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“You free tonight?” Most of the staff are super professional with what they do, but Emma is always chewing and popping gum on the phone, generally acting like she’s chatting with her friends. “I have a very interesting appointment for you tonight… if you’re up for it.”
That doesn’t make me want to instantly commit to the job, I have to admit. With Emma, interesting can mean a number of different things. It can geuninly be something quite cool or it can be w
eird… there have been times when I’ve had to bow out of good money jobs because they’re just too strange for words. I can’t tell by the tone of her voice which one it is.
“What do you mean, interesting?” I ask her cautiously. “Bad or good?”
“I don’t know really.” Chew, chew, pop. “Depends how you look at it. It’s some chick who’s an actress but wants to get better at acting out sex scenes.” The tight knot in my chest loosens. That doesn’t sound too bad. “I couldn’t think of anyone better than you for that.”
I sigh loudly, considering what that will mean for me. I guess it’ll just be showing her how to have some real passionate sex, maybe that isn’t something that she’s ever experienced before. I suppose that isn’t too taxing, it’s something I can do if I’m up for it.
“The pay good?” I ask, getting down to the business. That’s what all of this is about after all. I don’t do it for the fun of it, even when it is fun, which it can be. “Is it worth it?”
“Oh yeah, the pay is good. This is an actress, she’s willing to pay what you’re worth.”
“Fine.” I can’t turn that down, I do need a cash injection at the moment. “Send me the deets.”
I hang up the phone to Emma and wait for the details to come through. I get the time, the address of a local motel, and the vague information about the girl. Aside from the acting thing, it seems pretty straightforward. All I need to do now is get myself showered and dressed for the night. Luckily since we’re meeting directly at a hotel there isn’t any need to crack out my suit and tie. When I have to go to events that’s what I need to do, make myself look like a freaking posh penguin.
I take the stairs up to my dorm room two at a time, until I burst through the door and into my room where my roommate, Tyler, perches on the edge of the bed. Hearing me come in his eyes snap up to look at me instantly and he gives me a curious look.
“You okay, buddy? You’ve got that look on your face again. Hot date tonight, it is?”
Tyler is the only person who knows the truth about me, I trust him enough to tell him and I also wouldn’t be able to get away with it if he didn’t know. Also, for safety reasons I think it’s better that someone know where I am all the time. The escort company keeps tabs on me, but just as an extra security measure I feel like this is best. We use ‘dates’ to make it seem less… weird.
“Yep, hot date tonight with an aspiring actress who needs more passion in her life.”
He looks impressed as he nods. Tyler thinks it’s cool what I do, he doesn’t see any down side to it at all. If his biology classes weren’t so demanding and didn’t take up so much of his time, I think he would do it too just for fun. He certainly doesn’t need the money.
“Well, that sounds fun. Are you looking forward to it?”
I laugh at him while shaking my head. “I don’t know about that, I mean it is what it is.”
With that, I wander into the bathroom and I flick the shower on. While the water heats up I stare at my reflection in the mirror, wondering how the night will go. My cheeks twitch as I think, my green eyes twinkle with emotions, my jaw line looks tense. I lean on the edge of the sink and tense up my bulging arm muscles as well, watching my abs flex. I like keeping myself in shape, which is lucky because I have to in this line of work, women want me to look my best. Whether that’s in the bed or just on their arm as a date. Either way, I have to keep my fitness up.
That might be something that I have in common with this actress, she’ll probably have to look a certain way as well. Maybe that’ll give us something to talk about. I much prefer when I have something in common with the women because it gives us both a way to relax. I’ve had times when it’s been too awkward for words and it always ends up playing on my mind for ages afterwards. When it goes well, I can just move on past it and focus on the next one.
Here goes nothing… I think to myself as the time comes to step into the shower. Another night of… well, god knows what.
Chapter Three – Avril
I pace up and down the motel room, unable to think about anything sensible while I wait for my ‘date’ to arrive. I cannot believe that I allowed Carly to talk me into this, she’s just so persuasive. I guess I didn’t think about how it would feel when I’m here waiting for him alone.
He’s an escort, I think to myself as I chew down on my thumb nail. What the hell am I doing?
I make the snap decision to leave. I grab my bag and throw it over my shoulder to head for the door. This boy could turn up to no one here, it won’t matter to me, I just need to get away and get my head on straight. This is madness, I really shouldn’t be here, I need to be at home alone.
Knock, knock. My eyes snap towards the door as it hits me I’m too late. Someone’s knocking and it can only be one person… the escort is already here. I glance at the clock to see he’s right on time. My heart stops dead in my chest as I try to work out what I’ll do next. Knock, knock.
“Shit,” I mutter to myself while glancing left and right. “Fucking hell.”
“Is anyone there?” a chocolatey smooth voice calls out. “Hello?”
He sounds surprisingly nice, I think that might be the only thing that makes me step towards the door. It’s almost as if I’m in a hypnotic trance, like I’m out of control of my body.
“Hold on, I’m coming.” As I swing the door open, my breath catches in my throat. Standing in front of me is a tall, dark, and very handsome guy. He’s gorgeous! “Oh, right, hello.”
I feel small and silly next to him, I’m frumpy and nothing compared to him. He’s as intimidatingly good looking as Buzz, but he has a friendly expression too which makes him approachable. I get the impression that I could speak to him about absolutely everything.
