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“I’m sorry. I don’t cook much. The eggs started out over easy but ended up scrambled.” Janice sat at the table with her oversized T-shirt drooping over her shoulder. Her legs were pulled up against her chest, and she quietly sipped on her cup of coffee.
“I appreciate it. Besides, it’s the thought that counts. So tell me a little about yourself.” He sat eating, casually taking a sliver of shell from his mouth every now and then.
She shrugged. “There’s nothing much to tell. Typical story. Never married. Been engaged though. Work is my life, and relationships take a back seat these days. Most people say I’m overly driven to succeed. I just call it achieving my goal.”
She took a sip of coffee and continued. “This trip is a vacation from all that. It started out differently since it was going to be a getaway with my boyfriend. But here I am, alone, and the trip ended up as a solo vacation.” She paused, noticing Aaron was actually listening and paying attention to what she was saying.
“Please go on. I’m listening.”
“That’s just it. You are listening. I’m not used to that.”
“My mom taught me well. Besides, how can I expect you to listen to the things I say if I don’t show you the same courtesy?”
She nodded. “Makes sense. Well, this trip, I planned it a long time back and Mr. Perfect ended up being a douche bag.” She paused a moment. “I don’t know why I’m rambling on like this. I
guess having a man actually listen to me is odd.”
“Hey…hearing you talking is really nice. I don’t get to do this a lot. I’m always running around, making appointments, trying to get caught up in my overly busy life. Either that or someone is telling me to leave, or just kicking me out because they are done with me. It’s nice to share some downtime and hear about other people for a change.”
“It must be difficult at times for you.”
Aaron shrugged. “Sometimes I meet some really interesting people, powerful people. I go to some of the finest places. It’s not always about sex—sometimes I’m just an escort and go places with women to be a companion, arm candy, or to make their girlfriends jealous. Those times are fun. I hold and snuggle close to an older woman and make her feel all giddy because their friends are wide-eyed and gasping, and can’t believe she’s with a younger guy.”
“You’re bad.” Janice chuckled. “That’s kind of cruel, but it does sound like fun for the woman.”
“It’s not all fun though. I do get paid for sex. Sometimes it’s not such a pleasure. I hate when husbands pay for me to fuck their wife and they watch. It’s demeaning and loses all intimacy when a guy is yelling at me to fuck her ass harder or to be rough. I guess people live through others. I don’t know.” Aaron paused and looked at Janice. “I apologize. I’m in a great mood and talking about this isn’t what I should be doing. Please forgive me.”
Her smile said it all. “No worries. It’s what you do. I don’t judge people like that. We do what we have to do. I love and hate my job too. It’s just a different place.”
“You really are a breath of fresh air, Janice. Thanks for listening.”
“So are you going to do the standard operating procedure of men and make an excuse to leave? Did you get your money?”
“I can stay if you’d like. I don’t have anything pressing until later this morning.” He looked around and grabbed the salt from the counter. “Maybe this will take the edge off the eggs.”
She giggled and then frowned at him in mock displeasure. “You don’t like my cooking?”
“Well, there are other things I wouldn’t mind eating.” He waggled his eyebrows at her and smiled.
“You’re always thinking about that. I guess since it’s your job you have to think about it all the time.”
“In a way I guess. I like sex. I like women. When I am with a woman I feel like I can make them feel special. Why else would they pay me? A lot of men take their spouses for granted. To be honest, I wouldn’t want to break up a marriage, but if there’s a need I can fulfill, then it makes me happy. That’s what Mother always tells me.”
“Wait…your Mother knows what you do?”
Aaron laughed, realizing how awkward he sounded when talking about Mother. “No, that really does sound bad. Mother is the woman who took me in and showed me the ropes. She’s one of the few people who are really important in my life. She takes care of business for me, books my appointments—she really does mother me.”
Janice grinned. “Nice to see you so talkative. She must be an interesting woman. Also pretty damn smart, since she did find you.” She shifted in her chair and sipped her coffee. “I suppose we all have sex on the brain. Women use it as a way to get things. In a roundabout way we sell ourselves. Either for things we want like cars, clothes, whatever. Or just to feel loved and held. It’s all a game, and we pay the price one way or another.”
Aaron tipped his head to one side “You really are an interesting woman with a different point of view than most. You’ve also got some damn good insight into people.”
“Why thank you. Maybe I should bill you for my time as a psychologist? How much should I charge you, do you think?”
“Hmmm, well there is one special thing I can show you. An ancient technique I learned, which has been taught to the privileged few over many generations and thousands of years.”
“Okay. I am now officially intrigued. I’m also getting a little warm wondering what it is. Maybe this could be my payment for playing psychologist with you?”
“Oh, there is no way to price this. I’ll show you for free, but if I show you then it must remain a secret. If you tell anyone I’ll have to hunt you down and spank you.” Aaron got up, pulled a remaining eggshell from his teeth and held his hand out to Janice.
