asked.
“You must be Helen,” the older woman said. “Come on in.” She stepped aside as the college girl moved inside the house and then led her along to the lounge. “Take a seat.” she said and Helen moved to sit on an armchair. “OK,” Michelle went on. “You’ve seen the card so I am guessing you are fully aware of the services I offer clients.”
Helen nodded her head. “You sell sex.”
Michelle laughed. “Yup, that I do and I need to make sure the girls that work for me are willing to give it. I don’t want any complaints coming back to me from clients. It’s bad for the reputation. So…, I take it you don’t have any problems with selling sex.”
Helen shook her head. “I need the money and want it quickly so am prepared to do anything to get it.”
“Fine,” said Michelle. “Stand up and take your coat off.’ Helen did this and the older woman stood and moved across to her. “You’re cute she said, gripping a hand onto Helen’s chin. A nice body too she said, dropping her hand and patting Helen’s butt. I think there are plenty of guys that will go for you.”
“How much do I get paid for a job?” Helen asked.
“If I take you on the going rate is eighty dollars for you,” Michelle answered. “You call me and ask for a job. I set it up and let you know the arrangements. You do the job and then come here to get the money. You can come after every job or just once in a while. I’m not in the business of cheating anyway, so if everything works out and I don’t get any complaints about you, I’ll make sure the money is here for you when you come.”
“OK,” Helen nodded. “It all sounds fairly simple. Will you take me on?”
Michelle stood looking at her for a few seconds. “Sure,” she finally said. “I’ll arrange one job for you and if there are no problems we can take it from there. Are you available tonight?”
Helen suddenly hesitated as she moved from just talking about being an escort to the reality of it actually happening. “Yes,” she finally said, not wanting Michelle to get the impression that she was having doubts.
“Are you sure?” Michelle went on. “You seem…”
“Yes,” Helen said more confidently this time.
“OK,” the older woman said. “Give me your mobile number and I’ll call you back within the hour.”
Helen wrote down her number and then was led back to the front door of the house. “I’ll call you soon,” was Michelle’s parting shot as Helen left. The college girl walked back to her room and before the hour was up her phone rang. She picked it up immediately to answer the call and recognized the older woman’s voice.
“OK, it’s all set,” Michelle said. “The client is staying at the Bryant Hotel, Room 103. His name is Mr. Robinson. Be there at eight o’clock.” The phone went dead and Helen felt her nerves kicking in. She looked at her watch and saw that it was after four. It gave her a few hours before she needed to be at the hotel and she went to have a shower. When she was dried she wondered what to wear. Her usual outfit of jeans and t-shirt seemed inappropriate and she decided to call Cassie. Her friend picked up the call on the second ring.
“I did it,” Helen said.
“OK,” Cassie said. And…”
“Umm…, well all I’ve done is meet Michelle and she’s set me up for tonight,” went on Helen.
“OK,” said Cassie again, but didn’t go on.
“What will I wear?” Helen asked.
“Oh…,” said Cassie drawing out the word. “Well, I usually just wore a short skirt and blouse. I don’t think it really matters to be honest. If the guy is like any of the ones I met, he’ll want you out of the clothes as quickly as possible. Just make sure that you wear some nice panties and a bra.” The two girls chatted for a little while longer, but Helen eventually said bye and hung up the call. She moved to her wardrobe to
“You must be Helen,” the older woman said. “Come on in.” She stepped aside as the college girl moved inside the house and then led her along to the lounge. “Take a seat.” she said and Helen moved to sit on an armchair. “OK,” Michelle went on. “You’ve seen the card so I am guessing you are fully aware of the services I offer clients.”
Helen nodded her head. “You sell sex.”
Michelle laughed. “Yup, that I do and I need to make sure the girls that work for me are willing to give it. I don’t want any complaints coming back to me from clients. It’s bad for the reputation. So…, I take it you don’t have any problems with selling sex.”
Helen shook her head. “I need the money and want it quickly so am prepared to do anything to get it.”
“Fine,” said Michelle. “Stand up and take your coat off.’ Helen did this and the older woman stood and moved across to her. “You’re cute she said, gripping a hand onto Helen’s chin. A nice body too she said, dropping her hand and patting Helen’s butt. I think there are plenty of guys that will go for you.”
“How much do I get paid for a job?” Helen asked.
“If I take you on the going rate is eighty dollars for you,” Michelle answered. “You call me and ask for a job. I set it up and let you know the arrangements. You do the job and then come here to get the money. You can come after every job or just once in a while. I’m not in the business of cheating anyway, so if everything works out and I don’t get any complaints about you, I’ll make sure the money is here for you when you come.”
“OK,” Helen nodded. “It all sounds fairly simple. Will you take me on?”
Michelle stood looking at her for a few seconds. “Sure,” she finally said. “I’ll arrange one job for you and if there are no problems we can take it from there. Are you available tonight?”
Helen suddenly hesitated as she moved from just talking about being an escort to the reality of it actually happening. “Yes,” she finally said, not wanting Michelle to get the impression that she was having doubts.
“Are you sure?” Michelle went on. “You seem…”
“Yes,” Helen said more confidently this time.
“OK,” the older woman said. “Give me your mobile number and I’ll call you back within the hour.”
Helen wrote down her number and then was led back to the front door of the house. “I’ll call you soon,” was Michelle’s parting shot as Helen left. The college girl walked back to her room and before the hour was up her phone rang. She picked it up immediately to answer the call and recognized the older woman’s voice.
“OK, it’s all set,” Michelle said. “The client is staying at the Bryant Hotel, Room 103. His name is Mr. Robinson. Be there at eight o’clock.” The phone went dead and Helen felt her nerves kicking in. She looked at her watch and saw that it was after four. It gave her a few hours before she needed to be at the hotel and she went to have a shower. When she was dried she wondered what to wear. Her usual outfit of jeans and t-shirt seemed inappropriate and she decided to call Cassie. Her friend picked up the call on the second ring.
“I did it,” Helen said.
“OK,” Cassie said. And…”
“Umm…, well all I’ve done is meet Michelle and she’s set me up for tonight,” went on Helen.
“OK,” said Cassie again, but didn’t go on.
“What will I wear?” Helen asked.
“Oh…,” said Cassie drawing out the word. “Well, I usually just wore a short skirt and blouse. I don’t think it really matters to be honest. If the guy is like any of the ones I met, he’ll want you out of the clothes as quickly as possible. Just make sure that you wear some nice panties and a bra.” The two girls chatted for a little while longer, but Helen eventually said bye and hung up the call. She moved to her wardrobe to
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