My name is Sasha and I'm a male doula. Yes, you heard right. I'm not the typical doula, I went to medical school and became a registered nurse. During my residency in the labor and delivery section of the hospital, I knew I wanted to start my own business as a doula. Helping families through the difficulties of pregnancy and postpartum. My services ain't cheap but I only take two clients at a time. I'm available 24/7 for both the pregnant party and their spouse.
So when I got a call from my friend saying she needs my services, of course I booked her. Now I'm regretting my life chooses. Especially since I have to drive there and this is the longest drive of my life. I swear Alicia is so lucky she's my best friend because if she wasn't, I wouldn't be on the road right now. Like who moves out in the sticks for some man? Apparently Alicia does. Smh. Seven years of friendship and I still can't understand this girl. But calling and telling me she's pregnant and needs my help, of course I'll drop everything to come. But right now I'm wishing I didn't. It's dark, no lights, and nothing around for miles but trees. Thank God I put a gas can in the car just incase because I haven't seen a gas station for hours now. My GPS says that I'll be there in a half hour but I don't think these directions are right.
But damn, I haven't seen Alicia since she went back home and started taking her classes online 4 years ago. Of course we talk on the phone but that's not the same.
During our college years we were roommates. Everyone at school called us siamese twins because we were always together. Class, shopping, or partying, it was rare that we weren't together. There was just one thing I hated, and that was this chick wearing my clothes. Then she'd have the nerves to stretch my shirts out with those damn boots. I literally had to start buying two of every shirt just in case.
I get mistaken as a woman all the time, but with these looks it can't be helped. I'm 5'4", 120 lbs, nice ass and the attitude to match. Hazel colored eyes with carmel flawless skin. I have long curly hair, and I've been told that my mom and I looked like twins. I'm always in the gym keeping this body right because when my millionaire husband finally comes around, he'll know that this body was worth every dollar he'll spend. Clock it.
Shit, I'm calling this girl because I'll be dawned if I get killed in these woods.
(Alicia) Ring. Ring. Hello Sasha. How much further are you?
Well my GPS says I'm 15 minutes from my next turn but I don't see anything.
(Alicia) Did you put in the coordinates that I have gave you?
Obviously. I copied and pasted it to my GPS. But I feel like I'm in a scary movie and I'm the hot friends driving to my doom.
(Alicia) Bitch please. I'm obliviously the howling damsel in distress.
No, you're the first dead white girl. I'm the second minority who survives. Just saying.
(Alicia) Damn I missed you. I can't waiting until you get here. My mom has a room at her house for you.
I'm so excited. Is are there some cute guys there? You know I need some eye candy to get through the day.
(Alicia) Hahaha. Yes there are plenty of single guys here. Big, strong, and dominant. Just the way you like it.
Wait a minute. The GPS is telling me to turn right but I don't see any signs.
(Alicia) I almost got. My uncle requested an replacement for the broken sign but it hasn't came yet. Turn you brights on and you'll see the reflecting strips near the turn. That was my idea, especially since I knew you where coming. It's designed into an arrow, pointing toward where to go.
Ok, I see it. So I how will I know when I'm there?
(Alicia) So there will be a big gate further down, just keep going straight. There is no turns just a straight path. At the very end you'll see the security shack there, you can miss it. There will be lights and everything. Just let them know you're here to see me and they'll give you the directions to my house.
Ok. I'm turning now. Man I hope this isn't a cult and I'm being sacrificed. I mean I'll be a cute sacrifice but I'll haunt you and cock block you ever change it get if I am.
(Alicia) Oh wow. I don't think you'll make it as a ghost. Especially considering you won't be able to change your outfit two to three times a day.
Well damn. Hold on, I'll looking for your room to talk but I can't find it in there woods. You change your clothes just as much as me if not more.
(Alicia) Hahaha. Anyway I'll let you go. You should be at the gate in about 15 minutes. I'll call my mom and let her know. She's so excited to finally meet you.
Alright. I'll see you in 15 minutes. Bye.