The Unworthy Saint

Mr X was the CEO of the financial business firm X & Son and was often hired to do consulting for major corporations internationally. Once he was walking alone in Asia when a 9 year old girl came and offered her body to him. He glanced up, seeing the girl’s pimp staring at him. He was not tempted by her inquiry but felt compassion for her. He stooped down and ask her in his best Mandarin if she’d like to be freed from the sex trade business and go live in his house in America where she would be well fed, taken care of – she could go to school and learn, etc. She did not know what to say, she could not imagine being free – what is free?  Why would you want to be free?  He stood up and walked away. The next day he returned with a million dollars and gave it to the pimp saying “I’m taking this girl back to the states with me.” The pimp accepted the offering and told him to take the little whore.

Mr X took the young girl back to his hotel room, stripped her. He filled the tub with warm water and lifted her into the tub. He scrubbed her down with a sponge, cleaning the dirt from her face, the blood from her body. He lifted her out and dried her, put her in new, clean pajamas and laid her in bed. She went to sleep almost immediately as he stroked her head and sang her sweet songs.

When she next woke up she was back in America laying in a beautiful bed with silk sheets. There were flowers on the dresser and light poured through the lace curtains into the room. She cracked open the door, then peaked her head out. Her room sat at the top of a grand staircase, the sweetest aroma filled her nose. She started down the staircase and saw a golden brown puppy bounding up the stairs toward her carrying a floppy bunny rabbit in it’s mouth.

She came to a table spread with juices and fruit, pancakes and waffles, muffins, bacon, sausage, pastries of all kinds – anything she could want was there and she certainly ate her fill.

Mr. X came down, and delighted, she ran and threw herself into his arms grateful for rescuing her from her past life of slavery. He had given her freedom – a freedom she could once never imagine.  She could eat, learn, have friends, play, chase butterflies, run, pet the puppy, pick flowers. She was truly free and for the first time in her life, truly happy.

But she soon wandered outside and noticed the neighbor boy standing in his yard. He must’ve been 17 years old. Something inside her still knew her past life and pulled her back.  She went to him and offered to sleep with him. He took her up on her offer – then she went home.

She felt dirty again but she still got to enjoy the perks of living in Mr. X. He had given her freedom beyond comprehension and joy but for some reason she still wanted more. She decided she’d go try to hire herself out. So she would tiptoe downstairs and sneak out the back door to go into town where she would offer herself for money two or three nights a week. Soon she had a business with many regular customers. She was making more money, but for some reason felt dirty doing it.

Periodically someone would walk by and ask if she was lost, ask why she was out so late, ask if she needed help getting home. She would always flee back to the house when they asked, but would sneak out again the next night.

One night a man she was with got drunk at beat her till she was bloody, black and blue. As she limped home she became fearful of the morning.

Soon she began skipping breakfast because she didn’t want Mr X to know she was hurt, for she knew she would have to explain herself.

One night she was beaten so severely she passed out and was dumped in a gutter.

She woke the next day hurting – her body was broken, but she was clean and laying in her bed. Mr X was sitting over her stroking her hair and singing to her. He smiled at her as she looked at him. He opened his mouth at spoke “My child, I have bought your freedom, I have given you access to all joy, I have breathed into your dead body new life, I have taken you from a foreign place, from being an orphan, and have put you in my house and adopted you as my own. I have cleaned you with my own hands and fed you all you could eat. And you began sneaking out at night… you began whoring yourself out once again, returning to the slavery I freed you from. Do you think I did not know? Do you think it did not break my heart? I wept every night, waiting for you to realize what you were doing. I knew you would have to learn your lesson the hard way. And now I beg you, stay here. Learn from the pain of bondage, open your eyes and see the life I am offering. Stay with me as you did the first weeks you were here in my house. Never again whore yourself out. Stay here, live, breath, have life, have all that is good, eat to your fill, be clean, enjoy the good things that I have given you, but do not return to the bondage you were once subject to. You can have all I have to give, all I ask is that you do not return to your old life. My child, cling to all that is good, abhor all that is evil. Stay here with me forever.”