. Sister Gong, throughout the entire process, only gasped for breath and showed no reaction. I stored that half bowl of semen in the refrigerator for future use—actually, just to use it to annoy Sister Gong!
But don't worry, Sister Gong will be available again in three days; perhaps you've even been served by her?
Next is Sister De's story. Although age is a major taboo for prostitutes, I still know Sister De is the youngest, probably only eighteen or nineteen. Sister De, like many girls nowadays, is always carefree and rebellious, never taking her parents' words seriously. She spends her days drinking and clubbing with a bunch of friends. One time, she was drugged and raped by a Hong Kong and Taiwanese businessman. When our lovely Sister De woke up, she found herself naked, with patches of blood on her genitals. Her labia were turned inside out, red and swollen, and the tender flesh inside her vagina was completely filled. To make matters worse, the damned businessman's semen was still seeping out. However, what Sister De did next surprised me. She quickly calmed down and coaxed the wealthy man, saying, "I'm out of toilet paper and have to go out to take care of some things girls need to do. We'll meet here tonight." Who knew that the rich businessman would be so stupid as to believe her! Sister

De used that half-day to go to the hospital for a urine test, which showed the presence of a drug that could induce unconsciousness; she also had a semen DNA test. Based on these two pieces of evidence, even without any certification, she could be sentenced in mainland China. More importantly, Sister De was under sixteen years old, and rape in China is punishable by death. Then, Sister De went to the hotel and found the wealthy businessman. She told him, "This is rape. Although no violence was used, other methods were employed. Besides, I'm underage, so the worst you could face is execution. However, I'm not the kind of person who harms others without benefiting myself. So, as long as you transfer $150,000 to this account, this matter will be over. Otherwise, see you in court!"
Sister De's words, combining both persuasion and threats, were reasonable and well-founded, indeed making this Hong Kong businessman, who had been in the business world for a long time, somewhat ashamed.
The Hong Kong businessman tried to remain calm and said, "What evidence do you have to prove that I raped you, and not that you were prostituting yourself to me? Don't try to fool me. Do you think I'm a pushover?"
"I knew you wouldn't admit defeat until you saw the coffin," Sister De said with a smile. "Look for yourself, this is my lab report. Of course, this is just a photocopy; I don't carry the real one with me. I think this evidence is enough to bring you down."
"Are you a gold or silver cunt? So expensive!""If you want to buy it, I won't sell; I know it's not worth much; this money isn't for buying my cunt, but for your life or ten years of freedom. Sorry, I've changed my mind now, I want $200,000."

And so, our Sister De successfully swindled $200,000 from a wealthy businessman. The lure of such a large sum of money finally led her down the path of prostitution. She's only eighteen or nineteen now; she has a long road ahead of her! Who knows what tomorrow will bring?
Of the four prostitutes, Sister De is the most vain. She often says that if she lost just 1.5 pounds, she would have the perfect figure. She's been working hard. Every day, after a long night's work, she runs on the treadmill for half an hour as soon as she gets home. Her figure is undeniably stunning, but no matter how hard she tries, she always seems to be 1.5 pounds short of the ideal weight. Later, she realized that swallowing 10 to 15 mouthfuls of semen every day made it impossible for her to lose weight. So, to this day, I think she's still 1.5 pounds short, right?
Sister Yan and I are the closest. She has a dream: to work hard and earn enough money so that one day she can leave the profession. She doesn't expect her future husband to love her much, and she doesn't even want to have a husband. But, for some reason, she doesn't trust banks; she entrusted her hard-earned 500,000 RMB to me. I knew Sister Yan's temper; she often clashed with her customers, so she was frequently covered in bruises. I knew that if a client drank too much, Sister Yan was likely to suffer. Considering many factors, I bought her a life insurance policy, with her parents as beneficiaries.
However, tragedy struck. Sister Yan encountered an undercover officer while prostituting herself. The problem wasn't that she was sent to a labor camp; rather, the undercover officer pulled out a gun and shot her dead. The details were as follows: Sister Yan had sex with an undercover officer for about an hour, trying various positions, all in a park. Afterwards, Sister Yan earnestly asked him for money, and the undercover officer pulled out a Type 54 pistol. Sister Yan had never seen a real gun before, so she didn't realize its power and thought it was a fake. She bravely stepped forward and said, "What's so great about a policeman? Does a policeman get to patronize prostitutes for free?" The undercover officer was enraged, and with a loud "bang," Sister Yan fell forever in a pool of blood. Later, I handled Sister Yan's funeral arrangements.
Then came the good news from Rongjie: she was in love! This was, of course, great news for us. Although prostitutes aren't exactly good women, finding a good partner is every woman's dream! Later, we threw a party to celebrate.
Just to be safe, I looked into the guy's background: a senior in college, a former student council president, and a member of the Communist Party. I really couldn't understand why such an outstanding college student would want a prostitute.
Later events proved my hunch correct; the guy swindled all of Rongjie's money. Rongjie was devastated and seemed destined to spend the rest of her life in a mental hospital. However, because she couldn't pay the exorbitant medical bills, Rongjie eventually died quietly on the street one day!
I never saw Gongjie and Dejie again, but because of Yanjie and Rongjie's special circumstances, I learned their names: one was Luo Yan, and the other Chen Rong.
And I remain a down-on-my-luck scholar to this day.

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