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“You’re supposed to be quitting,” I mutter, opening the soup flask and pouring a small amount into the lid for her to taste. She swipes it from my grip, spilling it over my hand.
“Fuck,” I snap, dropping the lid to the floor. “Jesus, Mum, what’s wrong with you?”
I place the flask down and grab the dirty sheet to soak up the mess. “Did Nate find you?”
I glance up. “No, why’s he looking for me?”
“He needs money.”
“Well, I don’t have any,” I tell her.
She sneers. “Is business slow? I told you that would happen if you kept the brat. You ruined my body, I couldn’t get the same clientele after you.” I remember the day I told her about the baby. She was so angry, not because she was worried for me, but she knew I’d need time off and she’d have to cover my time with Nate’s friends.
“Have the soup,” I mutter, pouring another cup. “Please.”
“How is the brat?” she mutters, taking a sip and closing her eyes in pleasure.
“She’s in the hall. You wanna see?” I go and get Ivy without waiting for an answer. “She’s feeding from the bottle,” I tell her proudly, tilting Ivy so she can see her. I long for her to be a good grandmother, to cuddle Ivy and coo over her like normal grandparents.
“Make the most of your tits while they’re that big. You’ll lose them if you stop feeding and they’ll turn to saggy air bags.” I roll my eyes. “I know a guy who sells photos. Shall I send him round to take some? He pays good.”
“No, Mum. I don’t want pervy Nigel taking photos of my boobs.”
She shrugs. “Suit yourself. It would pay enough to get Nate off your back.”
“Maybe Nate should sell his own pictures,” I snap.
“He’s your brother, it’s your job to look after him.”
“It’s your job to look after him,” I say, “but then you never did do that very well.”
“If you’ve come here to insult me, Luna, you can just leave. I had Nate here last night with all his friends. I didn’t sleep at all, and now, you’re here giving me grief. Just get out.”
“Nate’s friends?” I repeat, taking in her naked state. “Mum,” I sigh, “did you pay off his debt?” Usually, Nate saves his friends for me and brings older clients for Mum.
“He’s a good boy. Not like you, you ungrateful slag.”
I give a disappointed nod. “I’ll come back tomorrow,” I mutter, heading out. There’s no point talking to her when she’s like this.
Jessica turns up just after six, and I show her the formula. I was pumping my own milk before, but now I can’t even bring myself to do that, so I go through how to make up fresh bottles.
By the time I get to Zen, it’s six-thirty-eight and Thalia gives me a death glare. “You’ve got a client waiting in your room,” she snaps. “You know how I feel about lateness.”
I roll my eyes as I rush past her. “I’ll give him a good show, he’ll be fine.”
Jimmy is already naked and wanking himself hard. I force a smile as I shrug from my coat. I’d usually do my makeup here and change before bringing a client up, but I get straight to it, beginning to strip from my clothing.
Working at Zen is easy money most of the time. Our clients are regulars, and apart from the smelly few, I don’t mind any of them. Jimmy lost his wife a year ago. He’s only forty-five and not bad looking, and it’s a similar story to most of the men who come here. I don’t talk to a lot of them, using the same strategy I use on the bikers, but with Jimmy, it’s different. The first time I blew him, he burst into tears and told me all about his wife. I felt bad, and we spent the entire hour just talking.
“You’re bruised,” he says as I strip down to my underwear.
“Some clients like it rough,” I say, pulling my hair back and tying it in place. “How have you been?”
“Worked up,” he mutters.
I drop to my knees. “Let me help out there.” I open a condom and roll it down his shaft.
I suck him into my mouth, and he groans before asking, “Do you think she can see?” I cup his balls, hoping we can get this done quickly. I’m starving, and I have soup in my bag. “Ellie,” he continues. “Do you think she can see what we’re doing?”
