I Hate That He Still Owns Me

Four years ago I took a one year assignment as an English teacher in Central America. Everything about the recruiting process was a lie. The school was not an idyllic campus, the staff was not professional. The apartment was small one room barely habitable. The students were the only thing worth the experience.

A couple of examples, I got sick with an amoeba, the so called doctor gave me some medicine which was not real. Finally a kind lady told me that I needed something a lot stronger. I spent four months with diarrhea, including several embarrassing leaks. I didn't get paid for three months of work so I quit.

The same kind lady asked her husband to help me get home. I had to trade sex for a ticket home. When he comes to the US he looks me up, I've moved on but he still looks me up. Last night he was here, in my apartment and I had to give the old man a blowjob and let him perform anal sex with me. When he says he owns my ass he means it. "Tu culo es mi culo".

I hate the whole experience.