becoming professional again. “I always meet with
prospective clients to ensure we’re on the same page before we schedule an
engagement.”
Lori nodded, dropping her eyes to stare at her hands in
her lap.
“Did you have any questions about the prices your friend
explained to you?” Ander asked. “You’ll pay for an entire evening. That’s the
base price. I offer nothing lower than that.”
She looked up at him, frowning. He didn’t have a website
like some escorts, instead relying on personal referrals, but details Sabrina
had gotten from the women she’d talked to were quite clear. She was a
professional woman. Not an idiot. “Yes, I was able to understand the services
you offer and what you charge for them,” she said, her tone a little snippy.
His mouth twitched, so slightly she almost didn’t catch
it. “Good. I just wanted to make it clear that you pay for the entire evening,
whether or not you use it. I don’t hire myself out by the hour.”
For some reason, his dry tone made her want to snicker
again. She stifled it, in case he would mistake it for mockery. “Understood.”
“We can do whatever you like for the evening. I can act
as escort, play a part if you want or provide general companionship. If you’re
interested in anything sexual, that will cost extra.”
Lori couldn’t believe she was sitting here, in the
middle of a park in downtown Seattle, having this conversation. Her cheeks
burned involuntarily, but she wasn’t as mortified as she’d expected. Ander was
so business-like and matter-of-fact about the situation that it helped Lori
feel that way too.
“I thought I made my interests clear when we talked on
the phone,” she said.
Ander nodded. “Of course. The prices differ for oral on
you, oral on me, and full intercourse.”
A nagging question that had been bugging her for a few
days prompted her to ask, “Who would pay you that much money for you to get the
blow job?”
Again, that slight twitch of his mouth. She wasn’t even
sure it meant anything—his expression was generally so calm as to be stoic. But
she found that occasional little quiver of his mouth the most appealing thing
about him. “Women have different desires when they make use of my services.
Some find giving more thrilling than receiving. Some simply want the practice.”
Lori thought about that for a moment. It was something
she’d never even considered before.
Ander cleared his throat, bringing her attention back to
him. “Perhaps you can give me a little information about your goals for this
engagement.”
She nodded. “Right. Well, I sure as hell wouldn’t pay
this much money for a date.” She took a breath. Summoned all her fortitude and
courage. “I want to have sex.”
“Yes, but what are your goals for the sex? Are you
looking for a particular mood or brand of excitement? Do you just want to
relieve tension? Get something you can’t get from other partners? I’m not
trying to pry into your personal motivations, but I need a little direction if
we’re to make this a successful engagement.”
“Right.” She shifted on the bench. Told herself she
would be paying this man a lot of money a few days from now so she had nothing
to be embarrassed about. And surely he’d encountered a lot of stranger things
in his line of work. “I want to have sex because I haven’t had it before. Yet.”
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prospective clients to ensure we’re on the same page before we schedule an
engagement.”
Lori nodded, dropping her eyes to stare at her hands in
her lap.
“Did you have any questions about the prices your friend
explained to you?” Ander asked. “You’ll pay for an entire evening. That’s the
base price. I offer nothing lower than that.”
She looked up at him, frowning. He didn’t have a website
like some escorts, instead relying on personal referrals, but details Sabrina
had gotten from the women she’d talked to were quite clear. She was a
professional woman. Not an idiot. “Yes, I was able to understand the services
you offer and what you charge for them,” she said, her tone a little snippy.
His mouth twitched, so slightly she almost didn’t catch
it. “Good. I just wanted to make it clear that you pay for the entire evening,
whether or not you use it. I don’t hire myself out by the hour.”
For some reason, his dry tone made her want to snicker
again. She stifled it, in case he would mistake it for mockery. “Understood.”
“We can do whatever you like for the evening. I can act
as escort, play a part if you want or provide general companionship. If you’re
interested in anything sexual, that will cost extra.”
Lori couldn’t believe she was sitting here, in the
middle of a park in downtown Seattle, having this conversation. Her cheeks
burned involuntarily, but she wasn’t as mortified as she’d expected. Ander was
so business-like and matter-of-fact about the situation that it helped Lori
feel that way too.
“I thought I made my interests clear when we talked on
the phone,” she said.
Ander nodded. “Of course. The prices differ for oral on
you, oral on me, and full intercourse.”
A nagging question that had been bugging her for a few
days prompted her to ask, “Who would pay you that much money for you to get the
blow job?”
Again, that slight twitch of his mouth. She wasn’t even
sure it meant anything—his expression was generally so calm as to be stoic. But
she found that occasional little quiver of his mouth the most appealing thing
about him. “Women have different desires when they make use of my services.
Some find giving more thrilling than receiving. Some simply want the practice.”
Lori thought about that for a moment. It was something
she’d never even considered before.
Ander cleared his throat, bringing her attention back to
him. “Perhaps you can give me a little information about your goals for this
engagement.”
She nodded. “Right. Well, I sure as hell wouldn’t pay
this much money for a date.” She took a breath. Summoned all her fortitude and
courage. “I want to have sex.”
“Yes, but what are your goals for the sex? Are you
looking for a particular mood or brand of excitement? Do you just want to
relieve tension? Get something you can’t get from other partners? I’m not
trying to pry into your personal motivations, but I need a little direction if
we’re to make this a successful engagement.”
“Right.” She shifted on the bench. Told herself she
would be paying this man a lot of money a few days from now so she had nothing
to be embarrassed about. And surely he’d encountered a lot of stranger things
in his line of work. “I want to have sex because I haven’t had it before. Yet.”
***
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