My little tower (novel)

 

until the first decade of the 20th century I was a nobleman born and living in the beautiful Slavic state

I owned vast tracts of land and two small factories

But when I was alone I always liked to wear women's clothes away from the prying eyes of the people who worked for me

 

but the poor in our state were very poor and hungry but we did not pay attention

So one day they rebelled and we left the country after being chased to escape

I found myself in the West virtually penniless

I rented a small old apartment in a working-class neighborhood and it was very bad, but what should I do? I was completely black

there I met a poor worker who came to fix the plumbing in the apartment because it was leaking

He, I don't know how, understood that I liked to feel like a woman and touched me

 I tried to resist the words...he was so handsome and I had been through so much that I really wanted a warm touch from someone who was a real man

Tender but disparaging aAfter the first night we made love he came and did it to me every day

I fell in love with him like little girls fall in love for the first time

Days passed and we were both poor and so my love told me that some gentlemen of the good world wanted to meet me

"But how;" I told him "I don't have any money to buy a dress"

"It's okay" he replied "you just wear the short bath towel and I'll take you to them"

Somehow, knowing the lord of the good world, we managed to escape from poverty They liked it and I continued to walk around the city in just my towel Everyone called me "the towel" But my love that I had fallen in love with was already married with children and as soon as we made a lot of money he took it and together with his family disappeared from the city And I was left a nun again, this time having only a towel for myself and a very short one at that.